Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Suddenly, I stumbled and fell to the ground. The feeling of weightlessness and the touch of the tongue that kept moving upwards made me shudder, especially the barbs on the tongue. Although they were not very aggressive, they were still like boiling a frog in warm water. They would eat you up until you became the food of that thing.

Suddenly feeling safe, the boy relaxed his nervousness after looking around. He could not help but walk around the cave until he came to a wall. Although the cave was dark, it was even darker now. But when he reached out his hand and touched it, he felt a bulge. As soon as he touched it, he felt a pain in his fingertips, and blood flowed out of them.

He hastily withdrew his hand, but the blood seemed to have stained the bulge. At this moment, a group of drifting lights appeared in the cave. There were piles of them here and there until the cave was completely lit up.

Now the boy saw what the scene was like: the mountain was covered with paintings, but they looked like they had been there for a long time, but they had not faded at all, as if they were painted with some kind of paint.

The boy gently stroked the mural, his eyes fixed on it.

"These things seem to be telling a story of reincarnation. It's very magical. If it is possible, isn't it..."

"I know what you are thinking, but you have to understand one thing. The prerequisite for reincarnation is that you or he has a trace of spirit, just like in the painting. Although your idea is interesting, it is not realistic..."

The voice in his head ruthlessly interrupted his thoughts, as if telling him that it was just his past and could only be his past.

"You are so boring. You don't even let me think about it."

The young man kept complaining secretly, and his face darkened, but after a long time he returned to normal.

"You can think, but daydreaming is not advisable..."

The boy kept talking in his head. He moved his feet, turned around and returned to the original place, until he saw a bulge.

"The blood on this can't be mine."

The boy raised his hand and looked at a small red dot on his index finger. Just as he was about to say something, he felt the cave shaking, and the bulge on the wall suddenly shrank back, and a crack appeared from it. The boy stepped back suddenly, watching the crack getting bigger and bigger until it became a passage.

The cave swayed for a long time, and finally stopped. The boy looked around, and then walked cautiously towards the passage. As he walked, the road became narrower and narrower, but suddenly a light similar to the one in the cave appeared in front of him, and at this time the passage was closing urgently, forcing the boy to run forward until it was completely closed.

The young man finally ran out of the passage just before it closed. He unconsciously held his knees with his hands and gasped for breath. The light stopped not far away, where there seemed to be a coffin.

The coffin was glowing all over, like a crystal coffin but emitting a chill. The boy slowly walked towards the coffin. The coffin was foggy and he couldn't see what was inside clearly, but he could vaguely see the face of a man in the coffin. But this man looked a little...

The boy seemed to notice it, and his expression froze for a moment, but he slowly regained his expressionless look.

"Did you see that? I actually appeared here. Is this a sign?"

The boy seemed to be joking, but he didn't laugh at all.

"It's weird here, be careful"

The voice in his head kept alerting him, and the boy also moved his eyes away from the coffin.

He looked around, and there seemed to be nothing else except the coffin. The young man involuntarily put his hand on the coffin, and just as he gently touched it, he heard a "squeak" sound.

The coffin, which was originally emitting cold air, is now slowly melting.

The boy's body tilted as a result. As soon as he steadied himself, he saw that the originally foggy coffin was now gradually becoming clearer. However, the coffin was like being put on layer by layer, and now it was only slightly clearer.

"Is this... a multi-layered coffin? And..."

"Who trespassed into my forbidden area? Do you want to die?"

A stern and familiar voice sounded in the cave, and the boy couldn't help but frowned, but his consciousness was stunned.

"who are you"

The boy looked around to make sure no one else was coming in or out, so he could only look at the only thing in the cave.

"Boy, when you ask me, why don't you tell me your name first?"

"Beiyuan, disciple of the North Peak Master of Qingyun Immortal Sect"

"Hey! Don't force yourself to act like a drama, you're not even... "

"Sooner or later, he promised me"

The young man whispered to the voice in his head and looked towards the coffin again.

"Qingyun Immortal Sect is very interesting, but I don't know if you, as a disciple, are worthy of this title..."

Before he finished speaking, a strong force rushed towards the young man. He quickly stretched out his hand to resist it. He seemed to have forgotten that there was not a trace of...

Just as the powerful force was about to approach, a red flame exploded from it, isolating it.

At the moment when the red flame exploded, the originally clear and bright cave suddenly became dark, and the light that was originally dancing in the cave disappeared all of a sudden.

Until another burst of red appeared in the cave, and the coffin in front of him disappeared.

The young man was surprised for a second, but soon recovered. He looked at the people around him and was about to bow to express his gratitude when he heard an urgent voice in his ear.

"Why are you here? Didn't I say..."

The young man was startled, and immediately knew who the person in front of him was. He immediately calmed down and said calmly: "Then where did your Excellency think your disciple would be?"

"Shouldn't it be... at Zixiao Peak?"

The red-clothed man's voice gradually became lower and lower, and he gradually felt guilty.

"How could this disciple be in Zixiao Peak? After all, this disciple is a little bastard abandoned by the master..."

"Who said that? I can..."

Before Bei Ming finished speaking, he saw the person in front of him slowly raise his head, and a pair of clear and light eyes looked at him, with countless, inexplicable emotions in his eyes, but it was only for a moment. After a moment, he immediately put away his anger, stood up straight and was about to leave, but when he passed by, he was stopped by Bei Ming.

"Although I don't know why you are like this now, but since I am in charge of you, I will definitely take care of you to the end. Besides, you were raised by me... I am almost your father."

"I don't have a father, and I'm not allowed to need one"

He shook off his hand forcefully and walked out. Bei Ming reacted quickly and chased after him, but as he did so, he heard a loud bang and the young man in front of him fell straight down...