Three months later, many monks gathered near the sea eye somewhere in the Yudong sea area.
For the past 100 days, after constant deductions by everyone, the location of the medieval secret realm was finally locked.
At this time, Lei Jing led nine dragon people to come, ready to set up an array to urge the tracing dragon plate.
The ten dragon clan people stood in a circle and cast spells at the same time, and the air in the formation suddenly rippled, and the sea sometimes set off wild waves high on the hills, and sometimes it was as calm as stagnant water, the sky was thundering, and the clouds were changing rapidly.
After a while, a blue light shot straight into the sky, the sky and the earth reversed in the formation, and the sun, moon and stars fell.
People couldn't help but be fascinated by this wonder, and suddenly heard Lei Jing say: "There is only ten breaths, hurry in!"
The ten monks escaped into the blue light one by one, Jing Yue turned back subconsciously before entering the secret realm, and saw that Lei Jing's face, which was not disturbed by time, had become haggard and slack, and his hair was pale and dry.
Long Zu, completely old.
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On the ancient and dark stone path, the monks were carefully exploring the path.
The monks who entered the secret realm of the Middle Ages this time have a total of five returning to the virtual world and five Dongtians. Four of them have entered the upper realm. Only Jingyue has the lowest cultivation base, but he has a special status and no one dares to fight him. .
Not long after the ten people entered the secret realm, they found that the secret realm had undergone a subtle change - it seemed that everything they saw became more outdated, and even the air was a bit stagnant.
Obviously, the function of the tracing dragon plate has been lost, and time has returned to its original flow rate.
Although Jingyue had been here in the previous life, after 10,000 years of changes, he did not know what had changed in the secret realm of the Middle Ages, and he took every step very cautiously.
Because here is the relic of the battlefield between the gods and demons, until the Middle Ages reappeared in the world, and there were crises lurking everywhere.
Collapsed buildings and towering stone piles can occasionally be seen in the secret realm. There is no sun, moon, or starlight here, and the sky is only a depressing dark purple.
Like the previous life, there was no danger here at first, they were just on the periphery of the ruins.
But not long after walking, Lan Feng in Jing Yue's arms suddenly became restless and wanted to drill out.
Jingyue: "Don't make trouble, it's very dangerous here, just stay with me."
Lan Feng: "Jingjing! There is something in front, which is very important to Jiji!"
Jing Yue was stunned for a moment, since he raised Jiji, Jiji has never said similar words or expressed similar desires. But on second thought, this is the secret realm of the Middle Ages. Perhaps there is indeed an inheritance left by the Lanfeng family, or something that can be absorbed by Lanfeng.
He was refreshed, "Can you be sure which direction it is?"
Lan Feng: "It's in front, very front."
Seeing that Jiji couldn't say why, Jingyue had to move on.
"Jiji, we've been moving forward. If you sense a deviation in orientation, let me know immediately."
The secret realm of the Middle Ages is very large, and opportunities may appear at any time. Jing Yue and others have no clear guidance, and there is no set direction.
Gradually, the piles of stones gradually decreased, but the number of broken walls increased.
But they didn't go far, but there was no way, they had come to an open cliff.
Below the cliff is an abyss, but there are dozens of unknown purple flower species on the edge of the cliff. The petals of each purple flower are about a foot wide. From a distance, it looks like a flower on the other side of the Styx.
Jingyue had been here last time, and he knew that the purple flower was actually a step across the abyss - as long as you stood on the first purple flower, a new purple flower would be born out of thin air, one step at a time, to the other side.
However, he always felt that it was not so simple, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't think of anything, and his memory seemed to be covered with fog.
But in any case, stepping on the purple flower is definitely the right choice, Jing Yue glanced at Qin Yanzhi and took the lead.
The next moment, he suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and when he regained clarity, he was already in a dark forest.
where is this...
He felt extremely weak, and all the power flowed like a flood that had been opened. In a short period of time, he was reduced to a mortal, and he couldn't even sense Lanfeng's breath.
Yes! Jingyue suddenly recalled that Zihua was called Wangchenhua. The last time he stepped on Zihua, his consciousness entered an illusion, but when he woke up, everything in the illusion was forgotten. At that time, all of them thought about it. I can't remember what I've been through.
To put it simply, every time he walked out of the illusion, the memory brought to him by the forgetting dust flower before vanished.
There is only his consciousness here, what form the illusion wants him to appear in, what he is like.
But at this moment, it may be the second time he has come, and the memories from the last illusion have recovered one by one - nothing special, he just saw a drop of water falling, and an unfamiliar voice in his ear told him that this water is ten thousand The source of water, since then, he has been in meditation.
From start to finish, there was no danger.
But I don't know what will happen to him this time
"Boom—"
The thunder exploded, and it suddenly poured rain in the dark sky.
The rain poured down on Jingyue from the cracks in the treetops, and it quickly drenched him into a chicken.
It was very cold, and without the support of spiritual power, Jingyue felt the natural temperature as a mortal for a long time.
Suddenly, he heard a baby's cry from a distance, which was especially weird on such a rainy night.
