September 10, 1010 in the solar calendar.

Far north, the holy land of falling snow, Meishan.

Since I can remember, I have understood in ignorance that the so-called vast world is only land and sea. The end of the land is the vast sea, and the end of the sea is also the land and mountains......

Gu Xinyi knew that there were creatures in the ocean that were far more vicious than those on land. There are also fierce beasts on the land that have cultivated to reach the sky. For example, the creatures on land cannot survive in the ocean, and the existence in the ocean cannot come ashore.

It's always so wonderful.

Gu Xinyi thought so, thinking about the vicious demon beasts nearby. It seems that the demon beasts in the extreme north are endless, and the more you go to the north, the more sinister the environment becomes, and even the impermanence is extreme, and the monks can't survive at all, but the unique demon beasts are born in response to the situation, but they have become heaven.

Thinking about people's hearts is unpredictable.

Standing at different critical points will gain corresponding horizons, and people in different boundaries cannot understand each other and cannot empathize with each other.

If their minds are strong enough to touch the origin of this world, they have a very low chance of seeing it. The so-called heterogeneous horizon.

A madman is an outlier because he refutes the vision of ordinary people, and is considered to be a low-minded person and isolated because of his family-like remarks and pompous style

Delusional subversion of common sense, illusory other worlds, delusional reincarnation of previous lives, delusional thoughts of the immortal path at the end of the path of cultivation.

Aren't those things that don't exist for granted?

Because no one has really witnessed it, there is none. I can't believe it because I haven't touched it myself. This is a shallow and opinionated truth, just like the world cannot be traced, this is common sense.

But there are foolish people in the end, such an outlier is different from ordinary people because of the height of consciousness, and the horizon they see is also contradicted by common sense. It was another world that could not be described.

But the point is that the vision of the madman is the same as ours, it is true, and there is no doubt that it is true, because it can be seen, felt, and cannot be denied.

It's like my very existence.

Gu Xinyi thought so.

The seeds obtained yesterday have been buried in the spiritual field, and the seeds that have no signs of life will indeed not bloom, which I have known since the beginning.

Can't refuse.

The woman, she couldn't refuse her.

It was clean enough to be transparent and lovely, as far away as the sky, as if she should just be hanging in the sky, admired by hundreds of millions of lives. It's like a crescent moon, like the brightest starlight.

Gu Xinyi was intoxicated, the woman was clearly as beautiful as a flower, and she was indifferent. Like a calm stream and lake, it is clear and quiet.

This is what I have always longed for, what the future will look like.

This is exactly what I envision, different from other white bones, the so-called true Tao.

It is because it has seen it and touched it. That excessively beautiful appearance, therefore, is true to oneself. Even if that beautiful appearance is like a dream, so unreal.

However, Gu Xinyi smiled, like spring water in March, gentle and kind.

This is a place that is no different from other disciples' courtyards. It looks like a home, there is a little spiritual soil field inside the gate, there is a green and simple willow, the green leaves are shaking, with a pleasant natural sound. At the end of the courtyard, there are several houses, all of which are wooden doors and windows revealing the traces of time, antique, but there are no traces of weathering or insect bites.

It's quiet, for a moment.

Gu Xinyi also likes it.

The girl smiled, the seeds in the soil would not bloom, but she still planted them carefully. Self-knowledge is in vain.

Can.

There is also hope in the dust.

Isn't it?

Even in the countless dust, there is only one grain, just that one, no difference. But it's not hopeless.

For Gu Xinyi.

It doesn't matter whether the flowers bloom or not.

Wait until you bury it in the ground, and you're done.

If its height is high enough to touch the Lethe River, and the manifestation is real, it will reach the "end". Hope is no longer out of reach.

If Lethe really exists in this hopeless seed.

The little excitement that swelled up in my heart finally vanished.

Throughout the ages, how many amazing and glamorous people, outstanding people, ghosts, and sages and emperors have been buried in the long river of history, and no one has been able to connect to this final step.

Therefore, the living beings are miserable.

In an extremely short life, most of the monks lived in sorrow and confusion, lamenting the unfairness of fate and their own powerlessness. The unattainable of good things.

Nine times out of ten, things don't go your way.

It's as simple as that, the monk is vulnerable. Birth, old age, sickness and death, pain and sorrow. If you experience wind and sun, frost and snow and cold wind. Witnessing countless days at the beginning of the sunset, the heart is the same.

Of course, you will become strong.

But the pain will not be numb, and the pain will not be alleviated in the slightest. will only be forced to be pushed down the abyss by all those who think they have good deeds for longer and longer days.

Most of the monks have to follow the same path. However, there are also a few extremes, others are talented demons that everyone can only look up to, they are innocent crystals wandering on the margins.

