As dusk falls, smoke and the smell of rice float in the five-color city.

Outside the Five-Colored City, under the crack in the fragmented secret realm, an old man, an old woman, an uncle, an aunt, etc. were sitting on a small stool, looking through the autumn water at the sky.

"It's almost dark..."

Huo Le rubbed his neck and sighed: "Why haven't you come back yet..."

"Wait, why worry?"

Tulou Shuiran Yinzisheng sat in a circle on one side. The three of them each held a row of rectangular cards made of bamboo in their hands, playing strange cards.

Listening to the mutterings of the senior brother next to him, Tulou took out a card and played it with a nonchalant expression.

"After all, we are exploring a secret realm, how can we come out so quickly? Well, the water spirit tablet!"

"Ah, but..."

Elder Huole looked troubled and said: "The two of them said that one day is enough to get back."

"It's not even a day yet!"

Silver Saint looked at the cards in his hand and clicked his tongue in displeasure: "Retreat, don't come out!"

"Ah, but if it's the two of them..."

Huo Le said with a complex expression: "Although sometimes they are a bit unreliable, many times they can do what they say."

"Calm down."

Shui Ran comforted Huo Le calmly, and played all but one of the cards in his hand.

"Five Elements Three Cycles, the last one is left, it's your turn."

"..."

"..."

Yinzisheng and Tulou were silent for a moment, silently clasping the bamboo cards in their hands, turning their heads to look at the crack in the sky.

"That..."

Tulou said in vain, "It's been a long time since I've been back. Do you need to go look for me?"

"Anxiety leads to chaos."

Shui Ranxun glanced at Tulou and urged: "Hurry up."

"Ahem, that..."

Yin Zi Sheng coughed twice and agreed: "I think what Tu Lou and Huo Le said is somewhat true. It's almost dark and you still haven't come back, which is really worrying..."

"If you're worried, just go in and take a look."

Shui Ran said quietly: "If you don't want to go, hurry up and play your cards with Tulou."

"Cough cough cough cough!"*2

Yinzisheng and Tulou coughed crazily, as if they were possessed.

"That, if that's the case, well, that's it..."

Shui Ran: "..."

"You two have also imitated Master..."

Shui Ranxun glanced at the two of them, sighed, looked up at the crack in space, and stared at it with Huo Le and others.

"Speaking of which..."

Tulou said quietly: "They set off in the morning. If we really count it as a whole day, it should be exactly 24 hours tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow morning..."

Yinzi Sheng fell into silence. The cool breeze in August was blowing the smell of rice in the city. It was obviously just ordinary food, but it made him, a great monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, feel a little twitchy in his stomach.

The ingredients used may not be very high-end, and they probably don’t contain much nutrition.

If you open up all your taste buds and taste it carefully, you may be able to taste a lot of imperfections.

But it was this smell that touched Yin Zi Sheng's heart.

It seems like I have gone back to an unknown number of years ago, so far away that it doesn’t seem like a memory in this life.

At that time, he hadn't met his master yet, he was just a little kid...

Yinzi Sheng paused, feeling a little thirsty for no reason.

Among the ordinary fireworks, there is a precious material that even a great monk likes to miss, which is superior to material things.

But it’s not impossible to get...

Yinzisheng was slightly startled when he thought of his pregnant wife and the child who was about to be born. He also wanted to have a home of his own.

"Then, wait a little longer?"

Shui Ran frowned and said, "Wait until tomorrow morning to see the situation?"

"I'm always a little worried about this. Even if I can't finish exploring at once, I should come out and say it temporarily after one day..."

Elder Huole hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Wait three more, wait two more hours.

If they don’t come out after another two hours, I’ll call a few fellow Taoists from the Wuliang Sword Sect to check out the situation... eh?"

Before he finished speaking, Elder Huo Le raised his eyebrows and felt something in his heart.

As if feeling something, all the elders waiting at the scene raised their heads at the same time and looked at the crack in space.

They saw the void-like darkness in the crack, and the sudden ripples of space. Their eyes lit up, their faces tightened, and their hearts lifted slightly.

Before they could say anything, a terrifying muffled sound suddenly came from the crack.

"Boom!"

"!!!"

All the elders were shocked. Elder Huo Le turned pale on the spot and was about to fly to the entrance, but suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"In this case, the rest will be useless, right?"

"Well, is there anything left? It's all turned into dregs. It's really completely burned now."

"Harm, yes, after all, I am also a pioneer. Let's just wave goodbye like this."

"Then this space connection channel should be useless, right?"

"Definitely, after this side falls off, it will be quickly closed by the Traveling World itself..."

"Yes, then this passage will be cut off?"

"Hmm, let's do it."

"...Do something with you, don't just watch, come over and help me."

"If you want it, you have to get it, okay, let's do it."

"..."

"This is..."

Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and Huo Le looked happy.

"Xiaoyang Xiaoli, are they two back?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "boom" sound, as if something was cut off, and then two figures walked out of the crack in space side by side, and the passage behind them closed completely.

"Hmm..."

Hongli turned to look at the sunset on the horizon, took a deep breath, and showed a comfortable expression.

"Sure enough, the smell at home is better. That thing over there, the smell of sulfur, is so stinking to death..."

"Isn't it already evening? I didn't expect that I wasted the whole day in there. Speaking of elders, have you been waiting since early morning?"

Hei Yang turned to look at the elders around him, waved his hand, and fell to the ground with Hongli. The gray mist surged and filled the air, then dispersed again, and dozens more people appeared in the open space.

The disciples from each sect came to their senses, then turned to look around, and couldn't help but cheer.

"Oh ho, I'm back, traveling around the world!"

"Ah, today is so exciting, it feels like a lifetime ago!"

"I really don't know how good my home is if I don't go out. When I think about what the world has become like, and when I see that my home is still so quiet and peaceful, I feel moved and want to cry."

"Don't cry first, let me cry first."

"Hahahahaha..."

The disciples exchanged laughter and laughter, which made the elders who were mentally prepared to lose soldiers and generals with sad expressions unable to react for a while.

"One, two, three...seventeen, eighteen, nineteen..."

Tulou counted the people in his sect with his fingers, and then showed a satisfied smile.

"Not bad, everything is back well!"
To be continued...