Li Jian waited for more than a month, what he was waiting for was the scene he saw in a dream, which made Su wake up dazed for a whole day, and drank all day of wine.

But now, instead of meeting the dream himself, he met the old man.

"It doesn't make sense...... , I know about the Wind Chime Sect, and even the person who appeared in the Wind Chime Sect a hundred years later, I can vaguely guess that it was me in a dream...... However, all this has been understood by me, but why don't I see him here............" Li Jian's eyes showed a deep confusion, he couldn't figure it out, and even he himself was getting more and more blurred at the moment.

As Li Jian became confused, the painting boat drifted farther and farther.

The old man on the stone bridge saw that Li Jian didn't answer, and shouted again with a smile.

"Young man, tell the old man, are you the key to my Wind Chimes Sect ringing the wind chimes and revitalizing the Fengling world?"

"Yes...... I am the key to your Wind Chimes Sect ringing the wind chimes, but it seems that there is more to it, it seems to be related to your path to becoming a god, but are you willing to believe in me, are you willing to follow me, give me time, and I will give you a god-like creation. Li Jian's voice, like a dream, came slowly, and Li Jian felt that it was not his own words at all, and slowly dissipated as the painting boat went away.

He didn't know why he said this, he just had this feeling, the previous Wind Wing and this Boltless seemed to be a bit similar to the situation of the Blood Demon and the Blue Demon he knew, and all of these words were said to be in a drunken and unconscious state.

The door bolt glanced at the back of the painting that had gone away, there was a ball of catkins in the moonlight, as if eternally floating between him and the eyes of the painting, he couldn't tell whether the door was looking at the catkins or the side of the painting, he turned to leave.

Time flies, and when it flows away, there is no trace of what you want to pursue.

A day later, Li Jian left the painting boat, he stood on the shore, looking at the painting side where he had lived for more than a month, looking at the river where the ship had been waiting for more than a month, and was silent for a long time.

Until half an hour later, Li Jian shook his head and sighed, and the moment he turned around and was about to leave, a hiss faintly came from Tian'an, Li Jian's body was shocked, and he looked up at the sky suddenly.

But I saw the familiar white bird, whirling in the sky, slowly, the bird fell on the stone bridge in the distance, and after glancing at Li Jian, it flew up again and rushed into the clouds, the white figure was like catkins.

"Is that you......" Li Jian muttered.

On the day he left the painting voyage, he was invited to the Wind Chime Sect, and Li Jian of the Wind Chime Sect saw the old man who asked him on the bridge before he saw it.

"The old man's Wind Chime Sect has many disciples in his life, but there are only three real protégés, my senior brother Feng Yi has been seated a few days ago, before the sitting, senior brother asked me to come to you, although you are a first-order mortal, I don't know if you can really solve the problem of my Wind Chime Sect, but I am willing to teach you to cultivate. Of course you're not

The old man's disciple, but in the Wind Chime Sect on an equal footing with me, I am a substitute teacher, the old man does not expect too much from you, but I believe in Senior Brother Fengyi, I hope he will not be mistaken!"

Door Wubolt shook his head, and said as he walked, Li Jian's ears echoed with some monastic thoughts about Door Wubolt, but obviously Door Wubolt didn't want to instill too many of his own things in him, for fear of leading Li Jian astray, and he couldn't ring the wind chime, so I hope that Li Jian can grow up as soon as possible, I can only hand over some of the most basic things to him, and then let him comprehend it on his own.

"When the old man was just a mortal like you, he had his own thoughts, often sighed, looked at the sky with a smile, and his mind had his own thoughts, what he was looking for was not the Tao, but the thoughts of heaven and earth, I knew that I understood the truth of this heaven and earth, although it was only a fragile body, but my thoughts could be immortal, and I could break through the cage of heaven and earth, even if it was those immortals who cultivated the soul path, even if they could destroy mortals such as me with one finger, but they also had to bow their noble heads in front of me!

Heaven and earth have spirits, and in my eyes, those soul cultivators, like us, are mortals! They are mortals, and we are mortals, the difference is that they have the power of landslides and earth cracks, but we have the mind to understand heaven and earth, and all these things will eventually intersect. ”

At this moment, the door was unbolted, and under the moonlight, on his body, Li Jian clearly felt an indescribable mighty aura.

This breath is a pride in the world, and after realizing the truth, there is a thought of one's own, and it is precisely because of the existence of this thought that the door is unbolted and stepped on the peak.

The thought was like a flame burning in the body of the door, enough to shake the earth.

Li Jian was silent, and after a long time, he bowed to the door without a bolt.

With a long smile, he took Li Jian's hand and helped him up, and in that pavilion, his words echoed in all directions.

