Detachment is also silent. The memories of her childhood are too deep, and her father, who was always pampered and strict, now has other children, and she has become an absent eldest sister.

Thinking about the previous scene, whether it is parents or younger siblings, the four of them are like the most harmonious painting representing the family, and she outside this painting is the most out of place.

The mood is too complicated, and finally it tends to calm down.

She nodded and whispered, "Farewell." He hurried away, without giving anyone a chance to stop him.

Riding on the sword and looking at the clouds and mist under her feet, she suddenly realized that she didn't know where to go at the moment.

It seems that something important has happened recently, and the ancestor has also arrived, and he took a picture a few days ago, but he didn't call her as usual.

Physically and mentally exhausted, she took a deep breath and wanted to change direction and go back to the mountain.

Zhongli Jinrong waited at the entrance of the back mountain for a long time.

He didn't really want her to come, she had avoided her for too long, and she had seen it too narrowly, and he felt that at least she shouldn't be like this now.

Still, she came.

"You're going to cultivate again?" he asked.

"Hmm. These days, I feel like I'm about to break through the fifth order. In his presence, she had always been able to keep her heart at peace.

Of course, that's just what she thought.

"I thought you wouldn't care about it anymore after all this experience. He looked at her for a moment and pointed out calmly.

She knew what he was talking about.

"Yes, I didn't care. She said.

However, Jinrong only frowned deeply.

The girl was not in a good state at the moment, and although her face was pretending to be calm, her breath was chaotic all over her body—anger, resentment, coldness, and ridicule were almost bursting out.

And she didn't seem to notice at all.

Zhongli Jinrong looked at her indifferent look that didn't seem to be fake, and suddenly felt that this scene was a little strangely familiar. So when the girl was about to step into the back mountain, he proposed, "Why don't you make an appointment with Ziqing and Zijun, let's talk anywhere." ”

Liluo glanced at him with some confusion.

The boy has always been cold, and when he occasionally fought with them, he was just too noisy by them, so he got involved.

And today he offered it......

It was just a thought that passed, and she figured out the reason, and a soft smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

"It's really fine, Jinrong. ”

"I'm just going to cultivate. ”

"Besides, the seniors should be waiting inside. ”

He had no other way, listening to the girl's assurance, he had to purse his lips, "You have to pay attention." ”

"Yes, yes—my young master. She bent her eyes, pushed him helplessly, and called out to her childhood joke, "You go and do your job." ”

……

The girl held the scroll that was placed aside and looked at it for a long time, before a gentle voice came from behind.

"Changli, you're upset today. ”

Her back stiffened, then relaxed, put the book on her lap, and chuckled, "Senior is really powerful, you can see it at a glance." ”

The man shook his head and looked at her fixedly, "That's it, I won't talk about the formation today, and I won't guide you in the technique of Neidan." I'll tell you something else. ”

"Something else?"

"Well, there are some things that immortal cultivators have to think about sooner or later, it's just a matter of time. ”

"You closed my eyes, and your little doll is also smart, so I have pointed you out a little bit these days. I'm probably going to leave recently, so if you have any confusion in the future, you can come to your own senses. He said.

She wanted to ask him where he was going, but after thinking about it, the powerful monk had always been not confined to one place, except for looking for a place to retreat and practice for a few years, he was traveling and visiting various places to find opportunities.

He's a monk from the Void Mountain, so he'll be back sooner or later.

Thinking of this, she calmed down, sat obediently, and listened to his questions.

"Do you think that immortal cultivators can cultivate the right path and become immortals in the heavens?"

What is the problem?

Liluo frowned subconsciously, but soon she realized. Nowadays, even a three-year-old naughty boy talks about cultivating immortals, but so far, it seems that no one has really reached the tenth order and become an existence above the saint. However, people don't seem to have ever thought about this problem, whether it is a respected predecessor or a childish child who is not yet ignorant, but anyone who has a root and bone talent is dedicated to cultivating immortals and wants to achieve positive results.

It seems that for this final answer, people take it for granted that it is good and promising.

"I think it should be able to do so, even though the conditions are harsh. ”

The man laughed, "No, it can't. ”

The girl jerked her head up and looked at him, puzzled.

"People in the world are always good at immortality, but wherever there is aura, there will always be more or less immortal cultivators. However, it is a pity that the six realms of reincarnation, immortals are different, people have their own lives, and there is no harmony between the Tao, so how can people become immortals?"

"No, that's the way it is. The Root Bone Talent is an opportunity that God has given us. ”

"Huh. The man chuckled, "That's just a gimmick." A gimmick that can manipulate the power of the world's monks. ”

She felt a little strange in her heart and wanted to refute, but she heard the man ask again.

"Everyone said that cultivating immortals is to change one's life against the sky. And I ask you, do you think it is feasible just to change your life against the sky?"

"Of course......" she wanted to say it was possible, but she hesitated at the moment she said it. Thinking about it seriously, I remembered that last time in the time and space fragment, whether it was the powerful senior who wanted to leave his wife's life, or the black dragon who wanted to take her body, none of them did anything that was not against the sky, but in the end, they still couldn't resist the power of the rules.

She pursed her lips and replied carefully in her words, "I think as long as you don't cross the rules of the world, then it is possible." ”

"The rules of the Heavenly Dao are so ethereal, how do you know that there really is such a thing? Besides, even if there is, then I think that cultivating the Dao and becoming an immortal must be limited by the rules. ”

"But if this is the case, then why do we have the ability to call the wind and rain, and why can we have the qualification to live a long life?"

"Heaven is so balanced. The man looked at her confused appearance and only said slowly.

The girl was immediately stunned.

"Looks like you get it. ”

She didn't speak, her face suddenly lost color, and she remembered something from a long time ago, when she was only a five-year-old child.

"Little Miss, do you believe that there are immortals in this world?"

The middle-aged man smiled lovingly and asked.

At that time, she looked at the garden full of unseasonable flowers, answered a word of belief, asked the reason, but said to restrain three words.

Thinking about it now, perhaps because she was indulging in strength and her comprehension of the way of the sword, she had never taken a step back to see the reason for the existence of the immortal cultivator itself, so much so that now she has not even seen through it when she was ignorant when she was a child.

"Constraints. She muttered, a little incredulous.

The man was satisfied with her understanding, and nodded, the corners of his mouth no longer gentle, but with a hint of sarcasm.

"yes, to restrain yourself. ”