Dressed as a male protagonist

Brother Sect Leader took care of him. At that time, you worshiped Senior Brother Sect Leader as your own father. "

Shen Rang looked at Wei Ling: "But the senior brother in charge is not your father after all. After you grew up a little, you discovered the difference between the senior brother in charge and your father. Since then, there has never been a senior brother in charge like a child. side, seek his refuge."

Wei Ling understood what Shen Rang meant in an instant, and wanted to stop him from continuing.

Shen Rang said: "Don't talk, wait for me to finish."

The sun was shining on Shen Rang, he faced the sun, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "That was the first time I saw you, it was here. At that time, you thought I hurt the senior brother, and you rushed forward to fight me desperately."

Sighing, Shen Rang lowered his head and said, "I can't go back... I really can't go back."

Sighing twice, Shen Rang said softly: "That year, the Shuntian Empire attacked the Silent Forest, and we went together to help the fellows of the Silent Forest to resist the aliens. You lost your way in the forest alone and walked for a long, long time I just came back. Because of the urgent battle situation, we didn't go to find you in time... Although we greeted the demon queen in the forest of silence, the monsters or demon cultivators there would not make things difficult for you, but we left you alone in the Being in the woods is the most regrettable thing in this life for me and the sect master brother."

He looked at Wei Ling: "We don't know what you went through. At that time, you only said that you had a dream, and you woke up and returned to the original place, but in fact, the senior brother and I don't believe it. "

Wei Ling said softly: "...I'm sorry."

The reason why I say sorry is because I am not the real Wei Ling, and I don't remember anything Shen Rang said.

Occupied Wei Ling's body, but could not repay the care and love of the brothers and sisters for Wei Ling.

If possible, Wei Ling would rather leave this body, let the real Wei Ling come back, and let him repay this love by himself.

Shen Rang shook his head: "Never say sorry to me, or the senior brother in charge. We are the ones who should really apologize."

Turning around to open the restriction of the Lingyin Cave, Shen Rang said: "Come in with me."

Wei Ling originally thought that Shen Rang was just bringing him here to reminisce about the past, so that he could "change his mind", but he didn't expect him to let him enter the spiritual cave...

"Brother, can you tell me where we are going?" Wei Ling hesitated.

Shen Rang said: "What? Are you afraid of meeting the elders?"

Wei Ling's heart skipped a beat: "...It's not that I'm afraid."

Shen Rang said: "Since you are not afraid, go in."

Seeing that Shen Rang had already taken the lead, Wei Ling couldn't fall behind no matter how hesitant.

The two walked in Lingyin Cave for an hour, passed through many Futian Caves, detoured many fork roads, until they came to the end of Lingyin Cave.

It's pitch black here, you can't see your fingers, and you can't even reach out your spiritual consciousness.

Wei Ling whispered: "Brother Shen, are you there?"

"exist."

Following Shen Rang's answer, a cluster of flames the size of a fingernail appeared on Shen Rang's fingertips.

Wei Ling tried to pop a cluster of flames, but he didn't even see a spark.

Shen Rang moved the flames towards Wei Ling, and said softly, "Your cultivation level is not enough, don't bother."

Wei Ling let out an "oh", thinking that this place can actually suppress people's cultivation, could it be...?

Shen Rang said, "Do you know what's down there?"

Wei Ling froze for a moment, nodded, and shook his head again.

Shen Rang laughed: "Do you know, or don't you know?"

Wei Ling frowned slightly as the flickering flames reflected on Wei Ling's face, "I heard that in the depths of Lingyin Cave, there are treasures that our Wanzongmen have guarded for thousands of years. There will be an additional restriction, and very few people can break into the deepest part and see this legendary treasure."

This treasure is the source of chaos, what Jin Yan tried to steal and devour back then.

Shen Rang said: "It is indeed a treasure."

When the words fell, Shen Rang popped out the flame from his fingertips, and fell down|falling along the deep darkness in front of him.

