The mountains and rivers were repeated one after another, and not long after passing the boundary monument, I felt that the surrounding scenery was much brighter, and I looked behind me suspiciously, perhaps it was just the widening of the field of vision that gave me an illusion.

I thought that after stepping through the boundary monument, I would be able to see Ninghai City, which made Master worried, but everything still looked the same, not much different from the Cangle Wilderness that I had walked through at the beginning.

On the vast plains, you can still vaguely hear the murmuring of flowing water, and the chirping of insects in the grass one after another, which makes the boring journey more interesting, and the yellow-headed birds and flocks of green feathers sometimes fly and sometimes fall, arousing the hidden vitality of the whole land.

Walking, walking, walking, as if I was in the yin and yang balloons in the fan again, the scenery of the cycle is endless, so that my patience as a child is about to touch the bottom.

Suddenly, there was a sound of gold and stone grinding from an unknown direction, accompanied by the shaking of chains and the wheezing of saws.

I looked around vigilantly, and Master slowed down in front of me, his body tensing slightly, no longer as casual as usual.

I walked a few steps quickly and asked softly, "Master, is there anyone nearby, a cultivator from Ninghai City?" ”

The master cautiously took a breath and looked around with an unknown spell, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "It turned out to be him. ”

I wondered, "Who?" Your old friend again? ”

Master ignored me and walked forward as usual.

As far as the eye can see, the grass and trees are low, and if there is a trace of a living being, you should always be able to see it at a glance. I followed Master, curious to see what it was making the noise.

The sound of the water gradually faded away, but the sound of the rubbing of the gold and stone did not change with my approach or distance, as if it was always at a constant distance from me, not big or small, clear and faint.

I looked aimlessly, and this tepid feeling made me feel impetuous.

Before I could have a seizure, I casually glanced at it, and I saw a slender old man covered in mud and more casual than the master when I first met him, dragging a huge sword and bowing his head forward.

On his wrist, a blue-black shackle was connected to the head of the giant sword by a thick iron chain.

How to describe the sword?

The hilt of the sword, which I could hold with at least two hands, was covered with wet mud with rough rattan wrapped around the stem. The sword lattice protrudes from the front of the stem, and the entire arc has an indescribable beauty, which is naturally outlined with the sharp blade.

The whole big sword seemed to be made of stone, with a dull blue and black, without any patterns, and it was also very suitable for the old man who was like the primitive man.

The master stopped, obviously seeing him as well, and bowed his hand slightly to the old man, "This Taoist friend, the poor Taoist is Yi Mingzi, the elder of the Taiqing Palace in Zhongzhou, and he has met many times when he has passed by here, and he dares to ask Daoyou which mountain sect cultivator is it?" ”

The master who has always been casual and uninhibited would be so kind, and I wondered if this beggar-like old man in front of me would be a strong cultivator like the master.

Hot water will make a clattering sound when poured on the cold iron plate, and will the hot face stick to the cold buttocks? Probably not.

The old man didn't even lift his head, and dragged the greatsword with the same difficulty as before, and it seemed that the weight of the sword was not light.

The sound of gold and stone rubbing echoed in the air, and no one had heard a word for a long time.

As a little expert in relieving embarrassment, I stood up and shouted, "Old man, shouldn't you wash that dress?" ”

Master glared back at me and motioned for me to be silent.

The face hidden under the old man's fangs and claws was not real, and when he heard my voice, his footsteps paused, as if he was looking at me, but the next step was to repeat the previous action and move forward slowly.

I was standing side by side with Master, and I wanted to relieve my embarrassment again, but before I could open my mouth, Master pulled me back.

Seeing the old man's back in the distance, his figure was like an old turtle, slow and steady.

In an instant, the old man dissipated, as suddenly as he appeared, which made me feel a little inexplicable.

I asked Master, "Who is this person, who doesn't seem to be very smart?" ”

Master's reaction also made me feel inexplicable, he first pondered for a while, then glared at me, and then looked a little serious, and said, "Don't be rude, I understand, this senior is not a real person. ”

My palm-sized face showed great puzzlement, and I thought, "That old man's embarrassment is similar to the previous master, forget it, could it be that the master is stunned this time like in Beishan?" ”

The more I thought about it, the more I felt so, and I looked at Master sympathetically with a look of enlightenment.

"What kind of expression do you have, you open your mouth and stare at the ground, and you don't look very smart." Master glanced at me with disgust, and then continued, "Fang Cai's predecessor should be a memory of this space, I don't know how long ago the image. ”

"Huh?" Hearing Master's strange words sparked my curiosity, "Space and memory?" ”

Master looked up at the emptiness in front of him and pondered, "The years of that old man's existence are not easy to trace, he is most likely a cultivator who has cultivated to a very powerful level, or has made immortal achievements, so that he has affected this time and space, so as to be remembered. ”

Master's words make me yearn for it, how powerful an existence can be remembered by a space, I learn from Master's example, with reverence, thinking, and distraction.

After stopping for a long time, the image of the old man did not appear again, and we did not continue to wait, and walked towards Ninghai City in the direction that the master was familiar with.

Since I passed the Shaking Mountain Sect, the roads I have traveled since then seem to have disappeared from spring, autumn, winter and summer.

It was supposed to be the autumn of the dead leaves with the grass and trees in my impression, but the budding flowers at my feet told me that this was not the case.

I also asked Master why there are no four distinct seasons like Beishan here, but Master said that this is only the tip of the iceberg after stepping into the Ninghai realm.

This made me more curious about the so-called true cultivation realm in Master's mouth, and my pace gradually quickened a lot, urging in front of Master several times, and finally dispelled my restlessness with Master's sentence "If you know how to go, then you can lead the way".

What kind of life is it that makes Master so worried about the reaction that I may have after seeing it? I can only keep it in my heart for the time being.

The endless plain gradually came to an end, and a wide avenue appeared before my eyes, leading to the sky.

It is said that it is a road, but because there is a lake on each side, the land sandwiched between them becomes a passage for people to enter and exit Ninghai City.

It is said that it is a lake, but neither of the two inlets knows where it is longitudinal and horizontal, how far and how deep it is.

At the junction of the road and the lake, stones of different colors are piled up on both sides, forming a simple dividing line. The smooth pavement is scattered with smooth stone slabs, also of different colors.

Perhaps because of the great moisture of the two lakes, the dew drops hanging from the scattered grasses were dripping with the rhizomes in the soil beneath them.

Without waiting for Master to stop and chatter, I couldn't wait to step onto this wide avenue and run forward step by step.

A magnificent building hidden in the depths of the "sky" is gradually revealed.