Time is flowing slowly, and its flow rate is becoming slower and slower, slower and slower...
Looking at the dark blue sky, there are only a few stars, and the faint light falls on the pupils, like stones falling into a deep pond. As the stones sink to the bottom, a sound of "ding-ding-dong-dong" is heard in the ears.
Yu Zun rubbed his pupils, unable to conceal his loneliness, he hummed, "Master, my disciple is waiting for you!"
Gradually, the young man disappeared at the end of the world, and it seemed that it was a luxury to take another look at the young man. Yu Zun looked bitter, smiled, and murmured to himself: "Master, in my disciple's heart, you will always be what you are now!"
In the cold forest, wildfires made bursts of explosions in the darkness. Dozens of stone tablets stood quietly here, but there was only one with no inscription on it.
On the body of the stele, the clear words flashed with jade light. The jade light flowed quietly in the darkness, like waves splashing in the vast sea.
At this time, a few powerful words gradually appeared on the wordless tablet. Yu Zun's heart trembled. Those powerful words were like blue dragons, carving out subtle light and shadow on the wordless tablet. .
Time changes suddenly, time is as quiet as flowing water, as calm as thick dust. It is the steel machine of time, rushing through the dark world, splashing thin wisps of light. When the sky is about to break, the whole world is already so gorgeous.
He sat cross-legged, and everything he had just seen turned into words, which were written quietly on the wordless stone tablet. He glanced briefly at the reunion and separation with the master. On that stone tablet, the simple and vivid carvings were .
Master, he has left me...
He used his sleeves to gently wipe the stone tablet. The bluestone surface was filled with paintings, as if a great artist was tapping on it.
Those words that reached deeply into my heart followed my consciousness and were slowly imprinted on the wordless stone tablet. But at this time, there was something strange about the stone tablet. Yu Zun's heart froze, and then he realized that the words on the stone tablet were... The words are engraved with the Taoism that the master has learned throughout his life.
The seventy-two stone tablets interpret the deep meaning of the "Seventy-two Tombs". Yu Zun is sitting in the center of the stone tablet, surrounded by the seventy-two stone tablets. A stream of pure air flows from each tablet, Sweeping wildly.
It was just the shadow of an old friend. It was the Taoism practiced by his predecessors that was slowly instilled into his heart. .
At this moment, it's hard to tell what I'm feeling in my heart. It may be a little uncomfortable, maybe a little excited.
Negative emotions and positive emotions are entangled with each other, like a night of wine and the cool autumn air, tearing each other apart. But if the wine enters the throat, it must be very spicy and warm!
But this was after the beginning of autumn, and the copper wine cup was getting a little chilly. However, after the drink entered his throat, the familiar spicy feeling seemed to lead him to an unknown land again.
That was dream time. It seems to be staying in reality. Reality and dream are blurred. Is it waking up from a dream, or sinking deeply into the dream at the moment of waking up.
The bluestone tombstone stood erected in front of Yu Zun's eyes. The ancient characters, with powerful penmanship, were written quietly in his mind. The ancient book with purple and gold cover - "Hunyuan Dao", released brilliant brilliance. Also dancing in the air.
This is an ancient book that has been silent for thousands of years. Now it has reappeared in the world and shines brightly.
Maybe the sky will still be gloomy, but the inner world is already waking up to the sun, and in the chaos, the vague light flourishes for a while!
The small world in my heart is still opening up in all directions, and a continent is suspended in the high sky. It is the world formed by the sundial. Sometimes this magnificent continent will also border the original world in the small world, and will be vigorously Amidst the loud noise, they connected together.
A sundial, a world. Who can explain the various mysteries of this world?
Since the emergence of that continent, Yu Zun's small world has been able to connect with the real world. It is no longer that barren land. The aura of the world will gradually flow into Yu Zun's small world as the continent is formed. world.
