"Go home!"

"Even if you die, you have to go back!"

……

Strange and familiar sounds, coming from the starry sky overhead, seem to have crossed the barrier of time and space, and the echoes are ethereal, over and over again, layer upon layer, and endless.

Who?

Where is home?

Why do you want to go back?

Lu Xun suddenly woke up. As usual, the clothes were all soaked and clinging to the body, and it was extremely uncomfortable. He sat up straight, the faint sunlight of the futon and the ticking sundial reminding him that it was already getting light. I patted the ticking sundial casually, got up and opened the window, and a gust of morning breeze blew in my face, chilling.

It's this dream again!

That strange starry sky, the enduring echo, I don't know how many nights have been repeated.

Habitually stretched, the time was not early, and the clothes were dressed.

Out.

"Wait, Brother Xun, there's your email, from the fairy net. ”

As soon as he walked out of the valley, Lu Xun heard someone shouting behind him. An old man who looked to be in his seventies, with white hair, tall and thin, waved a small box vigorously in his hand.

The old man's name is Wang Shi, and everyone calls him Lao Wang, the oldest outer disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect. Because he was old and had no children, the elders of the sect were merciful and let him take charge of such an easy task as the Immortal Net's Time and Space Feixin Reception.

Lu Xun's face was immediately overjoyed, and he turned around to greet him: "Thank God, it's finally here, but I'm really sorry to trouble Uncle Wang to send it to me." ”

His figure was very strong, and the crimson blue clothes of the outer disciples were tight on his body, and he seemed to be a little smaller. The opposite of his smile is the scar on the left side of his face, coupled with the resolute countenance, which is slightly vicious.

Lu Xun's evil face was his signature, and everyone stayed away from him at first. But gradually, everyone found that in addition to this evil face, he has an excellent temper and personality, and he has more contacts. A year and a half have passed, but his popularity is the best.

Lao Wang smiled, and hurriedly said: "No thanks, no thanks, Brother Xun, you use your hands to do a unique job, Zizi, I really didn't say it." ”

Lu Xun's one-handed small thunder trick is indeed unique. The second-grade Xiao Zhen Thunder Recipe is unique among the outer disciples. It was with this hand that Lu Xun took over nearly half of the work of intensifying the spiritual land in the door.

The Little Earthquake Thunder Technique is not a profound method, there are many people who know it, and its main role is to use it to intensify the spiritual soil. However, the Xiao Zhen Thunder Recipe itself is only a one-grade magic formula, which is divided into three layers, and the first layer can be learned in three or five days in three or five days. As for the second level, one can be easily reached in a year or two. But the third level requires personal understanding to be acquired.

After the third layer of the Little Earthquake Thunder Technique, the effect is greatly increased, which can greatly intensify the earth qi and integrate it into the spiritual soil, raising the grade of the first-grade spiritual field to the second-grade, so that more spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables can be produced. Because of this, since he broke through the third layer, the status of the door has changed dramatically, and the title has changed from Scar Xiao Xun to Brother Xun.

However, no one in the door knows that Lu Xun's small thunder trick is not the third layer of the first product, but the first layer of the second grade, don't look at the grade is only one product, but the effect is very different. The second-grade Xiaozhen Thunder Recipe can already raise the spiritual field to the third-grade, and the third-grade spiritual field can already grow elixir, and the output is by no means comparable to the second-grade spiritual field.

As a disciple of the fire worker, the outer disciple with the lowest status, he can forcibly raise Xiao Zhen Lei Jue by a grade, and the rumor can definitely scare many people.

Lu Xun knows the truth of hiding clumsiness, so he never dares to show it.

Seeing that Lao Wang was rubbing his hands again and again, Lu Xun said strangely: "Is there anything else with Uncle Wang?"

"This really can't be hidden from Brother Xun. Lao Wang Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled: "That's the case, you also know Lu Dao, Luo Jian and the old man are familiar to me, his Lingtian didn't take care of it, and he lost another ......."

