The world is changing, the road ahead seems to be open but not open, it seems to be there but not there, and someone needs to open it up.

Wen Zaicheng himself had not yet reached the Sixth Realm, so he could not intuitively feel the feeling of having no way forward and being physically and mentally changed.

But he saw that the master who was once so majestic, knowledgeable, and seemed to understand everything, suddenly became confused after he reached the sixth realm. He didn't know why.

Perhaps, it can't be said that he was confused, but that his whole person suddenly became strange.

Several sixth-level monks he saw were like this, and the Lou Jinchen he saw this time also had such symptoms.

Inexplicably dazed, inexplicably deep in thought.

It seems that he can inexplicably see things that others cannot see.

He remembered that one time, his master suddenly said: "The door has been opened!"

He didn't know what door it was, and he was still wondering if it was the "men" calligraphy method that Junior Brother Xun practiced.

But later he discovered that it shouldn't be the case. It might be related, but it was definitely not the case. The junior disciple in Master Xun was only practicing the spells brought by the secret spirit of the 'door', not the door that the master mentioned.

The sixth realm is really a mysterious realm.

In fact, apart from the fact that Lou Jinchen's consciousness turned into a spirit at the beginning and the Dharma image was out of control and in danger of taking his body, but after surviving the thunder tribulation in that dreamland, he felt that everything was fine.

And I experienced the changes of yin and yang in that cold pool, and continued to consolidate it for three months after I returned, so I felt that everything was fine.

Then, he saw the scene in the sky, as if inspiration from another world was pouring in, as if a hole had opened in the sky.

Then we went to Qiu Chan Academy.

Suddenly, everything seemed to have gone bad again.

He deliberately ignored it, but some things were exactly as he said, and he found that he began to forget some things.

It doesn’t mean that I have forgotten it completely, but when I think of other things, I can also think of one thing, but it is not so clear, like the words engraved on the wall. After a long time, not only these

The words have become blurry, and even why these words are engraved is not very clear.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be normal for this kind of thing to happen as he gets older. But as a monk in the sixth realm, his past should become clearer and clearer. As long as he is willing to think about it, there should not be any

Can't remember things.

But now, some distant things seem to be forgotten.

What particularly frightened him was that he had almost forgotten where he came from and the other world.

"Why is this happening?" Lou Jinchen asked himself in his heart.

He did not return to Jiangzhou Mansion, but wandered among the mountains and rivers.

There are still many places in Dongzhou that he has not been to.

He began to walk on the earth, with his feet on the ground, walking at a leisurely pace. He looked at the silent and majestic mountains in his eyes. The quiet places where the spirits hide and gather for cultivation, and the places where evil hides hide dirt and attract evil spirits.

Water comes out of the mountains and stretches across the land. It may suddenly stop flowing, or it may grow stronger and turn into a big river, flowing into lakes and seas.

He stood on the top of a mountain at the entrance to a large mountain and looked at a river flowing out of the mountain. The water was clear and bred from the mountain, but it flowed out so ruthlessly that it never looked back.

Lou Jinchen heard the sound of piano and drums coming from the mountains through the wind. The waves of vocal music continued to flow into his ears. Along with the flowing water, another kind of music between heaven and earth was formed.

A gust of wind blew, but Lou Jinchen floated against the wind, slid high into the sky along the wind's tip, and disappeared in the moonlight.

He walked on the tip of the wind, like riding waves, and came to the center of this mountain range. He didn't know the name of this mountain range, but he saw the bright lights in the mountain.

In this area of ​​the mountains, the forest is not dense, or in other words, there are only big trees and no small trees. Between the big trees, there are like huge green mushrooms.

People in the mountains all live in trees.

Lou Jinchen found that the trees here were surprisingly big, with a leaf as big as an adult. He saw someone sliding down the leaves, and finally landed smoothly on the ground.

All of them are good at singing and dancing. In the center of the peaks, there is a piece of flat land where some people are dancing, some are playing flutes on the trees, some are playing the piano, some are singing...

Lou Jinchen landed on a big tree, overlooking the world in the mountains.

The people here looked very happy. Lou Jinchen stood here, those music, those dances, drilled into his heart, imprinted into his heart, and a trace of happy emotion seemed to have arisen in his heart.

"Welcome to welcome the Taoist Priest." Suddenly a voice appeared in Lou Jinchen's ears.

This sound is sweet, penetrates the ears, but melts in the heart, as if it is a piece of sweetness, making people feel a kind of joy in their hearts.

Lou Jinchen turned around and saw a woman appearing beside him at some point.

