The past events are flowing quietly in my heart. Everything from the past is gone forever. Those blurry figures seem to have become clearer, but after a while, they are covered by a vast mist again.
Time is slowly passing with the huge black hands on the sky. The old man standing on the stone plate has an old face, like a stone carving, but the aura exuding around them is indeed so vicissitudes of life. , these are the traces left by the years, slowly solidifying in reality, I ask the sky, where is the destination? When is it time to return?
He held the full moon scimitar tightly, and he tried to borrow it to ask the sky. The blade trembled quietly. The ancient time was like a whetstone, quietly polishing the blade. When the blade suddenly became bright, He knew that another fierce battle was waiting for him!
In the silence, the malicious life has been planning for a long time. There is always something strange in the sea. When the dark island instantly turns into a group of dark creatures, and vague words are slowly carved on the dark giant trees. That giant tree looks like pieces of yellowed paper, and on those papers, stories are written about the time, they are history books! It is ancient time, solidified into a microcosm of ancient times.
The sunshine is still so brilliant, and the dark silence is still a dense darkness. Brightness and darkness conspire, and the dark giant trees also have signs of lush life in reality.
The giant tree was rooted on that dark desert island, and its root system was entangled, making its vitality greener and more luxuriant.
In the darkness, the surging lives became more and more violent, but the giant tree grew beside them, and they were suppressed there, never daring to make a mistake!
This is the ancient power, but nowadays, those dark life forms do not seem to exist forever in reality. They are ready to move. They seem to be eager for the sharp stream of light from the outside world.
Keng!
Clang!
There were bursts of thunder, the sky was bright, and there were many strange phenomena. It seemed that it was about to turn into rain during the day. The wind swept the remaining clouds, and the thick dark soil was lingering slightly. At noon, the rain finally... fell down.
The thunder was unwilling to leave at this time, so it hummed, and the world at this time became more and more dull. With his fingers curled up, he stood under the rain curtain, silently!
When the blade began to tremble again, his sensitive nerves told him what would happen in the next few days!
Until, the huge black tree suddenly burst into a bright light. The strong light was overwhelming for a moment. The elderly people meditating on the tree trunk finally opened their eyes, and their faces were no longer stiff. Their eyes are so vivid!
It was also at this time that rain began to fall on the sky. It was the edge of winter, and white snow flakes fell one after another.
The dark desert island became crystal clear in an instant. The dark Cangshan Mountain was covered with green plants, but among the rocks, there were isolated stone monuments.
Vaguely, the stone tablets seemed to have light. They may have been damaged, and the words on the tablets may have been blurred, but the stone tablets suddenly burst out with a dazzling light. The light became more and more lush, like the beginning. The scene is grand!
Hearing the slight trembling sound of the earth, he looked up at the sky, stretched out his fingers, and slowly touched the pieces of silent white snow. At this time, in his world, there were already human traces on that isolated island. , and these human traces that appeared inexplicably were transformed by the old men standing on the stone plate.
They were wandering around on the isolated island at will, but in Yu Zun's eyes, the traces of their walking seemed to be Dao marks. They were actually enlightening!
The clear picture circulated repeatedly in Yu Zun's mind, and he gradually discovered the mystery.
Following behind those old men, the flow traces on the isolated island gradually formed the realm of Taoism, wandering on the edge of darkness, and the snowflakes were like foreign lands, swaying quietly in the depths of the sky.
The strong wind picked up the falling snowflakes, and what surprised Yu Zun was that as soon as the snowflakes were off the ground, those vivid writings appeared in his eyes again.
His heart moved, and the momentum around him was overwhelming. Suddenly, a hurricane was born with consciousness. Snow flakes flew into the sky and swirled in the wind, but the answer was not what he wanted!
Those flying snowflakes gradually became dark, and those clear handwriting became blurry again. Looking up at the sky, he gently touched the tip of his nose and murmured to himself: "Is this the power of nature? What does human power count before the power of nature?”
He shrugged his shoulders, a little disappointed, but the next scene excited him again. Time suddenly froze, the island became quiet and no longer lively, and those snowflakes never fell again. Yu Zun called The mysterious energy in the body, the body is hovering in half space.
The words on the snowflakes stood up in shock at that moment, and the blurry words became so clear before my eyes.
And he gradually came into contact with some of the mysteries of the talismans. Only in a vague way, he gradually gained some insights, but deep down in his heart, he was still confused!
The snowflakes seemed to be imprisoned in the air, and when he leaned over and looked towards the island, in front of him were the vicissitudes of life of the old men, with a smile at the corner of their mouth!
He was startled and murmured: "Is this all because of you?"
A bright light appeared in the bottom of Sui's heart for a while, and this light could be called the light of enlightenment. It was also at that brief moment that his martial state was like a giant tree, breaking through the clouds and multiplying towards the very high place. Growing, the dazzling sunlight reflected everything on the island clearly!
He also saw those ancient stone statues again, standing facing the east, and what did these mean?
