The rest of the day was spent adrift at sea.

The room was trapped and guarded, and the girls sat or stood there staring at me day and night, and I could sleep every day, but they could only be in a daze.

Qingchan came to me twice, I refused to see him, Song Ji has come many times, I don't ask for it, I mostly turn a blind eye and treat him as nothing.

It began to rain outside the window, the wind became stronger, and the whole ship was floating on the sea, crumbling, and after half a day the rain stopped, and the sky and earth were filled with moisture, and the viscous was very uncomfortable.

I have been sitting by the window, and I can already see the land island in the distance, and I have been anxious all the way, and I finally arrived.

The sky was very heavy at the shore, the sea of clouds and fog, the old man pushed the door in, Qingchan followed behind, I didn't have any expression, got up and walked out.

I have no memory of the four words of the clouds, or I have heard them but have long forgotten them, but after they crossed the long beach, the field of vision did not become smaller because they left the sea, but on the contrary, it became more vast.

Many of these people seemed to be here for the first time, and they all let out low voices of surprise.

Thousands of broad stone slabs are suspended in the air, the sun, moon and stars are carved on the stone, slowly moving along the eternal trajectory, in the vast sea of clouds, twelve huge high-rise buildings stand in the distance, the momentum is majestic, people stand in front, as small as mayflies.

My eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and my heart was far away and empty.

The old man on the side sighed lightly: "This vast number of sentient beings, in just a few decades, have limited joys and sorrows, limited love and hate." ”

"But a lot of people have immortality." A woman about my age answered.

"Immortality? How easy. The old man said.

"Isn't it almost there?" The other man said a little excitedly, "Once the tribulation leaves the world, within fifty years, uncle, you will be able to rush to the first level of contemplation, and if you pass the white yuan, you will also be able to live forever!" ”

The old man's eyes appeared yearning, paused, and turned his head to look at me: "Patriarch Yue." ”

I looked at him coldly.

He smiled: "The suffering of the Yue family in the past thousand years is going to be wasted. ”

"Where's the waste?" I said.

"Fifty years is not enough," Song Ji said. "It will take at least 400 years to restore the spiritual breath of the world to the same as it did a thousand years ago."

"Not more than four hundred," I said as I looked at the old man, "never." ”

"Forever?"

I looked up at the sea of clouds. He said lightly: "There is no shortage of immortals in the world today, compared to a thousand years ago, their cultivation is extremely difficult and difficult, in addition to the powerful spiritual root, there is also an incomparable mind. And the people of the world. They did not know what they knew a thousand years ago, and they knew right from wrong, and they would never be fooled again, much less tolerate the ways of the wicked. Without the Yue Family and the Tribulation, there will be others to replace it, no matter what, the scene you thought about will not appear again. ”

"Hahahaha!" The old man laughed, "Don't you think it's foolish? ”

"Maybe I don't see what happens to you anymore," I said, "but you'll see it yourself." Then you will know who is the fool. ”

It seems that in the past few months of last year, one day of casual conversation, Shen Yunzhen asked me about Mr. Shen's deathbed words, I mentioned his sentence of good and evil, and then I asked Shen Yunzhen if she believed in good and evil cause and effect, and she held the same attitude as Mr. Shen.

Later, I asked Master, and Master said why he didn't believe in good and evil, because good would overwhelm evil, and good would triumph over evil. This is the way of heaven.

Master said that there are many things in this world that are not good but not good, evil continues to be evil, and even some things, it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil. But these are all small grievances. Looking at the overall situation of the whole world, all Qiē is running towards the light. Tyrants will be overthrown, cruel government will not bear good results, famine will eventually have a good harvest, drought will eventually be able to flourish, and the years of wanton murder have long since sunk into history. Nowadays, the law is established, the government is clean and the punishment is clear, and the era is prosperous. There may still be unjust cases, maybe there will still be tyrants, but these are not the endings, but the process. is like a soldier galloping on the battlefield, turned into white bone dust, but left a victory or defeat in the war. The same is true of those unjust cases and tyrants, whose existence can make the world more clearly distinguish between right and wrong, punish evil and promote good.

The sea of clouds is rolling and tumbling, thousands of miles long, and I can't see the edge, but my heart is inexplicably set off with magnificent pride.

It is true that the floating life is too short, but some things, such as heaven and earth, years, the sun, moon and stars, the vast ocean, they will always exist, thousands of years, eternal and immortal, in this huge and vast heaven and earth clouds, the money and power in the hustle and bustle, the prosperity and glory of the whole seem so light and light.

But there is something else that is so deep and intense at this moment.

If I don't have the blood marks of family feuds and the burden on my shoulders, I really want to give birth to a pair of wings to swim freely in the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth.

And Yang Xiuyi, if I can have immortality, I can be with him forever.

"What are you thinking?" Song Ji asked.

I glanced at him, ignored him, turned back and walked the way forward, and they followed.

Walking along the empty ancient road, in front of which is an open square, in which hundreds of huge and smooth stone monuments are lined up, a young male voice behind him asks, "Uncle, have you ever been here?" ”

The old man said, "Before this, this place has been sealed off for more than 8,000 years. ”

Qingchan, who had never spoken, suddenly said: "More than eight thousand years? ”

The old man stopped, stretched out his hand to caress a stone wall, and his eyes were noble and pious: "Shuyun Zhize, our ancestors were here to fight fiercely with the gods and demon lords for thousands of years. In ancient times, after folding the bird family, after folding the Dan for the wind god of the Eastern Wilderness, they like to live in Fusang, often eat Danhua, and the whole family is wiped out here, and there is no life left. He stretched out his hand, like a thin cloud passing through his fingers, "Patriarch Yue, do you feel that this place is lonely and cold?" ”

I didn't answer, and he said again: "Why didn't the Moon Patriarch ask us, why did you bring you here?" ”

"If you ask, will you not bring me?" I said.

