Chapter 277: It's like a dream

The keel sailboat moved forward quickly. Yu Zecheng and Cheng Lan knew that the other party had violated the heavens and refined the Chiyao Purple River Pill. After the matter was exposed, they would definitely come out and search everywhere. So this time the two of them didn't say anything, speeded up, and walked forward all the way, not daring to stay.

There are still three thousand miles away from the South China Sea. The keel sailboat flies faster and faster, and soon arrives on the South China Sea.

The Gulun Qiwen was still in a coma. Yu Zecheng thought about it and took out a spoonful of spring water from his Pangu world, took out half a spoonful of spiritual liquid at the crater, and then mixed them together and poured them together. He was afraid that the spirit was strong, so he reached out and cut them on himself and left a spoonful of blood, mixed the three together, and then poured the Gulun Qiwen down.

The skeleton in the car was lying with patterns, and Yu Zecheng and Chenglan were narrow and could only sit cross-legged. At this time, they arrived above the South China Sea, but it was already noon.

Last time Ye Han passed through the South China Sea, he deliberately chose to set off in the morning and arrive in the evening. The two of them made wings and set up barriers, and were very careful. Originally, Yu Zecheng wanted to do this, but now he didn't care about this situation. If he took a step later, he would not be able to get out of the Yuanzhou area.

Yu Zecheng also relied on his fast keel sailboat, gritted his teeth and rushed into the South China Sea and towards the Jingzhou area.

Less than an hour after he entered the South China Sea, two real people from the Black Witch Sect Jindan flew here to block this and check passers-by.

Yu Zecheng's keel sailboat sailed into the South China Sea, landed on the water, and then rushed on the water. After the sailboat arrived on the water, it was like a fish in water, and the dragon returned to the sea, and it was a thousand miles in an instant, much faster than in the air.

The entire sailboat turned into a ray of light and shadow, galloping on the water surface. Wherever it passed, there was no stirring up the waves, as if the sailboat did not exist on the water surface.

This is the real purpose of this ship. Yu Zecheng and Cheng Lan let out a long sigh. This has left the Yuanzhou area, and things are over.

On the keel sailboat, it was as fast as lightning, and it seemed like something had hit. Water splashed around it. Yu Zecheng heard someone shouting:

"Who is so bold that he actually rushed in the South China Sea and actually hit the frame of the yew Dragon King. Stop quickly and stop."

I saw dozens of strange-shaped sea beasts rushed up from behind, including seahorse monsters, octopus monsters, shrimp soldiers, crab generals, and several dragons.

Stop? Stop is a fool. Yu Zezhen added spirit stones, speeded up at full speed, and charged desperately. Suddenly, the keel sailboat became faster and faster. All the pursuers behind were eaten away and could only scold them from afar.

At sunset, the two rushed out of the South China Sea without rest, and continued to move forward and entered the Jingzhou area.

They continued to rush, flew for a day and a night, crossed the Cape of Good Hope, and arrived at the banks of the Minjiang River. The two were also a little tired. The most important thing was that Gu Lun Qiwen woke up, and the three decided to rest for one night in Shimen City, on the banks of the Minjiang River.

Ye Han took them to live here for a night in Shimen City. This place was the Minjiang Sect, which is a medium-sized sect of the 800 side sects, and is one of the major sects in Jingzhou.

The three of them booked a separate courtyard here, and didn't want to be too busy. They honestly rested for one night and rushed to the road the next day.

In this way, the three of them walked forward, crossing the Hongyuan Mountains, passing through the Shahara Desert, and finally arrived at the Beihai and left Jingzhou.

The closer they got to their hometown, the more anxious the three of them were, and they wanted to speed up the keel sailboat to the fastest speed. After passing Beihai and entering Gunzhou, one foot had already stepped into their hometown.

Flying over the top of Tianchi, crossing the Yandang Plain, and crossing the Qilian Mountains, finally, in the afternoon of that day, a huge lake far away appeared in front of everyone. In the center of the lake was a pyramid-shaped building, which was Xiling.

Suddenly, the three of them were extremely excited and arrived home. The wanderer who was out finally came back. Yu Zecheng approached the dragon bone sailboat on the Xiling Mountains and stopped. The three of them got off the sailboat in turn and swam over the west neighbors.

It turns out that the six schools of buildings on the Xiling Mountain were all destroyed by the sky, and now they have been rebuilt, but they are no longer as luxurious as before.

Yu Zecheng and the other two walked here. There were several disciples of the six sects of Qi Refining Stage guarding here. Seeing Yu Zecheng's speed car and the three of them's sword-controlling power, they immediately avoided them from afar.

The three of them walked for a while, and Cheng Lan said:

"Two brothers, let's separate here. My hometown is in Qingguo. If I want to go there, we will have a different way. Let's contact Feijian. After a hundred days, we will meet here and return to the master's sect."

Yu Zecheng nodded and said:

"A hundred days, okay, we will meet here at that time."

Cheng Lan nodded and said:

"I sent my senior brother Zizhuang's things on the way. I will leave you here and see you in a hundred days."