An isolated island covered in snow all year round with few signs of life appears here. But what do those mysterious old men mean? Yu Zun was also a little confused in his heart!
However, he understood that these mysterious old men were definitely not his enemies.
In the outer domain, above the vast sky, the dazzling sunshine was not blurred by the lonely snowflakes. The falling snow reflected the soft light above the head, and the solemn earth was also a blur. Bright!
And when overlooking the isolated island in the vast sea, the crown of that giant black tree reached deep into the sky!
The blurry light and shadow are very similar to his little world. The dark giant trees grow in his little world. On that isolated island, lonely snowflakes fall all year round!
And in the outer realm, in the vast sea, on a deserted island submerged in darkness, there is also an ancient tree standing! The dusty darkness, at this moment, is devouring the sunlight to its heart's content, but the more so, the bright stream of light on the sky becomes more and more powerful!
The darkness cannot swallow up the sunlight, but the giant tree, with signs of life, has become more and more lush! The isolated island is not just an isolated island. On the isolated island, there are dark signs of life, shaking crazily in the darkness.
What exactly will happen? He looked up to the sky and smiled softly, "It's another one-person battle!"
But deep down in his heart, he was quite happy. This was the first instinct that a warrior should have!
When the blade suddenly scratched his cheek, his body swayed slightly, and an image slowly became clear in his mind.
The strange image made him slightly startled. The decayed body was engraved with pieces of ancient words. He felt that these words were familiar, but at that moment, he felt nothing in his heart, until, The fallen snow appeared in his palm again.
He slowly discovered that the ancient faces and bodies that appeared in the darkness were actually engraved with the secrets of talismans!
In front of him, there was a group of people standing, and behind him, there was also a group of people!
Standing in front of him were a group of old men with withered faces who were about to enter the earth. These old men were all engraved with pieces of decayed text, and the group of people standing behind him were also the ones standing on the stone plate. Old men, when they look at the sky, they will also find those old men still standing on those stone plates.
And on this desert island, it looks like the phantom of the old man standing on the stone plate!
Gradually, he felt that the situation was becoming more and more tense. Before he could wake up, the blade flashed in front of his eyes again. The blade that hurriedly scratched from the temple was about to hit him. The instinct of his body told him that he could not tolerate what was about to happen in reality!
In a trance, the light flows between the sky and freezes quietly,
When he waved the full moon scimitar, time actually started to flow again.
The scimitar struck the old man in front of him, and he slowly discovered that the so-called desert island was actually made up of tombs! Ask the heavens, what happened in those ancient times? The final answer was still pale!
Therefore, it can be explained that perhaps those old men with withered faces emerged from those tombs!
He closed his eyes slightly, but these scenes became increasingly clear between his closed eyes!
"What is the Tao..." The exhausted voice whispered quietly in his ears. He was startled and his voice became trembling, "Is it the master?"
Is it really Master Juntai? The vicissitudes of voice were so clear, and the palm of his hand holding the knife was trembling. If he was really the master, the current situation could be explained.
After appearing hastily for a while, what will be left in Juntai's life and in Dao Sanyi's life?
Whether you are looking up or bowing your head, that hasty moment is enough to move you! Life slowly rises and falls in the vastness of time, but there is always some fate in the world that will allow us to meet each other!
So, what happens next?
That old voice, like a great road, circulates in my ears, and the old friend walking out of the darkness is also so strange. What is clear is the old face of Juntai, and what makes my heart tremble is that Jun is following him. The crowd behind the stage! ap.
He looked at the people behind Juntai in disbelief. They were either young or middle-aged, but their faces all looked like Juntai!
Could it be that these are all Juntai? In other words, it is the shadow left by Juntai in various eras! But it's obviously so real, so why talk about shadows?
The rigid face does not look like a king's platform, but it still looks like a king's platform, because the kind face is no longer there!
On Yu Zun’s face, you can find the familiarity of the past, as well as the loss and sadness of today!
Because he gradually realized that although the old man standing in front of him looked like a king's platform, after a while, a trace of loneliness and loneliness would appear in his heart!
"Speak! Who are you?" Yu Zun's upright eyes no longer looked as childish as before!
But at this time, Juntai looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, saying: "What about now? Do you know who I am?"
At that time, Yu Zun looked at the old man blankly. Suddenly, he felt joyful in his heart, and said in a trembling voice, "Master? Is it really you?"
He was a little surprised, a little surprised, but in the end, he was still happy in his heart!
But at this time, when he thought about it again, he was surprised to find that a person's temperament can actually change!
In reality, Juntai has an ethereal temperament, like a banished immortal, but the group of people behind him are the same him who has appeared in various eras!
Either green, or sophisticated, or clear, or enlightened! The personality he left in this world, in reality, seems to be quietly described by pen and ink, gradually becoming real and becoming vivid!
"Master! That giant tree..." The question he wanted to ask was swallowed into his stomach at that moment!
