At the end of the sea, the sky is the shore, and the mountain is the peak.

A young man in white stood on the top of a snow-capped mountain, closing his eyes and closing his heart.

The mountain wind was blowing, and the white-shirts were hunting.

The boy took a sharp breath and exhaled softly. The fist of the right hand is slowly raised to hover over the chest, and the fist of the left hand is closed in the abdomen.

The boy suddenly opened his eyes, moved his right foot slightly to the right, brought up a piece of old snow, and stepped back slightly with his left foot, put out a boxing fight, and started a fist.

There was heavy snow in the sky, and the young man in white danced slowly in the snow, like a frightening dragon.

The boy closed his fists, punched them, over and over again, and competed without any tiredness.

This set of punches was extremely simple, and there were only five positions in total, but the boy did not complain or be irritable. It's just to close the punch, punch out, punch through the air, and punch the wind.

Some of the snowflakes that could not be dodged were scattered by the strong wind and fell to the ground. There are also some snowflakes that didn't have time to land when the teenager started to punch, and after the teenager closed his fist and stood still, it still didn't land.

The young man stood still, put his fists into his palms, took a deep breath, and slowly pressed down on his chest, and the turbid breath in his chest and abdomen was also gently exhaled with the virtual pressure of his palm.

Dongluo opened his eyes and looked at the snowflakes in front of him, with no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

He has been standing on the top of this snow-capped mountain for three days and three nights, and he still has not found a way to climb the tower, nor has he found a way out of the tower.

He seems to have reached a situation where the mountains and rivers are exhausted, there is no way to go to the sky, and there is no way to enter the earth, but he is still looking for a way.

He didn't take a step forward, he didn't take a step back, and the world thought that there was no way, but in fact, most of them still had a way to go.

There is no way forward, and there is also a way out.

There is no way back, there is a dead end.

If there is no way out, then there is really no way to go.

Dongluo sighed lightly, at this moment he was in a position that could not go up or down, he had to go high when he climbed the tower, and he had to go to a low place when he got out of the tower.

But there is no road outside the heights, and there seems to be no roads in the lower places.

At this moment, more than ever before, he hoped that the voice that asked his heart would sound, or simply step out, it would be the blue sea and blue sky, and when he woke up, it would be green waters and green mountains.

Even, he hoped that the black-clothed old man Ye Wushu he met in the deep pool was the person of conscience at this level of this tower, but he was not.

Before I could ask a lot of questions, the old man left.

Although I asked the old-timer, I wouldn't necessarily say it, but what if the old-timer did!

You must know that what cultivators are most afraid of is that eventuality, and what they are most looking forward to is also that eventuality.

Some roads can only be walked by yourself, but some roads still need to be pointed out by others. Otherwise, why do cultivators want to worship those great sects and worship those great monks as teachers? Even those mountains and fields have to pick some powerful big families to worship what family worships.

It's not because there are famous teachers on the road to practice that you can avoid a lot of detours. It's not because those big families can provide a lot of cultivation resources for those mountains and wilderness cultivators, and they can help them build up the realm little by little.

Dongluo pinched a snowball, ran for a while, and then threw it directly down the mountain.

It's one of his favorite things to do lately, and he's been enjoying it a lot.

It seems that sometimes a man's happiness is as simple as that.

It's so simple that it's a little unreasonable.

A transparent figure appeared behind him, but he didn't realize it, still happily throwing snowballs.

"Why, don't you envy those who have big families and big sects behind them?" the transparent figure chuckled.

Dongluo heard the voice and glanced back, a transparent person, still a little familiar, I really couldn't remember seeing it there, so I just didn't bother to think about it, anyway, it was a person who couldn't be beaten.

Dongluo quietly glanced at the cliff, okay, there is a dead end, you can try to see if there is a way out!

Dongluo rubbed his palms that were a little red, "What is there to envy, my father said, not only to endure your own hardships, but also to enjoy your own blessings, but also to see the good of others." You envy this day by day, envy that, be careful that even the little blessing left around you is gone. When the time comes, it's not yours who will lose. Are you the one who asks me about this tower? If so, let me out any big moves!"

The transparent figure seriously thought about the first half of what the young man in front of him said, and couldn't help but praise a few words in his heart. But to the second half of the boy's sentence, he shook his head.

