Urban Perspective Little Doctor

@:4253: Ancient Giant

Pang Feng understands the old man's feelings. He has been here for tens of thousands of years. How can he not feel sad when he suddenly hears that the outside world has been vicissitudes of life?

What's more, the outside world is much lonely and lonely now than it was back then, and it can't be compared with the time when the swordsmanship was rampant and the talents in the universe were in full bloom.

"Then what kind of situation the outside world is like now, please tell the old man about it, I wonder if you can?"

After a brief loss of consciousness, the old man slowly recovered his emotions. After shaking his head and sighing, he looked at the two again. He wanted to get a better understanding of the current universe.

"Of course I didn't ask..."

"This is naturally no problem, but we came here with our own purpose, I'm afraid..."

As soon as Nangong Rou was about to speak, Pang Feng winked at him, interrupted him directly, and then snatched the words and continued.

"Oh, I don't know what your purpose is here. I have been here for 30,000 years. Maybe I can help you!"

When the old man heard this, he couldn't understand the meaning of Pang Feng's words. He smiled without a trace, and asked immediately.

"We are here to find someone, do you know the old man?"

Pang Feng didn't go in circles with him anymore, he said it straightforwardly, and briefly introduced Bei Chenyuan's outside world.

After hearing this, the old man stroked his gray beard, his eyes narrowed, and he thought about it seriously, and then replied: "I seem to have an impression of the person you just said, because there has been no one here for tens of thousands of years. Not long ago, I didn’t remember the exact time clearly. There was indeed someone who came in. I thought he was also exiled, so I ignored it!"

Hearing this, Pang Feng could almost confirm that the person the old man said and Bei Chenyuan he was looking for must be the same person.

"Yes, it should be him, do you know where he is now?"

Pang Feng was a little excited, and quickly asked again.

But at this time it was the old man's turn to hesitate, he smiled slightly, and said nothing.

Pang Feng also understood in an instant, and immediately said: "Old man, the wind and snow here are too great, why don't we find a place where we can avoid the wind and snow and talk about it?"

"Well, come with me, I happen to have a thatched house next to me!"

The old man nodded, and then he didn't know what spell he had cast, a huge rune pattern suddenly appeared under his feet, and then the light case was circling rapidly.

At that moment, Pang Feng only felt as if he had fallen, and there was no time to react for a while, and the whole person's brain was in chaos, but fortunately after a few breaths, his consciousness resumed again. Pang Feng opened his eyes and saw the vastness. The thatched house in the snow is particularly unique in this wind and snow.

It's just that the spell the old man has just cast, how does it feel familiar?

Pang Feng racked his brains to think of it, but the more he thought about it, the more chaotic he became. At this time, the old man had opened the door of the thatched house and invited the two to walk in.

There is a bonfire burning inside the house, and the surroundings are very simple, except for a bed, there is only one stool.

The old man invited Pang Feng to sit down, and he sat directly on the ground, looking at Pang Feng with a look of desire for knowledge, and said, "Hill, what happened to the outside world?"

Pang Feng was not very clear about the history of Tianyu, so he handed this difficult task to Nangong Rou.

Nangong Rou also did not live up to Pang Feng's expectations, so vividly that he could tell the history he knew vividly.

After listening to the history told by Nangong Rou, the old man fell silent, staring at the campfire in front of him, and did not say a word for a long time.

It can be seen that this has dealt a heavy blow to him. After being exiled here for tens of thousands of years, he did not expect to have such a vicissitudes of life, everything has changed, and all the things he held to have vanished.

"In other words, this is now called the Far North, right?"

The bonfire was about to burn out. Inside the thatched house, the light of the fire became weaker and weaker, and the surroundings became darker and darker under the extreme night.

"Yes, this place is now listed as a life restricted zone, and almost no one will come here!"

Nangongrou nodded, and she couldn't help but sighed. It was really embarrassing that the hit martial artist who had been so prosperous back then ended up like this.

"No wonder I haven't seen a figure in the past ten thousand years. This is the reason. It really seems to be a big dream!"

The old man smiled bitterly, grabbed a handful of firewood from the side of the thatched house, and slowly threw it into the campfire.

The bonfire was booming again, but Pang Feng found that the old man seemed to have demolished the thatched hut and used it as low wood for the bonfire.

As the bonfire became more and more prosperous, the thatched hut was demolished by the old man and thrown into the fire.

After a while, the three of them were completely exposed in the snow again.

Under the extreme night, in the snow, a pile of bonfires, three figures, like a picture scroll, but this picture scroll makes people look at it, a bit sad.

An old man who has lived for more than 30,000 years wakes up from a dream, and the sea becomes a mulberry field.

The two foreigners silently watched the old man burn down the thatched house he had lived in for tens of thousands of years, as if giving up the last persistence.

Finally, after the complete burn, the old man straightened up his slumped waist. At that moment, his figure suddenly became much taller, and even Pang Feng didn't notice that after he stood up, he actually matched himself.

The momentum of the old man, like a blooming flower bud, is slowly unfolding, just like the flower bud at the beginning, and finally stretched into a delicate flower.

Nangong Rou was directly shocked, and she couldn't help but retreat for several steps with her mouth open, before she could stabilize her footsteps, and couldn't help but swallowed her saliva.

"This...this...isn't this a fairy?"

Nangong Rou said in shock.

Although Pang Feng was also extremely shocked, the strength of this person might have surpassed the realm of Mahayana, but it seems that there is still some distance from the fairy in the legend. It's just that this kind of strength, put in the entire universe, will also It would be an extremely terrifying existence, which can be regarded as one person under ten thousand people.

However, to the surprise of the two, the strength of the old man is still increasing, as if endlessly, soaring in a straight line.

At this moment, the old man's posture, expression, and posture had undergone earth-shaking changes, as if he had been replaced by another person, no one could connect him with the old man who was slumped before.

The night seemed to be getting darker and darker, and under this endless extreme night, a shadow like a giant stood up. He was so tall and majestic, with an aura from ancient times.