September 7, 1010 in the solar calendar.

Far north, the holy land of falling snow, Meishan

Huang Yekui is in a good mood today, from the beginning of the morning when she woke up from her sleep until the early afternoon. From the bottom of my heart, an indescribable feeling of comfort permeates my body and mind, as if I have fallen into a dream.

The breeze is not dry, and the sun is just right.

Golden afternoon sunlight pours over the grass from the swaying laurel leaves. The flowers bent their waists, attracting the hard-working bees that collected honey. There are flowers and butterflies flying in it, which seems quiet and soft, and it is a world of its own, far away from the ups and downs and hustle and bustle. Even such a small area has the meaning of a pure land isolated from the world.

Nightflower was overjoyed.

It's been a long time since I've been so happy, maybe two years. Since the Yiren around him left, he has never smiled seriously, and every day he has a sad face, looking at everyone with an unhappy face, as if he is looking at an eye-catching cockroach. Not so, the phoenix nightflower also suffered a lot of price.

The warm touch that pours into your body from the palm of your hand is undoubtedly real, and it is beautiful and affectionate that can make you feel happy both physically and mentally. At the moment, it was like a dream. It is clear that in the past days, I really had it.

I can't help but feel like I'm going to pronounce a verdict to the whole world. Even when he obtained the name of the immortal phoenix who fell into the mortal dust, his heart was as plain as usual, like an ancient well without waves, and he couldn't make the slightest ripples.

This affection is exactly what I have been pursuing, something called eternity. I can clearly feel this blazing heat, like the brilliant sun in the sky.

That's what belongs to you.

Eternity is your own.

Your own significant other.

If you say, even if you want nothing now, you can cherish the beauty again, just like in the old days. If you think about it yesterday, you have no regrets in this life. Returning to the countryside and having no quarrel with the world is.

However, perhaps it is due to his youth, and his heart is faintly unwilling to circulate. is not willing to be ordinary and sinking, unwilling to be so silent.

I was full of spirit at the beginning.

The nightflower is a little rippling.

It would be a lie to say that I don't want to.

Perhaps, after a hundred years, he will become dust, leaving Jiang Zixi alone in the red dust.

This was not the desired outcome of the nightflower.

But everything is turning for the better.

Now you can be greedy.

Human nature has always been like this, and the night flower is not exempt from vulgarity.

Now, in a world where there is no sadness, why not be greedy?

A monk who is not greedy, a monk who is content with the status quo, if he does not try to run towards the front, it is inevitable that he will be buried, this is not empty words, but the inevitable birth of the trajectory of history.

Huang Yekui thought like this.

If you want to start cultivating immortals again, it's not that there is no way, it's just too painful, and Huang Yekui doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, because she knows in her heart what hardships and helplessness she has to face.

The avenue is unforgiving.

Countless eras have been buried, and no one has ever come to an end.

Huang Yekui knows that there is no distant eternity, so there will definitely be no one in the future.

This is a very simple truth.

Can.

Creatures are always learning, moving in the direction of perfection, and are always transforming.

You are undoubtedly better today than you were yesterday.

Yes, the monks who lived in this era must have been stronger than any other era in history. This is a civilization that has been precipitated by countless corpses.

Huang Yekui led Jiang Zixi and walked on the street where the osmanthus was in full bloom, and the golden osmanthus flowers could be seen swaying slightly in the breeze, and the fragrance was incomparable. There is also a quiet and peaceful meaning flowing from it, which is the breath that belongs to the autumn day.

The dreamlike fairy face of the beautiful woman is hidden under the incense veil, adding a sense of unstained holiness out of thin air. But it seems to be attracting, pulling the hearts of passers-by, and the idea of wanting to see the end hovers in their minds.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the clear blue sky is like an endless blue sea, which makes people feel refreshed and happy, and they can't help but rush into the embrace of the blue sky. Therefore, it is fascinating and becomes the synonym for all good things.

The autumn sky is always so reassuring and quiet, even the occasional floating white clouds are so completely white, like a dream.

The birds chirped softly, waving under the distant sky, perhaps alone, a little lonely. Even so, the figure chasing the blue sky is indeed so beautiful.

Those who look forward to the blue sky will surely be hesitant.

Huang Yekui squinted at the scorching sun, smiling slightly. The breeze blew through the hem of his clothes and green silk, floating softly.

Jiang Zixi walked with him on the forest path with the fragrance of flowers. Looking at the mountain peaks in the distance, there is a red mist lingering, ethereal and misty, full of fairy spirit. Like a fairyland in ink painting, it is independent and has its own world.

In the silent silence of the two, time flows quietly, and the tenderness conveyed from the palm of the hand to the depths of the heart, like a faint candle flame that never goes out, although small, is indeed not dim.

Jiang Zixi stopped at a certain moment and did not move forward. Turning the delicate Zhen head, a pair of beautiful eyes like spring water looked at the side, as if something beautiful attracted the woman's attention.

