"Actually, if we really want to say it, there are still hundreds of years between now and the era when the story takes place."
Slowly reaching out and holding the golden stick again, Pei Wende continued to speak softly, regardless of whether the young man could hear what he said.
"Even if the story of water flooding the golden mountain really happened at that time, it would have nothing to do with me."
"After all, although practitioners in this world live long lives, if they can live for five hundred years, they are already on the level of land gods..."
"Compared with those immortals in myths and legends who live for thousands of years, land immortals are not truly immortal after all."
Before he finished speaking, Pei Wende directly crushed the tag in his hand, and then completely returned to his physical body.
What is left is this empty sea of consciousness, which is still projecting everything that may happen to Pei Wende in the past, present, and even the future.
——Enlightenment in Dreams·The Great Thousand Worlds!
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"Brother Pei?"
When Pei Wende opened his eyes again, what he saw was Zhang Chusheng who wanted to touch him with a cautious look on his face.
The moment he saw Pei Wende open his eyes, Zhang Chusheng was so frightened that he immediately took half a step back, which made him feel helpless and a little funny.
"I never saw you so timid before? Why did you become so timid after going up the mountain?"
Although he was complaining like this, Pei Wende turned his head and glanced at the dilapidated hall, and he could understand Zhang Chusheng's current mood.
After the battle with the young man just now, or Pei Wende's unilateral sword-fighting against the enemy, the hall at this moment has become very dilapidated.
The collapsed incense table, the overturned incense burner, the pillars full of sword marks...
Traces of damage visible to the naked eye are all over the entire hall, making it impossible to believe that a quarter of an hour ago this place was a bustling Buddhist temple.
In particular, the exploded Buddhist hall and the seven swords stuck on the ground in various directions gave the ruins an even more ominous air.
"hey-hey……"
After confirming that Pei Wende was indeed Pei Wende, Zhang Chusheng smiled stupidly and scratched the back of his head.
"Isn't this what you taught me?"
"Before encountering any uncertain situation, the most important thing is to protect yourself first."
As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, you are afraid of well ropes in ten years. Although Zhang Chusheng has not reached that level, he has gradually become mature and cautious after experiencing the "life loan" incident.
"Brother Pei, who was that guy just now? Why did he disappear suddenly?"
Instead of dwelling too much on this issue, Zhang Chusheng's young curiosity led him to question Pei Wende.
"That guy? He's an inexplicable...messenger!"
After a brief hesitation, Pei Wende finally defined the young man's identity as the "messenger".
At the same time, Pei Wende finally understood why Xiaoqing behaved so abnormally during this period, and even deliberately avoided himself.
Pei Wende is not unfamiliar with this situation, but has heard about it for a long time.
Because in any sect of spiritual practice, there is a saying of "breaking off the worldly bond".
Thoughts, identity, three views, and even the sublimation of life levels...
As a result, practitioners will always be out of touch with their previous social relationships, and then need to re-examine everything in the past.
The evil path of renunciation and righteousness, the Buddhist practice of becoming a monk, the Taoist practice of seclusion...
In fact, it can be seen as an extension of this concept, but the approach is more extreme.
But what Pei Wende never expected was that this kind of ideological struggle that only humans can have would appear in Xiaoqing, a monster with no normal sense of ethics.
And what is the source of Xiao Qing’s idea?
Why did she suddenly want to break off the worldly relationship and cut off the bond with herself?
[Is it because of my 'disaster' physique? 】
[Or is her 'catastrophe' coming soon? 】
[Or maybe, that guy’s brain was kicked by a donkey]
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind so quickly. In fact, instead of worrying about Xiaoqing's thoughts, Pei Wende was more concerned about what happened to her.
No matter whether the two are incompatible with each other or become strangers from now on, Xiaoqing and Pei Wende have formed a deep friendship.
From the beginning, they just wanted to hug each other, but now they have become tacit partners...
Xiao Qing could almost be said to have witnessed along the way how Pei Wende grew step by step from a mortal to a strong man in the "half-step innate" realm today.
No matter what reasons Xiaoqing had for wanting to break the bond between the two, Pei Wende couldn't let her go.
"Brother Pei?"
So just when Pei Wende was stunned again, Zhang Chusheng's voice woke him up again.
"what happened again?"
Looking in the direction of the sound, Pei Wende noticed that Zhang Chusheng had actually run near a long sword stuck diagonally on the ground.
From this, we can also see how unfocused Pei Wende is now, and he would actually be distracted at this time.
"Brother Pei, didn't you promise me before?"
"Do you want to give me a sword to protect me after I recover from my injury?"
Without concealing his desire for the long sword at all, Zhang Chusheng looked at Pei Wende with a slightly expectant look, almost saying "Give me this sword."
"You brat, you have pretty good eyesight."
Smiling, he walked forward and pulled out the long sword that was inserted diagonally over there. Pei Wende picked up a sword flower with one hand and said.
"This is one of my most satisfying works."
"In terms of toughness, strength, and even aura, he is the best among these seven swords."
It was only at this time that Zhang Chusheng could fully see what this long sword looked like.
This is a long sword with an astonishing length. The length just inserted into the ground takes up one-third of the entire sword body.
Especially when Pei Wende swung it with one hand, its slender sword bent like a whip, showing its terrifying toughness.
"The name of the sword is 'Soft Iron'. The sword is three feet and two inches long. When used, it makes the sound of a long whip piercing the air."
"Compared to the oxtail sword, the ring-headed sword, the dragon knight sword, the Napoleon saber, the Dussac scimitar, the eight-sided Han sword..."
"Even the dog-leg sword that I often use, this sword is among the best in terms of difficulty."
When he said this, Pei Wende looked at Zhang Chusheng with worried eyes, and paused deliberately with a smile on his face.
"If you really want to learn, I can consider teaching you."
However, facing Pei Wende's sudden "temptation", Zhang Chusheng suddenly became alert.
"What do you want from me?"
Smiling and shaking his head, Pei Wende once again held a sword flower with one hand.
"I may have to go down the mountain later, and I definitely won't be able to come back tonight."
"If you can hide it from the old monk for me, I will teach you how to use the 'soft iron' as soon as I come back tomorrow morning."
—Recommendation ticket—Monthly ticket—