Dongluo sighed, "So it's not!"

The transparent figure asked, "Do you really want me to be your person of inquiry?"

Dongluo nodded, "Of course I want to! If you are my person of conscience, my life can at least be saved, and I don't have to worry about being unhappy with you like now, just like crushing a little ant to death, crushing me to death." Yes, I can see the way forward and the way out. ”

Dongluo moved to the edge of the cliff, and said with a headache: "That's like now, I can only stand on the edge of the dead road, and move desperately on the way back." ”

The transparent figure smiled noncommittally, "But if you move again, you will move to death." ”

Winterfall continued to move towards the edge of the cliff, "I don't think jumping off the cliff is a dead end. Maybe jumping off a cliff is not only not a dead end, but also a way out. If you're lucky, you might still have the road ahead!"

The transparent figure was a little helpless, "Can't you see that I can see what you think in your heart?"

Dongluo's footsteps didn't stop, and he wanted to make sure that the moment the transparent figure moved, he would jump off the cliff, as for whether it was dead or alive or another way out.

Only God knows.

No, only Ta knows.

Dongluo replied, "Of course I can see that you can see what I am thinking! I don't have anything to think about anymore. ”

Dongluo guessed from the first words of the transparent figure, and he could see what was going on in his heart. At that time, he was already ready to deal with it.

It just doesn't work, let's use it first!

The transparent figure smiled slightly, and Dongluo could see a snowflake spinning and falling from behind his smile.

This smile is very cold.

The transparent figure took a step forward, and Dongluo, like a frightened bird, took three steps away and stood directly on the edge of the cliff.

The mountain wind blew, and the young man in white swayed.

The transparent figure laughed, "Who said you don't want anything, don't you still want to live!"

Dongluo's face was a little ugly.

The transparent figure beckoned to him, "Come here! After that, it's really a dead end. ”

Dongluo said with some confusion: "Really?"

The transparent figure was a little annoyed, "You can't get over?"

Dongluo had a bitter little face and walked over very reluctantly.

Jumping off a cliff will surely die. Walking past, there is still a glimmer of life.

From childhood to adulthood, it seems that Dongluo is chasing that glimmer of life.

I don't have a choice.

The transparent figure laughed, "I've only been a cultivator for a few days, and this mountain and wild cultivator is already handy, and it looks like it's still presentable, not bad, not bad." ”

Dongluo just wanted to casually say that the seniors taught it well, but when I thought about it, it didn't seem to be a good thing to use here, so as soon as I said it, it became that the seniors were too uplifting boys.

The transparent figure looked a little strange, and with a wave of his hand, the wind and snow in the sky stopped. A set of tables and chairs made of ice and snow appeared in the middle of the two.

The transparent figure took the lead in taking a seat, "Take out the best wine in your mustard seeds." ”

Dongluo silently handed over a pot of Dukang wine from Luoyang City, a pot of low-grade spirit stones.

"It's not this pot. ”

Dongluo endured the pain in his flesh, and took out a pot of wine from the mustard seeds that was even better than before, and a pot of ten lower-grade spirit stones.

"Don't treat me as Ye Wuving's madman!"

Dongluo thought that the person in front of him could see through what he was thinking, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said a little anxiously: "Senior, there is really no more, this is my best pot of wine." ”

The transparent figure grabbed the pot of wine from the ten lower-grade spirit stones, took a sip and said, "I really cheated out a pot of really good wine." How a little happy. ”

A black line runs straight out of Dongluo's forehead.

The transparent figure closed his eyes and tasted the aroma of wine, "What do you think! Really think that mind reading is a cabbage on the side of the road! You can use it if you want! It takes a lot of soul power to use it in the state of the divine soul! If I use it a few more times, I don't need to be wiped out by this heavenly way, and I will dissipate in the wind!"

Dongluo's expression was a little puzzled, but he asked with some apprehension in his heart: "Senior, is your so-called divine soul state in the eyes of ordinary people...... What the hell?"

The transparent figure spat out a sip of old wine, and no one had ever said that he was ...... Ghost things.

The transparent voice glanced at the old wine that he squirted out with some distress, and after hesitating for a while, he glared fiercely at Dongluo, who was looking at him expectantly, "Believe it or not, I'll make you a ghost now?"