"The old man entered the office as a young man, resigned in middle age and returned to his hometown, traveled all over the territory of Zhao State, and went to many countries on this continent, looking at the mountains and rivers, looking at the various states of life, until the age of fifty when his wife died, in front of his grave the old husband grief to understand the world and the world, sigh about life, and always remember the scenes of her early acquaintance.

Since then, the old man's thoughts are the foundation of my cultivation, and after meeting my senior brother, I stepped into the path of cultivation, and the senior brother is also teaching on behalf of the master in the sect, unlike those cultivators and disciples outside, I have seen some things from you that they do not have, your life experience looks like a model and bearing of a contemporary great master, as if you have experienced a lot, I hope you will walk out of a different path of cultivation. ”

One night passed, Li Jian's life has changed in this night, in addition to cultivating some basic exercises of the Wind Chime Sect, integrating the foundation and principle of wind into the cultivation process, the howling of the wind is the howling of the sky, it is the sound of the sky, Li Jian's cultivation of these is very feeling, in the perception of heaven and earth, there is a magic trick about the howling of the sky born from the sea of souls.

With the cultivation of the wind howl, and with the improvement of Li Jian's soul power, he could actually use the wind to blow bursts of heavenly sounds outside, but he could never shake the huge wind chimes in the attic of the Wind Chimes Sect, even if the wind chimes echoed, there was no sound of the wind chimes, as if the wind chimes were dead.

With the passage of time, with the passage of years, although not yet knocked

Ring the wind chimes, but Li Jian's reputation was also set off in the Wind Chimes Sect, and it overwhelmed many cultivators of the Wind Chimes Sect, these cultivators who started earlier than him, seeing that Li Jian could actually make the wind chimes reverberate, it even reached a certain height in the use of the wind.

This has never been done before, even the door that is also the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is unbolted, and it can't be like Li Jian, many disciples of the Wind Chime Sect know what it means to ring the wind chimes in the Wind Chime Sect.

Although Li Jian never left the Wind Chime Sect again, there were many cultivators who were very surprised that he could make the wind chimes have a response, and they were amazed by his comprehension of the wind, which often attracted many people to come to him to discuss the Tao, even if they were not from the Wind Chime Sect, they also came to admire.

Whether it is a mortal student, a wealthy royal family, even if it is a monk, in the past few years, Li Jian has seen a lot, he has become more and more calm, more and more free, for those who come to discuss the Tao with him, Li Jian is all received, and from other people's remarks, there are some new understandings, integrate them into cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, countless springs and autumns came, and in this year, the catkins flew all over the city, Li Jian had joined the Wind Chimes Sect for hundreds of years, and he stood in the courtyard where he had come to the Wind Chimes Sect and the door was unbolted when he preached to himself, and let the catkins fall and be covered with bluestones.

The body without a bolt on the door, getting older and older, the years have taken away a lot on him, and left a lot, at this moment, he can no longer drink and talk all night like hundreds of years ago, but sit on a wooden chair, pushed by two servants, in this catkins flying, and look at it with Li Jian.

Li Jian's expression was calm, and after dismissing the two servants, he leaned on the seat without a bolt on the door, although the door without a bolt was a profound cultivator, but over the years, Li Jian obviously felt that the other party seemed to have run out of life, and no matter how deep his cultivation was, he would not be able to resist the power of time, and in the end, he would return to dust.

"Li Jian, look at this catkins, year after year, even if they are gone for their brother, they will appear as if they have an eternal agreement with heaven and earth, every season. The door was hoarse, but the spirit was still very good, and when his right hand was raised, a ball of catkins fell on his hand and did not move.

"A person's life may be like this catkins, it floats in front of you, but you raise your hand to grab it, but in the end you can't catch it, unless it is tired of itself, it will fall into your hand. Li Jian looked at the catkins in the palm of his hand and said slowly.

As he spoke, a soft breath emanated, causing the catkins in the palm of his hand to fly up again, drifting farther and farther.

"Li Jian, if you can one day, in this willow catkins that fill the world and find your own piece, then you will be enlightened, maybe that is the time to ring the wind chimes, you have already chosen the right direction on this road, but it is not enough. The door was bolted and he smiled.

"When I saw you that year, I was standing in the sky, watching my senior brother take you into the Wind Chime Sect, and I was thinking that you Li Jian was just a mass of rootless catkins, very helpless, very confused, as if there was something wrong in your mind, so that you couldn't figure it out, at that time, I was thinking, Senior Brother brought you and pinned the hope of the Wind Chime Sect on you as a mortal, it was really ridiculous, my senior brother and I are both monks who have cultivated for countless thousands of years, and we can't solve the problems we encountered, how can you solve them?"