Now, Hunyuan Qi flows into his small world, and the vast
The air flow, like a sea, covered the entire land. As a result, various plants grew on the continent. At the same time, as the footsteps of the years gradually extended, those smart lives also appeared in the sundial. on the continent.
Anyone would be amazed by this scene! And the formation of all this is actually caused by a sea of qi, which is collectively called "Hunyuan Qi!"
The ancient bluestone tombstones rotate quietly around Yu Zun. Those short tombs are covered by weeds. The stone monuments support a breath of fresh air, like a boat supporting a bamboo pole. With spirituality, it seems that it will Deducing a part of the future.
Ancient words flowed from the surface of the stele. At first, those words were difficult to understand, but slowly, a vivid image gradually emerged in Yu Zun's heart. He saw pieces of blurry light and shadow. Those lights and shadows were so beautiful. It's touching, as if it's multiplying and giving birth to life.
Life is as vast as the sea, and those bluestone tombstones are just vehicles for ancient spirits. Now, they are rather vehicles for those ancient characters!
If you can't wake up, if you die, you will die. A worthy death, a generous death! Among the vast cloud tops, thousands of morning flowers slowly reflected the entire land red. The first sunshine had a faint warmth. This was not like the sunshine after autumn. There was still a layer of warmth in this vast land. The dense water vapor is caused by the rain in recent days, so the warmth also contains a bit of humidity!
Countless words flowed into his heart. At that time, he looked horrified and murmured to himself: "These people are even crazier than himself. Nine out of ten of them are talking about life and death, and The remaining ten or two are gambling with their souls!"
What is this if not crazy?
But no one is repenting, no one cares about life and death. Between life and death, there is an ancient gap in time, with blurred halos flowing out, more like streams of sweet spring water flowing out of narrow stone walls. This is hope, a gambling chip!
Most of the martial arts nurtured from their hearts were open and closed, but as Yu Zun's comprehension improved, he gradually understood the profound meaning contained in these ancient texts!
The wind blew across his cheek. The wind was so strong that it hurt like a knife across his cheek!
As his enlightenment deepened, he was surrounded by pieces of strong winds whistling by, and these strong winds only lightly brushed the edges. In fact, the strong winds gathered together to form tornadoes!
The tornado was like a blue dragon, and Yu Zun was wrapped in it. Perhaps, at this moment, Yu Zun still didn't understand that these tornadoes were caused by the energy of Hunyuan!
Yu Zun slowly closed his pupils, and there was no wave in his heart. At this time, the stone tablet surrounding him suddenly exploded.
Wave after wave of pure Hunyuan Qi roared towards Yu Zun. At that moment, he was startled in his heart. There was no more sunshine in his world, and tears stained stubbornly stayed on his face.
He wanted to scream, but he only let out a few choked sobs. He was like a wounded little beast with bleeding scars. If it was stranded in the sun, it would probably scar slowly, but he licked the scars over and over again. , and refused to give up until pus and blood flowed out!
why why......
Even if they die well, is it so difficult?
I don't need your charity! I, Yu Zun, don’t need...
But the thick Hunyuan Qi still surged towards him, and he seemed to see the vague smiles on the faces of many old men.
Do you hope so?
I don’t know if I’m asking those seniors back, or I’m repenting in my heart.
At this moment, Yu Zun laughed loudly, the tears on his face were not dry, but there were a few more lines. Standing in the earth, he seemed like a spear about to break through the wind, but that handle The sharp spear sank deeply into the soil. It seems that its sharp edge will be covered up by the mud!
"Seniors! What are you doing?" He seemed to understand their persistence. Occasionally, he would fall into a swamp of confusion. He didn't know whether he should obey his destiny or not!
Perhaps, all this is deliberately arranged by God!
In this way, I comfort myself in my heart, but I am overturned again and again.
With the obsession deep in his heart, when he looked into the deep sky, the silhouettes of those deceased old men were faint, but they really appeared in front of him!
