The second time he stepped into the forbidden spell array, Wen Yun's consciousness was pulled by the chaotic turbulence of time and space for a moment, and it was about to become shattered. It was not until the laws of time and space wrapped her around that they slowly returned to peace.

She raised her hand and touched the ring on her thumb. It took a step to block the attack of Shangxuan Immortal Lord for her.

This ring was thrown to Wen Yun by Shen Xinghai before. At that time, he was very close to Wen Yun. The ring was inconspicuous. In the chaos, no one except her noticed it.

Wen Yun guessed that Shen Xinghai's ring was extraordinary a long time ago. I think there was another story in it. She never thought about taking Shen Xinghai's chance, but she didn't expect that he would throw it to him without hesitation.

Wen Yun held the ring at this moment, and remembered the beat of Xuanxianzun just now, and had a guess about the origin of the ring.

"Thank you for your help just now..."

However, the ring did not flash at all, and it still looked dull, let alone an old man with a white beard.

Wen Yun lowered his eyes and continued, "...Yang Xuan Immortal Lord."

"Oh—" A long sigh came from the ring. The ring spirit whose identity was exposed was smiled bitterly: "When I was still in Shen Xinghai's hands, I thought you were so smart. This time, after I was in front of you, I knew that I could not hide it from you, you girl. Yes, Immortal Yang Xuan is indeed the honor given to me by the world when I was still alive."

It is indeed the Immortal Lord of Yangxuan, the legendary power of the Eastern Xuan Sect who was dying and attacking the Taoist realm.

After verifying the guess in his heart, Wen Yun thanked him again and fell into silence again, without asking why the Immortal Master Yang Xuan was trapped in the precepts.

This reaction fell into the eyes of the Immortal Master Yang Xuan, and he became a little confused.

When Shen Xinghai first picked up the ring, he was so excited that he recited a poem to the sky and presented him as the treasure.

In comparison, Wen Yun's attitude was too cold. He did not kneel down and cried and beg him to help save Ye Shubai, nor did he beg him to ask for advice on the spot for his cultivation secrets.

Yang Xuan Immortal Lord was surprised: "Little girl, are you not curious about why I am in this ring, or why I am willing to help you resist Shang Xuan?"

Wen Yun slowly turned his eyes, his voice was so soft that he murmured: "This is not a story book, nor am I the protagonist."

Even though Yang Xuan Immortal Lord himself was trapped in the ring and could not escape, how could he help her defeat Shang Xuan?

Life is real and cruel. It will never be like the teenager in the story. When he is in a down-and-out manner, he will pick up a ring and then start to change his life and embark on the road of invincibility.

Wen Yun has always been more awake than anyone else, and she never dreams.

Instead of fantasizing about replacing one ring against the will of heaven, it is better to find the correct time and space nodes quickly.

Wen Yun raised his head and looked at the strange scene in front of him.

At this moment, she seemed to be in an endless tunnel, with pictures constantly flashing around her, and various scenes and sounds appeared, flying by loudly and noisyly. Often, before she could see this scene clearly, the next scene flashed again.

This is the turbulence of time and space.

There are countless time and space nodes here, which belong to countless people’s entire life journey.

Wen Yun needs to find her own journey from it and return to the past. Once she chooses the wrong time and enters a time node that has nothing to do with her past, she is like a bug that only flies to the wrong place, and will only be cruelly crushed to death by the laws of time and space.

But there are too many scenes of others. These scenes of the scenes that belong to others are as bright as stars, constantly passing by her eyes, like dense raindrops, and can only be grasped by devoted to it.

At the beginning, Wen Yun walked very slowly, carefully searching for his own fragments of time and space.

Later, her pace began to speed up bit by bit, and she could tell whether the fragments around her were what she needed at all.

In the turbulent flow of time and space, you can't feel the passage of time. Wen Yun didn't know how long he had been looking for it. But whenever he was so tired that he was confused and wanted to give up, Ye Shubai's fallen back would appear in front of him, like a nightmare that woke her up and continued to run forward.

