"All things have spirits, live forever and wither. From birth to death, it is irreversible, this is the rule. ”

"The plants and trees in the world, flowers bloom in April, life is short, and when it encounters heavy snow, it will wither. ”

"But when you come next spring, when you encounter a wildfire, it will burn. ”

"It only takes a little ...... You can't start a prairie fire. ”

This is something that everyone understands.

Of course, Ning Yi also understood.

The old sword fairy carried his robe, and after stepping into the portal, everything in front of him became misty, and an unprecedented experience struck, like touching the "singularity" in the Red Mountain, like across the clouds, and the heavens and the earth were under his feet.

The old man's voice is also separated by the wind and clouds.

Old Man Ye paused and asked, "Everyone is looking for the way to immortality, do you know where the road is?"

Ning Yi closed his eyes.

Leaves do not grow green, and people do not live forever.

He was in a trance and said softly: "Lu ...... On the other side of the rule. ”

The Old Ancestor of the West Sea smiled, and no longer said a word on this matter, but said softly: "You have seen the scenery of the Great Sui with your own eyes from Xiling to the Great Sui, until now?"

The young man lowered his eyebrows, silently recalled that he came out of the Xiling Wind and Snow Bodhisattva Temple, all the experiences up to now, life and death, he sent Liu Shiyi to leave the Tiandu Imperial City, and hurried along the way, the wind and dust on the road, and the girl and the two people walked Yangping Waterfall and Yumen Desert, which can be regarded as a little comprehension, but in the final analysis, the territory of 40,000 miles is too big.

So Ning Yi shook his head and said honestly: "No." ”

The white robe of the ancestor of the West Sea was blown away by the wind, and he easily carried Ning Yi with one hand, but it was not a pendant or flying, the two of them seemed to be stepping on the clouds, and there were clouds and mist around them that were constantly shattered, covering their sight, the wind was not too big, but the old man's eyebrows and temples were swaying backwards, and the fairy wind was kind and amiable.

The ancestor said: "I have been practicing in the West Sea for more than 400 years, but in fact, I was born in the Great Sui Dynasty, when I was young, I traveled through mountains and rivers in the southeast and northwest, and I have seen it once, and I have also walked through the world in the north, and I have traveled everywhere, which is also a kind of practice, so as to sharpen the way of the sword." ”

The old man paused and said, "Actually, after walking through the two worlds, you will find that the scenery of Dasui is the most beautiful." But the fly in the ointment is that there are many rivers and lakes, before Emperor Taizong sat on this seat, all over the four realms, fighting and killing, fighting fiercely, none of them were clean, I thought this place was too noisy, it happened that the West Sea was quiet, so I lived in Penglai. ”

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, he looked at the white-robed old man in the mist of the clouds, and when he said this, he said it lightly, and there was no intention of showing off the big demon.

Don't fight, don't grab.

A true master.

Ning Yi glanced at it and found that the ancient sword hanging from the old man's waist was nowhere to be seen, and he lowered his head thoughtfully, and in the clouds, the texture of the scabbard was faintly visible, and the sword body rose in the wind, hidden in the fog. Like two huge wings, flapping the sky, magnificent, unimaginable, a thin and narrow sword, using this technique, is like riding a huge bird and monster beast.

This scene was watched by the old man quietly, and he smiled: "Want to learn?"

Ning Yi didn't have any embarrassment in his eyes, but straightened his chest and said calmly: "I want to."

Wise people don't speak secret words.

Of course I want to learn.

On this old sword fairy, from swordsmanship to artistic conception to treasure, how can there be any ordinary product?

"This technique is called 'Getaway', it is not a clever technique, it draws on the magic power of a big demon in the Northern Wilderness, so it is a few more eyes than ordinary swordsmanship, and there is no difference between the ten realms, after the ten realms, the sword spreads its wings, the world is extremely fast, and it can swim all over the world. The old man didn't have an appetite, and said softly: "Wait for this matter, please go to Shushan to drink a sip of tea, this swordsmanship is regarded as tea money, teach you and the girl in Tsing Yi." ”

Ning Yi observed the "Getaway" that the old sword immortal of the West Sea was now exerting, and the sword aura was like a whale swallowing the sea of clouds, opening the dome feather...... And there is a forbidden supernatural power in the north that has been lost for a long time, "its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky......

Ning Yi's heart trembled, isn't this it?

He guessed a rough idea, and immediately glanced at the old man of Xihai, knowing that he had guessed correctly.

This is by no means the so-called "not very clever" spell in the mouth of the old people, if it is passed on, it will even shake the Great Sui...... On the northern side, there is really a legendary life, how many people have really trekked to such a far place and seen that "big thing" with their own eyes?

The old sword immortal of the West Sea squeezed his eyes and said with a smile: "I want to remind you, this technique is not coming from the right way, you can use it casually in Dasui after you learn it, no one knows it anyway, if you go over there in the future, be careful to be seen by a discerning person and cause trouble." ”

Ning Yi coughed, quickly opened the topic, and asked, "Mr. was born in the Western Realm and practiced in Sword Lake?"

This topic should not be talked about too much.

About the origin of the old man...... Ning Yi just asked casually.

It's just his guess.

The ancestor of the West Sea is the ancestor of Xu Lai...... This kind of generation can be traced back hundreds of years ago, when the Sword Lake Palace was still in its heyday, and it was not as depressed as it is now.

Unexpectedly.