Juntai laughed loudly, and then the people behind him also had a smile in their eyes. Juntai said: "Do you know the nature of this desert island? It is the sea of souls! You also listen That’s it! This place is also the sea of time and space!”
Yu Zun was startled in his heart and murmured to himself: "The Sea of Soul Burial? Are the tombs on that deserted island all transformed by the warriors who practiced here? Then, those warriors were all transformed by enlightenment?"
He walked forward to a tomb, and his palms were covering the stone tablet. At this time, the stone tablet suddenly burst into a bright light, and the light became brighter and brighter.
Just like a ray of light in the spring, at this moment, the tomb suddenly exploded. He looked shocked and murmured to himself: "Why is this?"
Juntai smiled and said, "Do you know what's wrong with you? There is a light of life in you!"
The light of life?
He was startled in his heart, and his words gradually became bitter, saying: "Has the light of life come? Qier also
How could you leave me? "
Juntai frowned and scolded: "Do you still understand now? The meaning of cultivating Lingcang?"
Lingcang?
Suddenly enlightened, he said: "I should have thought of it! The secret of Ling Cang is also rare. Master once said that Ling Cang is the secret method to resurrect Qi'er!"
He understood, and his mind became open-minded. But at this moment, he remembered what was before him and said, "Master, where are you?"
Juntai burst out laughing and said, "Since you want to know, I'll tell you!"
The Juntai drew a circle in front of Yu Zun, and the circle was spinning crazily in front of Yu Zun's eyes. When he gradually discovered it, he had a look of astonishment on his face. Isn't that the Sancha Youluo Realm?
He saw Yue Xian, Wan Ru'er, Dugu Yinche, Murong Sunxiao, he saw too many old friends, and at this moment, his eyes had become blurry.
He raised his head, looked at the sky, and said, "Do you know how I miss you?"
But at this time, in the circle, he saw Wan Ru'er's red eyes, "Master! Ru'er, she..."
Juntai smiled and said, "Since you can see her, she can naturally see you!"
At that moment, Yu Zun's heart trembled slightly and he said: "Master will not lie to his disciples!"
Juntai smiled and shook his head, saying, "Then you might as well ask her!"
Having said this, the old man stroked his beard and smiled softly.
"Sister Ru'er. Are you there?" He was a little excited, but also a little sad. When he saw the girl's crystal eyes, he knew that his master Juntai had not deceived her!
Wan Ruer's eyes could speak, and she choked with sobs: "Brother, when will you come back?
Yuexian, who was standing behind Wan Ruer, remained silent. The silence at this time made people even more touching!
But Yue Xian couldn't hold it back in the end and said: "Zun'er! Take good care of yourself, my sister is waiting for your safe return!"
I was speechless and choked. That brief moment seemed to have passed thousands of years. It turned out that this was the origin of the sea of time and space!
The picture gradually became blurry. Juntai sighed and said, "Master, that's all I can do! If you want to go back to the past, just practice hard! Master will protect him!"
The dark ancient tree was still growing crazily. Juntai smiled and said: "Compared to those secret techniques, this tree of enlightenment is more precious!"
Yu Zun was startled in his heart and said: "Master, this tree of enlightenment was born in my heart. Could it be that this tree now belongs to me?"
Juntai sighed: "If so, if you haven't made a breakthrough for a long time, this tree of enlightenment will eventually wither and decay!"
The indescribable feeling in his heart was that it was just very calm, like a vast ocean with no waves. He smiled, and a soft halo bloomed between his bright eyes.
"Master, do you think there will be a day when we can return to our old world!" Yu Zun said.
Juntai smiled and said, "As long as you want!"
Yu Zun said: "But master, Zun'er can no longer go back to the past! This may be fate!"
There was a hint of glory on Juntai's face, "Disciple, you can't go back to the past, but that doesn't mean you will be a passer-by in their lives! How can you guess the future?"
Yu Zun looked at the old man blankly and said, "Master, is that day really coming?"
Juntai smiled and said, "Tell me, who can deny the future?"
Yu Zun looked at the sky and said, "Until the moment no one dares to deny me!"
Juntai said: "Your Majesty, the day ahead will definitely be more difficult, but you must persevere and don't let the sky down!"
Yu Zun nodded blankly and said, "Your Majesty, you will definitely live up to heaven's expectations!"
On the deserted island, there were lonely tombs. At this time, those tombs were trembling slightly. Yu Zun asked Juntai, "Are they all..."
Juntai smiled and said: "This is the tomb of those who challenged the way of heaven!"
"These people are all heroes!" When phantoms walked out of the broken tombs, at that moment, time was stuck in
At that moment, the hand of time never moved forward again!
However, after all, there are still phantoms, and on the dark giant trees, there are gradually a few more figures, which are engraved by the phantoms coming out of the tomb!
The small world in my heart, the isolated island, gradually became populated with people, and the phantoms walking out from the ancient trees decorated the isolated island, making it even more dazzling.
And in the years to come, you will no longer be lonely on an isolated island!
Perhaps, one day, those phantoms will turn into lush life again!
