I don't know how long it took, until someone approached, he came to his senses, and his face showed a bit of perseverance, the road of cultivation is already long, the vicissitudes of life, the sun and the moon alternate, and it is not surprising that Qizhu Mountain has become like this now, this is the power of time!

The sadness in Sun Hao's heart flashed, and he turned to look at the sound behind him, and his brows slowly furrowed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The one who came was a pair of grandchildren, and it could be seen by looking at their ages, and the old man in front of him had a vicissitudes of life, full of silver hair, and slipped down the slope of the deep pit little by little without saying a word.

Behind him was a young man who looked to be only ten years old, but the expression on his face was very resolute, and he followed the old man without saying a word, without saying a word, without complaining at all because of the ruggedness of the road.

They are far away from Sun Hao, one is at the cliff of the big pit, the other is in the deepest part of the big pit, these two people did not find Sun Hao's figure, and the appearance of these two people does not look like they are advanced cultivators, but like a pair of little monks who have a rough understanding of cultivation, I don't know why they came to the depths of this 100,000 mountain, and slid down towards this deep pit.

Sun Hao frowned slightly, and simply listened to the direct conversation between the two quietly, and soon, he understood why the two came back here.

It turned out that the old man among the two was a disciple of Qizhumen back then, and after so many years, he had already integrated into the mortal dust, but he still remembered Qizhumen in his heart, and this time he simply came here according to his memory, wanting to see what Qizhumen looked like back then.

And the young man longed for those cultivation realms that were completely different from mortal dust, and he simply came here with his grandfather, wanting to see what the cultivation realm was like.

I have to say that it is also a miracle that these two people can come here, after all, it is not easy to cross the 100,000 mountains and come to this barren land, Sun Hao can't help but have some admiration for the two of them.

But soon, he noticed that the old man among the two seemed familiar.

Looking at the old face, his heart gradually recalled the green years, and gradually recalled the identity of the old man.

This person is probably Li Fatzi who left Qizhumen early back then, looking at this emaciated figure that was completely different from that year, Sun Hao couldn't help but show a smile full of memories.

Yao remembers that back then, Li Fatzi was the first friend he met when he entered Qizhumen, and he had a dispute with him over a steamed bun, but now, Li Fatzi has become a thin old man, completely without the fat figure of the year, and he has also become a monk in the fit period.

This Li Fatzi seems to have encountered some adventures over the years, originally only the cultivation of the second and third layers of condensation qi has now become the foundation building period, and looking at his appearance, I am afraid that he is also a leader in the foundation building period, otherwise it is impossible to survive after so many years, and even cultivate a descendant of the top level of condensation.

Sun Hao couldn't help but sigh a little, unconsciously, he had entered the cultivation realm for hundreds of years, and in these years, he had experienced life and death, experienced countless tests, and finally came to this point, but in his heart, what he missed the most was the period when he entered the Zhumen at the beginning of that year.

This period of time can be said to represent the purest youth of oneself, with madness, family affection, hazy love, and the most beautiful and simple thoughts...... It's a pity that these years are gone, and I can never go back to the feeling I had back then, so I can only sigh here in vain, and there are countless emotions in my heart.

Gradually, the two of them got a lot closer, and even their faces could be seen with the naked eye, Sun Hao quietly flew up, avoided the sight of the two, and flew into the air.

Suddenly saw Li Fatzi, although he felt a little emotion in his heart, he didn't want to recognize him, because he knew in his heart that he and Li Fatzi were already in the same heaven and one underground, even if they recognized each other, they couldn't get back the feeling they had back then, and even could only increase the embarrassment, so he avoided these two people, and his figure flickered into the sky.

However, he could still hear the conversation between Li Fatzi and his grandson, and only heard Li Fatzi say: Grandson, this is the place where I practiced back then, there was originally a big mountain here, but later due to an accident, this sect was disbanded, and I also returned to my hometown and met your grandmother, and then we had our Li family!

The grandson didn't have the emotion of his grandfather, he just looked at the surrounding scene curiously, frowned slightly, and said: Grandpa, this place doesn't look like a fairy treasure, why was that Qizhumen built here back then?

"You don't understand!" Li Fatzi smiled slightly, and then began to tell about the past of Qizhumen, starting from the golden bull that flew up that year, and continuing to tell about the later Qizhu Daoist, as well as the matter of him entering Qizhumen back then, and even Sun Hao was mentioned by him, and there was some emotion in his words.

And Sun Hao was silently hiding in mid-air, quietly listening to the conversation between the two of them, and he was also quite emotional in his heart, no matter what, he can now see his fellow disciples in Qizhumen, and the memories in his heart are like opening a big gate, and his thoughts can't help but float.

All kinds of things back then were recalled in his heart little by little with Li Fatzi's words, and unconsciously, he even had some heat in his eyes, echoing Li Fatzi, Fang Zhan, Song Ling'er, Huo Lao and others little by little.

It wasn't until Li Fatzi stopped talking that his thoughts stopped rolling, and he sighed secretly in his heart and said: The avenue is vast, the years are ruthless, time is the most powerful weapon in the world, and unconsciously, he has been practicing in this world for hundreds of years, and he doesn't know how far the future years are, and he doesn't know where the final end is.

However, he still firmly believed in his heart that he would definitely reach the place that everyone dreamed of, and reach the end of the path of cultivation!

After slowly reciting this declaration twice in his mind, his mind gradually calmed down, looking at the fat boy Li with a vicissitudes of life at his feet, he smiled faintly, and simply waved his hand to drop an aura, flipped a few times in the air, and finally fell silently on the two of them.

This aura entering the bodies of these two people must be enough for these two people to prolong their lives for decades, but how far they can go in the future depends on their creation, this is the only little help I can make to these two people!

After doing this, he turned into a flying fly, and disappeared into the end of the sky in the blink of an eye......

Li Fatzi and the young man were confused, they felt a strange power suddenly in Fang Cai's body, but they didn't know where this power came from.

After a while, Li Fatzi pulled his grandson, who was still a little stunned, to the ground with a look of surprise, and then the two solemnly bowed to the sky: "The unscrupulous disciples came to worship the ancestor master, thank you for the ancestor master's grace, so that the two of us can prolong life, such kindness, the Li family will never forget from generation to generation, from now on, the Li family will come from generation to worship the ancestor master, if this wish is violated, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!" (To be continued.) )