After wandering for several days, Mu Ziyun finally determined his location, and once again sought the guidance of "Blowing Records" to come to the Quan Dynasty. Mu Ziyun quietly condensed the fire qi and made it infiltrate the shore, condensing more than a thousand fire talismans, and then he fell to the shore, stepping on the seawater, stepping on the soil with one foot, and in an instant, he appeared in another sea area.

But ten breaths later, a purple thunder slashed from the sky, and he used his connection with the soul fire in the fire talisman to quickly lock the direction, and then with the help of the "thunder net", he moved at lightning speed, and one of the ways to break through the space technique may be the ultimate speed.

Mu Ziyun stepped into the coast again, and then was transferred elsewhere again, for more than an hour, Mu Ziyun's body left countless phantoms on the coastline, that was the result of him running back again and again, and appearing again and again, after a long time, Mu Ziyun didn't know where he was, only the location of the fire talisman was remembered in his heart, he rushed desperately, kept rushing, the scenery around him seemed to be a passing year, he was challenging his own limit, and at the same time challenging the other party's limit.

Tens of thousands of times have not stopped, and in the sea outside the Quan Dynasty, the entire sky is purple and blue.

"Go on, come on!" Mu Ziyun's body was almost no different from the thunder light, Xu had reached his limit, a feeling of tiredness invaded his brain, and his arms and legs were so sore that he closed his eyes in the rush.

But in an instant, he opened his eyes again, it was a moonlight, and the cool breeze blowing in through the crack in the window, like peach blossoms falling on Mu Ziyun's cheeks, he was lying on the ground, the bed next to him was a layer of hard wood with a thin layer of mattress, Mu Ziyun looked at the beam of the house in distraction, and always felt that this place was very familiar, it should not be a thing of nothingness in a dream, as if....

He raised his arm, "Hiss..." His hand and thigh were very sore, this feeling had not appeared on him for a long time, this was not the pain of injury, but the soreness after practicing martial arts as a child.

"Hey, really, I still can't win against him, how can there be such an existence as Laipi as the Space Technique."

After lying down for a long time, he didn't "wake up", Mu Ziyun was a little distressed, he should have fallen into the sea, and this dream, the more he stayed, the more it felt real.

Suddenly, a fire bead flew to his side, Mu Ziyun only glanced at it, and he thought it was interesting, because the color of the fire bead was light yellow, in fact, it was the color of the fire bead a long time ago, and that light color represented that the power of the fire bead was very weak, and because of the dream, Mu Ziyun couldn't perceive the soul in it, not that the fire bead didn't have it, but that his body didn't have such an ability.

After lying down for a long time, he still didn't "wake up", Mu Ziyun had to get up with difficulty, the feeling of soreness was really realistic, he came to the bedside, put down his legs, there were three white feathers scattered on the ground, and his legs seemed to be a lot shorter, and he lost a lot of weight.

He was stunned, very distracted, and didn't know what to do, but the fire bead was like crazy, and it finally smelled the difference in "Mu Ziyun" at this moment, as if it wanted to communicate with Mu Ziyun's soul, but it never got a response, it could only keep hitting Mu Ziyun's heart.

"It's ..... I'm in Aoyama Peak's... Room, right?" Mu Ziyun finally remembered this place, stood up tremblingly as he propped up the bed, sighed, and said, "The pain in the dream is too real." He held things all the way to the door, the full moon was in the sky outside, and the courtyard was empty, "Forehead ....." Mu Ziyun sighed at the reality of this dream, every inch of the scenery of Qingshan Peak was so realistic, suddenly, he was stunned, no, it shouldn't be so real, and at this time there seemed to be a picture constantly flashing in his mind, or a memory, he should remember something, but he couldn't remember, and he didn't blame him, because he really didn't have this memory, and because this memory was "happening".

The madness of the fire bead aroused Mu Ziyun's suspicions, and he tried to release some flames, but found that the flames were also very low-level, not only had no soul, but were in the initial stage, and the plasticity was so bad that it was hopeless compared to reality.

The fire beads began to attack Mu Ziyun's thighs and arms, Mu Ziyun screamed in pain, and rolled in the courtyard, at this time, a disciple who had been sitting at the gate and dozing off, poked his head in, saw this scene, and shouted, "Mu Ziyun, you don't play tricks, Master Zheng

Anyway, before the battle, you weren't allowed to take half a step out of the room, and you weren't allowed to use your abilities again, if you let me see you playing with fire again, I'll report it!"

"Lianzhuang Battle?" Mu Ziyun stopped, "Oh———— I dreamed of the past, I was ..... before the Lianzhuang battle Oh, I remember, when they wronged me and killed my fellow disciples, Zhang Kui (the head of the Earth Gate) and Chong Lun (Elder Yumen) almost killed me, it was the master who saved me, and then I was in the room, trying to break through to Yan Xiu Dacheng, hehe, I remember that I failed to do anything, but I still slept and had a few dreams, and as soon as I woke up in the morning... Only... There's everything..."

