The Ancient Vast Realm

As a slightly hoarse and low voice sounded, it seemed as if countless gravel had accumulated in the throat.

His articulation is slow, and each syllable seems to be squeezed out of a deep valley, carrying a sense of brokenness and dryness.

And the long-haired young man who walked out of the whirlpool was naturally Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan looked at Jian Wuchen and the others with a pair of eyes filled with vicissitudes of life and strangeness, and a trace of trance flashed in his eyes.

"A hundred years of time, fleeting"

Feng Xuan didn't need to deliberately calculate, but he already knew what time it was in an instant.

"The outside world is one year old, and the secret realm is one hundred years old. I didn't expect that a hundred years would pass by just by me. Everyone, long time no see!"

Feng Xuan looked at Jian Wuchen and the others, a smile slowly forming on his stiff face, while the chaotic vortex behind him also dissipated little by little and disappeared into the void.

"Long time no see, Your Highness"

Tieshan looked at Feng Xuan's obviously young face but his eyes that looked a little weathered. He was surprised and felt a little distressed at the same time.

In Tieshan's view, Feng Xuan's practice was too urgent, and it was difficult to see him stop at any time.

I have also heard Feng Xuan talk about the secret realm of time, Tieshan, and I know that it is a desolate secret realm where the most basic thing to practice in seclusion is to have a mind that can absolutely endure loneliness.

For some warrior monks who have been practicing for a very long time, this is naturally nothing, but you must know that Feng Xuan before was just a person who had only been on the road of practice for more than 20 years, and had only spent dozens of years in his entire life. Year, a young man who should be vigorous.

Even Tieshan couldn't guarantee that he could stay in a lonely place for such a long time. The loneliness and loneliness would be his biggest enemy.

"Haha, boss, for us, only one year has passed!"

When Yinfeng saw Fengxuan, an unbearable smile broke out on his face, and he seemed even happier than his breakthrough with his sword.

"Long time no see, we have changed a lot!"

Jian Wuchen stepped forward, stood in front of Feng Xuan, carefully looked at his appearance at this time, and couldn't help but patted Feng Xuan's shoulder lightly and sighed.

"It's been a long time indeed, and you've changed a lot."

While Jian Wuchen was sizing up Feng Xuan, Feng Xuan was naturally sizing up Jian Wuchen in front of him. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that there were silver threads hidden among Jian Wuchen's hair that were difficult to hide. .

Unlike others, the two of them were friends who had been through life and death together, and Feng Xuan knew that the Jian Wuchen of the past was not what he is now.

In terms of his age, he is not much older than Feng Xuan. How could he have gray hair?

More than that, although it was just a simple inspection, Feng Xuan suddenly discovered that he could not sense Jian Wuchen's aura, as if the other party was like a magic weapon hidden in the sword box, which was difficult to predict and at the same time gave people A sense of mystery and danger.

This situation naturally shocked Feng Xuan. Considering his current level of cultivation, how could this be possible?

Although Feng Xuan did not deliberately investigate, neither Yinfeng nor Tieshan could hide their true identity in front of him.

Except for Jian Wuchen, unless he was within sight, it would be difficult to detect his presence.

This situation certainly made Feng Xuan confused. It would have been fine before, but now he has broken through to the fourth realm, and he has broken through two cultivation paths at the same time. Most people can't hide it from his perception even if they deliberately hide it.

Perhaps sensing Feng Xuan's doubtful gaze, the corner of Jian Wuchen's mouth immediately raised a smile that was both proud and helpless.

"I said, you're not just going to stand here and talk, are you?"

Jian Wuchen looked at the martial arts field that was now a bit messy due to previous training, pointed at a few of his own people, and reminded Feng Xuan with a chuckle.

After hearing Jian Wuchen's words, Feng Xuan realized that he seemed to be a little slow in reaction due to long-term practice.

"Funny, please!"

Feng Xuan showed a wry smile and immediately pointed in the direction of the main hall. At the same time, he turned to Tieshan and ordered:

"Uncle Shan, ask the kitchen to cook some good food. I want to drink to my heart's content today!"

After saying this, Feng Xuan flicked his fingers, and saw that his long black hair, which he had no time to take care of, was suddenly cut off from his shoulders by an invisible force, and his whole person became neat and tidy again.

Tieshan smiled and nodded, quickly bowed to several people, and went down to prepare.

...

on the dinner table

Almost all the delicacies on the table were eaten. Feng Xuan held a cup of tea in his hand and gently rubbed the tea in the cup with the cup lid.

"I haven't eaten this smoke for a hundred years. Only at this moment can I feel that I am still alive and have not been deified."

Feng Xuan looked at the leftovers that were slowly being taken away by the servants, and whispered to the three Yinfeng people beside him.

Feng Xuan hardly stopped for a moment during the meal, and Yin Feng and the others were almost reduced to mere foils.

However, several people did not mean to laugh at Feng Xuan at all. From the simple conversation before, several people also understood what kind of time Feng Xuan spent in the secret realm of time.

It almost turned into a rock, letting the wind blow and rain, and comprehending the nature of heaven and earth. It was born by feeding on the essence of heaven and earth and absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

A casual meditation may last for several years, and a meditation may last hundreds of suns and moons. This is a state of mind that maintains the state of heaven and man, and follows the natural way.

In this case, a living being is very easy to be affected by the nature of heaven and earth, and its own emotions disappear over a long period of time, and finally become a Taoist.

Generally speaking, the longer the cultivator survives, the more serious this emotion is. Some old monsters that have survived for tens of thousands of years have long lost their emotions as living beings over the long years, and almost only have a will like a god left.

If it weren't for the fact that the living beings who can become such strong people have their own persistence in their hearts, they would have chosen to become Taoist because of the indifference of emotions.

In order to get rid of the erosion of the years on themselves, some strong people have to seal their own memories every once in a while to prevent their own thoughts from becoming indifferent under the huge memory.

"Boss, this secret realm of time is suitable for people like you. Anyway, if I stay in this secret realm alone for a hundred years, I'm afraid I will go crazy."

Yin Feng shuddered when he heard Feng Xuan's story. It was hard to imagine what a boring day this would be.

The others nodded in agreement when they heard Yin Feng's words.

Actually, what Yin Feng said was correct. Although the Secret Realm of Time was good, it was not suitable for everyone. Most people would rather choose other ways of practicing than enter the Secret Realm of Time to practice. This was a huge mental torture.