After searching for this for a long time, at first, the Immortal Yang Xuan remained silent, but later, perhaps day after day, he was trapped in this turbulent turbulent flow of time and space, and there were only him and Wen Yun in this space. He was bored and began to take the initiative to talk about the past to Wen Yun.

"Since you know my identity, you naturally know that I was in seclusion tens of years ago. At that time, I really wanted to attack the Dao Realm, but I did not fail to kill me, but was conspired by Shang Xuan in the middle of the process. After being taken away from the law of life and death, I had to hide in the ring and became a ring spirit."

In the story of the immortal Yang Xuan, Wen Yun finally got a glimpse of the past ten thousand years ago.

Ten thousand years ago, the Dongxuan Sect once produced a powerful Taoist power, who was in charge of the order of all worlds and was regarded as the way of heaven.

When the Heavenly Dao fell, he taught the method of achieving the Great Dao to his disciple Yang Xuan Xianzun, who had comprehended the laws of life and death, hoping that he would become the next Heavenly Dao and take charge of all worlds.

"However, just when I wanted to go into seclusion and break through the Dao Realm, my fellow disciple Shang Xuan, who rose from the end, took advantage of my retreat and took away my life and death law, and wanted to become the next master of the Heavenly Dao."

"And I went around and drifted for thousands of years during these long years, and finally somehow it came to the hands of that boy Shen Xinghai."

Ten thousand years have passed, and Immortal Yang Xuan could hear sighs in the voice of the voice, but I could no longer hear much anger.

Things were already foregone conclusion, and he could only be trapped in the ring and was unable to escape. He told the past at this moment, as if he was just telling the past calmly.

Wen Yun was still focused on looking at the pictures that kept flashing around him, without responding.

Yang Xuan Xianzun changed his tone—

"Little girl, your talent is the best I have seen in my life. You have mastered the laws of time and space. If I tell you the method of breaking through, I think it would be better to achieve the Taoist realm in the future..."

Wen Yun glanced at the ring and said lightly: "Senior, you don't have to make a request to me like this. Even if you don't tell me, I will kill Shangxuan's people. It's not for you, but for myself."

The immortal Yang Xuan wanted to say "As long as you kill Shang Xuan for me, I'll tell you" was choked, and finally he could only turn into a helpless sigh.

He originally wanted to keep a close eye on his condition, but he never expected that Wen Yun was so hard that he would not get in!

I don’t know how long it took, even the immortal Yang Xuan who had been floating for thousands of years could not contain this endless loneliness and vaguely revealed to Wen Yun some methods to achieve the Taoist realm—

"The way of heaven is actually circulating. When the order of heaven and earth returns and is believed by the people of all worlds, one will naturally become a state of Tao. When all worlds begin to question the unfairness of heaven, the way of heaven will fall."

"According to Shang Xuan's plan, if he really relies on the laws of life and death to bring all worlds under his rule one day, after such changes for tens of millions of years, I think that all worlds will worship him as absolute truth like the "perfect world" he created, and he can indeed become a new way of heaven."

"I can no longer see the sky, but if you are willing to become my successor, I can help you achieve the great way!"

Just after the words of Yang Xuan Immortal Lord, Wen Yun, who had been searching for endlessly, finally stopped.

Immortal Yang Xuan thought he had finally moved Wen Yun. Just as he was about to speak, Wen Yun put his finger on his lips—

"Shh."

Wen Yun picked up a fragment of time and space, and a breath that made her feel extremely familiar came from it. Even though she had been here for so long, she could still vaguely remember that the owner of the fragment was someone who was very close to her.

The moment the fragments were acquired, a picture surged in front of Wen Yun's eyes.

This is a broken old house, covered with weeds, and even the dog tied to the door is skinny and bone-skinned.

At the gate of such a terrible house, there was a group of slaves standing in front of the house. The manager who stood in front was wearing a brocade robe and beautiful jade, and said with a sharp voice: "Your Shen family is in decline, and my Ming family has long been incompatible. Besides, our eldest lady has been accepted by a master, but your young master Shen has failed the provincial examination. The clouds are already different. It is better to withdraw the engagement!"

