Chapter 1204： Daomen Ancient Formation

I don't know how long he has been flying, and as time goes by, Lu Chen's brows can't help but tighten.

With his cultivation base, the speed of escape can be described as extremely fast, and the divine consciousness has always spread to the extreme, and no living person has been found. Not only that, there has never been any creature in the mountains, forests and rivers in this realm.

This world seemed to have nothing wrong with it, but it was like a dead world. There was silence all around, and there was no sound of wind. The silence made people fearful.

"Is it true or illusion..." Lu Chen's figure suddenly stopped. After a glance at the ground below, his figure slowly fell.

Above the earth, beside a long river, Lu Chen stood by the lake with his hands on his hands, looking at the river flowing in front of him, a faint light flashed in his eyes.

After a while, Lu Chen's brows suddenly wrinkled, and then a golden light appeared all over his body, and the Nine Dragon Heaven Swallowing Art had started to turn away without knowing it.

"This is... the cultivation base is slowly dissipating!" Lu Chen slowly raised his arm, an incredible color flashed in his eyes.

The power of his whole body's cultivation level has gradually disappeared, and the mana in his body has almost dried up. In a flash, he has changed from a new mortal.

The surrounding scene suddenly became a bit distorted, the scorching sun in the sky sinking to the west at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a blink of an eye the dusk was approaching.

The doubt on Lu Chen's face became more intense, he walked slowly to the river and looked towards the surface of the river.

When he saw his reflection on the surface of the river, there was a sense of trance in his eyes, and then he was enveloped in confusion.

On the surface of the river, Lu Chen's reflection has completely changed a person. This person has long hair tied behind his head, with distinct features on his cheek, wearing a loose robe, looking like a scholar.

"Who am I?" The confusion in Lu Chen's eyes grew a bit thicker.

The reflection on the surface of the river was not Lu Chen's appearance at all, but between the eyebrows, Yu Na Xiaotianji had some sense of spirit.

"Brother! Brother! Why are you here, let's go home quickly, otherwise Dad will definitely scold you again." Lu Chen called out hastily behind him.

The voice was slightly immature, and as he walked in a long distance, accompanied by the sound of running footsteps, Lu Chen slowly turned around when he heard the movement.

Following his gaze, he saw a girl who looked five or six years old wearing a red cloth, with a smile on her face, and was jogging all the way to her side.

"Who are you...?" Lu Chen subconsciously touched his forehead, looked at the little girl and asked in a low voice.

The little girl stood in front of Lu Chen, and after hearing his words, the pink face suddenly showed a touch of grievance.

"I'm your sister, Xiao Ling'er, my brother doesn't know Ling'er anymore." Xiao Ling'er pursed her mouth, her eyes were a little moist, as if she was about to cry.

Lu Chen's figure trembled suddenly, and there was a bang in his mind. The fragmentary memory fragments seemed to be awakened, almost covering all of his consciousness.

After a long time, Lu Chen couldn't help rubbing his forehead, then raised his eyes again to look at the little girl in front of him, a smile on his face.

"Little Ling'er, how could my brother not know you? My brother had a dream just now, and his mind was a little unresponsive." Lu Chen touched Xiao Ling'er's head and said softly.

When Xiao Ling'er heard Lu Chen's words, she burst into laughter, and hurriedly ran over to pull the arm of the person in front of her.

"Brother, what dream have you had, can you talk to Xiao Ling'er?" Xiao Ling'er blinked, and the little face was full of expectation.

Lu Chen smiled slightly and saw that he slowly raised his head and looked at the distant sky. The sky slowly became dim, and the setting sun sank into the western mountain.

From time to time in the air, birds rushing to return to their nests flew past, and the evening breeze blew Lu Chen's robe with a little coolness.

"Brother dreamed that he became a god, and he could fly into the sky between his steps, and he could open the mountains and cleave rocks with his hands up." The smile on Lu Chen's face was calm, like a person who had just woken up, recalling his dream.

Xiao Ling'er tilted her head, seemingly a little bit understanding, Lu Chen laughed, took her little hand, and walked forward.

"This dream is very long, until my brother has almost forgotten it, let's go home for dinner." Lu Chen laughed as he walked.

"Well, Xiao Ling'er is also hungry. My mother said that tonight, I made Xiao Ling'er's favorite dry fish." When it comes to eating, Xiao Ling'er seems to have forgotten Lu Chen's words instantly, and the corner of her mouth is vaguely The saliva can be seen flowing out.

Lu Chen smiled and shook his head, not thinking too much, holding Xiao Ling'er's hand, and the two of them crossed several paths and walked into an ordinary small town.

As the sky gradually dimmed, pedestrians were already scarce on the streets of towns, and some paving stalls on the side of the street began to close.

On the main street of the town, Lu Chen had a smile on his face, and most of the people in the city seemed to recognize the brother and sister, and sometimes they greeted them.

Crossing the main street and bypassing several alleys, the siblings walked to the door of a mansion.

"Master, you are back, Master and Madam, are waiting for you and Ling'er to eat." At the gate of the mansion, an old man dressed in grey clothes and half a hundred hair walked out, looking at Lu with a kind face. Dust two people.

"Understood, Steward Wang, I will go now." Lu Chen slightly took Xiao Ling'er into the courtyard.

Entering the mansion, the scent of the food suddenly burst into the nose, Xiao Ling'er's eyes lit up, she immediately broke free of Lu Chen's palm, and ran towards the hall in a trot.

"Heh, this girl is getting more and more greedy." Lu Chen muttered softly, followed by behind, toward the direction of the mansion hall.

A majestic middle-aged man in the hall was sitting at the table at the moment, beside him stood a woman in elegant clothes.

With a soft smile on her face, the woman was looking up at the little girl who ran into the hall at this time, with a doting look on her face.

"Father, mother, brother walks too slowly, Xiao Ling'er is hungry, so he eats first." After Xiao Ling'er entered the hall, those big shining eyes were staring at the dishes on the table intently.

As soon as her words fell, she had already ran to the table, and the little man jumped onto his own seat without knowing where he was.

Without waiting for the two on the table to say anything, Xiao Linger clamped a piece of fish head from the table plate in his own small bowl, and the whole movement was completed in one go, which was extremely proficient.

"This child, eat slowly." The woman on the side couldn't help pursing her lips and hurriedly stood beside Xiao Ling'er. She took out a silk scarf and gently wiped her mouth.