True Martial World

The passage of time, everything in the fantasy sea is so peaceful.

The magic snow likes to play the flute, and she has a perfect sense of music. The notes she plays are obviously not blessed with any vitality, but the inexplicable people have a feeling of peace of mind.

At this time, Yi Yun couldn't help but cultivate the kendo in the music. With the mirror of the magic dust, Yi Yun's swordsmanship leaps forward.

In addition to cultivation, the magic snow will take care of her flowers and plants as usual.

Many times, Yi Yun will help, slam, water, and plant flowers...

On the magical sea coast of the vast expanse of smoke, the two will also walk together to see the endless calm sea, the blue sky and white clouds overhead, let Yi Yun's state of mind completely calm down.

Although the magic snow is a mortal, but through the ancient times, the temperament is mysterious, her origins must not be ordinary. But when Yi Yun and the magic dust snow planted flowers together, he felt that the magic snow seemed to be just a beautiful but ordinary woman, and she would also make a soft laugh when he said something funny. It will also frown slightly when the flowers planted withered.

Unconsciously, it has been several years. On the small island of the Magic Sea, Yi Yun spends most of his time retreating, occasionally practicing leisure, and walking and chatting with the magic snow every day, planting flowers and trees. I lived like a man-gathering woman.

The aura here is sufficient, the foundation of Yiyun is constantly consolidated, and the cultivation is also steadily improving. Today, he is already moving towards the Dojo.

In the past 100 years of Yi Yun’s growth, he either killed the battle, went to the secret to be born or died, or retired in the secret room, accompanied by the wall, and realized the long-lost loneliness.

He did not know how long it took to calm down and live in peace and stability. This is an experience that Yi Yun has never had before.

Sometimes, Yi Yun will also leave the residence to see the life of ordinary warriors in the magical sea. There is nothing intriguing here, and the folk customs are more simple and simple, and there is a paradise.

In such an environment, Yi Yun’s heart has calmed down a lot. In fact, most of the warriors, in their cultivation process, are only taking up a small part of the adventures, seeking opportunities, and fighting. The main body of their lives is still ordinary in the martial art. life.

Yi Yun lacks such understanding. Now he has a taste for him, and he has a new understanding of Wudao. In addition, the magic dust has pointed out the inconsistency in his kendo. Unconsciously, Yiyun seems to have touched it. The ethereal swordsmanship is in the realm.

Finally, time is approaching the days when the space nodes are open, and this is the time for Yi Yun to leave.

The magic sea line, Yi Yun feels like a dream, the magic dust snow is like a woman who can only appear in a dream, she is too mysterious and bizarre.

"When I gave the Magic Snow Sword to you, it was no longer the form of the ancient times. You can use it with confidence, and you don't have to worry about being recognized, and even if it is the original shape of the Snow Sword, the person who knows it is also There are very few."

"As for the letter I gave you, you went to the endless mountain indicated by the map and found a person named the old snake. Just give him a letter."

When Yi Yun left, the magic dust came to the line, and Mo Lao was also coming together.

Old snake?

Yi Yun stunned, this name is really special.

"Fantasy girl, I don't know where the end of the map you gave me, where is it?"

"The end point is..." The magic dust snow sighed and said: "It can be said that it is in the market, but it is not the deepest place in the market. When you go there, you naturally know..."

Return to the market?

Yi Yun eyebrows pick one, although he has already speculated in his heart, but really heard the magic snow and said it, Yi Yun still feels a glimpse of the heart, this place he has heard of many times, now he is finally going to explore .

Yi Yun knows that many of the masters of the twelve emperors are returning to the market.

Moreover, it is mysterious and dangerous in the market, and there are many disorganized time and space and ancient ruins.

"Thank you for the illusion girl. I have gained a lot in the past few years. The illusion girl has solved many questions for me."

When Yi Yun left the island, he also gave birth to a trace of reluctance. For the comfortable life of these years, he also had a trace of nostalgia.

Mo Lao looked at Yi Yun, who was about to travel all over the world. He looked complicated. He knew that Yi Yun had an unparalleled talent, but he was inconspicuous, and he did not know how this boy was.

Yi Yun once again said goodbye to the snow and Mo Lao, and then he resolutely stepped out of the fantasy sea. According to the map, he found the position of the first space node and opened it with the space law.

As the black space cracks open, Yi Yun's figure seems to be swallowed up by the chaotic void, and disappears instantly without a trace.

"Yi Yun," the magic dust snow looked up into the sky, whispered, "I hope you can go well..."

......

Returning to the market, the original meaning is the bottomless valley in the sea. It is said that before the formation of the twelve emperors, the return to the market already existed, first to the market, and then to the emperor.

