Han Yun was confused, as if he was in the clouds, as if he was in the clouds, as if countless pairs of soft jade hands were gently caressing every inch of skin, pores, meridians and internal organs. He felt warm and comfortable, so he wanted to sleep, so he fell asleep...

As the sun rose, the mist in the mountains spread across the ridge like a veil, wetting the leaves and grass, condensed into dewdrops. The dewdrops refracted colorful under the sunlight, slid down the arc-shaped grass leaves, dripping down. Han Yun felt his ears cool in confusion, and subconsciously reached out to touch them - it was wet!

Han Yun sat up with excitement, opened his eyes and looked around but no one was around. He lowered his head and threw the bloody clothes on his body. The wounds on his lower abdomen and chest were healed. Han Yun was shocked, looked inside, and was shocked again. The internal injuries were gone. His cultivation level even passed the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm and officially entered the Immortal Lord Realm. The inner world of the Five Elements, which is ten miles a radius of ten miles, is full of spiritual fruit and fairy grass, and heavenly and earth treasures, like a small world full of vitality. With a thought, the powerful immortal power surged out of the small world, and was filled with joy.

Han Yun jumped up and looked at it. The valley was still the same valley, the cliff was still the heavy cliff, but the great man in his memory and the burning stove disappeared, just like a dream. After waking up, he found that everything was empty. Han Yun walked to the location of the furnace, and the ground was cold and no trace was left around him. After thinking hard for a long time, the memory was confused and vague. Han Yun suspected that he had lost too much blood and had hallucinations, but the injuries on his body would not be said to be panic. Who was that man? Whose soft jade hands belonged to?

Han Yun stood up for a while, then suddenly clasped his fists and said loudly: "Han Yun is unforgettable for helping you. Please show up and thank you in person!"

But only the answer to him was the echo of the valley. Han Yunmo stayed for a while and knew that the other party must have left, so he had to bow respectfully and then go out in the air.

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Qingcheng is the largest city in the territory of Qing Emperor, and it is also the imperial capital of Qing Emperor, one of the Five Emperors. It is called the pearl under the divine wood. The divine wood in the fairy world is towering into the sky and can't see the end. It is like a huge green umbrella with branches and leaves covering thousands of miles of territory. No one can get a glimpse of its full appearance. The divine wood is located in a radius of tens of thousands of miles, with rich vitality and all things thrive. Legend has it that the divine wood is the source of life in the entire fairy world, and its roots run through the entire fairy world, everywhere and everywhere. Qingcheng is located within the coverage of the divine wood in the fairy world. When the sun shines directly, the sunlight leaks through the leaves lingering in the vitality of the divine wood, it is like divine light shining, covering the entire Qingcheng, and even the air seems to be dyed with a layer of green light, which is also the origin of the name Qingcheng.

Han Yun stood on a mountain peak, feeling both excited and fascinated. A huge creature rose from afar, with branches and leaves stretching towards the endless sky, without looking at the edge or touching the head. The green vitality lingers, and auspiciousness rises, which is simply a wonder of the world, making people sigh at the magical and greatness of the Creator. In front of it, the individual is as small as a grain of dust. Buddhism says that a flower, a world, a leaf, a Bodhi, and the divine tree in front of him is a tree, a world, and exists in reality, right in front of him.

"The pearl under the divine tree!" Han Yun silently recited the word "Qingcheng" and was excited. This was the place where he lived in the past and the territory he dominated. This was not the most important thing. The important thing was that Yaoyao was here, somewhere above the divine tree, perhaps the place where she watched the sunrise and sunset together. She was waiting for her return. In the blink of a million years, how many years of youth and white hair in the world have left, parting and reincarnation. When she thought of her face as beautiful flowers shining on the water, waiting for her to fall in the morning and sunset, Han Yun's heart was warm, her nose was sour, she clenched her fists, and she spit out four words: "I'm back!"

Han Yun put on his cloak and stepped on the streets of Qingcheng. His strange and familiar bricks and stones touched his thoughts. He was both returning to the old place and a newcomer to a foreign land. He inevitably felt a feeling of "going to the hometown is like a rotten person".

Qingcheng is worthy of being the pearl under the divine tree. Its prosperity is far greater than that of Shuidicheng and Huancheng. It covers an area of ​​more than 200 miles. Despite this, the practitioners on the street still come and go, exerting the prosperity.

