Spring - the spring breeze is blowing, all things are full of life, birds are singing and animals are roaring, and all species are welcoming their own spring.

Summer - hot and hot, the sun is shining, and all species are trying to find a shady place to withstand the scorching sun.

Autumn - the autumn wind is bleak, the flowers and trees are withering, the autumn wind blows the fallen dead branches and leaves, and the branches and leaves slowly go away with the autumn wind.

Winter - the cold winter wax moon, the north wind roars, the wind is like the terrible roar of the devil, and the blizzard fills the void.

Wu Lang found himself in a space where the four seasons were reincarnated, he stared at the spring, summer, autumn and winter that changed in front of him, without any thoughts in his mind, just quietly enjoying the arrival of all this, and his whole body and mind were immersed in it.

Suddenly, all the scenes in front of him disappeared, and Wu Lang was close at hand, and there was another "Wu Lang". It was exactly the same as his appearance and figure, but his face was filled with an evil smile, and he smiled silently at him......

Suddenly, a cold and glittering sharp knife appeared in the hand of "Wu Lang", which instantly pierced Wu Lang's chest......

Wu Lang looked down at the hole in his chest, blood gushed out like money, his eyes were full of unbelievable horror, and then, he slowly raised his head, stared blankly at the "Wu Lang" in front of him, with a strange expression, and his body slowly fell back......

Suddenly, Wu Lang found himself in a crowded market. He became a child of twelve or thirteen years old, and felt a heart-rending pain fill his chest, which made him cry out, "Ahma!" When the passers-by saw it, they cursed one after another, and the little beggar went crazy again.

Wu Lang went to another life. He remembered that since the death of his parents, his younger brother Aman, who had depended on each other, suddenly disappeared mysteriously, he was looking for his younger brother every day, his younger brother was timid by nature, and his fragile heart was so much that he needed to take care of himself, in this vast world, finding his younger brother became his only purpose.

Wu Lang's body continued to fall backwards, the surrounding environment was abruptly changed, there was an endless desert in front of him, he was riding a healthy horse, galloping rapidly, he remembered that he was a warrior of the Gobi Gelie tribe, three days ago when he went out, the entire family camp was robbed by the horse thieves of the lone wolf Hei Nan who dominated the Gobi, all the women were tortured and killed, including his young wife Yu Wan, his tears cried into blood, his sleep became a nightmare, and now he is stepping on the desert, that is, he vows to kill the lone wolf Hei Nan and his horse thieves.

In the distance, there was a piece of green in the distance, Wu Lang patted the horse, put his hooves and galloped over, the green gradually expanded, turning into a large lake and plants all over it, and the radius was full of tents within a radius of dozens of miles.

There is a market on the grassland, where people of different races carry out all kinds of transactions and barter. Wu Lang kicked off the horse, slowly walked to the lake, squatted down, lowered his head and drank water, suddenly heard the sound of water, a girl was swimming in the lake, smiling like a flower, young and lovely, sending him a moving smile. For a moment, there was a sense of déjà vu, as if I had experienced this encounter not long ago, but it was clear that it had never happened in my life.

Wu Lang's thoughts gradually traveled through time and space, and the other "he" seemed to be about to come out, which made him have a splitting headache, and suddenly the world was spinning, and he found that his body had turned into a plump and mature, exuding youthful charm of a female body, and a wave of shyness swelled up in "her" heart, remembering that this was her wedding night, and the dragon and phoenix candles lit on the table illuminated the excited and glowing face of her beloved husband, "she" immediately straightened her moving body arrogantly, making him arbitrary and thin, and the two gradually merged into one, no longer distinguishing between you and me... …

After a while, the whole soul pulled back again, standing in place, Wu Lang's mind, his eyes were closed, his whole body trembled like chaff, and he felt that all that he had experienced was tightly connected with himself. He seemed to hear the cry of his own heart, calling him to accept it all, to travel through time and space, to explore the secrets of eternity......