The earliest records of the 12th Emperor's Day: the east of the sea of ​​God, I don't know hundreds of millions of miles, there are big shackles, but the bottomless valley, the name is returned to the market, there is a psychic place under the market, and the rich and the rich Gong...

Returning to the market is considered to be an infinite extension of the universe. Where is the end of the market, I am afraid no one knows.

The place where Yi Yun went is only on the edge of the market. This area is called Jinghai.

The Jinghai area is vast, with a core continent, endless islands and a grey ocean.

No matter whether it encounters a violent wind or not, this ocean is not a wave. The sea is as calm as a well, and it is amazing. The name of Jinghai comes from this.

Yi Yun came to the market from the magic sea, and spent a small half of the time. During this period, he constantly shuttled the space node, and I did not know how many space storms he had experienced.

If there is not enough strength, it is impossible to cross such a vast chaotic space.

According to the map, Yi Yun has come to Jinghai. He is looking for the endless mountain of Jinghai. It is reasonable to say that it is nearby, but Yiyun did not see the shadow of the mountain.

In fact, the map of the dust and snow has been a long time ago. With such a long history, whether the name of Wushan Mountain has changed, Yi Yun is not known.

Nancun, a very simple place name, stood in front of a desolate village with such a stone sign, engraved with these two words.

The stone monument has been around for years, and it has been eroded by the years, and the writing has become blurred.

Yi Yun saw such a village and fell into the light. He was a little surprised.

There is such a run-down in the market, and there are only a dozen or so adobe houses in the village, and the fields are ridiculous. The barren land seems to be nothing.

At this time, Yi Yun saw a girl dressed in coarse cloth and walked over from Tian Hao.

The girl was carrying a basket, like she had just picked up the wild fruit. She had long black hair and a waterfall, and she was scattered on her shoulders. As she walked, she patted her hips gently.

This girl looks like she is seventeen or eight years old. She is youthful and energetic. She is holding her trouser legs and her steps are light and dexterous.

For a time, Yi Yun was somewhat fascinated. At this time, it seemed that he had passed through nearly a hundred years of time and space. When he returned to the cloud, he saw his sister Jiang Xiaorou walking in the field.

The girl walked on her own, as if she did not notice Yi Yun.

"This girl." Yi Yun suddenly spoke. "Do you know a place called Wushan Mountain?"

The girl stopped her footsteps, such as the clear eyes of the lake, and looked at Yi Yun. She said with a sigh of relief: "You are a foreigner? This is a backcountry, are you afraid that you are not on the wrong road? I don't know what the mountains are." ""

The girl’s voice is very sweet, like the spring water in the mountains.

"Oh?" After listening to this answer, Yi Yun looked at the girl with a strange look, and the eyebrows moved, thoughtfully.

"This little brother, the sky is going to be dark, or you have to rest in this village, but there are a lot of monsters here."

After that, the girl smiled and ignored the Yi Yun, but walked into a run-down wooden house.

Yi Yun didn't need to rest, but because of his curiosity, he followed the girl into the house.

There are only a few simple pieces of furniture in the house, which seem to be broken.

At this time, the girl took a bowl of well water from the water tank with a stone bowl and handed it to Yi Yun. She said with a smile: "Drink some water."

The well water that was just hit, seems to exude a clear taste.

Yi Yun took the bowl of water, and the stoneware bowl was held in his hand like sandpaper. He looked at the stoneware bowl and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Girl, you don't know if there is no mountain. It doesn't matter. Is there any other mountain nearby? Maybe the mountain I am looking for has changed its name."

"Where there will be any mountains, here is an endless wilderness, the beasts are everywhere, the trees can eat people, little brother, I advise you if there is nothing, or don't go inside, go deep, you may not go back went."

The girl said that she got up and had a fire in the stove. Ma Li had added a few firewoods.

The stove soon burned, and the place where the house sleeps is still full of mortal fire. The military is strong and naturally does not need fire to keep out the cold.

"Well..." Yi Yun nodded. "The girl said it makes sense. Then I will leave now."

Yi Yun said, standing up, put down the pottery bowl, and turned to leave.

The girl looked at Yi Yun with a strange look. The white porcelain was the palm of his hand. He picked up the small bamboo basket that was smart around him. "The little brother is so anxious to leave? Don't stop here? I am dilapidated here, but it is still windy and rainy." I have burned it all here."

"No, you just said, the beasts are everywhere, the trees can eat people, I still go to other places to stay safer."

"Hehehe." The girl suddenly made a few sweet laughs. "You seem, not a normal little brother. How did you see it?"

It is still a crisp sound like a clear spring, but the bamboo basket in the girl's hand has turned into a poisonous snake.

The snake wrapped around the girl's arm and spoke to Yi Yun, and the ceramic bowl placed on Yi Yun's hand changed. The original well water was turned into venom. A red snake is swimming.

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