Qin Mu's body rotated rapidly with the tornado, but no matter how he rotated, his body was restrained in the water column, unable to get out, and followed the typhoon.

It's nothing for a typhoon to wreak havoc on the sea, but if it makes landfall, it's completely different, whether it's houses, vehicles or human lives, they are so vulnerable to such forces of nature.

Season Island, a small island in the Atlantic Ocean, is also inhabited by many residents, due to its geographical location, so that it is often affected by typhoons, each time, the residents of the island can retreat in advance, and then come back to rebuild their homes afterwards.

This time was no exception, as the typhoon passed over the island, everything changed in an instant, and it was not until days later that the residents returned, and as they were about to rebuild their homes, they found an unconscious man in the rubble.

And this person's appearance is a little different from them, he is not a local at all, but fortunately he is still breathing and alive.

The island's inhabitants transported him to a city on the mainland, where he was hospitalized.

The medical staff did not find any injuries on the person's body, but they were still ready to give him an infusion, but they could not do anything to pierce the person's skin, it felt like a needle on an iron plate, which made people surprised and helpless.

Eventually, the man was placed in a hospital room and left to fend for himself.

One night a few days later, a person suddenly came in the window of this ward, it was a woman dressed in black, only the perfect jade face was crystal flawless, like the bright moon in the night, it was so bright and dazzling, but there was a feeling of indifference like ice.

The woman in black glanced at the young man lying on the hospital bed, and couldn't help muttering: "Sure enough, it's you......"

Then, the woman in black picked up the unconscious young man, rushed out of the window, and quickly disappeared into the night sky.

In a seaside location on the Scottish Peninsula in England, there is a grassy pasture where horses can be seen roaming leisurely, and a castle stands near the sea, outside which is a remarkable antiquity and the atmosphere of the age, and still full of atmosphere.

In a bedroom full of English style in the castle, on the bed with carved curtains, a young man lay quietly, looking quiet, like a person who is dreaming.

A woman in black stood quietly by the window, looking at the lush pastures and the blue water outside the window, and her leisurely gaze thawed the coldness on her flawless jade face, which was no longer so intimidating.

And she turned out to be Mu Bingyun, the woman who was supposed to be in Huaxia Shanghai, but she appeared here, and the person who was unconscious on the bed was Qin Mu.

In the silent silence, the door was suddenly opened, and an old man slowly walked in.

The old man's short beard and short hair were gray, and his face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were as bright as a mirror, and his spirit was strong.

After Mu Bingyun turned around and saw the old man, he nodded slightly and said, "Master......"

After the old man glanced at Qin Mu, who was unconscious on the bed, he turned his gaze to Mu Bingyun and said with a smile: "Bingyun, you heard the news of Qin Mu's appearance, and you didn't hesitate to come here from China, it seems that you really care about him!" ”

Hearing this, Mu Bingyun's cold eyes couldn't help flashing a look of shame, and said, "Master, don't be disrespectful to the old man, he is my friend, what's wrong with me coming for him, don't talk nonsense!" ”

The old man smiled, not caring at all about Mu Bingyun's words, but he also changed his words and said: "This kid is uninjured, but he has always been unconscious, and he will not be in a coma for another twenty years like Yun Ya's mother!" ”

"Don't say such unlucky words, I can feel that his soul is unharmed, there should be nothing wrong, it must not be long before he will be sober!"

The old man smiled: "According to the news from our people, Qin Mu's master is Yun Ya's father, and he is now in Yanjing, but Yun Ya and her mother have left the Origin Realm, I don't know where they went, if Qin Mu wakes up and knows the news, I don't know if he will also leave the Origin Realm immediately!" ”

Mu Bingyun's cold jade face suddenly showed a smile, and said: "Yun Ya was taken away by someone, it is not so easy for Qin Mu to leave, and he still has a lot of things to solve here, if he leaves, then his people will be in danger, and he can only leave after solving all those crises!" ”

"Bingyun, are you also thinking about leaving the Origin Realm?"

Hearing this, Mu Bingyun pondered for a moment before saying, "If you want to go further, you must go to the cultivation realm, but you won't be able to do it in a short time!" ”

The old man nodded and said, "The cultivation realm is not as good as the original realm, it is indeed more suitable for cultivation, and it is also more dangerous, so you have to be careful everywhere when you go there!" ”

Mu Bingyun asked rhetorically: "Master, why didn't people like you who refine gods and return to the void think about leaving the Origin Realm and going to the Cultivation Realm?" ”

The old man smiled: "Not everyone has such courage, the person who refines the gods and returns to the void is high in the original realm, and when he reaches the cultivation realm, he can only be regarded as an ordinary master, it is not difficult to leave the original realm, but the difficult thing is that it is not so easy to come back, which dispels the idea of some people wanting to leave!" ”

"Of course, in every generation, there will be people who have successfully entered the Refining God Returning Void and leaving the Origin Realm, otherwise there will not be so few Origin Refining Gods Returning to the Void, however, this Origin Realm seems to be very quiet, and the Refining God Returning to the Void is the top master here, but you can't act recklessly, otherwise there is a possibility of being wiped out!"