"This treasure was bright in the past, but it didn't light up later."

Wei Ling was surprised for a while: "Why?" The source of chaos is the birth of heaven and earth, and the first fire born in the misty chaos is the fire of chaos.The sky and the earth are immortal, and this fire is immortal, so how could it not be lit?

Shen Rang said, "I don't know either."

Wei Ling was aroused by Shen Rang, and seeing the cluster of flames gradually extinguished after falling to the ground, he asked, "Is there still fire?"

Shen Rang flicked his fingers and sparked a cluster of flames again.

"Brother asked me to come in, did he just want me to see what happened to this treasure?"

Shen Rang turned to look at Wei Ling: "Do you want to see it?"

Although he didn't know why Shen Rang didn't take him to see the elders, but came to this place with tears in his eyes, Wei Ling still said: "If senior brother wants me to see it, I will go."

Being able to help Shen Rang solve small troubles and troubles is also a way of compensation.Wei Ling would not refuse.

Shen Rang said: "Then you go and have a look."

There was a hint of a sigh in this sentence, and Wei Ling felt uncomfortable when he heard it.

"Then... I'll go." After thinking about it, Wei Ling felt that if Shen Rang got angry again, he wouldn't kill himself, so he gritted his teeth and stepped out.

"what--!!!"

The feeling of weightlessness made Wei Ling scream. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the dark days of the 21st century. There was no light, no wind, and no life. He was isolated from the whole world and could only hide in the darkness. In, apprehensive.

The feeling of falling didn't last long.

Sensing something catching him, Wei Ling's five senses finally returned to his body.

It's a soft thing that feels like cotton.Wei Ling supported it, slowly got up and stepped on the ground, and looked up.

Shen Rang's cluster of flames was too weak, Wei Ling squinted his eyes, and could only see a faint spark.

This feeling is like looking at a small star from several trillion light years away, which makes people feel powerless.

Wei Ling didn't know why Shen Rang didn't remind him that this place was a cliff, and he had personally watched the cluster of flames that Shen Rang ejected fall on the black ground and slowly extinguished.It doesn't make sense that the flat ground turned into a cliff as soon as he stepped out?

I don't know if he noticed Wei Ling's gaze, but the flames on Shen Rang's fingertips went out again.

The world fell into endless darkness again.

Wei Ling took a step back uncontrollably, trying to find something to lean on.

He has an indescribable fear of the dark. In the 21st century, in order to overcome this fear, he often turned off the lights at night, forcing himself to play games or even watch horror movies under the cover of night.

But at that time, no matter how dark the environment is, there will always be a lamp, a light, or a person to illuminate him, give him a sense of security, and let him know that he is not alone.

But this time, there was no light and no one by his side...

Why?Why didn't Shen Rang tell him that this was an abyss? !

It wasn't until he stepped on a round thing that Wei Ling came back to his senses and fumbled to pick it up.

He touched the hard|hard shell, then a row of dense things, and then, he felt two small holes, two big holes...

He wanted to scream, but the string called reason firmly suppressed his throat, preventing him from shouting.

Wei Ling withdrew his hand and staggered towards another direction, finally bumping into a hard|hard wall full of corners not long after.

There was a rustling sound next to his ear, Wei Ling grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly, breathed hard, desperately mobilized the spiritual power in his body, trying to use the spiritual power to ignite a flame.

"Crack, creak."

The flame did not appear, but there were a few strange sounds in my ears, like the sound of bones rubbing|colliding with each other.

Wei Ling hurriedly summoned Li Xing, but after waiting for a long time, Li Xing was still not summoned.Frightened, he took out the ink seal from his waist and waved it blankly beside him, fearing that something strange would suddenly jump out and give him a fatal blow.

It's ridiculous to say that, as a cultivator of immortals, Wei Ling is afraid of the dark, and those low-level demons and monsters that grow in the dark.

But he was just afraid.

