The moon is reflected in the water, and as the night wind blows, the full moon gradually breaks.
That lonely figure was still sitting by the river. His slightly old eyes shed a few tears at some point. Looking carefully, this young man actually looked very old.
This feeling was inconsistent with his age but it did happen to him. Even the withered old man standing not far behind him couldn't bear to interrupt his immersion at the moment.
…
The wind and snow are miserable on the small snow mountain.
The pink figure held a bone-chilling dagger in her hand.
There was no expression on the pale face.
Snow, youth, blood.
The heavy body fell suddenly, and the previously expressionless girl finally fell to the ground. She kept sobbing, and her tears fell on the snowflakes, dripping through many layers of snow.
…
It is still a small snow mountain.
It's just that the fallen young man has long been covered by heavy snow, and even his figure can't be seen.
The man in purple smiled bitterly and walked into the small snow mountain. He stretched his hand into the snow and dragged it hard. The young man finally emerged from the heavy snow.
Daodao's spiritual energy was used on this young man without any hesitation. This expenditure made the man in purple turn pale and looked uncomfortable.
…
The nimble woman in red was the first person the young man saw when he woke up.
The woman, who is not very beautiful, looks very gentle.
So that young people have to get close to him.
…
That mountain trail.
The young man who left alone was chased by the man in yellow.
The woman in red was the first to stand in front of him.
Even if he vomits blood and is seriously injured, even if he offends a big shot in the family.
We must also ensure the safety of this young man.
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Yes, this is how it should be, so why should we be sad?
Could it be that this is all caused by one's own wishful thinking? This world is so beautiful to begin with, but it's just that cultivation has made one's original mind completely incomplete.
Gradually, the young man opened his eyes, silently looked at the waning moon on the water, and sighed softly: "Tell me, why do we want to practice Taoism?"
The old man behind him was not surprised that he discovered his figure. Instead, he said happily: "Back then, I was a child in a certain county in the Song Dynasty. I didn't understand the concept of cultivation. I was more envious of hiding in the mountains.
of gods."
Speaking of this, the old man suddenly smiled and said with a smile: "Perhaps every cultivator has a dream of a fairy in his childhood, so he embarks on this path."
Su Fan sighed meaningfully, held up a clear spring, and said with a smile: "When we actually embarked on this road, we finally discovered that this road turned out to be so difficult, and we really wanted to go back.
"
As if they resonated with each other, the old man nodded excitedly and laughed: "Indeed, indeed. The first time to join the sect, the first time to kill, the first time to be hunted. All the previous scenes seemed to be before my eyes.
"
The indifferent narration caused the two of them to laugh heartily. It seemed that they thought of some sad story again, and both of them fell into silence.
"The first person I killed was my first master." Su Fan whispered.
The old man looked at Su Fan angrily and chuckled: "Killing a master, it's nothing. The first person I killed was my son."
Su Fan didn't ask why, just like the old man didn't ask Su Fan why.
This is the pain in each person's heart. Since it can kill someone in pain, there must be a reason to do it. Everyone will not be a murderous person when their hands are not stained with blood.
After looking at each other and smiling, Su Fan suddenly discovered that the usually calm and arrogant old man didn't look the same at the moment, and even looked a bit respectable.
"Nothing can be judged by one thing." Old Man Ku seemed to have noticed Su Fan's thoughts, and then said.
He laughed alone, then motioned to the withered old man to sit down, and said sadly: "This world is so annoying at the moment, could it be that it is destined to be unchangeable?"
Slightly depressed, the old man was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Nothing in this world is destined. The war with the Wu clan that year led to my hometown being invaded by the Wu clan. It was the enemy that the powerful monks of the Song Dynasty retreated from. That was what I thought was the reason for the defeat of the Song Dynasty.
The monk is the best person in the world, but unfortunately what happened next made me finally realize it."
"Is this why you want to destroy the Song Dynasty?" Su Fan asked curiously.
The old man withered did not object to Su Fan's words, nor did he want to hide anything. He admitted Su Fan's doubts and said angrily: "Destroying the Song Dynasty is my lifelong pursuit."