The old man in a green robe was like a blue cloud, following the will of the wind, slowly passing through Yu Zun's eyes.
Exactly seventy-two people, seventy-two stone tablets, and seventy-two mausoleums!
In a daze, Yu Zun saw seventy-two palaces suddenly appearing on the ground. However, what Yu Zun didn't know was when those seventy-two palaces appeared!
The ancient bells rang in my ears, and the sound of the bells was thick and magnificent. As the bells rang, people gradually began to appear in the twelve palaces!
He was startled. When he looked into the deep sky, those brilliant fireworks came from the depths of the earth.
Half of this world is shrouded in darkness, while the other half is exposed to bright white light. But that palace happened to be in darkness.
Therefore, the candles lit in the main hall were clearly audible in the darkness! It's the firelight swaying slowly and the sound of explosions...
Zhila!
Zhila!
Zhila!
He gradually understood that perhaps, the human breath in the palace was also transformed by ghosts and gods! At this time, he no longer held any illusions in his heart, so he just stayed where he was and looked at the sky quietly.
At this moment, he suddenly wanted to leave. Therefore, the picture in front of me is like a piece of pen and ink, which becomes dense and blurred after being soaked in water. And the brilliant high sky also became misty and blurry.
The entire world is buried in floating soil, buried in rain, and even buried in clouds and fog!
As the world in front of him slowly melted, his consciousness gradually became clearer.
When he left, in his vague thoughts, there was still something that his master had entrusted to him before his death, "Disciple, you don't need to know the name of the master. In the words of future generations, you only need to remember the word "Ming"!" "
In a daze, he returned to the dark cliff again. At this time, the old man named Yuan was in front of Yu Zun.
"Zun'er, you understand!" Yuan said with a smile.
Yu Zun was stunned for a moment, and his eyes gradually became more bitter, "I saw the master!"
Yuan smiled and nodded, saying, "I hope you won't let Ming down!"
At that time, Yu Zun's expression was stagnant, and he murmured to himself: "Master, he only left me a back view, and master, he only left me a clear word. I still have many things to say to the master in my heart. Yes, I still have a lot of questions that I want the master to answer, but the master has already left. He didn’t even look back at me..."
Slowly, talking to himself, he became more like a child who had lost a loved one. He stood quietly in the white sunshine, but his heart was filled with darkness and regret!
Yuan sighed, looked at the sky from a distance and said, "Actually, your master has another identity. In the eyes of the world, he is also named Tian'en!"
"His past life and his current life are all left in the world. It is rare that a person's fate can end up in such a strange way!" Yuan smiled and gently wiped the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes. At that time, Yuan probably missed his senior brother a lot...
Yu Zun's mind froze, "It turns out that Tian Su didn't lie to me!"
He opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to express what he was thinking. At this time, Yuan guessed what he was saying, and said: "Ming has fallen into the Youluo Realm, and he will never appear here again. The world!"
Yuan's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue, shocking Yu Zun's heart and he felt numb. He couldn't help asking: "Master, he must have another life!"
Yuan smiled and shook his head, saying: "No! Ming, he will not have another life! Or, to put it more intuitively! Ming's next life can only be traced back to the Youluo Realm!"
"So, if you want to see him, you must go to Youluo Realm!" Yuan looked at Yu Zun with a smile.
At this moment, Yu Zun may not know that Yuan lied in front of him.
He stared blankly at the sky and murmured to himself: "Master, Yu Zun will definitely meet you again!"
And this decision at this moment,
Perhaps it was just the turning point of his destiny!
Between the dark cliffs, the dark and icy wind blows. The middle-aged scholar stands quietly in the grotto with his hands behind his back. In his sharp eyes, it seems that when a goshawk wants to catch its prey, it is single-minded and cannot tolerate any mistakes!
But after a while, the middle-aged scholar sighed and walked away, perhaps feeling regretful in his heart!
