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In Longtan, Lin Yi's situation is the same as before. As someone could see, he's still alive!

However, Lin Yi was not ignorant of everything around him, just because he was tired and tired, he followed the dream to relax one by one!

In a deep and inexplicable dream, Lin Yi vaguely remembered everything that happened in Ziwei Wonderland, as well as the tragedy and ruthlessness of that bloody battle. The Demon Venerable was destroyed, the dragon was injured, and the deity exhausted the last trace of cultivation. In desperation, he was forced to use the primordial qi in the Heavenly Demon Enchantment. And the primordial qi must be blessed by Xuan Gong before it can be turned into the final mana. On the eve of life and death, he desperately damaged his heart veins and forcibly exerted his self-created magical powers, although he retreated from the enemy, it was difficult to support it.

When Lin Yi fainted, an old man and two middle-aged men suddenly appeared. He was not surprised, but secretly relieved. The other party is a dragon cultivator, and there should be no malicious intent......

After that, Lin Yi, who was in a trance, came to a strange place and was thrown into a deep pool with a thick cold air. In the meantime, he vaguely heard some people and things about the Dragon Ruins and the Nine Clans of the Divine Dragon......

Safe for a while, Lin Yi was immersed in the darkness and cold alone......

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly another person came to Longtan.

Lin Yi seemed to be aware, but he still didn't want to wake up, and regarded everything as a dream, just thinking about taking the opportunity to sleep well. At this time, his damaged heart veins had gradually improved, the lost cultivation was slowly recovering, and his limbs had become more and more tenacious and powerful......

“...... Heaven and earth are not rooted, the sun and the moon are not light, and they are gloomy. There is no ancestor and no ancestor, no gas and no image, no color and no name, no form and no clue, no sound and no sound, and chaos is too nothing. Mysterious and mysterious, it is called the cave ......"

In the midst of the confusion, there were runes pouring in from the depths of the divine consciousness. Lin Yi's mind was clear, and then he remembered a scripture he had gotten. With a little care, he wrote it down without much effort, and noticed a sentence at the end of the chapter: "...... Heaven and earth are six, the calamity is endless, and the right path is appropriate to help the people. Kui!"

There is no doubt that this "Cave Xuan Sutra" was created by Emperor Kui, the teacher of the Immortal Emperor. The "Cave True Sutra" is the foundation of the realm of Taoism. The "Cave Xuan Sutra" focuses on the improvement of cultivation.

The darkness is too dark and the chaos is too ......

This dark dragon pond is just like the nine abysses, and it is like chaos, just waiting to open the heavens and the earth, and the dragon will chant the nine heavens......

Unconsciously, Lin Yi slowly floated up. He was a little surprised, and couldn't help but look down. His physical body was still lying in the deep pool, and another person dozens of feet away was still practicing and cultivating......

After the merger, the physical body and the original spirit are indistinguishable from each other.

Is it a distraction, or is it a wisp of soul thought?

Lin Yi looked at himself. Without seeing the limbs and body, the whole person is a void, and the free and easy is so real!

Without time to think about it, Lin Yi suddenly floated out of the deep pool. He glanced at the lonely dragon ding, and in an instant it was already in the sky. Overlooking the canyon, turn your eyes around and look around. On a vast piece of land, you can see houses and grass huts, as well as faint cooking smoke......

The land of Dragon Ruins, which should be decadent and solemn, is more like a home away from the hustle and bustle because of the smell of fireworks!

The Nine Clans of the Divine Dragon have declined, and there is still a place to retreat and inhabit. And he is like duckweed, let the fatigue and loneliness grow and spread, and it is still difficult to find a place to stay. The only solace is to chew and reminisce about the past in a person's distant imagination......

With a thought in his mind, the vast star field suddenly came into view. The Outer Immortal Realm and the Inner Immortal Realm are all distinguishable one by one. In the distance, the starlight is lonely, isn't it the direction of home?

At this moment, the nebula sparkled, and a long-lost earth rushed to the face. Lin Yi was slightly stunned and looked back. The dragon ruins and the fairy realm were all left far behind.

In an instant, he has already crossed the star field?

Lin Yi looked back and looked down, and his heart was mixed.

Under the sky, the mountains and rivers seem familiar, but they are so unfamiliar. On a mountain col, between the withered trees, there are ruins and desolation!

It is clearly the western frontier of the Great Merchants, where the Xiaotianao is located, why did it become like this? I remember that when I left, I laid a formation for the mountain village to resist foreign aggression. And now there is no trace of the formation here, only a ruin remains.

I have made a promise to keep my homeland safe for a thousand years. How long has it been, and everything is gone......

Stunned for a moment, Lin Yi slowly fell from the sky. Around the valley, there were a few more gaps. Up and down the mountain, the eyes are full of withered yellow. It was late autumn, when the cold wind hit and the shrieks of jackdaws resounded in all directions......

Following a glimmer of memory, Lin Yi came to the entrance of the village back then. The old tree with its branches stretched out was gone, and half of the stone tablet fell aside, and the remaining handwriting on it looked like the word "garden".

At that time, the villagers of Xiaotianao, in order to remember the kindness of Lin Daxian, spontaneously set up a stone tablet under the big tree at the entrance of the village, and engraved two big characters on it, Lin Yuan......

In the past few hundred years, what has happened in Xiaotianao?

Lin Yi was stunned and turned to a hillside. For a moment, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Under the cover of barren grass, there is rubble and rubble, where is there still half of the Lin family's cemetery! And in the divine consciousness, the bones of father and mother and Cui'er ......