But whether it was danger or anything else, it was the only clue he had at the moment. Jingyue immediately rushed to the place where the sound came from, but he seemed to have encountered a ghost hitting the wall, and he couldn't find the correct position, and the cry changed. To be far and near.
He had no spiritual power, but he still had experience. Under the heavy rain, Jingyue picked up a few wet branches and made a simple deduction. The branches would automatically point to the east without wind.
Jingyue went all the way to the east, and the vision around him gradually broadened. Soon, he found a baby lying in the swaddling clothes behind a certain rock.
For some reason, Jing Yue felt close to the baby when he saw the baby, and even downplayed his original vigilance.
He quickly stepped forward and picked up the baby. The outer swaddle was soaked, and the baby's face was soaked with rain. At this time, he was staring straight at him with a pair of big, clean eyes.
Seeing that the baby was born nicely and has a kind face, Jing Yue felt a softness in his heart for no reason. Even though he knew it was in an illusion, he couldn't help but say, "Why is the little thing here alone?"
The baby stopped crying and smiled at Jing Yue.
Jing Yue was also amused, "Aren't you uncomfortable? Are you still laughing?"
He wanted to take the baby and find a dry place to hide from the rain, but the howl of a beast came from the forest again.
According to experience, there should be a group of nine-star wolves nearby. Although this beast is only second-order, it is extremely fast and knows how to use tactics. With his current mortal body, it is difficult to deal with, not to mention he has a child.
Jing Yue frowned slightly, but he felt a hand hit his chin with a light force, like a cat's paw scratching it.
When he bowed his head, it turned out that the baby broke free from the swaddling clothes at some point, and the lotus-like arms fluttered in the air.
Jing Yue quickly grabbed his arm, thinking to himself, if he didn't have him, he wouldn't know if this baby would be taken by the beast
With this thought all his life, he suddenly froze, and a cold air quickly spread from his spine, making his brain aching from the cold.
Nine-star wolf, heavy rain, baby...
Jing Yue abruptly pulled open the swaddle that was half-wrapped around the baby, and saw a dark red birthmark on the lower left chest, the birthmark was only an inch long, but it looked like a sword.
Jing Yue was shocked, this birthmark was exactly the same as Yi Wang's!
He will never forget that when he brought Yiwang back to his sect, Yiwang told him in a calm voice that he was abandoned in the mountains and forests when he was a baby, and he met the Nine Star Wolf. Dewclaws ruined the face.
And Yi Wang also mentioned that it rained a lot that night.
Of course, it was the baby's forgetfulness that was impossible to remember, all of which were revealed by the person who picked him up later.
No wonder! No wonder he was inexplicably close when he saw the baby, Jing Yue couldn't help shaking his hands slightly, and said softly, "Is that you?"
Immediately, his tone became firm, "It's you."
Jingyue didn't understand how the illusion created by Wangchen Hua could make him experience a forgotten past, and he didn't know what the illusion wanted him to do, but he knew very well what he wanted to do.
- He wants to save Yi Wang.
Even if it is an illusion, he wants to forget about his health and never suffer.
The nine-star wolf seemed to smell the smell of strangers, and the howls got closer and closer.
Jing Yue looked around quickly, picked up the baby and rushed into the forest. He remembered seeing a big tree with a hole in the trunk when he came.
Not long after he found the tree, he wrapped Yiwang and put it in the hole, then picked up a few stones, tore off a few vines, and ran in the direction of the Nine Star Wolf without looking back.
He must lead those beasts away, at least let them have no chance to hurt Yi Wang tonight, maybe tomorrow, everything will change.
In the dark forest, the eyes of the nine-star wolf were like dark lights, and Jing Yue quickly met them.
The head wolf stepped forward, and the wolves scattered around him. The illusion did not take away Jingyue's five senses. He could clearly see the nine star-like lines on the head wolf's back, as well as its wrinkled nose. and cracked teeth.
There was a bellowing roar like a demonstration by an alpha wolf, and Jing Yue judged that he could not escape intact, and he did not want to be the ration of the beast, even if it was just a little bit of flesh and blood.
So, he made the next bold decision.
Just as the alpha wolf pounced on him, Jing Yue jumped up with a thick branch that stretched out horizontally, jumped over the wolves in one fell swoop, and quickly ran up the mountain.
The wolves were enraged by him, howling and chasing after him, Jingyue ran like a gale, the rain slapped his face, and the branches in the forest cut through his robe and scratched his cheeks, but he didn't stop. Just head rushing to the cliff.
Several times, he could even feel that the wolves were chasing after his feet, and as long as he took a breath, he would be torn off a piece of flesh by the nine-star wolf.
But he has always been very calm. For him, these beasts are only second-order, and they can only show their prestige in the illusion.
Seeing that the wolves were unable to catch up with Jingyue for a long time, they gradually dispersed, trying to surround him from all sides.
But Jing Yue had long been concerned about it. He seemed to be running around indiscriminately, but his route always gave him the best cover, so he repeatedly escaped from the flanking of the wolves.
Finally, he came to the edge of the cliff.