The world should be like this, some people take the phoenix as their favor, and some people want to be accompanied by wild dogs. Some people are the pride of the sky, the family of wealth. Some people are grassroots, broken huts.

Gu Xinyi will not feel unfair, not so much to see the vicissitudes of the world, but to say that she is extremely rational. Gu Xinyi is sensible enough to calmly accept any injustice that appears above herself.

With such a mentality in his arms every day, looking forward to a gentle appearance like Senior Sister Zixi, he walked out of the disciple's courtyard.

Gently stepping on the dirt, because there has been no rain for the past few days, the flowers on the side of the road are a little depressed, even the leaves are shriveled, everything is so dry and tasteless.

It's clearly autumn, why is the rain so scarce.

Gu Xinyi only felt that creation made people.

Gu Xinyi hummed softly, facing the golden early sun and the cool morning breeze.

In front of them, there are familiar senior sisters and sisters in their respective groups, talking about what they have seen and heard in the recent days, and smiling like silver bells from time to time.

This scene can be seen everywhere.

Outside the Meishan disciples' hall in the early morning, in the medicine mountain covered by the rich aroma of pills, outside the crowding disciple ring......

None of this has anything to do with Gu Xinyi.

Everything is so boring and boring.

Like a foraging bird, passing through the area where the flowers bloom. It is clearly the beginning of the autumn morning, and the clouds are also with the birds flying to the sky, everything is so simple and beautiful.

The huge stone tablet in the eye, Gu Xinyi has been here before, it is a place called the disciple trial, of course, I have also been in, but unfortunately, it cannot be completed to this day.

It's quite difficult inside, although it's only a seven-story tower, but it's a genuine heirloom saint soldier, with endless mystical formations inside, and countless spaces can evolve.

Not only himself, but most of the disciples did not complete the trial, and there was no other reason. Each person's trial is different, or rather, like a dream.

And it's all nightmares.

Therefore, its difficulty is uncontrollable. It was not the same once and the other was not the same, provoking a group of monks to scold them, and many monks left psychological trauma and nightmares. Even the birth of demons.

Depending on the difficulty, the floor is also different, and the higher the stairs, the more difficult it means, and if you complete the trial, the better the reward.

What is known is that the rewards for completing trials are very rich. It's just that each disciple will only be rewarded when he completes it for the first time or when he breaks his own record, all the way to the top. Therefore, the disciple trial attracts a large number of Meishan disciples every day, and they come here to collide with chance.

After all, these trials are all fictional, their own fantasies. As long as we stick to our own minds, those imaginary products will not be able to cause harm to ourselves, and we are omnipotent.

I can't do it in reality, but, in my dreams, I am no different from the emperor.

Gu Xinyi thought like this and sighed softly.

Suddenly, Gu Xinyi heard something. The gaze followed where the voice was pointing.

It was a tall stone tablet, and the first one in the list should be unshakable, because she was really, too dreamy, unparalleled in her outstanding talent, breathtaking performances, and legendary adventures that had always been favored by the Heavenly Dao.

It was a woman who was like a bright moon hanging in the air.

It is the proud daughter of the sky who allows the entire snowfall holy land to become a foil, and throughout the entire Far North, there are very few that can be compared with it, and the legend she created in the entire Far North can be said to be known to everyone, and no one knows it.

Its name is Snow Fall, and when I look at it from afar, it seems to be deep in the peach blossoms, haunted by beauty, and I just want to go deep into it. It seems that there are galaxies and oceans in it. It's desirable and can't help yourself.

This is something called charm.

It's really, fascinating.

Gu Xinyi's eyes widened, and she saw that the first name was not the name that she took for granted, but other names that she had never seen or even heard of.

Gu Xinyi muttered in a low voice.

"Nightshade ......"

No impressions.

"Or a rookie disciple?"

Gu Xinyi only felt that her mind was a little hazy, for its difficulty, Gu Xinyi was deeply aware of it, her state may have some problems, she was in the third layer, for many disciples, this was already a very lofty achievement.

Moreover, as long as you complete the trial, you only need to be on the third floor, or above, and the ranking will be left on the stone tablet.

To this day, it's a bit of a pity to think about it.

It's not that it's not weak, it's the opposite. It has nothing to do with the level of cultivation. It's just a matter of conscience.

Just have a clear conscience. As long as the Dao heart is firm.

It's as simple as that.

It's that simple.

The disciples who have fallen into the sand are innumerable.

It's that simple.

Even if it's seven floors, what's the difference between that and one floor?

Rookie disciple, that's it.

Is it a warrior who has slashed seven levels in a row?

Gu Xinyi's mouth was a little dry.

Even dizzy and blurry.

Understood.

It's simple.

The heart of the Tao is firm.