"Senior brother! Junior brother, I will help you!" In the void, there was the lament of the middle-aged scholar.
Standing at the bottom of the cliff, the group of young men and women wearing dark robes once again had a hint of hope in their eyes.
This time, the master who was hiding in the dark actually sent three groups of people, but these three groups of people all gathered here with Yu Zun! However, in the darkness, no one knew the existence of the middle-aged scholar He Yuan.
The men and women in the dark, wearing dark robes, seemed unaware that their fate would end at this moment.
Therefore, when the blades rushed towards them like wind and snow, their eyes were still full of white light full of hope, and the white light flooding into the sea was the message that led them to leave. They are the ones who left the world...
But the blood did not splash everywhere, and the dull sound was also muffled in the dark air. It was the sound of the head rolling to the ground, and he died without even a single cry...
In the darkness, those scythes that plunder life seem to be the last will before death comes, and the dried souls are just to hide the miracle that happened tonight.
At this point, those who could not keep their mouth shut finally disappeared with the cold wind that penetrated the cliff...
Their departure failed to leave an impression on others, and their lives were also so humble. However, Yuan, who stood deep in the sky, had an indifferent expression. From beginning to end, he had never sympathized with these handsome young people.
Although, their future is also impossible to guess. But when their fate comes to an end, their future becomes an option to choose from. Just because of the humbleness of life, it is not even comparable to an ant.
God deliberately set up an altar, and the large bronze characters on the mountain wall slowly became blurry at this time. And the candles surrounding a cliff were extinguished at that moment.
The group of young men and women wearing dark robes were the offerings on the altar. They died without even having time to breathe again...
His eyes were getting more and more confused. Yu Zun stood beside Yuan. In front of his eyes was a chaotic mist. The world at this moment looked more like what it looked like when life first emerged and the universe was about to evolve.
The cold wind howled and blew through Ling's pupils. In this world, her martial arts skills were not necessarily lower than those of Yuan He, a middle-aged scholar! She held a long sword in her hand. She stood quietly in the darkness, and no one noticed her existence!
Her gaze remained on the sky, and the shallow clouds outlined a different continent in her pupils!
That’s right! The world is changing again. In Ling's consciousness, Zanghai may still be far away from her! But at this time, my journey was stranded in this world, and I was naturally unhappy in my heart!
Just now, the tragic scenes of those young people before they died came into her eyes. At that time, she didn't know what kind of emotion she felt in her heart. It was very vague and not very concrete.
In short, the only thing that is understood is that the tragic death of these young people must be related to the person hidden in the clouds. But at this time, Ling could not find Yu Zun.
There was sweat in her palms. She held the sword in her hand and murmured to herself: "Is everything in front of me an illusion?"
At this moment, in Ling's consciousness, the world seemed to be undergoing a vicissitudes of change, and vaguely, the place he was in had already changed.
Or maybe Yuan didn’t discover Ling! Therefore, he was so proud to show this uncertain world in front of Ling's eyes!
Vaguely, Ling's heart was shocked! Because, before her eyes, countless young men and women wearing dark robes appeared again.
These people appeared in a flat wasteland, but deep in the wasteland were palaces and temples. It is a long and deep road, passing through the setting sun and floating clouds. The continent is connected with the sky and the sea, making people confused as to what is the sky and what is the earth!
The stream runs deep in the yellow leaf forest. Smart birds and animals stand quietly on the leafy tree trunks, making bursts of chirping sounds. This simple world is a place where heroes hide!
On the top of the vast clouds, young men and women with fairy swords under their feet opened their singing voices. They were so active...
What puzzled Ling was why Yuan, who was hiding in the dark, wanted to kill those young people, but at this time, Ling seemed to have discovered the clue!
This is an ancient continent, a world where blood and power coexist. In Yuan's eyes, those young people who died may just be because they know too many things.
Therefore, all this constitutes the original sin of death!
Do they deserve to die?
No! They don't deserve to die...
