is still in red clothes, but he is no longer young and lively, his face is handsome and beautiful, the corners of his eyes are fine, he can't suppress the whole body, his shallow pupils are clear, he is looking forward to it, his waist is tied with a long sword of three feet, his body is long and jade, and his demeanor is high.

Even if he looks about thirty or forty years old, he seems to have more indescribable vigor and charm than people of the corresponding age, even if he compares it with a young man, the charm is like a turn, and the taste of beauty and decency is indescribable.

Searching for the mountains and forests where the legendary immortals lived, his right hand was always on the hilt of the sword, although he rarely saw any hurtful beasts after walking for a day, and he had to guard against some in the depths of the mountains and forests, he had been looking for traces of immortals for three years, and there were caves of virtuous monks, but he almost found nothing.

Some of the monks he befriended were cultivated, and their status in the cultivation world was not very low, but except for one who happened to need to retreat for decades, the rest did not have such a monk's path, and even if they were reluctant, it was really difficult for a friend who met in Pingshui to get it.

It is rare to have someone who is willing to give away a life-prolonging pill, but he not only wants to have so many more than ten hundred years of life, but wants more, longer, if he can enjoy a thousand years of life, ten thousand years of leisure, wouldn't it be much better than just being a longevity in the mortal world?

This kind of greed is also the reason why his friends can't introduce him, they are not willing to start over and fight for a thousand years of life for themselves, cultivate the true Tao, and have no blood and relatives to achieve success, they are willing to show their face and favors, and their property is cultivated in exchange, and the seniors in the cultivation world are not friends with him, how can they be willing to make a move?

Besides, there are not many people with this kind of ability, and if they want to have a thousand years of life without cultivation, the characters who can do it are really not ordinary monks, and they are not the ones who are entangled by the younger generations.

Of course, Xia Zhi had to find immortals and visit the Tao by himself, trekking through mountains and rivers, just seeking his own sincere blood, which could touch people of this level who did not know where there was but who might exist.

In fact, he was originally successful in martial arts, and he had a pure heart when he was young, and he could still maintain his appearance until now, at least for sixty or seventy years, there was no problem in jumping around, and after taking those life-prolonging pills received, he could live an extra hundred and eighty years, and if he didn't die, it was a rare longevity.

At the beginning, he was also able to look down on life and death, and not be anxious about it, otherwise there would not be so many monks who had signed a contract with him, if he hadn't stayed in a farmhouse and watched an old man's aura decay, he would not have started to look for immortality.

And again and again, he suffered setbacks, and encountered many similar examples, which made him more and more paranoid, and when a friend suddenly found that Xia Solstice was already a little too persistent, it was too late.

The result of picking out this matter completely broke the shaky state of mind of the summer solstice, and the gestures are still brilliant, talking about friendship, asking about the state of mind, the farther ones are okay, and the ones who are close to each other can detect the secret inappropriateness.

Xia Zhi was already afraid of old age and death, and he always thought that when he was still young, he pinched his fingers and counted his age, and he became even more panicked, so as not to hurt the heavens and reason, but he was firmly looking for every glimmer of hope.

What friends can do is nothing more than send a pill with some conditions, and send a message if they don't have the ability to help one or two, and they can't do it if they untie the knot.

Ordinary people can't understand Xia Zhi's fear of dying of old age, there are not a few people who intersected back then, Xia Solstice is enough in their eyes, longevity and health, life and death are normal, he has taken too many advantages.

The monks can't untie the knot in the heart of the summer solstice, and the monks who are released to walk the rivers and lakes have their own views on most of the ordinary people, the summer solstice is a rare longevity among ordinary people, and it is not worth mentioning among the monks, and each monk is ready for the other party to die in an instant when he makes ordinary friends.

Since Xia Zhi refuses to cultivate and wants to have the lifespan of a monk, it is undoubtedly an extremely contradictory behavior, and since he does not want to be a monk, then there should be no such rejection of birth, old age, sickness and death.

The idea of having a long age as a swordsman is ridiculous from beginning to end, not only abiding by the requirements left by the master, but also wanting to obtain the greatest advantage against these, wanting to stay in the mortal world and being afraid of aging, and longing for longevity and refusing to set foot in cultivation.

Even Xia Zhi himself knew how speechless his thoughts were, but most of his body was within reach of the scenery of the cultivation realm in the mortal world, and some of the friends he made at the same time were aging rapidly, and some of them were permanent.

The frequent intercourse with the monks allowed him to maintain the cognition and thoughts of a young man, but ordinary close friends and all ordinary people in his sight all told him what the reality was, and he only felt that one second was a young man, and the next second was old and weak, and such a hasty process was difficult to adapt.

What's even more difficult to accept is that he is also one of them, obviously there is still a long time, but he is always worried that he will die of old age in the next second, and at the same time, he has a deep friendship with both sides and is still in a short lifespan, but he is about to be driven crazy, and the consequences of this behavior are shown one by one after he is fifty years old.

He can't look at time correctly, and he can't measure these, the only thing that can reassure him is at least a thousand years of life, but this is something he can't do, behind the glamorous, he can only turn everything into paranoia.

If he could measure how much time he had, he might be able to see it, but tens of hundreds of years of time was already an immeasurable concept in his eyes, and he didn't know if it was an ordinary person's second or a thousand years, and he didn't know if it was enough for him to sail around or travel thousands of miles.

The main reason is that he has been in the mountains and forests for too long, and it is difficult to meet ordinary people in these places, and it is easier to see monks and hermits than other places, otherwise he is often accompanied by mortals, and his view of time can have a bias and a reference, so as not to confuse the two sides and cannot extricate himself.

As long as you don't want to become a monk, or don't get that thousand-year-old lifespan, the summer solstice will not be able to break free from this quagmire.

Again for nothing.

sighed, the spine collapsed for a moment, and immediately straightened up, his posture was like a pine, and after calculating the distance between going out directly and returning the same way, he still chose to simply pass through this mountain forest.

Compared to the thrilling but smooth road, there is nothing but a few poisonous snakes, and after stepping through a cedar forest, the danger is very different.

Just around a strange stone, the hair of the summer solstice stood upside down, the faint fishy wind rose, something swooped in, turned to the side and drew the sword, sheathed the stone, faced each other, and saw a tiger face, fangs and forests.

He didn't even notice it before! The cold sweat suddenly soaked his back, and he jumped up to the ground, and while avoiding the bite again, the sword flashed cold.

The arm was just bent and wrapped, and the back body was struck, the tip of the sword sank deep into the back of the white tiger's neck, cutting off the bones, and the tiger's palm rubbed the placket of Xia Zhi's clothes, but for the incredible arc of Xia Zhi's body, not even a line was hooked.

He cut off the entire tiger's head with his hands, and the smelly blood gushed out, and he knelt on the ground regardless of the morning dew on the grass, his face pale.

He has practiced martial arts for many years, and his spiritual sense is extremely accurate, although it is not as good as the monk's divine sense, but it is not so much that he can't even detect the tiger behind him, and he is not afraid to fight the tiger and wolf alone, but his spiritual sense, how can it suddenly be ineffective.