Mu Ziyun was stunned, his mind was "fierce battle", he looked at the fire beads, at Qingshan Peak, at his current fifteen or sixteen-year-old body, and suddenly, he exclaimed loudly: "Damn!"

He sat up, trembling with excitement: "Space! Time! Space! Time! Space...... If that guy opens up the space of the past and the space of the future, or swaps it up, isn't that ...... Time travel!" His voice was shrill with excitement.

And the disciple at the door shouted again, "Mu Ziyun, what are you doing, go back!"

"I slept back then, I had everything, and the fire beads were..." Mu Ziyun immediately grabbed the fire beads, thinking together, although it was difficult, he still squeezed out a little essence from his heart, which was the consciousness that Mu Ziyun at that age should not have, and the fire beads really devoured the fire energy excitedly, turning orange, and what surrounded him was no longer flames but fire, which was the same as the changes in the fire beads he found when he woke up.

It's true! If this is not a dream, then Quan Tianqi's space technique has a special reaction with Mu Ziyun's speed of thunder and lightning under the yin and yang, and the exchange of space suddenly messes up time, but it is not that Mu Ziyun's whole person has crossed over, but through his consciousness.

That means, he's back!

"Ahhh Master! Big sister! Huzi!"

Suddenly, he bumped into a person, it was Zhang Kui, he really saw Zhang Kui....

"Master Zhang!" Mu Ziyun directly hugged Zhang Kui's thigh, and shouted bitterly, "Quick, call them to see me!"

Zhang Kui was stunned, he had never seen Mu Ziyun like this, his face suddenly darkened, and he scolded, "What kind of girl, what are you crying about?" Kicked him out.

Mu Ziyun hurriedly shouted, "I can't explain it to you for a while, you can call everyone quickly!"

"Hehe" Zhang Kui sneered, "No need to explain, kill my disciple, if it weren't for Li Zi to protect you, what about genius, Lao Tzu abolished you!"

"You're a mother's elm head!" Mu Ziyun was anxious, "I'm going to let you call them all over!"

"What did you say?" Zhang Kui was furious, but he still didn't make a move, Mu Ziyun was a genius that Qingshan Peak had encountered in a thousand years, and he was reluctant to really abolish him, "You two, catch him back, before dawn, he has been guarding the door!"

The two disciples of the Dimen Southern Sect immediately went over and picked up Mu Ziyun, and then walked back, Mu Ziyun snorted and cried, and scolded Zhang Kui, from the ancestors to the descendants, Zhang Kui's face became darker and darker.

And when Mu Ziyun walked away, a woman came to Zhang Kui's side, Zhang Kui saw it, and said unhappily, "You are a disciple of the Fa Sect, what are you doing here."

"Disciple Feng Jing."

"I know."

"I... It seems that my disciple heard my brother call me just now..."

"No, go back, Hugh is going to be wandering around!"

"Uh... Yes..."

Thrown back into the courtyard, Mu Ziyun kept shouting their names, but there was no response, the two disciples outside the door thought Mu Ziyun was crazy, and after a long time, Mu Ziyun grabbed the door frame, carefully like touching a baby, his voice

Zi was already dumb, he only felt sad and absurd, suddenly, he begged the two disciples, hoping that they could give him some corn wine, which was the wine of his hometown, and he wanted to taste it again in his dreams.

[In view of the general environment,

The two disciples really brought him wine, and he sipped it with tears in his eyes, but he was reluctant to finish it.

Lying in the courtyard, late at night, suddenly, he finally thought that if he let his body recover three points, wouldn't he be able to rush out directly?

He immediately rushed back to the room, directly stripped off all his clothes, and lifted all restraints, his body was still fifteen or sixteen years old, but his attainments in physical arts and martial arts were already at the peak, he closed his eyes and meditated, began to operate the martial qi in his body, and slid past the gods and demons pills, but he didn't choose to wake them up, he only needed to recover his body now.

The three white feathers slowly floated in the air, and Mu Ziyun's body also began to break through Yan Xiu's confinement, but he was still his past self, although he succeeded, it still took three hours, which was already a miracle for others.

He landed on the ground and changed into a new outfit, but just as he was about to rush out the door, his head began to get dizzy, and he suddenly realized that he might have to "go back". And the process is extremely fast, his connection with this body is being quickly severed, and it is impossible to run, he turned his head and walked to the bed with a sad face, once it is, he wants to try the taste of sleeping in "home" again.

He lay down, the morning light was a little dazzling, his brain was like being wrapped in a bag, he was very dizzy, he didn't blink until the scenery in front of him was clear... At that time, Mu Ziyun, who was many years ago, woke up.

(Nan Jue's words: When writing the fifty-seventh chapter of the first volume, Nan Jue left this riddle, and he had already thought of the riddle, but he didn't expect that Nan Jue was the same as Mu Ziyun, after six years, he finally wrote, it turned out that the realization of an idea was so long and so reluctant.) ）