"So it turns out that Sir relied on such an obsession to achieve this level of immortality." Su Fan said slowly.
The withered old man's expression changed slightly, he looked at Su Fan in surprise, slapped Su Fan on the shoulder, and shouted softly: "You can actually understand this. It seems that your cultivation level needs to be improved a lot."
Hearing the old man's words, Su Fan suddenly realized that many of the doubts or obstacles in his heart had disappeared after tonight's free talk.
Nowadays, as long as there is sufficient spiritual energy and a few months of meditation, one can break through to the Nascent Soul stage.
He didn't show any excitement, he just smiled lightly and continued to talk with the old man. He understood that there was no need to rush the practice, everything had to be done naturally.
If tonight's conversation unknowingly yields such great benefits, those who work behind closed doors and practice in seclusion all day long will not be able to achieve great success even if they want to come to this life.
"The key to spiritual practice is understanding. Once you have gained the first one, you may be able to reach the third realm of Taoism after you understand the second. If you have the opportunity to understand the third, you might as well become an immortal." The old man talked eloquently.
Su Fan's expression changed and he asked hurriedly: "Is there really an immortal in this world? Sir, have you ever seen one?"
He did not answer Su Fan's question quickly, but fell into deep thought, seeming to be searching for long-lost memories, or thinking about how to express it correctly.
"If we talk about immortals, I think there may be someone in this world that I have met before who can be called an immortal."
I have been disappointed with the theory of cultivating immortals for a long time. I thought that cultivating immortals is more of a reality that comes from cultivation, so I just asked casually, but I didn't expect that there really are immortals, or that someone has seen immortals.
"When I was still young, I followed my master to the imperial capital for the first time. My master was the Imperial Master of the Song Dynasty, so I was fortunate to follow him to the imperial city. In the heart of the imperial city, I witnessed the ascension to immortality."
"Ascended to immortality?" Su Fan asked curiously.
Visual inspection of the old man's eyes revealed a hint of reverence and even panic, which made Su Fan confused again.
"The person who ascended to immortality is the most powerful being in the world, that is, the World Master. According to legend, the World Master is the first person in this world. During his practice, he tamed a beast in each of the four directions of the world, namely the green dragon and the white tiger.
, Suzaku, Xuanwu.”
"These four divine beasts guarded the World Master when he ascended to immortality. That day there was a heavy storm and thunder. The World Master accompanied the three tribulations of fire, water, and wind as he ascended to immortality. However, the four divine beasts were not worthy enough to be immortals and were left in the surroundings of the imperial city.
guard."
Although it seems that many years have passed since that incident, mentioning it at this moment can still make the withered old man feel angry, even excited, and almost burst into tears.
Of course, that incident was enough to be in such a state, such an exciting thing, even Su Fan was excited when he heard it.
People in the world cultivate immortality and yearn for the fun of being an immortal. They look forward to climbing to the Nine Heavenly Palaces day and night to have a glimpse of the mysteries of immortals. However, for thousands of years, there is only one person like Jiezun.
Presumably, the battle between the World Master and the Demon Saint and the Ghost King back then was just a matter that was glorified by later generations. In fact, it was the World Master who killed those two people in order to gain a spot in immortality.
Although this was Su Fan's momentary thought, it was not unreasonable. The world of cultivation is so cruel. The winners write history. If you have not personally experienced the past, how can you know whether what you are saying now is correct?
Su Fan did not mention this matter to Old Man Ku. For someone like Old Man Ku who respected that Realm Lord so much, if Su Fan explained it like this, he would definitely give Su Fan a good beating.
After pondering for a while, Su Fan asked again: "I wonder how senior came to this outside area."
The withered old man paused briefly and said with a smile: "Back then, I was dissatisfied with some of the emperor's actions, so I expressed my dissatisfaction, but I was punished to guard the border in a bitter cold place."
"I am a person who practices deduction. I am supposed to calculate the fate of the country. Guarding the border has nothing to do with me. But the king's order cannot be violated. Where did I go after all..."
After listening to Old Man Ku's simple narration, Su Fan finally understood why, as a disciple of the Imperial Master of the Song Dynasty, he was now far away from the country and had a deep hatred against the Song Dynasty.