Mu Bingyun said lightly: "Even so, the Origin Realm is still very safe, as long as you don't cause too much trouble, you will be fine!" ”

The old man sighed lightly: "Yes, on the road of cultivation, some people are not afraid of hardships and dangers, and some are immersed in fame and comfort and are unwilling to get out. ”

Mu Bingyun nodded, such a thing is his own choice, how can outsiders comment on good or bad, some people just want to live in peace, and some dare to take risks, even if they die.

"Actually, these refining gods who are reluctant to leave are not only worried, but also limited by their talents, they all know their abilities, even if they reach the cultivation realm, they may not be able to go further, it is better to stay in the original realm, maybe they will break through at some point, and they may leave at that time!"

The old man's words are not unreasonable, the reason why they don't leave is because they don't have such an amazing talent, refining the gods and returning to the void is almost their limit, so what can they change when they reach the cultivation realm, of course, this is also the heart is troubled.

"People like Bingyun and Qin Mu shouldn't stay in the Origin Realm, the Cultivation Realm is your stage!"

The old man then smiled: "Okay, the matter of leaving the original realm, let's talk about it later, you can go out for a walk if you have nothing to do, you don't have to stay by this kid's side, you can't wake up in a short time when you look at him!" ”

"I know ......"

The old man nodded, and turned to leave.

Mu Bingyun then glanced at Qin Mu, who was unconscious, and muttered: "I've been in a coma for two months, and I can't see any injuries all over my body, but why haven't I been awake!" ”

For this, Mu Bingyun couldn't figure it out, if Qin Mu's soul was traumatized, she could feel it, but Qin Mu's soul was intact, and there was nothing abnormal at all.

Mu Bingyun could only sigh secretly in the end, and walked out of the room.

Not long after Mu Bingyun left, Qin Mu, who had been in a coma for two whole months, finally changed a little, an inexplicable aura appeared, invisible and invisible, but it was constantly changing like a human emotion, joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow and sorrow appeared one after another, and it changed rapidly, faster and faster, as if this was an emotion, unspeakable and clear, extremely weird.

In such a situation, if Dongfang Xue and Shangguan Yu saw it, they would definitely feel very strange, just because they had seen Qin Mu exuding such an aura in a coma when they were in the military compound, and they couldn't say what they felt.

However, even if they were here now, they still didn't know what was going on.

Qin Mu's current consciousness is not only not sleeping, but very awake, but he is experiencing another life, a life from childhood to teenager, from youth to middle age to old age, although ordinary, it is also full of ups and downs, joys and sorrows, until finally turned into a pinch of dust.

The life in the dream was very long and short, and when that life ended, the inexplicable aura on Qin Mu's body disappeared, but he didn't wake up because of it.

The life in the dream is over, and another life begins to derive, but this time he is no longer a person, but a grass, only an autumn grass, no sorrow, no joy, no worries, just after spring and summer, waiting for the autumn to wither.

The grass withered and turned into that wisp of dust, when another spring came, a young bud drilled out, showing the grandeur of life to the world, in the passage of time, in the alternation of day and night, the young bud thrived, this time it is no longer just a weak grass, but a tree, a thriving tree.

Although it has a longer life, but with it comes the same loneliness, spring to see all things reborn, summer solstice to see life to glory, autumn to see the verdant withering, winter to feel the snow falling.

A tree can only stay quietly in place, no matter whether spring goes to autumn, and whether the branches and leaves are lush or withered, it always stands there, and loneliness is the only style.

Perhaps looking at the grass growing under your feet, watching the occasional bird linger on the branches, and watching the wild beast rest under your subordinates is the only way to relieve loneliness.

Day by day, year by year, I don't know how many years have changed, I don't know how many times the wind and rain have been blown, and I don't know how many lives have fallen in front of me, it has always been where it has been, and it has never left.

I don't know how long it took, a year, a decade, or a thousand years, this towering tree that had stood here for countless years finally went to destruction, and was tragically destroyed in the lightning and thunder.

After the destruction of this tree, it turned into a figure, which was Qin Mu, Qin Mu's soul.