"He's still in an epiphany. "Writing, Fun, and Pavilion www.biquge.info" is a principle that everyone understands. But these words hurt Chen Wushuang, who thought he was a genius, as deeply as an invisible arrow.

Unparalleled in the world, Chen Wushuang has always been cultivated as a genius in the sect, although the sect has declined, but the teachings of the former master are in the ears: cultivation is not only about chance, but also about people's talent.

Could it be that this young man is a coquettish son favored by heaven, no, if he is a coquettish son, then what am I?

Chen Wushuang lowered his head and sighed softly, his eyes like stars looking at the man who was like a fan.

"Senior sister, the true meaning of immortality has always been obtained by people with deep blessings, and it seems that this young man is the one who should be destined for heaven. Xiaomei's white hand slapped on Chen Wushuang's hair, bounced a few wisps of fragrance, as if she was explaining something to Chen Wushuang, but only Xiaomei knew, maybe this was also an explanation for herself.

Chen Wushuang looked at the young man who was in the distance and his figure gradually blurred.

Yes, it's a blur.

Chen Wushuang wiped her bright eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, the young man was gone.

"Huh?" Chen Wushuang exclaimed.

"Senior sister?" Xiaomei hurriedly looked at the place where Lu Xiaoyao had entered, but when she opened her eyes, there was only one cliff left, empty, how could there ever be that young master?

"What the hell?!~" Xiaomei took two steps back, and after gently spitting out three words, her eyes were round, her face was anxious, and her beautiful eyes were full of curiosity.

The long-term dependence made her keep her eyes on Chen Wushuang without speaking.

"He, is it really??" After a full three minutes, Chen Wushuang seemed to wake up from a big dream, "It's really like the legend that he has comprehended the true meaning of immortality - Heavenly Machine..."

A good sentence was said by Chen Wushuang into three intermittent sentences.

But Xiaomei understood, her eyes widened even more, she spit out a mouthful of fragrant tongue, and exclaimed: "This, how is it possible." ~”

"Even if you comprehend the Heavenly Machine, you should never disappear. Xiaomei stammered and finally said the whole sentence.

......

In a stone room not far from the two of them, the clouds and mist were like entering a fairyland.

Lu Xiaoyao was sitting upright on a stone platform at this time, clasping his hands together, and spitting like an old monk in his meditation. The whole person has entered the realm of self-forgetfulness.

The strong true qi in the body was already surging in the meridians, and his warm hands kept holding a white snow lotus.

The flowers bloom elegantly, with a hint of fragrance in the elegant.

The fragrance is very good, and Lu Xiaoyao is intoxicated by this aroma.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is intoxicated. He seemed to have had a long dream, in which he had a father and mother, a sister, and an older brother. They have a taste of life. He didn't want to wake up.

But in the dream, the days passed quickly, more than 40 years have passed in a blink of an eye, my parents have died, my sister has married a wife, and my brother has a family. But they all gradually distanced themselves from him.

There is only one reason, he will not get old.

He still remembered his father's longing eyes before he died: "Mi'er, you are in my heart, no matter how old you are, you are my son." “

He cried.

In any case, you are my son.

These were the father's last words on his deathbed.

He knew that his father must want to ask, why don't you get old. It's still that young.

Thirty years ago, someone inadvertently mentioned why you are still so young, and he can still say that he is a little excited and proud in his heart.

But twenty years ago, everyone stared at him like a monster and asked, why are you still so young.

In his heart, he had made immortality a burden.

Indeed, he has become a monster.

Relatives no longer look at him with envy and jealousy, perhaps mixed with sympathy.

Because he's an outlier.

Relatives, friends, the media, and everything so on, began to move away from him, because he was an alien,

What they thought in their hearts, Lu Xiaoyao knew very well, that is, he wanted to use him, an outlier, for research.

To put it bluntly, he has become an alien guinea pig.

But this dream, as if it will never wake up.

Since the death of his parents, his sister and brother have become even more estranged from him, and he has become without friends and relatives in this world.

He began to hide himself, he tried to disguise, he tried to never stay in one place for more than 1 month.

He chose to keep his loneliness to himself.

Slowly, he understood.

Immortality is loneliness.

Time flies, and a century has passed in the blink of an eye.

In this century, he fell in love with a girl, but he could only remember it in his heart and never dared to approach.

In the girl's desperate eyes, he silently chose to leave.

Because he didn't want to hurt, gradually, he understood.

Immortality is harm.

Time flies, spring goes to autumn, and there are many cold and summer.

He has been silently innovating this world for three hundred years.

He learned the latest tools and got used to the world of robots, because the whole world has entered the machine intelligence civilization.

Slowly, he understood again.

Immortality is about continuous learning.

......

"Senior sister, let's go back, I think this young master should have gone to another world. Xiaomei finally couldn't help but say what she was thinking.

A trace of ripples flashed in Chen Wushuang's beautiful eyes, and he said, "I heard the ancestor say that there are five element changes hidden in this passage, which are extremely dangerous, and it seems that this master is already more auspicious." “....