After saying that, Cheng Lan stood up with his sword and flew towards the distance. Yu Zecheng watched him disappear and said to Gu Lun Qiwen:

"Qiwen, let's go too. It's not far away. Let's fly with the sword. At the beginning, you and I could only walk, but now we can finally be proud and walk with the sword."

Gu Lun Qiwen nodded, and the two of them rose up with their swords and flew towards the Gu Lun family's village. For about a quarter of an hour, Gu Lun Qiwen pressed the sword light and landed in a wilderness valley. They knelt down towards one place and said:

"This is where we met the three heroes of Ziling back then, and my father self-destructed himself."

After saying that, Gu Lun Qiwen took out three incense and lit them in, then started bowing and suddenly started crying loudly.

"Father, your son is finally back. Your son has built the foundation. Not only will he build the foundation, he will also have the golden elixir and Nascent Soul in the future. He has not disappointed your expectations. Father, how can you be there? My son is here to see you. Although your son has also embarked on the old path of Gulun's family, I want to walk out of an extremely bright golden road......"

Gulun Qiwen cried here, and Yu Zecheng couldn't help but sighed. People like him had paid the most to achieve what they are today.

Looking at the deserted ancient times in the distance, I thought about the battle with the three heroes of Ziling here, which was like yesterday, which made people sigh.

Gu Lun Qiwen cried for a while, stood up, and felt stable, saying:

"From then on, my bones will only bleed, not crying. Uncle Yu, let's go."

Yu Zecheng nodded, and the two of them stood up with their swords and flew towards Gulun Manzhai. They used to have to walk for many days, but now they are in an instant.

The terrifying primeval forest now looks like a thatched field for them. Both of them pass by their swords and breathe, and suddenly, thousands of poisonous creatures and thousands of monsters are banned from the sound. Based on their intuition, this terrifying sword energy is not something they can mess with.

In less than an hour, the two were approaching the Gulun Man Village. The Gulun's swords were getting faster and faster. As they were about to reach the Man Village, a long roar resounded through the clouds, and the heaven and earth were shocked.

Suddenly, a cloud of insects rose from the barbarian village, but it was much less than before, and one person shouted:

"Who is here to visit?"

The voice was Gu Lun looking at the moon, Gu Lun shouted:

"Second uncle, I'm back, my Gu Lun is back."

Suddenly, the Manzhai was boiling, and Gu Lun looked at Gu Lun's tears as he looked at Gu Lun's veil. In an instant, they all hugged each other and everyone started to cry.

Yu Zecheng fell in the barbarian village and wanted to leave immediately, but Gu Lun was in a row, Gu Lun was obstructing him in all his eyes. Now the sun has set, the city gates are closed, and every household is resting. It is inconvenient to go home in the middle of the night. It is time to go back tomorrow morning. It has been so many years, so there is no need to rush for a night.

Yu Zecheng thought about it the same, so he spent the night here. There was a grand bonfire party, and everyone was celebrating.

At this time, Yu Zecheng discovered that there were many more children in the Gulun family, and Gulun Wangyue explained:

"Brother Yu, since the Great Heaven has been taken away by the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the Shuiyun Sect has sent three fetal breathing disciples here every year to help us protect our home. Until five years ago, the war was in a tight position, so we stopped sending disciples.

They have no entertainment here, so our Gulun family has many excellent descendants."

Yu Zecheng laughed, and a beautiful young woman walked to Yu Zecheng and said:

"Brother Zecheng, do you still remember me?"

It was Gu Lun Qiwen's real sister, the girl of that year, who had not seen her for thirteen years, had become a plump young woman. Yu Zecheng was her first man. Seeing her, Yu Zecheng thought of what she said when she parted:

"I, I don't want this, I want to listen to the song you sang that night."

The soft voice was heard, as if yesterday's words were said, but Yu Zecheng was still the handsome young man back then, the girl had turned into a young woman with clouds sprinkled in her hair and half-covered breasts. If ten years passed, another hundred years later, it would be a big dream.

Yu Zecheng asked:

"Where is your aunt?"

She lowered her head and said:

"Four years ago, my aunt went out to hunt and was attacked by a beast. She was not rescued and she had already gone."

Yu Zecheng sighed, nowhere to go, peach blossoms still smiled in the spring breeze, and that extremely graceful aunt actually died like this. Gu Lun continued:

"Brother Zecheng, please play another song for us. My aunt and I both like your songs. She was still chanting your song when she died."

Yu Zecheng nodded, took out the huqin, adjusted the scale, and returned to his hometown thirteen years later, everything was like a dream, and it seemed like a dream.

Yu Zecheng thought about it, started playing, slowly started singing, singing the Yulin Ling of the great lyricist Liu Yong three hundred years ago:

"The cicada is sad and sad. When facing the long pavilion, the rain has just stopped. The capital tent has no mood. The orchid boat is destroyed. Holding hands and looking at each other, the tears are still silent. The thought goes away thousands of miles of smoke and waves, and the dusk mist is sunny and the sky is vast.
Chapter completed!