Dongluo didn't seem to be afraid of the transparent figure in front of him anymore at this time, "Senior, do you say there are really ghosts in this world?"

The transparent figure asked with some curiosity: "What's the matter? Is it because I am afraid of death, thinking that I can become a ghost after death in this secret territory of the Dragon Gate?"

Dongluo's face got closer and closer, as if he had completely forgotten what it meant to be afraid, "No, you just say if there is one!"

The transparent figure nodded, a little clear, "It seems that I hope that others can become ghosts after they die." There are real ghosts, and it's not a rumor, but not everyone can become a ghost after death. Many people die when they die, and their souls can never come out again when they enter the underworld. ”

There seemed to be light in the eyes of Dongluo, "It's good if there are ghosts in the world, it's good if there are ghosts!"

Dongluo stood up and saluted solemnly to the transparent figure, "Thank you seniors for your doubts." ”

The transparent figure waved his hand and said, "Such a small problem can't afford to be so solemn as you." ”

Dongluo said solemnly: "The problem is not in the size, nor in the number, the seniors asked me to ask, and I was willing to answer, and I also got the answers I wanted, then the seniors deserve the gift of the boy." ”

The transparent figure nodded, this is the reason.

But people in the world are so strange, no matter how big or small the problem is, some want to ask, some don't want to say, they always like to hide it. And some asked, some said, but often some words were big and insincere.

When most people face other people's problems, if they are not relatives and friends, they are prepared to keep a hand, even if they are relatives and friends, there must be something hidden. Even the jargon of the master's apprentice has the jargon of "church apprentice, starve the master".

Of course, this is not entirely true, but there is still some truth, but it is not big.

Therefore, Dongluo has great respect for everyone who can ask him questions and answer his questions.

The transparent figure shook the already empty wine jug, took the jug of wine with a low-grade spirit stone, opened the mud seal and said, "I came because of you." ”

"You're here because of me?"

Dongluo is a little confused, because of you and for you, but there is a word difference. But don't underestimate the difference between words, in the world of cultivators, words have power, and the difference between a sentence and a word may be as different as a hundred and eight thousand miles.

The transparent figure nodded and said, "I am the person who put the statue you put together in the Mojia Square. It's just that because some things were ruined, I didn't have the energy and time to reshape this body, so my soul couldn't enter, but because you put my body together, I sensed it, and I separated a wisp of soul to come here, so I said that I came because of you, which is not bad at all. ”

Dongluo looked at the transparent figure seriously, no wonder he felt a little familiar when he first saw it, so it was, but the huge statue in the square before was in disrepair and was so corroded that he couldn't see his face clearly.

And the portraits he saw in the house at the bottom of the mountain before, because the paintings were too abstract and only god-like, he really didn't recognize who the person in front of him was at first.

Now that he recognized it, he was in a bad mood, and suddenly wanted to go down that dead road again.

The transparent figure glanced at Dongluo and said, "Don't kill yourself! Don't worry, since you can get those things you take, and since I let you take them, it means that they should be yours." ”

Dongluo breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, senior." ”

He saw that there was not much wine in the wine jug of the transparent figure, and hurriedly took out another jug and put it on the ice and snow long table.

Is it too much to take half of the secret realm of the Mo family and send two pots of wine?

Not too much at all.

The transparent figure continued: "Everything you have experienced in this tower is different from others, because yours is arranged by me. Including those two interrogations, including your meeting with Ye Wuving, they were actually all expected by me, and they were all promoted by me. It's just that you don't know. ”

The transparent figure continued: "To say that you don't know the whole thing is really only you don't know. I know about this, and Ye Wudi should also know about it, but he doesn't say it. In fact, the most dangerous time you were in this tower was not those two times of conscience, nor the few times you were chased and killed by a group of demon beasts, but the time when you got along with Ye Wudi, that was your biggest life and death crisis in this tower, but you survived in the end. So, you're good. ”

Dongluo's forehead doesn't know how many times it has been black lines, it turns out that everything is the ghost in front of him.

He wanted to slap the transparent figure in front of him, but thinking that maybe a casual slap on the face of this transparent figure would turn him into a ghost, so he had to give up this unrealistic idea.