Standing opposite the manager was a hunched old man. He wiped his tears and explained: "But this is the marriage that our old man decided before his death, the young master..."

"Your young master is just a mere mortal, how can you cling to the fairy of the future? Here is the token. This is the hundred taels of silver that our ladies reward you. Take it!"

The Ming family servants smashed a box at the foot of the old servant and rolled out several ingots of shiny silver. They rode proudly on the horse and turned around and left, not willing to stay for more.

The old servant didn't go to see the silver, but tried his best to chase after him: "You can't leave, you can't leave! How should I explain to the old man when you Ming's family act like this!"

At this moment, a gentle roar came from the old house: "Uncle Wang, let them go!"

A half-large young man leaned at the door, his face turned gray, as if he was terminally ill, but his eyes were astonishingly bright.

He stared at the team in front of him, his voice was dull: "It turns out that the Ming family is such a despicable villain. It's better not to have this engagement!"

Hearing this, the manager over there suddenly pulled the horse rein and turned around, frowned and looked at the boy with a condescending face, and said coldly: "You are Shen Xinghai? Haha, the rumors are true, they are a half-dead and useless diseased. A useless man like you dare to offend the immortal family? Break his legs and teach him a lesson!"

The manager of the Ming family raised his hand and saw a strong man behind him pulling the longbow in his hand clearly and trying to commit a crime on the spot!

An arrow flew quickly towards Shen Xinghai's thighs. The boy rolled on the ground in a mess and dodged, and then several arrows flew over one after another, and he avoided them one by one.

Seeing this, the manager turned cold.

The strong man felt that he was swept away his face and his face turned dark. He used his strength to pull the bow again. This time he no longer shot at Shen Xinghai's legs, but at his face. If he shot, he would definitely die!

Shen Xinghai was already exhausted and limp on the ground. He wanted to move but was powerless. He could only watch the sharp arrows grow bigger and bigger in front of him.

Just when the arrow tip was only half an inch away from the boy's eyebrows—

"bite!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in Shen Xinghai's ears. An ancient ring falling from the sky hit the arrow, causing its strength to fade away. In an instant, the ring and arrow fell into his arms.

When it fell into the eyes of others, the arrow was unable to reach his power and landed on the ground if it failed to shoot.

The strong man was puzzled and subconsciously wanted to pull the bow, but when he touched his backhand, he found that his arrow bag was empty.

Seeing this, the manager snorted coldly: "Baoshi! Forget it, let's spare that little trash, go!"

The thin boy slowly got up and threw the arrow out, but his eyes fell on the ancient ring.

He stroked the ring, looked up at the pedestrian's back as he walked away, and swore word by word: "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young man's poor!"

Hearing this familiar words, Wen Yun was stunned. His face, which had been numb for a while, loosened a little, and finally laughed silently.

She looked down at her hands. At this moment, her thumb was empty. The ring that was parasitic to the Immortal Lord Yang Xuan was smashed into the fragments of time and space by her in desperation, saving Shen Xinghai when she was young.

It turns out that this is how Senior Brother Shen’s ring comes from.

It turns out...this is cause and effect.

She put down this fragment of time and space belonging to Shen Xinghai, said goodbye to her old friend, and continued to search for her own past.

Without the companionship of the Immortal Lord Yangxuan, Wen Yun seemed to have become even more lonely along the way.

She opened her eyes and saw thousands of fragmented memories.

She closed her eyes and recalled the dissipating past.

The road ahead has become particularly long, and Wen Yun walked forward silently and stubbornly without stopping.

This road where you can't see the end is too long, and she has been walking on this road for too long.

The hollowness and loneliness almost swallowed her. When she saw a fragment of time and space one day, she was a little dazed for a moment, unable to tell whether it was her past. She almost stepped in, and only woke up suddenly when she touched the scene and withdrew her hand.

After walking behind, Wen Yun had forgotten what he was looking for, and only remembered that he wanted to find someone.
To be continued...