"Dao Chief, have you ascended?"

Kagami asked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old man did not answer, but asked, "What about you?" ”

"Maybe I've already ascended." Jinghua smiled. Then she said, "Dao Chief, you help me send her back to the world, and I will help you ascend!" ”

At this moment, the old man was shocked.

Of course, he was not because of the temptation of ascension, ascension, it was just a statement. Naturally, there is no way to be immortal and ascend to the immortal realm.

Even, from Jinghua's tone, he felt a kind of sadness, and even made him feel cold.

His current state of mind is as unrestrained and free as an immortal.

All he sought was peace of mind.

The fairy world is a spiritual pursuit, and the immortal is a state of mind.

If there are immortals in this world, then his mind must be the closest to the immortals.

There are many people in this world who yearn for the fairy world, but there are very few people who are really willing to sublimate their hearts to the state of immortals, just as there are too many people who yearn for heroes to save the world, but when a real crisis arises, no one may be willing to stand up and become a hero.

They do not understand that heroism is not an ability, but a spirit.

Immortals are also not a force, but a state of mind.

The old man at this moment, after countless years of training, can regard the fame and fortune pursued by people in this world as floating clouds. His mentality, in order to achieve ascension, must have further tempering and sublimation.

The old man did not feel amused by the words of a child, but a sense of loneliness appeared in his heart.

"Cause and effect!"

He sensed the presence of cause and effect.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I'm just a nameless passerby."

Jinghua was not proud, but very sad.

"Nameless, is nameless, the beginning of all things, nameless, nameless, the nameless of the mother of all things?" The old man recited a sentence from the Tao Te Ching and asked.

Jinghua shook her head and said, "No, the mountain is not high, and there is no name if there is an immortal." ”

The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name.

Therefore, without immortals, Fang is nameless.

Because it's not an immortal, it's nameless.

If the immortals want to cut off the earthly edge in order to get peace, then I would rather choose the small touches in this earthly world.

"The road of life is like a long dream."

"The road is windy and frosty, and the wind and frost hit your face."

"In the red dust, there are many directions for sweet dreams."

"Looking for the love of the crazy dream."

"The road is vast."

“……”

Singing the song of this Chinese ghost story, Quan Jinghua went down the mountain.

Only the old man, as if singing sounded in his ears. But I felt more and more lonely.

……

A few days later, filming began.

Although the shooting work was very difficult in the middle of this barren mountain range, Jinghua did not put any pressure on them. The music, lyrics, and even the style were all prepared, and it was easy to shoot.

However, during the shooting, I suddenly found that there was a problem.

That is, Ning Meng will always be unable to catch up because of various problems, and people are always absent, but fortunately, the whole team is regarded as a tour, and there is no rush like other teams.

If it is changed to another team, such a waste of time is a waste of money, if it is a crew, I am afraid that Ning Meng will have to be taught a lesson.

However, even so, Ning Meng's actions still made several people a little angry. But at the same time, there are some worries.

After all, she is a small child, and in this mountain, she may encounter danger. Everyone was a little worried.

Only Jinghua didn't care, and even made the whole team wait for Ning Meng.

But these days, Ning Meng ran towards the mountain whenever he had time, trying to extract some magic secrets from the old man's mouth, but the old man did not stop him, and even taught it very simply.

"What is this, do you still need to squat and walk? Isn't this the same as Xia Fengyao's practice? I'm going to learn divine skills, the kind that wants to fly around. ”

"Nope." The old man said honestly.

"Aren't you able to fly, then?"

"It's not called flying, it's just jumping a little higher, it's the mastery of my body and the mastery of the place, where the cliffs look steep and dangerous, but for me, I'm used to it. I've been on this mountain for decades, and I know it all too well, and if it were you, I guess I'd be able to stay for a few years. ”

"How many years?" Ning Meng recently went to the Taoist temple to learn Taoist knowledge and read a few online novels. I thought I had an understanding of the practice. "Didn't you say that the foundation was built in a hundred days? And what about Tsukidan? Don't you have Tsukidan? ”

"Boiled eggs? I didn't have boiled eggs, did I? Are you going to eat boiled eggs? The old man was very puzzled, why did this little imp want to eat eggs so much? Although he lives in seclusion, he also has chickens raised in his own house, and he also has contact with the people around him. This is also the reason why Jinghua was able to know him.

And Ning Meng fell into contemplation, in the novels she has read, the protagonists have made great achievements in exchange for a lot of foundation building pills It was not easy to build a foundation, of course, the book also describes that someone can build a foundation by themselves, but those are peerless geniuses.

Somehow, the appearance of a mirror flower appeared in her mind.

She secretly thought: If it is a master, she must be able to build a foundation by herself.

"What would I do without Tsukidan?" Ning Meng felt that she must be the kind of person who has no qualifications and is a mortal, how can she practice without taking some medicine.

The old man couldn't help but comfort: "Since you want to eat, I'll cook you a few." ”

"I'm not going to eat eggs, I'm going to build a foundation!"

The old man paused and said, "Well, I'll go cook that old hen." ”

Ning Meng was speechless.

And when she learned light skills, she was even more depressed: "What is this, this is just parkour, not parkour handsome!" ”

"Do you want to learn?"

Ning Meng, who fell headlong into the dirt, shook his head: "Don't learn anymore." ”

"I told you a long time ago that you weren't the right fit."

"You must not have taught me the real exercises." Ning Meng had another guess.

The old man shook his head and said, "If you teach you and you don't learn, if you really learn, you can blame me if you can't do it again." It's a pity you don't believe it. At the end of the day, you still only believe in what is good for you. Go down the mountain! ”

Ning Meng had a bitter face, she had already felt that the old man in front of her was just an ordinary person, although his behavior was special, and his body was very good, he looked like an immortal, but after all, he was just a person, and he couldn't fly away.

Two-dimensional does not exist.

The fairy world also does not exist.

She was about to walk down the hill a little gloomily, but she turned back to look at the old man by the peach blossom tree.

He has no relatives, no friends, just living alone on this mountain. Don't worry about anyone in the world to blame him, live freely.

She suddenly understood that this was the life she wanted!

When a person lives, he no longer has to care about being compared, and he doesn't have to work hard for anyone.

She wants to be an immortal.

Detached from this world, there are no relationships, lonely immortals.

"I want to be an immortal!"

She shouted.

The old man shook his head.

"Immortals who don't have spells and don't matter."

The old man's eyes widened slightly, but he still shook his head.

This time, he spoke.

"You're not broken."

"It doesn't matter if it's a father or a mother!" There was a trace of reluctance in Ning Meng's heart, but she still wanted to be a lonely immortal.

"You're not broken." The old man still repeated faintly.

In Ning Meng's mind, the figure of Jinghua appeared.

Why don't you double cultivate with me, give up this world together, and become an immortal?