The transparent figure picked up the third pot of wine, sneered and said, "It seems that after these few temperings, you still earn more, so don't remember if you don't get cheap." ”

Dongluo hurriedly shook his head and said, "Remember, remember, the kid has always remembered the good of his predecessors in his heart." The kid knew that this was a ...... carefully arranged by the seniors in order to test the boy and sharpen the boy."

The transparent figure directly interrupted the non-stop winter fall, "Don't shoot the fart, I've heard a lot, I came to see you today to cut off something with you." ”

The transparent figure grabbed from the void, and a wooden box instantly appeared in his hand, and he felt a little familiar looking at the wooden box.

The wooden box he had seen outside the vault was the one he wanted to get hold of but couldn't.

The transparent figure gently pushed the wooden box to Dongluo's side, "You can come to my Mo family's secret realm because of it, now, you take him and leave! After leaving this tower, your relationship with my Mo family is broken." ”

Dongluo listened to it in a fog, like falling into a fog, and finally didn't understand anything.

I don't know anything, I don't dare to ask anything.

I don't know, I don't dare to ask, so it's better to listen more.

Let those who can talk, talk more.

Dongluo stretched out his hand and wanted to open the box, but as soon as his hand touched the box, another hand pressed against the box, "Open this box when you get out of this tower." ”

Dongluo withdrew his hand as he said.

The transparent figure asked, "Do you remember the four words written on the archway on the mountain when you went up the mountain?"

"Love and non-attack. ”

"Remember these four words, your friend who has the air of eating cattle and the heart of the four seas is right, these four words are the key to getting out of the tower, but now you are not so particular about getting out of the tower, but I still hope you don't get out of this tower because you don't need these four words, just forget about them." ”

"Take a good look at these four words, it will definitely only be beneficial to you, at least when you have not grown to the height where my current body is, it will be even more beneficial to you. ”

Dongluo unconsciously sat up straight, and listened carefully to every word and sentence said by the transparent figure.

"I've said everything I need to say. Do you forget what you listen to, or keep it in mind and don't force it. The transparent figure looked at Dongluo and said, "Let's say a few digressions!" Let me ask you a question, what do you think of this world?"

Dongluo shook his head.

I don't know how to say it, I don't know what to say.

The transparent figure didn't speak, and it seemed that Dongluo must give an answer.

Dongluo thought for a while and replied, "I haven't seen the complete human world, how do I know what this world is like?"

The transparent figure nodded, "That's why you have to read more books, walk more, get to know more people, listen more to other truths other than your truth, and see more scenery other than the scenery in front of you, your road is still very long, and there are some things you think are impossible, but you can do it by doing." There are places that you think are impossible to walk, but you just walk and walk. ”

"Everything you see, everything you see, everything you do, all point to your heart, I can see that you have Lingyun ambition in your heart, but you have been in the cage for a long time. When you will return to nature, when will you be able to fly out of the dust net. See the real world. ”

Dongluo said with a serious expression: "Then may I ask my seniors, what do I have to do, how to do it, and how to return to nature." ”

"It's good to be your own hero. ”

Dongluo just wanted to continue asking, but the transparent figure in front of him seemed to be a little excited, and with a wave of his big sleeves, Dongluo disappeared from the top of the snowy mountain.

As soon as Dongluo disappeared, two figures, one large and one small, appeared.

The transparent figure drank the last sip of wine in the pot, "Mo Jia, when this is over, you can take Ling Yun to see this great world for me! Let's see if this world is the world that my Mo family is looking forward to. ”

There seemed to be tears in Ling Yun's eyes, but there were no tears to fall.

Mo Jia's expression was also a little unbearable, but he had no tears to shed.

The transparent figure began to slowly dissipate from the soles of his feet, "Xiao Lingyun, we will see you again one day." You're the most distressing spiritual treasure for me!"

Ling Yun couldn't hold back crying anymore, even if there were no tears, but there was sadness.

The transparent figure smiled and said the last words he had left here, and then dissipated into the wind, turning into a sky full of wind and snow to wrap the two lonely figures.

The last words spoken by the transparent figure were: "Everyone is their own hero." ”

The meaning of this sentence Mo Jia understands, and Ling Yun also understands it.

Maybe the winter fall who doesn't know where to go also understands.

Maybe everyone in this world understands.