Since the last reconstruction, the shrine, which has once again weathered the wind and frost for decades, looks a little old. On the red pillars www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" pavilion, the patent leather has fallen off somewhat, revealing the wood underneath.

Calmly stepping on the stone staircase, there is no sadness or joy in the eyes of the witch, only faintness and eternity.

Her footsteps were always quiet. First of all, because the shrine maiden is still young and has a very light body. Secondly, they are also accustomed to a life filled with battles, and the footsteps are quieter and less noticeable.

From time to time, she looked left and right, like a first-time visitor. But the faint memories contained in his eyes seem to indicate that the truth is not so.

Seeing these familiar things is like seeing her past.

The shrine maiden thought so.

Things that used to be come to mind are gradually coming to mind.

The first time I met my teacher, it was on this road.

It was a dusk in early summer, the sun was sinking in the west, and a faint yellow light shrouded the land.

She stood there, her temperament cold as a fairy.

She turned her head, her face picturesque.

She spoke, her voice ethereal, but slightly illusory: Are you willing to follow me, enter my threshold, hold my heart, walk my path, and rule the sky on my behalf!

At that time, the shrine maiden did not understand the meaning of these words. In fact, even now she doesn't fully understand.

But she was either moved by the man's words, or she was impressed by the man's heart. In short, her answer was: I do.

The man seemed to smile and nodded, "Good."

After that, Dome studied with her for five years, during which time she experienced countless battles, and finally grew into a powerful man who was famous even in the world.

Then, suddenly, the man vanished, and there was no trace of her in the world.

It's like she's never been there.

Now that she thinks about it, the shrine maiden is surprised to find that she can't remember what she looks like......

Her eyes remained indifferent, not affected by the memories at all. These memories are indeed precious, but they can't shake her indifferent state of mind. She holds the Heavenly Heart to prove the Heavenly Dao, and the Dao Heart is indifferent and ruthless, how can she be affected by these things?

However, her state of mind is flawed after all.

The shrine maiden continued to walk upward.

Walking through the trail and past the entrance of the shrine, her gaze rested on the Temizusha.

It was there that she saw the Spirit.

The girl was washing her hands, her face was focused, and her face was faintly reverent.

She stood there calmly, as if she exuded a unique charm.

He is clearly in the world, but he seems to exist outside the world.

And the feeling she brings to the shrine maiden is only loneliness.

Obviously, there are very few people who come to the shrine, and even if they do, most of them come alone. Ming Ming Ling looked the same as them, without any difference. The feeling she brings to the shrine maiden is the opposite.

For some reason, she just wanted to find the spirit.

It was the first meeting between the two and the first conversation.

It was there that they became friends.

Countless days and months have passed, and the two have become more and more familiar, and their relationship has become extremely good. Then, on that day, it all ended there.

Thinking like this, the shrine maiden still had no fluctuation in her heart, as if she was no longer human.

As the memories deepened, her heart became more and more calm. At this moment, the shrine maiden is only one step away from breaking through!

She pushed open the door to the main shrine hall. As she expected, it was empty.

Here, the man said, "We don't worship gods, we worship heaven and earth."

Even though the dome was still very young, he noticed that something was not right: why?

The reason given by the man was: We cultivators don't seek gods, we only seek ourselves! But at the same time, we must not lose our reverence for heaven and earth. Only with reverence can we restrain our desires and prevent them from falling into the devil's path.

Now that I savor it, the shrine maiden has a deeper understanding of this sentence, and she is even more amazed by the realm of the teacher back then. What she said was a "truth" that even if she was about to reach the fourth order now, she couldn't fully understand.

Moving on, the memories are deeper.

Countless fragments of memories floated into the shrine maiden's heart.

There is a scene where I walked down the shrine for the first time and saw the kind face of Uncle Iwato.

There is a scene where I fight a cultivator for the first time, and my inexperienced self is defeated by a single move.

One day, he swung his sword thousands of times, just to seek that trace of mysterious and mysterious opportunities.

Countless scenes combined are everything to the shrine maiden!

Before she knew it, she had come to the end.

It was a very simple little room.

There is only one bed, one chair, one table and one cabinet in it, and the furnishings are simple, and the colors are extremely plain, so it is impossible to tell that it is a room where a girl of the age of a shrine maiden lives.

But this is indeed her room. The room she lived in for seven years.

Here, she left very few memories. Most of her time was spent cultivating and fighting. It's as if everything in her life is for cultivation and fighting.

But in her heart, she values those people more.

Cultivation is to satisfy the teacher, and fighting is to overtake her one day and protect her in turn.

The shrine maiden's mood was ethereal. Closing the door again, she slowly exited the shrine and retreated into the mountain path.

There is no one in the shrine.

The spirit will not appear there.

The people of the town won't show up there.

The teacher will not be there either.

It was just an ordinary shrine.

It is no different from other shrines.

Because there is no one in it who makes a difference.

For no reason, the shrine maiden's heart was a little empty.

She sighed.

That voice contains countless touching emotions. If someone hears this sigh, all kinds of touching scenes will immediately appear in their minds, and people will be moved and unable to extricate themselves.

But the witch who spit out this sigh was indifferent to the extreme at the moment. It's as if she spits out all the emotions in her chest! Spit it out in one breath, and from then on you will have a heavenly heart, and there will be no distracting thoughts!

But he was obsessed with knowing that the dead could not be resurrected, and the people who left could not appear because of their own wishful thinking. At this moment, the shrine maiden's state of mind reached the highest peak ever!

Since you can't force it, let it go. The way of heaven is eternal, and it will not change for anything, so why go against it?

Pure and inactive.

Fang is the real avenue.

Smack, as if something had been punctured.

The shrine maiden finally saw the way.

That's within reach.

Her eyes became more and more indifferent, and her state of mind began to gradually tend to the realm of not being happy with things and not being sad with herself.

The fourth order seems to be within reach.

A thunderclap rang out in the sky.

Around the shrine maiden, there was also a rolling thunder sound. It was a strange sound caused by the movement of the Heaven and Earth Vitality. At the same moment when the witch realized the way of heaven, the distance between those vitality and the witch became closer and closer. It's as if if a witch has a thought, they will follow it!

And the unity of heaven and man is one of the symbols of the four orders other than the realm!

However, the shrine maiden did not break through.