Without waiting for Lao Wang to finish speaking, Lu Xun's face turned black directly, and he said with black lines: "Why did it fall again!"

What do you say, in fact, this Waimenluo Sword is a celebrity of the Qingyun Sword Sect, but he became famous not because of his profound cultivation, but because his Lingtian always dropped his grade, and he also came to Lu Xun a month ago, for the sake of Lingtian's affairs, and carefully calculated that it should be the third time last month.

Speaking of this senior brother, it is strange enough, Lingtian has lost his grade three times in a month, and he can't even pay for the repaired spar at the last time, so Lu Xunbai did it that time. Thinking that Lingtian would drop another product this time, he was afraid that he would be embarrassed to come to Lu Xun for help, so he asked Lao Wang to intercede.

Lao Wang frowned when he saw him, and said busily: "Brother Xun, don't mind, Luo Jian is busy with cultivation and neglects Lingtian, you can help him, and I will pay the salary." ”

The grade of Lingtian has declined, this is not a trivial matter, Lingmi Lingcai cannot be harvested is one of them, and the door must be held accountable.

For this matter, Luo Jian was afraid that he would now become an ant on a hot pot.

"Alas!" Lu Xun sighed helplessly, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, uncle, I don't want your spars, even if I help for free this time, after all, Senior Brother Luo Jian is not easy." ”

"How can this work!" Lao Wang immediately straightened his face and said seriously: "Brother Xun, it's not easy for you, how can you work in vain." ”

"It's okay, just make a good fate, I still have something to do, go first. ”

Lu Xun waved his hand as he spoke, saying goodbye to Lao Wang.

Lao Wang hurriedly shouted: "Brother Xun, Brother Xun, Brother Xun, ......"

"That's it!"

Lu Xun waved his hand without looking back, and strode towards the mountain gate.

Not long after, Lu Xun carried a small bag on his back, appeared comfortably outside the mountain gate, and ran into the forest next to him. After looking left and right and seeing that there was no one around, Lu Xun hurriedly took the small yellow gourd from his arms.

The size of a small gourd, the epidermis flows with a crystal light.

Throwing the gourd into the air, Lu Xun pointed into a sword, and a spiritual power entered, and the small gourd grew into the wind, growing to about one meter in a blink of an eye, almost able to accommodate one person to sit down, Lu Xun immediately stopped the spiritual power transmission.

Lu Xun jumped on the gourd vigorously, pinched a trick with his right hand, and the gourd immediately rose to the sky.

Inside the mountain gate, disciples from the outer gate are not allowed to fly. This rule has been cursed countless times in a year and a half.

There is no other reason, it's just trouble, an outer disciple like Lu Xun has to come out of the mountain every time he goes out, and then he can fly. However, the full man does not know that the hungry man is hungry, most of the outer disciples usually have to go out on foot, and it is definitely quite rare to have a mount, of course, as for whether the gourd is considered a mount, it is not within Lu Xun's consideration.

Piercing through the clouds and fog, he flew rapidly for about two hours, Lu Xun's wicked face was frozen white, and Guiyun City was finally in sight.

The clouds and mist shrouded in mid-air, and the cloud city loomed in the clouds.

At that time, Guiyun Zhenren smashed off the mountain peak with one palm, and established Guiyun with half of the remnant peak as the base. Over the past 1,200 years, Guiyun has also developed into one of the eighteen important towns in the East Pole Realm.

The void is boundless, the world is thousands, and there are more than 3,000 cultivators, which is for the cultivation of the true realm. The East Pole Realm is one of them, but it is not ranked, it is only a small realm, with a history of only 2,000 years. Two thousand years ago, the Eastern Pole Immortal discovered and took charge of this realm, and named it the Eastern Pole Realm after his Taoist name. The East Pole Immortal was born in the Heavenly Court, and the East Pole Realm naturally became the small world realm under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court.