Afraid of this feeling of being swallowed by darkness and isolated from the whole world.

The sound of "creak, creak" got closer, Wei Ling's eyes widened in the darkness, and he kept waving the ink seal, hoping that doing so could slightly prevent those things from approaching.

"what!"

Suddenly, something similar to an ultrasonic wave poured into Wei Ling's eardrums, making him dizzy and temporarily deaf and blind.

When he came back to his senses, some red light gradually appeared under his feet, coming out from under the surface, with scorching heat, as if he was trying to drill up.

Wei Ling tensed all over, and immediately wanted to stay away from the ground that was about to be engulfed by the flames, but found that his feet were actually attached to the ground, and he couldn't move at all! ! !

Wei Ling bent slightly, clasped the wall behind him with his right hand, and tried to lift his feet up.

"call--"

"Who?!"

Wei Ling definitely heard the obvious breathing sound!

"Whoosh-"

There was another snore, and this time, Wei Ling finally found the source of the sound.

He suddenly turned his head, facing a pair of dark green eyes that were as big as lanterns.

"……what!!!!!"

The horrific cry echoed in the abyss, and Shen Rang on the cliff felt his heart tighten, almost uncontrollably jumping down following the sound.

But he still held back.

Under the cliff, on the wall covered with gravel and dead bones, a large crumpled face was embedded in it.Its eyes were fixed on Wei Ling, and its big nostrils were behind Wei Ling.

Wei Ling turned his head abruptly, and while pressing his bloody right hand with his left hand, he closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and inhaled and exhaled fiercely.

Unexpectedly, a strong force came, and Wei Ling was pushed around, and his body changed from the direction with his back facing the big face to the direction facing the big face.

The mouth on that big face was slowly wriggling and chewing at this moment, as if very satisfied with Wei Ling's flesh and blood.

There was a layer of cold sweat on Wei Ling's forehead, and he wanted to close his eyes again, but he was afraid that something more terrible would happen if he closed his eyes, so he endured the pain and looked into those big eyes.

The nose of the big face shrugged, pulled Wei Ling closer, and pressed it directly to his heart.

A smell of fire rushed straight into his nostrils.

Then, there was surprise in the big face's eyes, and he opened his mouth and bit Wei Ling's arm almost impatiently, bit off his flesh and sleeves, and devoured it into his stomach.

Wei Ling felt dizzy for a while, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

What the hell is going on...why...why did the brother deliberately trick him down...

Is it for him to die?Or did they discover his identity and know that he is not the real Wei Ling?

Wei Ling thought in a daze, besides this reason, he really couldn't think of any other reason to turn Shen Rang's face.

——But even if you know the reason, so what?He was about to die here, and it was impossible to ask Shen Rang why in person.

Here, he will be swallowed by a monster with only one face, and then die a useless and disgusting death.

Wei Ling raised his head slightly, looking at the top of the cliff where the flames couldn't reach, even though his eyes were so painful from the flames, he still refused to look away.

Red flames burned up from below the surface, climbing up Wei Ling's feet, calves, thighs, then torso, arms, and all the way to the top of his head.

Wei Ling seemed to smell the scorching smell of his body, and balls of flames were poured into his soul, burning and aching desperately.

In the flames, Wei Ling saw a different world.

Here, heaven and earth are connected in one place, boundless, with no end in sight.There are no stars, no moon, and no sun.Here is a dark tone, like a blue dye vat covered with a layer of dust, dirty, but with a hint of shimmer.

Azure blue is the color of the sky, and gray is the color of the earth.The height between heaven and earth is only a few feet.

There is a mountain in the distance, and there is a person sitting there, holding a clay figurine.His expression was very focused and meticulous, as if the clay figurine in his hand was a real living thing.

Wei Ling looked at him for a long time, forgetting the pain, the danger, Shen Rang, and only remembered the man on the mountain.

I don't know how long it took, the man pinched one clay figurine after another, but none of them satisfied him.So, he wanted to throw away those lifeless clay figurines.