Lin Yi hurriedly fell, swept across the desolate hillside like the wind. But for a short time, he stood in a daze.

Mo said that none of the tombstones of his father and mother and Cui'er could be found, and the bones were gone......

Lin Yi stretched out his hand, trembling and pointing to the four directions, and said to himself: "Destroying the clan and destroying the village, the ancestral grave will not be spared, even if there is great hatred, it will not be like this." Who did it......" Where his arm swept over, the grass swayed slightly, unmoved.

"Hehe! Lin has become a flying immortal, but he is despised by grass mustard. Laugh at me for not being able to give my people a thousand years of blessings, or laugh at my wisp of wandering soul at this time......"

Lin Yi laughed sadly, and suddenly swept away with his arm. The soul thought is tantamount to the sudden appearance of the mana of the combined cultivation. With a roar, gravel and grass clippings splashed, and the hillside blew up a large crater of dozens of feet. And after it vented, he still stopped in place, lost his mind for a long time.

The ancestral grave is where the blood roots are. lost the only sustenance, lost the last thoughts, and could only take the memory of home farther and farther away, and never come back......

The grass turned yellow and green, and the flowers bloomed and withered again......

When the cold wind rose again, Lin Yi slowly fell on the top of the mountain not far away. After a while, he sighed slightly and ran to the crowded place. The two mounds that stood high and overlooked were also turned into a pile of rubble. May the jade flute and the soul accompany each other, just like the sunset in the sky......

After only going for dozens of miles, Lin Yi suddenly stopped. Along the rugged path, there are people resting.

It was a thin old man in ragged clothes, leaning alone on the side of the road, clutching a wooden stick and carrying a small package on it. Perhaps it was exhaustion, he gasped for breath, and looked up at the sky in vain with a pair of white eyes.

"How did Xiaotianao, fifty miles to the north, become what it is now, do you know the cause and effect?"

Suddenly, he heard someone asking, and the old man replied casually without thinking about it: "You are talking about the forest garden fairyland......, right?

"Talk to me one by one, and I'll help you get rid of the whites of your eyes......"

"Hehe! You're a funny guy. Old man, I have been walking blind for many years, and I am used to it, so why do I need to do more......" The old man cracked his mouth with missing teeth and few teeth, and laughed, a pair of white eyes still stared at the sky, and then said: "However, the Lin Yuan Wonderland you mentioned was gone a hundred years ago. I heard from my grandfather that the prosperity of the Lin family for thousands of years was caused by the shadow of the ancestors. And his descendants are not virtuous, so why ......"

"Lin Yuan has been thriving for thousands of years?"

The old man begged for a living, and he was lonely on the way, so he simply talked to you......" The old man held the wooden stick in his arms, didn't care who the other party was, and said to himself: "That Lin Yuan Wonderland is very famous, and I know everything from top to bottom. There is even an immortal named Tianjiao, which can really be described as a powerful world! And the decline of the Lin family has nothing to do with him, but it's a pity that ......"

An hour later, the old man was left alone in the same place. Who are we talking to, old man? Alas, when people are old, they spend their days like in a dream......

In mid-air, Lin Yi silently walked away. What I saw and heard was just a dream! The people in the dream included the old man and himself. Since I have been dreaming for a thousand years, I am not in a hurry to wake up. The Great Shang Dynasty is gone, and let's see what happens next......

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In the dragon pool, Cang Ji opened his eyes from meditation and couldn't help but show joy.

Three hundred years have passed in a flash. From the late stage of the Immortal at the beginning, to the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal today, he has improved his cultivation by a whole level! Not only that, but the muscles and bones after refining are even stronger than before. What's more, the silver-white scale armor all over the body actually added a layer of faint gold.

The strangeness of Longtan can be seen from this. There are still a hundred years to go, as long as you encourage them, it is not impossible to cultivate to the realm of golden immortals! If you refine your body full of golden armor, someone will be the reincarnation of the divine dragon. At that time, who would dare to compete with themselves for the supreme position, hehe......

Smugly, Cang Ji grinned and laughed silently.

Dozens of feet away, the situation is still the same. Although the figure lying on its side affected the qi around it, it entered the country slowly. By the time the four hundred years expired, it was a fluke that he would be able to restore his original immortal cultivation......

At this moment, a long sound suddenly came from the top of the dragon pool.

Cang Ji looked up, his expression slightly stunned. The Dragon Ding is a sacred relic of the Dragon Clan, and it cannot be opened unless the elders of the Nine Clans join forces. What's going on now?

However, in a short time, a golden mang, the thickness of an arm, slowly poured down from between the three legs of the dragon ding, and it actually came through the darkness. One of the drops of golden blood the size of a bean grain is so dazzling!

"Don't think about it, my Cangji is gifted and hard to cultivate, and I have already alarmed the ancestor gods of the dragon clan, so I have given the dragon blood to help me improve my cultivation and finally achieve the god ......"

Cang Ji was excited and stood up.

At the same time, there were countless figures in the canyon where Longtan was located.

Cang Ji couldn't care about it, jumped up and snatched the dragon blood in the golden mang. And he was about to leave, and suddenly he was stunned, and exclaimed: "No......"

The golden ray had not yet fallen above Cangji's head, so it turned sharply on the way, and went straight to a sleeping figure. The other party screamed as if in a dream, opened his mouth at the right time, and actually swallowed the dragon blood in it......

Cang Ji was dumbfounded, and exclaimed bitterly: "Oh! I am the real dragon, I recognize the wrong person......