"Hehe... it's so fun!" A crisp and innocent voice like a silver bell suddenly came into Han Yun's ears. Han Yun was instantly as if he was electrocuted, and immediately woke up from his thoughts that were sighing in a trance, looked around excitedly, and suddenly frozen in place.

Although the immortal world is where immortals live, and the people here have the Mahayana stage cultivation level as soon as they are born, there is always a group of special people who lack the qualifications to practice and cannot improve their cultivation throughout their lives. They will always be in the early stage of Mahayana. Such people can only find such combinations of the opposite sex, and the offspring they gave birth to are even worse, and they do not even have Mahayana stage cultivation level, which is not much different from ordinary mortals. If this group of people wants to survive, they must find another way. Zhang, a clay man, relies on selling clay man on the street to make a living. Immortals also have childhoods, and when they have childhoods, they will naturally like small clay man.

At this time, a group of people were standing in front of the stall where the clay man opened. One of the little girls with a ponytail was patting their hands and watching the clay man with a round pink face, black eyes like gems, red mouth, wearing a light green rusty plaid skirt, and a pair of white rabbit-like boots. They were cute and elegant all over their bodies, which made people feel itchy and wanted to hold them and kill the hearts of all female compatriots in seconds. However, the eyes of the passing female cultivators seemed to fall more on the handsome guy behind the girl who was so handsome that he didn't want to talk to him. This guy's lips were red and white, his face was as beautiful as a jade, and his eyes were softer, and his face was always a gentle smile like a spring breeze.

Han Yun looked at the little girl as if he was hit by a desolate curse. A little guy walked staggering steps in his mind, followed the scene of the demon clan's high priest going up to the holy mountain with tears in his eyes. He had two small braids and turned around one step or two: "Brother Yun, you must come to see Ke'er, Ke'er will be obedient!"

Han Yun suddenly felt like his eyes were wet. After two hundred years of separation, does this little guy still recognize Brother Yun?

The other side was looking at the clay man who was clinging clay man with enthusiasm, and he seemed to be tilted his head and looked over with some sense. The two of them met, and Han Yun couldn't help but feel shocked. The little girl was stunned for a moment, and a hint of doubt appeared on her cute little face. Han Yun hurriedly looked away, lowered her head and walked away casually. The unspeakable handsome Sangzi fled with the little girl's eyes, and a hint of suspicion flashed in her eyes, and asked with a smile: "Jiji, what are you looking at?"

The little girl suddenly ran away with her feet. Sangzi was stunned and followed quickly.

"Xiansheng... this clay man!" Seeing that the guest was about to run away, the clay man Zhang hurriedly started to scream.

"Shut up!" The four handsome followers of Sangzi shouted softly. One of them threw down ten fairy stones, picked up a box of pinched clay men and chased after them.

The little girl chased a street with a dazzled look, but the figure in the cloak disappeared. She couldn't help but turn her little head in annoyance and looked around, her dark eyes full of anxiety. Sangzi walked to the little girl, glanced around, and asked with a smile: "Did Jiji see an acquaintance?"

The little girl nodded and said childishly: "Ker seems to have seen Brother Yun!"

A faint strange light flashed in Sangzi's eyes and said quietly: "You often mention that Brother Han Yun?"

Han Keer nodded umm, "It's Brother Yun!"

Sangzi handed a box of clay men to Han Keer and smiled warmly: "Have you read it wrong? If it was your brother Yun, how could he not recognize you?"

Han Yunke'er blinked and pouted, "Ke'er doesn't know, but it's really similar!"

Han Ke'er was unhappy and fiddled with the little clay man in the box. After a while, she threw them away in a depressed mood and looked up and said, "It's not fun, Ke'er is going back to find her sister!"

Sangzi hurriedly said, "It's a pity to go back so quickly?"

The little guy wrinkled his little nose in embarrassment and said, "But..."

"Play for a while before you go back!" Sangzi smiled and said, "There are many rare fruits in my spiritual field!"

The little guy's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Then go back to find his sister after eating!"

Sangzi showed a knowing smile on his face, and reached out to pull the little guy, but the little guy refused and rolled his eyes and said, "Sister said that you can't let the man hold the hand, only Brother Yun can pull the man!"

Sangzi's face froze for a moment and said with a smile: "That's not going to be the case. Let's go, that fig fruit should be ripe!"

"Then go quickly, go home after eating!" The little guy jumped and shouted and followed Sangzi to the east of the city.

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