Spring goes and autumn comes, and eighty-one years pass by quickly. Wei Huo opened his eyes, his golden pupils returned to calm. Everything he experienced in the false realm was soothed by these eighty-one years, and Wei Huo's realm also entered the middle stage of legend.

Wei Huo walked out of the hut, and the golden armor under Jinpan seemed to have left long ago. He turned around and found that Ruyi Tower was still there, but Xiao Qian was gone.

Wei Huo's eyes were still as calm as usual, and he began to walk down the mountain.

The former partners finally left, and Wei Huo did not have too much emotional fluctuation. He was still accustomed to all this. He went east, preparing to travel back to his hometown, and then headed to the Eastern Continent.

His spiritual realm has already reached the late stage of the legend, and is even close to the peak of the legend, but he does not intend to sit idly, but travels thousands of miles to see the world, observe nature, and experience the most common way of nature.

He is now calm and is in a state of concentration at all times. He can be able to move, sit and lie down without losing his state of mind. He can practice every moment without having to sit idly.

Eighty-one years of practicing while sitting on the Chaos Stone Bed, he still added a chaotic energy in his body. The chaotic energy can be decomposed into yin and yang energy, or combined into one, which is very wonderful.

Wei Huo was able to shrink the ground into an inch, and it was a short distance, but he slowed down, walked step by step, and moved forward step by step. During the walk, Wei Huo observed every grass, every leaf, and every inch of land on the way, watching them rebirth and their demise.

If you are not happy when you are alive, you are not sad when you are alive, and you are always calm in your heart.

Wei Huo walked forward for several months and came to a valley. There were continuous calls for fighting, rocks collapsed, and there were still many shouts of scolding.

Wei Huo's golden eyes flashed, and then crossed time and space to see the scene ahead.

It was an epic vulture. It was chasing a rare human at the moment. The man was about twenty-five years old. Although he was weak, he repeatedly avoided the attacks of vultures.

But he was facing an epic existence after all, and at most he could dodge a few times, but he could not escape death in the end.

This man seemed to know this, so he cursed without hesitation: "You bald, flat-haired, don't bully people with your high level. If I escape, I will definitely slaughter your descendants!"

The epic vulture was furious: "Damn ants, when you killed me, San'er, you thought about today. Today you will definitely crush your bones and ashes!"

When Wei Huo saw this scene, he couldn't help but think that the development of things in the world always follows some rules. If you make harsh words, you will be slapped in the face, and if you bully the small ones, you will be killed. Some people call it "the necessity of history" and some people call it "the history is always amazingly similar."

Although the young man was not a match for the vulture, he fled to Wei Huo by chance. The vulture could not kill the young man in time, as if he had to lead the war to Wei Huo.

The vulture said coldly: "The human race is just a panda race, a subsidiary race of the dog race and the cat race. There is no legend in the race. It is not worth mercy to die at all. It is really brave to kill my son. No one can save you if he comes today!"

The young man was very anxious to escape to Wei Huo, and the vulture chased him reluctantly, and then...

They suddenly flew past Wei Huo and flew westward, as if they had accidentally ignored Wei Huo.

Wei Huo broke the delusion and returned to peace, his whole body returned to nature, his temperament became ordinary, but he was ignored by others.

This is really unfortunate news for the young man...

The young man rushed out hundreds of meters and suddenly felt that there was something wrong there. He felt that there was vitality to keep walking west, but the feeling suddenly disappeared again. It seemed that he had to go east again to have a chance to survive, but the vulture was in the east.

The young man said viciously: "If I could go back alive, I would have to break the shell of the old turtle. It clearly told me that there was a way out to go west."

Wei Huo just saw through the Eye of Destruction, he saw that the vulture was always entangled with death energy, and it seemed that it would die at any time. However, when it ignored Wei Huo and chased the young man who also ignored Wei Huo, the death energy suddenly dissipated a lot.

Wei Huo thought to himself, if this was a movie, the director would probably have been furious: "Why don't you write it according to the script?"

The young man stopped and ran eastward with a tough bullet. He believed in his feelings. He felt that he seemed to have missed the opportunity to survive just now, and this time he could not miss it again!

The vulture sneered: "Why don't you run away? Do you know you can't escape?"

The young man did not answer, but shouted in the direction of Wei Huo: "Sir, save me!"

The vulture sneered: "The three epics of the human race guard the city and dare not come out. Where did you come from the senior?"

However, as soon as this guy finished speaking, a big hand transformed by the essence of heaven and earth grabbed it and directly pressed the vulture to the ground.

Wei Huo took action, not because of the young man's voice, "Sir, save me," but because Wei Huo recognized who the young man was.

The young man finally saw who took action. When he saw Wei Huo, he immediately spoke in surprise: "It's you, Zhou Huo!"

Wei Huo had no fluctuations in his heart and said, "What a coincidence, Li Song, I didn't expect to meet you here."

"..."Young man, "My brother Huo, my name is Zhou Song, it is Zhou, not Li."

Wei Huo smiled at the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect to see an old friend in the false realm again. The spirit of this guy changed drastically, and even his appearance changed by four or five percent. If Wei Huo hadn't remembered that mark, he wouldn't have recognized this guy.

Wei Huo is now in the middle of the legend, and everything he has experienced has been remembered. Of course, he remembers Zhou Song. This guy is not only a good friend of Wei Huo in many false realms, but also a good friend of Wei Huo before the time stops.

The reason is very simple, because Zhou Song is also ordinary, with a thin sense of existence, and birds of feathers gather together, so the two became friends.

However, unlike Wei Huo, Zhou Song is very narcissistic. When someone calls him a handsome guy, he probably thinks he is calling him. He looks ordinary, but he cares very much about his appearance. However, this person is indeed brave enough to make a fortune. In Wei Huo's misunderstanding, he can often make a career.

At this time, the vulture was confused. It was either a half-step legend or a real legend. But how could a legend be born among humans? It only took a hundred years for humans to appear.

Zhou Song saw Wei Huo subduing the vulture uniform with one move, and was amazed: "I haven't seen you for a while, why have you become so strong? I'm sure I'm not wrong. We are both not ordinary people. If we have the opportunity, we will definitely soar into the sky!"

Wei Huo did not respond. Zhou Song in the false realm has always been a fearless existence. In his own words, the president is also a human being and will die. What's the difference between me? I never look down on anyone or underestimate anyone. The more I look down on people I want to make friends with.

But this person ignored him, he was the person that others looked down upon.

The vulture couldn't help it, and it said, "I don't know which clan the clan is the legend of the senior? If I spare my life, my clan will be rewarded!"

Before Wei Huo could speak, Zhou Song couldn't help it: "This vulture clan has such a terrible virtue. If you can't beat it, you will say that the other party's realm is higher than you. When I beat its sons, I scolded me for bullying the small all day long. How could I be compared to you stupid birds?"

After saying that, Zhou Song asked again: "How do you deal with this stupid bird?"

Wei Huo said lightly: "Kill."

When the vulture heard this, it immediately broke all its heart and begged for mercy: "Senior, you can't bully the small ones for the big ones!"

Zhou Song said: "It's an epic, and I have lived to a dog for hundreds of years... No, now I can't use swear words with the word "dog"... Can you have some backbone?"

The vulture ignored it, dignity and other things didn't matter, living is the bottom line. It said: "Senior, I can be your mount."

Zhou Song said: "Who will want a bald mount? It's too ugly?"

The vulture almost turned his nose awkward. I am willing to become a mount, but I am not satisfied?

As a result, Wei Huo spoke: "Baked."
Chapter completed!