The man in white stood on the mountain.
It's midnight and it's hard to sleep alone? It’s better to watch this scene in your spare time.
The thin clouds reflected a bright moon, and there was moonlight.
The breeze blew the skirt of his clothes, and the fluff of black hair turned into a light trumpet.
The man in white turned around slowly and raised his face upward. The eyebrows are like distant mountain daisy, misty and long, and there is light in the eyes.
The light in these eyes may have been stolen from half of the moonlight in the human world, or it may be from the infinite reverie about the future.
The man in white has been standing there, his figure has not moved, letting the breeze beat, but his eyes have been falling on the sky.
He was looking for his way back, but after living here for a few days, he felt more and more that this was the legendary paradise. If you can live here forever, then it would be great.
Here, there are mountains, water, and scenery. There are no natural disasters. The only one who existed was also put down by the man in white a few days ago.
Then, this place has naturally become a livable place for people.
Yesterday, it rained heavily and it was very wet. The mountain path was still covered with fallen leaves, and some water stains made the mountain appear brighter than usual, no longer completely blending into the darkness.
At this time, there were footsteps stepping on wet fallen leaves and sneaking into the mountainside. These footsteps were not human sounds. But trample on all fours.
This is a white shadow, like a mountain charm, coming to the mountain quietly under the cover of the wind.
A rustling sound sounded, and then there was another shock. The white shadow fell all over the slippery floor of fallen leaves, and then there was another cry of pain from a beast.
When the man in white heard the movement and saw the sudden white shadow, he didn't feel shocked and panicked, but chuckled.
"Dabai, Dabai, you are getting fatter and fatter. If you keep doing this, if you were in my hometown, you would be the most beautiful tiger in the world."
With another cry, the white figure stood up, shook its head and walked to the side of the man in white with blank eyes.
This is a big white tiger that looks extremely ferocious. However, the man in white didn't feel scared, but reached out and patted its head, then jumped up and stood on the white tiger's body, then slowly squatted down and gradually opened his legs.
"Dabai, you dead tiger, why can't you sleep so late at night? Could it be that you saw that tigress a few days ago, and you are overcome with spring, unbearable loneliness, and anger and can't sleep?"
The big white tiger beneath him rolled his eyes again and howled again.
There is an overlord in the mountain, and the sound of howling is naturally frightening. There are many birds on the mountain.
So, the breeze brought its sound again.
After all, there is a difference between humans and animals. How can the man in white understand the roar of the white tiger?
Beasts have spirituality and can sometimes understand people's words. This is just a matter of distinguishing sound waves, whether they are joyful, happy, sad or angry.
The man in white just smiled and reached out to pat Bai Hu on the head again.
He didn't know why Bai Hu didn't sleep tonight, but he knew why he couldn't sleep.
Yesterday's dream seemed to be right in front of me.
Yesterday, tonight, it's all the same.
It was a sea of blood, the destruction of heaven and earth. It's a terrifying scene.
There were hundreds of thousands of extremely powerful men fighting at that time, and the aura spread by each one made him tremble with fear.
Every time a person raises his hand, there is the collapse of heaven and earth, and the death of millions of living beings.
He didn't know why he had such a dream. Why does my heart hurt every time I dream about it?
The man in white was full of worries, and probably only the fragrant fragrance of leaves and soil after the rain could clear away some of his worries.
It's just that this annoyance only partially dissipated after all.
Back then, he had seen a shocking battle between powerful men at a certain historical site. It was a battle between the emperor and the most powerful person in the world, killing immortals.
But although the battle back then was terrifying, the scene in the dream was still very different. In the dream, every great power is infinitely more powerful than that human emperor.
Are there really such terrifying people in this world? And there are so many? There are hundreds of thousands of people, and every one who raises his hand can cause Qingzhou Continent to collapse. Even in this legend, there is the collapse of the Great Luo Domain of the Saints of Heaven and Earth.
The man in white shook his head, feeling a slight pain. It wasn't actually the nightmares that kept him awake for two consecutive nights.
But there is a voice that appears in my mind from time to time.
It only appears when you fall asleep late at night or when you fall into meditation.
Those are two words.
"go back......."
"go back......."
At this moment, the man in white had not fallen asleep, nor did these two words appear in his mind. However, he still heard these two words inadvertently.
go back? The man in white naturally wants to go back. Even though the environment here is excellent, it is a place where spiritual practice stops.
For him now, his life span is only a few hundred years. At most, you can only see century-old flowers. Ever since I saw that shocking battle in that ancient realm, my ambition became even greater.
He didn't want to stop at the foundation-building realm, he wanted to condense the golden elixir, and then the Nascent Soul. Then he became a god-transforming power that was only recorded in the legends of Qingzhou Continent, and then became a human semi-saint in the Great Luo Domain, and then became a saint in the world.
His ambition is to surpass the Cang Emperor in that scene and become as powerful as Emperor Luo Yun.
But when I think about dreams within dreams, I feel even more confused.
When a person is still young and far from qualified to reach a certain level, the door bursts open, and he is like an ant seeing an extremely huge giant with a height as high as the sky.
Seeing something you shouldn't see can completely break a cultivator's Taoist heart.
What is the road ahead? He doesn't know, and he wants to know.
The man in white sat on the big white tiger and kept thinking. In the blink of an eye, there was a ray of dawn.
At dawn, that ray of light happened to fall on the man in white.
At dawn, the man in white was still thinking.
The more I think about it, the more I feel relieved. Why think too much? Step by step, down-to-earth, you will eventually reach that state. With a raised hand and a raised foot, the heaven and earth collapsed, and the stars and rivers were destroyed.
"Perhaps what I was dreaming about was the second step that Senior Xue Yao mentioned." The man in white shook his head.
At this time, there were footsteps again at the foot of the mountain.
The man in white was also startled when he heard the approaching footsteps. It's still early, but there are still people getting up so early.
However, the man in white soon knew who the visitor was.
Where he lives, no one will dare to approach him except that person.
For a moment, what the man in white saw was a beautiful morning glow.
This is a woman, her eyes are as clear and moving as autumn water, gentle and graceful as a touch of orchid.
She smiled and said, "Sir, I'm here to ask you a question about yesterday."
The man in white shook his head with a smile and said with a smile: "My answer is, what does the life and death of the people in the world have to do with me?"