Seeing this, Huang Yekui also followed the woman's gaze and stared to the side. You must know that Jiang Zixi has been with him for thirteen years, and has experienced countless things in the world. What you see and what you come into contact with is the best thing in the world. Therefore, the horizon has long surpassed that of passers-by, and it is by no means beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The things that can make Jiang Zixi interested, the things that are meaningless and beautiful.

What catches your eye is a young girl, born is delicate and handsome, like pure and gorgeous, blooming flowers at the beginning. A pair of smart and wise eyes are staring at the swarms of busy ants in the dirt. With an interesting expression, it was obvious that he was already intoxicated......

Huang Yekui narrowed her godless eyes and made a contemplative gesture, obviously unable to understand what the girl had done. subconsciously put the girl in a different position, and he is a fool.

After all, what do you have to look at the ants under your feet?

Jiang Zixi led the young man to the girl who was squatting on the grass and watching the ants with great interest. I saw that the girl didn't care about the two people who were approaching, and still looked at the ants in a hurry.

So, Jiang Zixi asked.

"Senior sister, what are you looking at?"

In the early morning and twilight day after day, Gu Xinyi only felt that today's daylight seemed to be particularly warm and bright. The indescribable feeling is like the embrace of parents and the warmth of home.

Today is still the same as yesterday, there will be no difference, and there will be no ups and downs. And myself, just like yesterday.

Gu Xinyi looked at it, and the faces of the people living in the group were filled with false compliments. It's both boring and boring, pretentious.

I don't care much, because I don't feel anything. Passers-by's every move does not involve themselves, and it is natural that they do not feel it. It's like looking at a flower on the side of the road, blooming at the beginning, and I just think it's very beautiful. It withers at dusk, and I feel that it is extremely sad.

That's what it feels like.

Forget about it later.

Daylight is very warm, but it is short-lived.

For myself, it's a pain.

Therefore, it stands to reason that Gu Xinyi was born a fool.

Nothing lasts forever.

Gu Xinyi's talent is obvious to all.

Gu Xinyi only felt that today's sunshine was particularly warm.

A different feeling from the past.

Gu Xinyi was staring at the busy ants, and she had never confronted life so intuitively. The small body as light as a feather could easily lift food that was far more than several times its own weight.

In order to survive.

Flocks, trying to multiply.

Even throughout the day, they have to face an irresistible enemy and become food for all species. Knowing this sorrow clearly, sooner or later, there are very few people who can successfully survive this life.

The life of an ant is extremely bumpy.

An ant's life is extremely short.

Miserable, sad.

However, he still runs around all day.

Born in this world, there is no choice.

Gu Xinyi felt a faint pain in her heart. But there is nothing that can be done. Monks are living beings, beings who seek happiness. Ants are also living beings, creatures that yearn for happiness.

Everyone's prayer is the same, if there is no struggle in this world, if everyone does not have to run for survival. However, this is not possible.

If you want to survive, there will be creatures that will be harmed. When living beings die, living beings will survive.

This is the truth of the world, and it is also the providence that exists in the underworld. If you want to continue, if you want to survive, you can't help yourself. The monks would always subconsciously ignore it, and it was clear that under the slogan of peace and kindness, they could smile and wave the butcher's knife.

There is not a trace of guilt in my heart.

And rightfully so.

A living thing is a living thing.

The weak can only be slaughtered.

Gu Xinyi's heart hurts to death, but there is nothing to be done, isn't it.

It doesn't matter if it's meat, it's also good for eating grass. As long as there are living beings eating, as long as there are living beings who want to survive, this pain will continue, and this sorrow will spread and become eternal.

Gu Xinyi didn't know what to do.

The sounds of heaven in my ears are like an orchid in the hollow valley, and the warbler cries in the swallow language. Returning her thoughts to the present, Gu Xinyi slowly raised her little face and looked at the two people who walked closer. The beautiful eyes like autumn water narrowed slightly.

When she came to the woman who came close, Gu Xinyi had seen it, or rather, the entire Falling Snow Holy Land was known to everyone, and no one knew about it. It is clear that a few days ago, he was just an ordinary disciple who was unknown.

A few days after the snow festival was held, it should be a stage where the stars are shining brightly and each blooming brightly. But because of the existence of this woman, it has changed into a scene of the bright moon in the sky and the fluttering fireflies.

Gu Xinyi knew that among the disciples of the entire Falling Snow Holy Land, no one could resist the might of one of his moves. He was a ruthless man who was beyond the common sense of the monks.

"Senior Sister Zixi?"

"It turned out to be ...... Senior Sister Zixi?"

Gu Xinyi muttered, a little sluggish.

Jiang Zixi smiled, it was the incense veil that covered her face, but she also deeply felt the splendor like a hundred flowers blooming.

"Senior Sister Xinyi, what are you looking at?"

Gu Xinyi was a little suffocated in an instant, the aura of the person who came was too strong, which made her feel a little uneasy.

Gu Xinyi said seriously.

"In ...... Look at the ants. ”