He paused slightly, and then laughed, especially insolently, and the older ones around him also laughed.

After laughing for a long time, the old man stopped and said, "I know that the Moon Patriarch should have guessed that the Assimilation Tribulation is related, but do you know why I said you were ignorant?" ”

I looked at him coldly.

He smiled: "Because most of the immortals you mentioned are now contained in the Demon Realm, and the wisdom of the people you mentioned will soon be difficult to protect themselves." He brushed the pattern on the stone tablet, "The sea is moving, the aura is surging, and thousands of living beings are suffering, but the source is just that you were angry because of your master." What if a loved one dies tragically? Will this break your mind and break you completely? ”

My eyes widened: "What do you say! ”

"This pouch I gave you is not only for you to come to your master, but also for them to know where you are." "The closer you get," he said. The more properly they prepare, the more you get there, all you see is the tragic situation of your master before he died. ”

The heart was pounded. My feet softened, and I stumbled to my feet.

"Impossible!" I said angrily, "Don't be alarmist! If the catastrophe is not here, what is the use of you dealing with me here! ”

"Then where do you think the catastrophe is?" The woman cried out. "We have gone down to the dust island more than once, the abyss under the dust island is huge, the hundreds of seals are all gray, we go straight to the abyss unimpeded, but there is no catastrophe there at all!"

I froze for a moment and shook my head: "Impossible!" If the catastrophe comes out, how can there be peace in the world! ”

"Because it still has a seal on it!" She looked at me, "We're going to use you to summon it, break this seal, and sacrifice your Moon Family's flesh and blood." Do you see whether it is to be or not to? ”

The sound of the wind pierced through the clouds and fog, sinking into my eardrums, and I bit my lip, and inch by inch of fury burned to the limbs and bones.

I thought they caught Master just to let me pass, and I thought that as long as I went, I could exchange Master.

As a result, as a result.

I really can't imagine such insidious and vicious thoughts.

"You guys are playing with fire and destroying yourself!" An old female voice suddenly sounded.

I looked back. A white-haired old woman nearly 100 years old strode on crutches with the support of a middle-aged woman, followed by dozens of men and women wearing witch robes.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and looked at the others. Greet him: "Patriarch She." ”

"Shut up!" She shouted, "No one in this world can control the catastrophe!" The power of the Yue family has only suppressed its seal with blood for thousands of years, and once it is broken, it will be destroyed by a monstrous rage, and you will be the first to die! ”

The old woman stopped in front of us, her face rounded. My eyes were particularly sharp, and after looking in circles, they fell on my face.

A fat man with a jade plaque on his waist and a young man came out from behind her and walked towards us: "Patriarch Yue. ”

Song Ji and two other men stepped in front of me, and at the same time, the woman next to me pulled me back: "What does Patriarch She want to do!" ”

"Give her to me." The old woman said coldly.

"You want to be an enemy of our nine clans?"

"I'm saving you!" The old woman said angrily, "Why don't you understand the reason of cold lips and teeth!" Go take her down! ”

As soon as the words fell, the fat man with the jade card hanging on his waist raised his hand and jumped towards us.

Several people then greeted him.

"Patriarch She!" The old man shouted.

The old woman stopped on crutches: "Do it!" ”

Everyone behind her rushed out and killed directly.

Tong Muyun and Qingchan ran towards me, grabbed my arm with the woman and ran to the other side.

I wanted to break free, but I didn't get a drop of water for many days, and I really didn't have the strength.

"Master!"

Dumb Mao rushed over and threw herself at the woman, who pushed me to Qingchan: "Take her quickly!" ”

"Stop!" The young man who had just come out with the fat man rushed to intercept them.

Qingchan greeted her, and was kicked away by the young man in a few moves, and the man shouted: "The ninth day of the first month! ”

I was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned around: "Qingluo?!" ”

Qingchan gritted her teeth, her eyes became fierce, and she rushed over again.

Qing Luo ignored it and walked towards the woman: "Dumb hair, go and take Chu Jiu away!" ”

She helped the dull hair get rid of the woman's entanglement, and the stupid hair fell beside us with a "snap", and Tong Muyun was suddenly frightened and let go.

The dumb hair still didn't let her go, and pounced on her angrily.

I don't start, the screams of Tong Mu Wan pierced the scalp, and the fresh fishy smell came to my face.

"Let's go, master!"

Silly turned around and took me, and with a "snap" from me, he appeared in the north in the blink of an eye.

I shouted, "Qing Luo! ”

The young man looked at us, and the next moment he fainted.

I hurriedly looked at Dumao: "Go find a woman with poor physique." ”

It disappeared with a "snap", and soon returned with a girl who had been scolded by the old man's staff not long ago, and it was only before and after me that I was slapping unconscious, and I was about to say that I didn't need to be knocked unconscious, and she opened her eyes again.

"The ninth day of the first month!" She grabbed my hand and said, "Let's go!" Something happened to your master! (To be continued.) )