But he seemed a little reluctant.

After hesitating, the man saw where Wei Ling was.

After a while, clay figurines were thrown into Wei Ling's arms one after another.

Wei Ling wanted to talk to him, but the man seemed not to see him, pushed the clay figurine in his arms, turned and left.

Wei Ling frowned, pinched the clay figurines and looked back and forth several times, directed the fire on his body to the clay figurines, and then put the clay figurines back on the ground, watching them transform from clay figurines into pottery figurines.

Time passed slowly, and the man came back again.He brought a woman back this time, and that woman was beautiful.Under the rising blue sky, it looks like a flower with a delicate fragrance, slowly blooming and dancing.

Later, they had children.

Following the cry of the child, the clay figurine under Wei Ling's feet moved.

Wei Ling was surprised, and the man was even more surprised.

Then, the man started discussing and researching around him with his wife and children, and threw more and more interesting things into his arms, letting him roast them with flames.

Like a puppet, Wei Ling roasted everything without refusing to come.

Time goes by, and the years are silent.The distance between heaven and earth is getting farther and farther, and there are more and more mountains and rivers. It is dawn and the ground is yellow. Clay figures live on this land. far away, and no longer dwell on the earth.

Another endless time passed, and the man, his wife, and children disappeared. Wei Ling waited and waited, but no one came to see him.

Wei Ling exhausted himself and finally fell asleep while waiting.

In the dream, he was being scorched by endless flames and torn by a huge force, as if he was about to die at any moment.

"The source of chaos is mine! Mine!! Hahahahaha!!"

The wild laughter woke Wei Ling up. He opened his eyes and saw Jin Yan's red eyes.

Looking down again, Wei Ling's arms, legs, and torso were all gone, only the red flames were jumping and burning below the head.

Jin Yan was still laughing crazily. Wei Ling saw six elders wearing Wanzongmen's costumes surrounding him, covering Jin Yan with nets, forcing him to hand over part of the source of chaos that had been swallowed.

"If you want to, kill me if you have the ability! Kill me!! Hahahaha!!"

The laughter was deafening, and Wei Ling felt that his whole brain was constricted by the laughter. He wanted to cover his ears, but he lost his hands.

Then, Jin Yan suddenly broke free from the dense net, grabbed Wei Ling, pulled him from the black stone, and flew outside.

The six elders immediately caught up, and a sleepless escape and pursuit began among the seven.

Wei Ling was held in Jin Yan's arms and fled all the way.The sky was bright and then dark, dark and then bright. After an unknown amount of time, he heard a familiar and unfamiliar shouting sound.

Before seeing the person who made the sound, Wei Ling was caught by Jin Yan, and the flames on his body were scattered with pure energy, and then invaded his mind, trying to disperse his soul.

Wei Ling was in excruciating pain, but he opened his mouth wide, but couldn't let out a scream.

At this moment, Wei Ling thought that he was really going to die.

Until he was snatched from Jin Yan's hands, he still couldn't believe that he survived.

——Being poured into the sea of ​​consciousness with such a strong and pure power, even ten of them would not be able to withstand it.It was a miracle that he survived.

Next, there is endless darkness.

There is no light, no heat, cold and dark, and there is no living thing except him.

Wei Ling wanted to hug him, but he didn't have any hands.

He was floating alone in mid-air, and fear kept invading his sea of ​​consciousness, devouring his remaining sanity.

At the moment when Wei Ling was about to collapse, he finally felt a huge tearing force, and used this force to escape from the suffocating dark place.

When Wei Ling opened his eyes again, he found that he had turned into a newborn baby.

In the next second, he was slapped on the butt by someone. He couldn't tell whether it was joy or anger, and he finally burst into tears.

"Oh, Mrs. Wei! He's a big fat boy! Hearing how loud his voice is, he must be a lucky person in the future!"

