Star Talisman

At a distance of three meters, whether you can see or not, there is no fluctuation in spiritual power. It may be a bit more accurate to say that it is a mirage, but it is all true.

"The island is real." Gold repeated: "It really exists."

"I can't feel anything outside, there is something blocking my consciousness."

"Those who can do this will definitely surpass me in cultivation, so..."

"It might be the red-haired bird, cough, left by the leader of Suzaku." Jin Jin caught a glimpse of Xiaohong who was looking at him, and swallowed the red-haired bird that was on the verge of his mouth.

"Go to the island and have a look?" Hu Yushan urged the treasure boat to sail into the 'barrier' again, facing the small island with lush vegetation. With the colorful shells looming with the ebb and flow of the tide, it is peaceful and serene.

"Let's go." Li Changsi was the first to jump off the boat, waded up the water, and walked onto the beach in a few steps.

Hu Yushan followed behind, and waited for the last Chu Xu to come down before retracting the treasure ship back into the space. Everyone lined up, led by Li Changsi, and the order behind Hu Yushan's palace advanced along the beach.

The beach is very soft. It can be seen that no one has passed by all year round. There are no footprints. It is as flat as pushing it with a tweezer. When Hu Yushan and the others left, they left a series of footprints, large and small, uneven together.

Jin Jin walked beside Hu Yushan: "The aura here is very rich and soft. Although it is not as good as the mustard space in my body, it is much better than the chaotic aura outside." outside.

"Where is the teleportation array most likely to be placed?" Hu Yushan didn't care about the aura here, he just wanted to go out. After staying in the secret realm for three years, he didn't know what would happen outside. Don't leave, with Mr. Wesley, Lvqiao and Ace, under the protection of Xuanwu's formation, the planet Nardo is absolutely safe.

There are also Teacher Wengalil, Principal Haimer, Klee, Schneider...

It was only then that Hu Yushan realized that he hadn't thought of them for a long time. He thought he was a ungrateful person, and the only remaining affection was on Li Changsi, and there was not much to give to others.

"According to common sense, it should be in the middle of the island." Jin Jin held up a finger, closed his eyes, but opened them again after a short rest, and said, "The trees here tell me that the place with the strongest aura is the cave in the center of the island." In." Yes, because of the restoration of his cultivation base, Jin can also communicate with flowers, plants and trees, and it is wrong to talk about communication, he is directly plundering the other party's mental memory, without asking.

"Then go to the middle." Hu Yushan called Li Changsi, who was at the front, to change direction, and asked Jin Jin: "Then you ask if they are there. Are there any powerful spirit beasts on this island?"

Jin Jin: ...I don't admit that I forgot.

So I plundered it again, but these flowers and trees were just ordinary plants, and my memory was incomplete, scattered and messy, and finally I managed to piece together some useful information.

"There is a person and...well, two fish?" Jin Jin tilted his head, not understanding what the two fish meant, and said, "I'll go, there are people on this island!?"

Hu Yushan was startled, and quickly stopped to ask: "Who? Who? Is there someone on the island? Is it a cultivator? Is it strong!?"

Li Changsi heard the movement behind him, turned around and asked, "What's going on?"

Jin Jin frowned in confusion: "I don't know, probably not strong..." He pointed to the trees beside him: "They said he was dying."

What the hell is dying?By the way, isn't this the secret realm of Suzaku's leader's resting spirit?How could there be anyone else?This place is different from ordinary secret realms. There is only one entrance of the golden tree in this secret realm, and the entrance is guarded by guardian spirits. It is impossible to let unrelated people in.

Could it be that when the mustard space was created, it was hacked in?

"There is no danger, and there is no malice." Jin closed his eyes again, feeling with his heart: "They like that person very much."

Hu Yushan thought about it for a while, and finally felt that since he could make the flowers and trees like him, that person must be a very gentle person, and that person was dying, so even if he wanted to be indifferent to his uninvited guests, he would not be able to threaten them. Besides, they didn't have any malicious intentions, they just wanted to find an exit.

Li Changsi also had the same thought: "Where is the person?"

"It's near the cave in the center of the island as I said just now."

The group of people, led by Li Changsi, continued to walk towards the center of the island, spreading flowers and brushing leaves along the way. After walking for half an hour, they finally walked out of the dense forest. They encountered nothing on the road, and even if they did, they were all without spiritual power. The little animals, seeing them from a distance, ran away, very timid.

At the end of the dense forest is a mirror-like lake, reflecting the green trees and blue sky, changing gradually from dark green to light blue, and its beauty is more breathtaking than the most beautiful emerald in the world.

There was a wicker chair by the lake, and on the wicker chair lay a white-haired old man with his back to them, probably asleep.

"It's him?" Hu Yushan subconsciously lowered his voice, and subconsciously didn't want to break the peaceful and serene scene. The last trace of worry in his heart was gone, because he could feel that the old man in front of him had no spiritual fluctuations around him, he was a mortal, and The breath of the old man is very warm, very comfortable, and always feels very familiar.

Hu Yushan was about to walk forward when a human head popped out of the calm lake. He said that the human head was not right, because he had pale golden hair, light blue fish scales dotted around his cheeks, and sharp thin hair. Teeth, who looked only six or seven years old, rushed to the edge of the lake very quickly, and roared at them.

