"Where is this .....?"

He slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of sunlight directly stung his eyes, and he had to squint.

The blue sky and white clouds, the crisp sound of birds chirping, and the scent of flowers came into his nose.

Wen Qingye found that his body couldn't move at all, and when he looked at his physical condition, he found that his body was like he had just experienced a flash flood and tsunami, and there were broken walls and ruins everywhere.

"Let's take care of the injuries first"

Wen Qingye thought of this, and the longevity recipe began to move, and then the faint vitality in his body began to flow along the meridians in his body.

The power of the Law of Immortality also became more active, repairing the injuries in his body.

A day and a night passed, and Wen Qingye felt that the injuries in his body had healed a lot, and he could vaguely stand up.

Then, with difficulty, he stood up and slowly stood up.

Surrounded by a verdant meadow, wildflowers bloom all over the surrounding area for dozens of miles, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers and countless colorful butterflies.

Wen Qingye had some doubts between his eyebrows, and said, "Is this?"

He thought of the last scene in his mind, when he fell, was this what was under the sky? Is this still in the secret realm?

Wen Qingye's mind was full of doubts, and then he walked slowly forward, his eyes constantly looking around, and his bright eyes carried a hint of vigilance.

The surroundings are like a paradise, with white clouds studded in the blue sky, and a breeze blows through with the fragrance of wildflowers.

Faintly, green mountains stood in the distance, plunging into the sky.

Colorful butterflies flutter their beautiful wings, fluttering, and flying into the distance.

Wen Qingye looked at those free butterflies, and couldn't help but take a step forward and follow.

The butterflies flew out of the meadow in less than a moment, through a small forest, and into the depths of the forest, as if they were about to fly to a place with a purpose.

And in the depths of the small forest, Wen Qingye saw an open place, and in that open place sat several wooden houses, and a fence was enclosed around the wooden houses.

Wen Qingye slowly walked towards the cabins, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

And just as Wen Qingye walked towards the wooden house, a figure in the distance seemed to be ethereal, as if hazy, and walked towards the wooden house.

It's a young man.

But I don't know why, as if the young man, the wooden house and Wen Qingye are two worlds.

The young man slowly knocked on the wooden door, looking a little anxious.

Then, the wooden door opened, and I saw a woman in the prime of her life, with willow eyebrows, melon seed face, and fair skin that could be broken by her fingers.

When the young man saw the girl's beautiful face, he was stunned for a moment, and then he settled down and asked, "Girl, passing by your land, can you ask for a sip of water?"

The girl looked at the young man's gaffe, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle: "Childe come in"

Wen Qingye watched the two walk in, puzzled and puzzled, and then saw the fiery peach trees through the cracks in the wooden door.

The peach trees were dazzling, adding a bit of beauty and vitality, and the scorching, snow-like flowers were blooming, exuding bursts of fragrance, swaying in the wind.

Wen Qingye couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.

The girl poured a bowl of water for the young man and looked at him with a grin.

After drinking a bowl of water, the man wiped the corners of his mouth with his shirt, raised his head, and found that the girl was standing under the peach tree and looking at him with a smile, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Many... Thank you, girl."

After a long time, the man slowly came back to his senses, and some reluctantly handed the stone bowl to the girl, who was also jade-faced and shy, with a hint of shame.

Wen Qingye looked at the scene, his brows condensed slightly.

Wow!

I saw that the picture in front of me changed suddenly, like a pebble thrown on the water, and the whole scene rippled in circles.

This moving, confusing ripple seems to have rippled for many years.

When Wen Qingye woke up, he saw that there were still a few stone houses in front of him, still the same birds and flowers, and the blue sky.

Spring goes to autumn, the red dust changes, and I don't know how many years have passed.

A middle-aged man came from a distance, looked at it for a moment, and then slowly walked to the front of the wooden house.

However, the wooden door was tightly closed, but through the cracks in the wooden door, you could still see the scorching peach blossoms, as if smiling in the wind.

But the touching girl is gone, as if from the rippling spring breeze, you can still see the soft smiling face and figure, more delicate than the peach blossom.

Time has changed for a hundred years, and in a hurry, he is still there, but she is gone.

The man sighed in a low voice: "The human face does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze"

The faint and distant sound reached the sky, as if it made people's hearts tremble.

From the outline, it can be seen that the middle-aged man is the young man, but the passage of time has made his appearance change greatly.

The years are long, ruthless and unrighteous.

When Wen Qingye saw this, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and seemed to say to himself: "Is this still a secret realm? Why are illusory things so real?"

The peach blossoms are smiling in the spring breeze, it is difficult to find, where to stay together?

Wen Qingye's eyes lit up suddenly, as if he had thought of something.

"Okay, what a Qingzhi Demon Monarch, he actually laid out a great array of moods" Wen Qingye looked at the sky and laughed violently.

Everything has been pierced by him, this is still the bottom of the canyon, but it is a great array of moods, maybe this is the last level.

Everything, at the sound of laughter in Wen Qingye, all turned into nothingness.

"I don't know who you are, I don't want to know who you are, anyway, you've got the last treasure I left behind."

Qingzhi Demon Monarch's voice resounded in Wen Qingye's ears, and following the voice, he saw a figure in Tsing Yi appear in front of Wen Qingye.

Layers of clouds and smoke floated around the person, and it was dim that it was impossible to see the person's face.

The phantom of Qingzhi Demon Monarch looked at Wen Qingye and said with some melancholy: " This treasure is the supreme thing of my dragon clan, get it, it may be a great opportunity for you, it may also make you doomed, I also got it by accident back then, and I was injured on it, when I was on the verge of death, I laid down this secret realm and countless formations around, the most important thing is to wait for the arrival of the destined person, now that you are here, the formation of this formation will be given to you, whether it is life or death, look at your creation, dust to dust, earth to earth, and I should be silent"