This woman has jet black hair, eyebrows and sea hair, slightly parted in the middle, and the hair on both sides of her hair is cut neatly at the ears, and then neatly at the neck.

Her big, watery eyes looked at Lou Jinchen as if they could speak.

The clothes on her body are slim-fitting palace clothes, but the sleeves are a bit short, revealing her white and slender wrists, with a light green jade bracelet on them.

Lou Jinchen thinks that this woman is very good-looking, especially her wrists.

His heart moved slightly again.

Human beings have always had a sincere pursuit of beauty.

"Do you know me?" Lou Jinchen asked.

"Of course the little girl doesn't know the Taoist priest, but the Taoist priest is very good-looking and wants to invite the Taoist priest to live in the mountain."

As the woman spoke, her eyes moved, and her little fingers were already hooked on Lou Jinchen's sleeves. She first took up Lou Jinchen's arms. Seeing that Lou Jinchen didn't resist, she squeezed his sleeves tightly, and then moved forward.

Take a few steps.

She walked on the canopy, as light as the wind, like a dream, like a mountain spirit.

She only walked a few steps, and Lou Jinchen followed a few more steps until they came to the edge of the canopy. She first fell down towards the canopy.

Falling on his back, Lou Jinchen followed him like a puppet on strings.

The two of them looked like birds in the mountains, their robes fluttering.

When he was about to land, his entire deceleration slowed down, and he raised his body, turned around from head to toes, and then landed lightly in the middle of the platform below.

Lou Jinchen stood there, looked around, and found that everyone's atmosphere became more enthusiastic, but everyone's music and dance did not stop.

The woman who brought Lou Jinchen down started dancing around Lou Jinchen.

Her expression didn't change much, but her eyes were filled with affection, and her dancing posture couldn't be said to be complicated, but every raise of her hands and turn of her waist left people with endless reveries.

Lou Jinchen stood in the center, the woman moved around him, her hands touched his waist, brushed his shoulders, and occasionally slid from the tips of his ears to his earlobes, along his lower forehead line to his chin, gently

Touching his smooth chin.

His physical body has already been able to control the growth of hair.

"I heard that people with advanced Taoism can control the growth of hair. The Taoist's chin doesn't have a beard, and it doesn't grow in other places either!"

In this vocal music, her voice is very light and soft, but it has a sweetness that wraps around the tip of her tongue.

Lou Jinchen didn't answer, but she chuckled lightly and walked around behind Lou Jinchen again.

"Taoist priest, what's your name?" the woman said.

"We are all practitioners. If we meet by chance, just call me Taoist friend." Lou Jinchen said.

"Hmph, I don't want to be your fellow Taoist. My name is Taoist Brother Qin." The woman said, "My name is Liu Xiang."

"Brother Dao Zhang, do you know why I am called this name?" Liu Xiang said.

"I don't know." Lou Jinchen had already smelled a faint aroma in his nose.

"Because my body smells very good, Taoist brother, smell it..."

After the woman finished speaking, she turned around, her black hair flying, and Lou Jinchen discovered that the hair on her back was very long, reaching her waist.

The waist-length hair flew up as she turned around, passing right past Lou Jinchen's waist, and a deeper fragrance spread into Lou Jinchen's nose.

Then he saw the other party's shallow smile with a hint of shyness.

The eyes seemed to be dripping with water.

"Brother Taoist Master, how about we go over there and sit for a while." Liu Xiang said softly.

"good."

Lou Jinchen was pulled by her fingers in a direction where there were no such clear lights.

Before, she was hooking Lou Jinchen's sleeves, but now she was hooking her fingers.

The relationship between the two seems to be getting closer.

An unknown bird was flying slowly in the void, with lanterns hanging on its bodies. They were flying and circling in the mountains and forests, not flying very fast.

"Brother Taoist Master, do you think this place is good?" The two of them were sitting on a stone bench, with a table in front of them and fresh fruits and vegetables.

Lou Jinchen looked at it, frowned slightly, and didn't answer for a while.

She added: "People here have no sorrow, no pain, only happiness. We are all together, talking and enjoying every day, and being with our loved ones every day. How happy it is. Such a place can be called

A happy place?”

Lou Jinchen nodded slowly and said, "It can indeed be called a happy place."

After he finished speaking, he paused and continued: "Maybe it can be called a fairyland dream."

"Hehe, Brother Taoist Master, this is not a fairyland, nor a dreamland. This is Yuanheng Mountain and Yongle Valley. Can you stay here?" Liuxiang said.
To be continued...