Subsequently, Wu Lang found himself sitting on the corner of the long street again, turning into a fat woman, holding a six-month-old baby girl in "her" arms, and three sons from two to eight years old beside him, a great maternal love filled "her" heart, remembering that since the death of her husband, she gave birth to a baby girl three months later, so she wandered around, with a few children, begging for food, a sense of grief and indignation surged into her heart, and she cried loudly to the sky. The three sons didn't know what was going on, but when they saw their mother crying bitterly, they also cried in unison......

Wu Lang saw himself again, not this current self, but his own in a previous life. Although he didn't look like it at all, he knew very well in his heart that it was him: an old man with white hair and white beard, wrinkled face, and hardship was kneeling in front of him. The sad white-haired old man burst out: "You go! I don't have a disciple like you, I only cut off your hand in a love affair." Wu Lang's tears escaped from the corners of his eyes, his wrist was broken by the old man, Wu Lang screamed, fainted in pain, and then, in the entanglement of thousands of generations, one by one in his mind, he and some people were both enemies and brothers, both husband and wife, and also affectionate men and women. In different lives, completely different things have happened, and every experience has added up, making Wu Lang experience every different form of life, poverty and wealth, love and hatred, joys and sorrows, birth, old age, sickness and death......

"One close and one open, to the yang, to the yin and sober, the vitality is in the breath, and the anger is in the breath. The mover can not be self-contained, the immovable can not give up, for a long time, when the great work is tasteless, the taste will come out of this, the sky is the sky, the non-cathode is not born, the thing is poor, the road is poor, the road is poor, there is no way to enter, there is no way to enter. “

An extremely soft, but unusually clear voice sounded slowly, as if muttering to itself, as if it was speaking to itself.

Wu Lang silently recited this sentence, and then, endless light burst out in his eyes, and he jumped up with his hands, although the blood was still gushing out of the piercing wound on his chest, but Wu Lang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at it with a smile, and the other "Wu Lang" in front of him ......

Another "Wu Lang" showed an unbelievable look in his eyes, looked at Wu Lang in surprise, and suddenly "Wu Lang"'s face was hideous, and the tyrannical aura filled the entire space......

Wu Lang slowly stretched out his hands behind him, hugged the other "Wu Lang" tightly in his arms with a smile, and let him use the sharp knife in his hand to stab him wildly in his body......

Suddenly, a huge blazing fireball fell from the sky, enveloping Wu Lang's entire body inside......

The realm of the mind is so boundless, in an instant, it can transcend hundreds of millions of miles away, sensing strange things in different time and space, different levels, and in an instant, the two Wu Langs were transformed into countless micro dots by the heat energy of the height of the fireball, and decomposed into another existing energy, which was tightly combined with every point of the fireball.

The vast and boundless thoughts that used to be confined to activities in a certain level are now confined to activities, from infinite to finite, and the two Wu Lang no longer have a distinction between each other, "boom" There was a loud bang, and the entire fireball exploded, erupting in all directions at full speed, and Wu Lang also exploded, becoming one of the thousands of shares of power, turning into a small fireball in it, and shooting outward......

I don't know how many years have passed, Wu Lang is chaotic, there was another loud noise, the small fireball exploded again, popping out countless large and small balls, burning the largest fireball in the void and walking, Wu Lang disintegrated again, with the operation of the small fireball and the decomposed sphere, forming all kinds of different forces, only feeling the smallest point, hiding the largest point, each point is also a pole, an independent universe, in an instant Wu Lang felt that he was the smallest point, but also the biggest point......

Wu Lang, who slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Yin Yuting, who was sleeping tightly around his neck, and a kind of realization came to his heart: there is no success and failure in the universe, some are just "experience", just like smart and stupid, life and death, are just different "experiences". The ultimate goal of human beings is to explore and decipher the endless unknown mysteries through this "experience".