The old man shook his head and said, "I was born in the Western Realm, but I am not under the Sword Lake Sect, and I have not entered Penglai to practice, and the royal family of the Great Sui Holy Mountain has nothing to do with me, just a casual cultivation." When he arrived in the West Sea, he was entrusted by others to save the cultivators of Penglai a few times, so he was first called a benevolent prince by them, and slowly evolved into the current 'Taishi Ancestor'. ”

Ning Yi was a little stunned.

The old man said with a smile: "The West Sea has also been uneven for a while, sandwiched between the two worlds, and there is no prohibition from the first emperor who is separated by the inverted sea, so both groups of people want to grab Penglai Immortal Island." ”

Ning Yi said in his heart: "Mr. has fought with the great cultivators of the demon clan over there, how is the victory or defeat?"

The old sword fairy smiled slyly and said, "Guess." ”

Ning Yi was a little helpless.

"There is aura in the West Sea, and the elixir is endless, and it is a blessed land, but for the whole world, it is actually a piece of chicken ribs, tasteless to eat, and it is a pity to abandon it. The old man glanced at Ning Yi, looked at the latter's eyes that he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, and couldn't help laughing: "The demon clan is not like the Great Sui over there, there is no centralized imperial power, and the powerful big demons each divide a piece of land, and after I sit in the West Sea, it means one thing...... Whoever is the enemy of the West Sea will only suffer. ”

Speaking of which, Ning Yi somewhat understood.

The old man is a casual cultivator, the character of idle clouds and wild cranes, he does not fight or grab, he sits here, the West Sea is just the West Sea, and it will never become something else.

This ancestor of the West Sea likes to be quiet, so the two worlds will give him a quiet.

"As for whether the West Sea will not be peaceful in the future, that is after my death. When the old sword immortal said this, his expression was calm, and he said indifferently: "I am alive, I can control the wildfire, after I die, how can I control the flood?"

Ning Yi sighed softly: "That's the reason. ”

With a scattered cultivation body, sitting in the West Sea for 400 years, all the giants in the north and south have to give three points of thin noodles, this old ancestor is one of the thickest thighs in the world in terms of strength.

The Penglai monk who is protected by it, even if he is an elm head, a boring head to practice, and does not ask about the world, it is time for him to come out of the Nirvana realm cultivator. Prepare for the worst in everything, if the ancestor is gone one day, a Nirvana monk can finally have some confidence in the negotiation between the two worlds.

Ye Lao Jianxian said softly: "Over the years, I have seen those people in the West Sea suffer losses, and in my eyes, I don't find it clear, I think for them, suffering losses is a blessing." ”

Ning Yi listened quietly.

"Because I'm here, the West Sea is a little too peaceful. The trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop, and if they don't suffer a little loss, they will die when they go to sea. The old man spoke in a flat tone, and said with an unexpected turn: "But when you come to Dasui, this truth doesn't work. ”

Ning Yi was stunned.

The Old Ancestor of the West Sea smiled and said, "Ning Yi, you can't suffer. ”

Ning Yi scratched his head.

"In Dasui, whoever beats you, you have to fight back, don't be afraid. The white-robed old sword fairy looked at Ning Yi, his eyes were particularly serious, and Ning Yi even read the words written in the old man's eyes, "Don't be afraid, you have the thickest thighs in the world."

The surrounding clouds were no longer turbulent, and it was only the time for a small half-pillar of incense to enter the Starfire Portal from the Sword Lake Palace in the Western Realm, and it fell smoothly to the ground at this moment.

It's already here.

The Old Ancestor of the West Sea shook the white robe on his body and scattered the stained clouds and mist.

The sky is blue and the sun is white, and there are bursts of smoke.

Ning Yi raised his head and looked at the strange mountain in front of him, the clouds and mist were misty, and the divine glow flowed.

It's hard to imagine that there is so much glazed glow on a mountain.

It's like a wonderland.

Ning Yi's throat was slightly dry, he turned his head and asked seriously, "Sir...... Didn't you say that you had an agreement with Emperor Taizong that you couldn't interfere with the luck of the Holy Mountain?"

The old sword immortal of the West Sea smiled and said: "This mountain is called Liuli Mountain, and it does not belong to the Great Sui Holy Mountain. ”

Ning Yi suddenly realized, looked at the glazed mountain that looked auspicious, felt a little palpitations in his heart, and asked again: "Then you can't kill the rules of the mountain master......

The old man put up three fingers, pulled them down one by one, and said, "First, only fight but not kill, not call killing; second, the owner of this mountain is very durable, so he can't kill if he shoots hard; third, ...... The evil spirit in this place is too great, you and I are passing by, those ghost cultivators who do it first, they want to kill us, so we just fight back. ”

Ning Yi sighed with emotion, Jiang is still old and spicy......

The old man suddenly raised a finger again, and this time his tone was serious and serious.

"Remember, Ning Yi. There are no unbreakable rules in this world. ”

Ning Yi was stunned and chewed carefully.

With this in mind, the boy let out a long breath and rubbed his cheeks, his eyes cold.

With the support of this old gentleman from the West Sea, where can you not go in this world?

He was going to meet the Mr. Han who had a two-sided relationship between the Tiandu Inn and the Hongshan Grassland, and calculate the past accounts to see how to write them off.

The hill of Liuli Mountain in the east.

The old sword immortal smiled with satisfaction, and with Ning Yi, he just took a step and crashed into the countless holy glow streamers of Liuli Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, a loud sound like a bell sounded.

"Who are you who are the first people in the East?"