Jing Yue observed the terrain from the corner of his eye, but his speed did not slow down, and the wolves behind him naturally pursued habitually.
When he reached the edge of the cliff, Jing Yue suddenly stopped, turned around and shot the stone he was hiding in his arms at the head wolf.
The alpha wolf was in pain and became furious. The wolves swarmed up and rushed towards him!
After that, Jingyue leaned back and fell directly from the cliff. The alpha wolf couldn't hold back, and he fell with several nine-star wolves together!
Of course, Jingyue would not be so foolish as to seek his own death. At this time, he tightly clasped the raised stone on one side of the cliff with both hands, with vines wrapped around his waist, and the other end of the vine was hanging around a big tree on the cliff.
He had already judged based on the terrain that the outside of the cliff would not be smooth, so he decided to take a gamble. Even if he lost, there were vines as the last guarantee.
Obviously, he was right.
The roar of the wolves came from the cliff, eager and sad.
The wolves lost their leader and no longer had the mind to hunt down their prey. They lingered on the cliff for a while and then gradually left.
Jing Yue knew the habits of the nine-star wolves, and knew that they would return to their lair and decide new alpha wolves by fighting, but they would not appear again tonight.
After waiting for a while, he climbed back to the cliff again, lying on his back on the ground as if he was out of strength, panting, and the thunder in the sky had disappeared, and the rain became gentle.
When Jingyue returned to the tree hole again, he didn't hear the baby's cry. He was nervous and ran to the tree hole in a hurry, only to see the baby lying still inside.
Jingyue breathed a sigh of relief and took the baby out. The other party's dark eyes were still covered with a layer of water mist, and there were still tears in the corners of his eyes, but when he saw him at this time, he "giggled" again.
The baby laughed as if he knew that he shouldn't cry loudly to attract danger, and he knew that the danger was far away now.
Jing Yue stretched out his hand and poked at his tender face, and then he was stunned for a moment. He didn't know when his finger was cut, leaving a blood mark on the baby's face.
At this moment, there was another whirlwind - he returned to reality.
Not far ahead, a purple flower slowly emerged in the void, as if it were blooming in the Nether.
Jing Yue looked around subconsciously, everyone was standing on a Wangchen flower, they were motionless, as if they were in meditation.
Jing Yue looked back and recalled what had just happened.
Different from the previous life, this time, he remembered all the things in the illusion clearly.
Is that really just a fantasy? Or in the past? Or is it a projection of the local world? Jing Yue didn't understand, and finally shook his head.
When he was about to step on the second flower, he suddenly stopped.
He remembered where the goodness of the baby's face came from. Although the facial features were still immature, there was still some shadow of Qin Yanzhi.
The guesses from many years ago came to mind again, Jingyue looked at Qin Yanzhi not far away in a complicated way, then lowered his eyes slightly, and stepped onto Wangchenhua.
This time, he appeared in a noisy town.
Surrounded by pedestrians, as well as hawkers carrying poles, everything seemed to be no different from other towns, until Jingyue saw an ancient banyan tree in front of him with its neck crooked.
The tree was huge, with dense whiskers hanging down on the ground like an old man's beard. There is also a red silk hanging on the canopy of the tree, and the ribbon dances with the breeze, injecting an alternative vitality into the scene in front of you.
Jingyue remembers this place and will never forget it.
More than 10,000 years ago, he was under this tree and took away the forgetfulness of his childhood.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise in front of him, and a group of children chased a small beggar and ran under a tree.
When the beggar accidentally fell, the children immediately surrounded him, but before they could punch, a young man in a Taoist robe squeezed in among them and protected the beggar in his arms.
When the children saw that an adult came out to stop them, they immediately dispersed, laughing and running away.
Jing Yue looked down at the man in his arms, but he could only see the top of his dark hair, covered with dust and hay.
He could feel that the other party was very thin, and the shoulder bone in his chest made him feel a slight pain.
Jing Yue's heart was aching. When he found Yi Wang, he had already been beaten by the group of children until he fainted. There was blood on his scarred face. Full of indifference and vigilance.
But at this moment, the other party just lowered his head and even leaned against him lightly, seeming to trust him
Jing Yue took a deep breath and raised the little beggar's face.
Immediately, he saw a dirty but familiar silhouette, exactly like the little Qin Yanzhi on Feihua Mountain.
It was a bit of a surprise that the heart that had been hanging on for so many years finally came to fruition, but after all, it was expected.
- Qin Yanzhi is a forget. Although he had already guessed, there were a lot of doubts. On the day when there was no real confirmation, he could be regarded as non-existent, and Qin Yanzhi could be regarded as another person completely.
But now... how do they get along with each other? They are teachers and apprentices after all.
Even if the cultivator is not limited to the love between men and women, but the relationship between master and apprentice, no one cares
And until now, he didn't understand why he didn't have a master-disciple relationship with Qin Yanzhi? This is not at all reasonable.
But at the moment, he was not allowed to think too much, because the person in his arms fainted again, this time he was obviously hungry.
Jing Yue picked up Yi Wang by the waist, and his back gradually disappeared in the lively street market.