It seems that this has been the case since the beginning, and my existence seems to have existed since before eternity. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info I'm alone, the world is long, there is no end, there is no end.

It was a world created here by a god who called himself Pangu, and I have been floating in this space since then.

But I know that I have been here for a long, long time, long before there was no beginning, and I have been wandering here since then, without the beginning and end of time, even so, but after endless years, I did not feel a trace of loneliness.

It's just that this time Pangu created the world here, and inadvertently temporarily went to my eternal route, and I landed in this world from that time.

The god Pangu evolved into this vast world, and all things were born from the spirit and were born from the benefit. But the years have passed, and the Pangu God is long gone, and I don't know how many years of reincarnation I have wandered here, because I have been sleeping in the void and cannot feel the passage of time.

But this spatial plane has recorded the traces of this long time.

The god of Pangu opened the world from chaos, and now he has already given birth to all spirits, and all sentient beings have also opened their spiritual wisdom.

And there are many living beings who have the same divine power as the god Pangu, and all living beings are moving towards prosperity, and I am awakened in this life.

I live in the mountains, I don't know what the world is outside the mountains, I only know that the mountains are so big, so big that my father and mother don't know how big they are. I heard from my father that he met me while hunting in the mountains and brought me back to raise me.

My father's name was Ye Mu, and he named me Ip Man Tian, because they didn't have any children, and because they only met me in their later years, they thought I was a gift from God, so they named me 'Wentian'.

In the mountains surrounded by green mountains and green waters, there is a house, but now there is a desolation in front of the house, and Wentian's father has died.

Wentian and his mother wept next to Wentian's father's corpse, don't be sad, my father will look at us in another world?, we have to live well, our father will not be sad, and we will not be sad in another world, although Wentian said this to comfort his mother, his eyes were already red with tears.

The loss of relatives filled this mountain hut with grief, and after dealing with his father's funeral, Wentian and his mother continued to rely on each other in the mountains.

God knows that if it weren't for his mother's difficulty in cutting him off, his mother would have gone with his father Yemu.

Now Wentian is twelve years old, living in the mountains, he has been running in the mountains since he was a child, and now his height is not bad with seventeen-year-olds, he has an ordinary face, and the height of ordinary people, although the whole person is quite strong but still reveals a little immature atmosphere.

There is no time in the mountains, and in the past three years, Wentian is already fifteen years old, and he has already grown like a strong young man, tall and burly, and his immature spirit has faded a lot, revealing some fierceness.

Today is a good day to worship the father of Wentian, and he took care of the items needed for the worship early in the morning.

Have you run out of things? The mother who asked the sky when she went out asked. I'm done.

Okay, let's go, Wentian helped his mother to walk towards the back mountain.

Oh, I almost forgot, and asked Mother Tian to turn around, Tian'er, go back and bring the jar under the bed in my room.

Well, he answered the question, helped his mother to sit down, quickly returned to the house, and found the jar under the bed.

Opening a strong smell rushed into his nose, and Wen Tian remembered that this was the wine that his mother roasted for his father to drink when he was alive.

However, Wentian's father never let him drink it, and Wentian remembered that this wine was the last jar his mother baked.

Unfortunately, his father died before he could drink it. It is now stored here.

Thinking back to these questions, he looked at the wine, raised it and took a big sip.

The strong wine in his mouth almost choked. Wentian tasted it a little again, but it was still the same bitter taste, so hard to drink, Wentian thought in his heart, but he couldn't figure out why his father liked to drink so much before.

Wentian walked out with the wine jar in his arms, looking at his mother's thin figure in the distance, his eyes squinting into the distance.

The breeze blew, and Wen Tian felt that his mother was getting farther and farther away from him.

Wentian came to his mother and helped his mother to walk towards the hill not far away, which was the cemetery of Wentian's father.

Along the way, Wentian's mother said some words that Wentian couldn't understand from time to time, and Wentian could only accompany the old man silently.

Tian'er helped her mother to the monument, well, Wentian whispered and helped her mother to sit down in front of the monument.

Wentian took out the things and put them on one by one, seeing that the old man like Wentian showed a slight softness in his eyes, "Tian'er" Don't be busy, my mother has something to say to you, Wentian put down the things in his hand and sat in front of his mother.

Mother Wentian opened her mouth slowly, the old man didn't let me say it, but I think there are some things I still have to tell you.

In fact, you are not our biological child, Wentian stayed for a while, mother, I will always be your son, Wentian said to his mother sincerely.

Very well, a look of relief flashed in the old man's eyes.

The pattern on the face seems to be less than that.

Your father went hunting in the mountains and encountered a fierce beast and was almost killed by a fierce beast, just at a critical time, a big white tiger jumped out of the woods and killed the fierce beast.

Then the tiger took you to your father and left, and your father brought you back when he saw the tiger go.

We have no children, and you are an orphan, so we are your parents.

In the future, when you are bored in the mountains, you will go to the outside world, and there is a big world outside the mountains to try the outside world, which is good for you. You're too young to stay in the mountains all the time.

Mother, are you leaving? I don't know why I suddenly said such a sentence, like a premonition.

The old man didn't answer, just looked into the distance.

I want to be alone and quiet, you go back first! I want to say something, but I don't know what to say.

Silently walked into the distance, Wentian did not go far, quietly looking at the sky not far away, occasionally looking at the mother's emaciated back, stretched very long in the faint light of the sunset.

The sun slowly descended from noon until it set down the mountain, and all the brilliance faded away, and the old man was gone, asking if the sky had gone over to say goodbye, and just looked at the stars in the sky.

It's not that he has no feelings, but after experiencing his father's parting, he is a lot stronger, and some things always have to be faced.

Time flies, three years have passed, and Wentian has become an adult and no longer has the slightest immaturity.

Now there is only one person in the mountain, and many Wentian has adapted to a person's life after three years of change.

He began to spend time with the animals of the mountains, looking for happiness, and today he hunts in the mountains as usual.

For some reason, Wentian found that his strength was getting stronger and stronger, and he felt that his strength was like he couldn't run out, and he often chased all kinds of animals in the mountains for fun.

Wild boars, wild wolves, wild dogs, and other not too powerful beasts have all been tortured by him.

Wentian didn't kill these fierce beasts, so he chased them all over the mountains and fled for fun, making the chickens and dogs in the mountains restless.

Now he has found that some powerful beasts are afraid of him, such as wolves and tigers.

And Wentian made a major discovery, some powerful beasts seem to have some spirituality, such as the wild boar king, who has been tortured by Wentian for a long time and is no longer afraid of him.

Every time I meet the boar king, I have to go up and play for a while, catch the boar king as a mount, and make the boar king howl.

It's not that the Pig King doesn't resist, it's just that the power of asking the sky is too violent, and the Pig King can't help him.

Today, the leading pig king met Wentian again in a small ravine, and the pigs rioted as soon as they saw that it was this magic star.

They were so scared of the guy in front of them. In order to keep his position in the pig herd, the pig king rushed forward.

Now that they have met, how can Wentian let them go!

The pig king stared at Wentian with a pair of big pig eyes, eager to eat Wentian. Don't look at me like that, we're all old friends, it's not that I don't know each other, and I'm not a bad person.

Wen Tian said with a weak heart, and there was a faint thief smile on the corner of his mouth when he spoke.

This made the pig king feel furious in his heart, the pig king had never seen such a cheeky one, he really couldn't stand it, and he swooped down on his hind legs and attacked Wentian.