"hiss--"

The sharp voice woke up the old man who was taking a nap by the lake. The old man obviously wanted to get up immediately, but due to physical reasons, he could only slowly sit up while leaning on the armrests, and looked back.

At this glance, both sides were shocked.

Hu Yushan's face was full of shit: Who the hell is this, Teacher Wengalil! ?His master? ?No, no, his master is not an ordinary person, nor is he so old.

The old man opened his eyes slightly, and wanted to say something, but because he was too excited, he coughed before he could say anything. Hu Yushan didn't know what he was thinking, but he stepped forward quickly, and helped the coughing man who bent over Old man, give him a pat on the back.

"Cough cough cough-"

"Slow down." While patting his back for him, Hu Yushan urged his spiritual power to walk around his meridians.

The meridian is stagnant and congested, as if the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, and a little spiritual power can be vaguely felt, and the shattered supernatural core still remains in the dantian of the lower abdomen, and the name that Hu Yushan called out is ready to come out.

"People? You are, people?" The old man finally calmed down, looked at Hu Yushan's face in shock, and even reached out to touch it. Hu Yushan didn't hide, and let his hands as rough as dead branches stroke his own Face.

"Hiss———" The half-man, half-fish child in the water was still screaming, jumping up and down, trying to get ashore, but it was useless for him to get ashore, the fish's tail couldn't walk.

"Don't bark, Fuja, they are not bad people."

The little murloc named Fujia didn't listen, and just kept calling, until the old man got up and walked beside him, before he calmed down, holding the old man's arm with his tender hands, bared his teeth and roared at Hu Yushan.

"I'm sorry, Fujia has never seen outsiders before, so she is afraid of strangers."

Hu Yushan smiled, and squatted down, looking at the face that was seven or eight points similar to his master but much older, thinking of what his master mentioned to him a long time ago, betting his life with others, and the power core was abolished. The missing brother, Sharjah.

Jin Jin stood next to Xiao Hong, staring at the little murloc with interest: "This is a mermaid child, right? You can't cultivate well, and you can't transform into a human form."

Xiaohong, on the other hand, looked disgusted, and took two steps back. He belongs to the Suzaku clan, which belongs to fire, and instinctively hates things with water attributes, except for food, but obviously this little murloc cannot eat them.

"Where did you come from? How long have you been here? What has become of the outside world?" The old man said, his eyes gradually turned red: "I have stayed here for countless years, and I have never found a way to get out. ,I really……"

I didn’t feel it when I ran away from home back then, but now that I’m dying, those things that were deliberately suppressed in my heart and not recalled jumped up one after another, playing in my mind like a slide show, and there was regret, but More miss, miss very much.

"Sharjah, uncle." Hu Yushan originally wanted to call grandpa, but Wen Jialier was his master, so he couldn't change his seniority, so he called uncle, who knows why he still cares about his seniority at this time.

When Sharjah heard him call his name, many emotions flashed across his old and cloudy eyes, and finally he was frozen in shock and astonishment: "You, know me?"

Hu Yushan shook his head and was about to speak, but Sharjah interrupted him, reached out and grabbed his arm, and asked eagerly, "Do you know my brother, Wengalil!?"

"He is my master."

Sharjah laughed twice suddenly, his sallow face suddenly turned rosy, and the dead breath around him became alive in an instant: "You are my brother's apprentice, how is my brother? Is he in good health? Is he People with supernatural powers must still be healthy, right?"

The little murloc holding his arm didn't understand why Sharjah became agitated all of a sudden. He was instinctively wary of strangers who suddenly appeared, and the young man not far away who was surrounded by fire breath really wanted to drag Sharjah to hide. At the bottom of the water, but the patriarch said that Sharjah could not live in the water, no matter how frightened he was, he could only endure it, baring his teeth and pretending to be calm.

"Teacher Wengalil is very good, but I miss you very much." The master rarely mentioned Sharjah, but he knew that it was not that the master didn't want to mention it, but he didn't dare to mention it: "He said that he regretted it very much."

The smile on Sharjah's face froze, he let go of the hand holding Hu Yushan's arm, choked up, and began to cry with his face in his hands. The skinny old man just cried like a homeless child.

Hu Yushan was at a loss, he didn't understand why he started to cry, and there was no response after two times of comfort, so he turned his attention to Li Changsi for help, Li Changsi shook his head, motioned him to leave it alone, and let Sharjah cry.

After crying on and off for 5 minutes, Sharjah finally stopped, still holding his face, choked up and said: "What did he regret, it's all my fault, I regret it..."

The little murloc Fuga hugged Sharjah's arm, worried that his scales would fall off.

Hu Yushan comforted: "Don't cry, we will take you out, Master, he has been waiting for you to come home."

Sharjah wiped away tears with the palm of his hand, raised his head: "Really?"

Hu Yushan nodded: "Of course it is true."

Sharjah sighed, and touched his face with dimples and horizontal lines: "But I am old and dying."

"No, Master and I have already developed a potion to restore the supernatural core. As long as you turn back into a supernatural being, your lifespan will be extended."

Sharjah's eyes lit up again: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. I have it in my space button." Hu Yushan was about to take the medicine, but Li Changsi behind him grabbed his arm and nodded his chin to the side, motioning him to look over there.

Hu Yushan looked at the past, his heart was suffocated, the shock and amazement were intertwined, and the talent of a fairy probably meant this kind of appearance.

Jin squeezed his chin and sighed, "This is the normal mermaid painting style."