After that, many real people came to the East Pole Realm to start a sect, and gradually evolved into today's scene.

The flying speed of the gourd is not slow, Guiyun City is in sight, along the way many monks pass by the gourd, there are sword cultivators flying with the sword, and there are also cultivators riding all kinds of spirit beasts. Lu Xun deliberately slowed down the speed of the gourd so as not to arouse suspicion. Although I have never encountered the act of killing people and snatching treasures, I have heard of it.

Whether the flying gourd is a treasure or not, Lu Xun doesn't know very well. However, at the beginning, he was able to buy the flying gourd from the immortal network at a low price, a big reason was that no one knew how to use it, and no one knew the function, but he flew at full speed, and the speed even exceeded that of some low-level spirit beasts, just for these points, Lu Xun didn't dare to take it lightly.

Of course, it's not that Lu Xun is reluctant to baby, it's a trivial matter, and accidentally losing his life is a big deal.

However, Lu Xun would never have thought that because of his caution, he would face a catastrophe.

In the infinite void outside the East Pole Realm, a blue meteor, holding a long tail, was pulled by the East Pole Realm, and plunged into the East Pole Realm, the speed was amazing and extraordinary, the blink of an eye the meteor tore through the sky, the long blue tail cut through the clouds and mist, and quickly smashed towards the foot of Guiyun City.

At this moment, Lu Xun was slowly driving the flying gourd to the foot of Guiyun City.

Suddenly, a scorching air rushed to his face, and Lu Xun couldn't even move.

Click!

The crisp cracking sound exploded, and the front end of the gourd under him was smashed to pieces, Lu Xun didn't even have time to be stunned for a moment, and the sky spun in an instant, and he went headlong to the ground.

The terrifying air flow at the tail of the meteor was like a whip, which fiercely pulled Lu Xun out of the air, and the force was so great that Lu Xun landed like a wrecked spaceship, and a long ravine was directly drawn on the ground at the foot of the mountain. Lu Xun lay in the ravine, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The monks who passed by around were all stunned, staring straight at the foot of the mountain.

"I read that right, it was a meteor!"

"Hehe, isn't it a broom star!"

"Looks like an unlucky ghost has been swept away!"

"Oh, don't you lie down somewhere!"

"I guess it's over!"

Sweeping to the tail of the meteor, the monks passing by shook their heads. For those who are not high in cultivation, let the meteor come like this, the chance of surviving is too small.

The most bizarre death method of the year, without suspense, was swept to death by a meteor tail.

However, just as the monk was passing by and regretting it, Lu Xun, who had fallen into the pit, suddenly jumped up with a carp.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

The eyes of the monks passing by in the sky almost didn't pop out, and the rookie monk who couldn't even fly with the sword swept to the tail of the meteor and didn't die!!

Oh, this is an illusion!

No matter how the heavenly monk hypnotized himself, Lu Xun's situation was very bad, he felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and it hurt everywhere.

Howling miserably like a wolf for a moment, Lu Xun suddenly remembered that something swept him just now, and the flying gourd seemed to have been hit by something, and it seemed that he might have heard a 'click' at that time......

"My gourd!" Lu Xun screamed, his face pale.

Worried about his gourd, Lu Xun hurriedly looked around, not like an injured person at all.

Hallucinations, absolutely hallucinations!

The monks who passed by hypnotized themselves.

Soon, Lu Xun found his flying gourd, as well as the palm-sized meteorite that hit the gourd, all lying in the pit. However, the head of the flying gourd is gone, only the back half is left, and the charred fragments are emitting green smoke, if there is one word to describe this tragedy, it is very appropriate.

Lu Xun's face turned pale and pale, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely. Suddenly, he turned and walked towards the meteorite, and when he came to the crater, he raised his foot and slashed it off.

"Nima, six second-grade spars, gone, just gone!"

"You pay me the spars, you pay my spars!"

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