The middle-aged woman who was holding Wei Ling squinted her eyes with a smile. While wiping off the dirt on Wei Ling's body with a damp cotton cloth, she wrapped him in a small quilt.

Wei Ling stopped crying, closed his eyes, and really wanted to fall asleep—why did he turn into a baby? ! !

Not long after, Wei Ling's wish came true. He had a high fever and almost fell asleep and died.His mother was so anxious that her eyes were almost blinded by crying, but she fell seriously ill and died one step ahead of him.

Wei Ling wished to turn back time.

With a high fever, sadness, and Wei Ling's unwillingness to recover, his aura became weaker and weaker, and he was only one step away from returning to his original source.

Then Wei Ling saw the patriarch Zhanye again.

Zhan Ye patted his head with a smile, and said: "Little baby, don't be self-willed, get well soon, Grandpa, I have something good for you."

Wei Ling opened his mouth and babbled a few words.

Zhan Ye took out a black stone, put it on Wei Ling's heart, and said, "You don't want to see your apprentice anymore?"

Wei Ling was shocked, and looked at Zhan Ye with a pair of big round eyes that belonged only to babies.

Zhan Ye smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have nothing against you being together."

Wei Ling's eyes were sour, and all the grievances in his heart came up.Perhaps it was heartbroken by Shen Rang's deception, or perhaps it was tortured to the limit by the ten thousand years of time, Wei Ling cried miserably.

But crying and crying, he realized something was wrong.

His hand seemed to be no longer that short and small baby's hand, and he was also much stronger. The most important thing was that he was being held in someone's arms, soothing him softly.

And the one holding him was none other than his senior brother, Nan Jinrong.

"...Brother?" Looking at the person in front of him in disbelief, Wei Ling hiccupped while speaking because he was crying so hard.

Frightened by his bear appearance, Wei Ling reached out and wiped his face, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and slip in.

Nan Jinrong knelt on the ground and hugged him, helped him wipe the tears off his face, and said softly, "It's okay, it's okay."

Hearing what Nan Jinrong said, Wei Ling's tears that had been stopped just now fell out again.

He felt ashamed, so he quickly pushed Nan Jinrong away, covered his face with his hand, so that Nan Jinrong could not see it.

Then, Minglan's voice sounded in the not-so-wide hole: "I just remembered to cover my face at this time, isn't it too late?"

Wei Ling's scalp exploded, and he turned his head to look, only to find that the other heads of Wan Zongmen had all gathered together!

Wei Ling opened his mouth and was about to refute, but his gaze was fixed on Shen Rang's face.

Everyone noticed Wei Ling's stiffness and held their breath for a moment without speaking.

Nan Jinrong slowly held Wei Ling's hand, and said softly, "It has nothing to do with Junior Brother Shen. Wei Ling, it's my fault, I shouldn't get angry."

Wei Ling lowered his eyes, his face was pale, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

He didn't dare to ask how he got out from the bottom of the cliff, and he didn't dare to ask why all this happened.

But let him forget it, he can't do it.

After a long time, Wei Ling spoke in a low voice, with a trace of depression in his voice: "Does Senior Brother Shen have anything to say to me?"

In the spiritual cave made of white jade, Shen Rang stood by the wall, dressed in white and green gauze against the jade wall, like a modest gentleman walking out of the jade.

But what he said made Wei Ling feel cold all over.

"No." Two plain words without any emotional ups and downs.

Wei Ling grasped the ground tightly with the five fingers of his right hand, and exerted a sudden force.

The series of questions he had prepared were stuck in his throat by these two words, unable to get out or down, almost choking his heart ache.

Nan Jinrong frowned: "Junior Brother Shen!"

There was a hint of sternness in his voice, as if warning something.

Maybe it took a long time, or maybe it was just a moment, Wei Ling felt that his mood had almost calmed down, so he slowly withdrew his hands, sat cross-legged, and looked up at Shen Rang.

In the cave full of aura, Wei Ling's voice slowly spread: "I'm not Wei Ling."