Lin Ling and Daosheng often meet, sometimes laughing and laughing, most of the time they are silent, like an old husband and wife, passing by mistake, each busy, tired and sleeping. For so ten years, there is no passion torment, no strangeness that has been together for too long, and they are familiar with each other's hair and body odor, which is very natural and calm. Late one night, Lin Ling suddenly got up, Dao Sheng opened his sleepy eyes, and asked with concern, "Can't you stop it?" Lin Ling nodded. "Then don't stop it. Dao Sheng hugged Lin Ling's soft waist and flashed towards the mortal tomb in the back mountain, Lin Ling enjoyed the feeling of wrapping around Dao Sheng's neck and entering Dao Sheng's arms. Dao Sheng picked up the hair that covered Lin Ling's forehead, gently put down Lin Ling, and took out the flute, which sounded, like a dream, like a colorful rainbow across the sky, like the sound of the sky, there are sorrows and joys, joys and sorrows, lightning and thunder, and the alternation of the four seasons...... Lin Ling sat cross-legged and fell into the ethereal. Lin Ling could have stepped into the door of the Xuan Sage very early, and she never pushed open the door, just to grind the Dao to be round and transparent, flawless and unblemished, and then it would come to fruition. Tonight, the door opened without wind, and Lin Ling became a Xuan Sheng. Very strong, very strong kind of Xuan Sheng. However, she accompanied Uncle Yu and Aunt Yu not for enlightenment, but for sincere companionship.

Dao Sheng has been easily confused lately, he always feels that there is a familiar voice calling in the low, like a call of duty, like fate like cause and effect, and he can't tell the truth. Dao Sheng sat next to Lin Ling, accompanied her to enlightenment, watched her hair begin to be black and crystalline, watched her skin slowly ruddy, tender, and pink, watched her hands full of calluses slowly change, jade hands were slender and smooth again, Dao Sheng looked at Lin Ling's chest brightly, then looked at his hands, and then looked at his face, where is it better to look? Dao Sheng's perception is very strong. Lin Ling woke up, but he only crossed a small realm, and the key was that he was already ripe. "Is it good-looking?" "Good-looking. "Where is it better?" Dao Sheng stroked his chin and said seriously, "I found that they are all good-looking." Dao Sheng walked over, stroked Lin Ling's long hair naturally, stared at the places just now, and said intently: "Lin Ling looks good everywhere. Then he led Lin Ling to the tomb of mortals, and Dao Sheng knelt down and bowed. Then they went to Tan Fat's grandson Bixian's house to thank them for saving their lives, and Lin Ling gave them two pills because they were old. Dao Sheng found that he should have something, and it was not good to always let Lin Ling pay for it. Then Di Fan and Lin Ling left and left Bailipo. Several rooms and warehouses where mortals once lived in Bailipo were piled up with grain and animal skins.

I don't know what's going on, Dao Sheng is very sad, he knows very well in his heart that the reason for the death of his father and mother does not account for much of the sorrow, why is he sad, why is he bitter, he really doesn't know, but he has that feeling inexplicably.

There are still ten years left before the Desolation Sect recruits disciples. Where are we going now? How to get there? Two people and one beast have no clear goal. Dao Sheng looked up, there was no way between heaven and earth, but the road was everywhere. There is no road in the world, and when there are many people who walk, it becomes a road, but is that really a road? Who was the first to walk out? Why did it go? Where does it lead?...... The wilderness is very big, very big, and there are many people walking along the road at this time, and it has become the road of the road, and the road comes and goes, looming, extending to an abyss, the road is extinct, and there is no road everywhere. Perhaps the only way is in the depths of the abyss. Daosheng and his entourage entered the abyss, where there may be a road, maybe there is no road, they step by step down, step into the void, the void has no road, but the monk has a road, down to the bottom of the abyss, there is a road, all the way winding forward, there is a big hole in front of the eyes, there is a big snake with a horn, it turns out that they are walking the road of the snake, the snake is not open, can call the rain and the wind, swallow the snake letter of Zhangyu, make an attack posture, but Dao Sheng felt that it was afraid, he asked the sable and Lin Ling not to hurt the snake, the footsteps did not stop, and walked towards the snake. In the eyes of the monk, the big snake in front of him is full of treasures, full of interests, the big snake saw that Daosheng actually stepped into his territory, the huge tail smashed towards Dao Sheng like light, Dao Sheng was like the air was smashed whirring, the snake tail retracted, Dao Sheng still moved forward, the big snake opened its big mouth to bite, Dao Sheng was still like air, continued to move forward, sweeping and biting and smashing useless, the big snake was frightened and wanted to escape, Dao Sheng came to the front of the big snake, reached out and stroked the horns of the big snake's head, he poked out his sense, regarded himself as a big snake, Dao Sheng was gone, including the body, he did not use his consciousness to control the big snake, he was the big snake, he felt fear, fear of the sable, Lin Ling became a good meal, barely able to eat, Dao Sheng is really a big snake, and everything about the snake is slowly reflected in Dao Sheng's divine consciousness, including the perception of the snake. The big snake wanted to follow Dao Sheng, but Dao Sheng didn't agree, and integrated his perception of heaven and earth when he was a snake into the big snake's divine sense, and then the two of them and one beast continued to move along the other end of the abyss, and the big snake sizzled and swallowed the snake letter in the direction of Dao Sheng and they left.

"You want to eat me?" Lin Ling asked playfully.

"Yes, I'm a snake. Dao Sheng was a little confused.

"What now?" As soon as the words came out, Lin Ling suddenly realized something, and his face turned red, like a ripe peach.

"I want to eat it even more now. "Daosheng is not an old pedant, not a Confucian who is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and is full of men and prostitutes.

They continued to walk, without delving into the question of how to eat and when.

There is still no road, there is a road everywhere. Lin Ling saw that Dao Sheng was not tired of this, and he was moved by curiosity, and learned to communicate and blend with various animals, but Lin Ling could only penetrate into his divine sense, and he could not dissolve into the animal's body after turning into a cloud of smoke, and he could not empty his divine consciousness to the extent that he completely became the other party.

In a dense jungle, a fierce battle is breaking out, limbs flying, clumps, clusters, rolling up and down, forelimbs and hind limbs and heads are constantly falling, and before they have time to taste the excitement of being alive, the enemy rushes up, and everything disappears. In one of the most fierce battlefields, dust and smoke were splattered, tearing, biting, entanglement, stabbing, kicking, kicking, and ...... Fast as lightning and thunder, the two sides from fast to faster, peak to exhaustion, from morning to dusk, from the beginning of the month to the end of the month, until both sides have no new force to join, a few zhang radius densely covered with blood, corpses all over the field, this life-and-death war finally stopped, no victory and no defeat, the most fierce battlefield, two ants bite each other's heads, forelimbs and hind limbs clamp each other. The smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield gradually dissipated, the two strongest ants exhausted their strength, let go of each other, two faint shadows gradually solidified from nothingness, Dao Sheng and Lin Ling manifested, their faces and hands were covered with blood, their hair was scattered, their clothes were ragged, and they barely covered their bodies, Dao Sheng quickly recovered, Lin Ling was still immersed in the battle of ants, and after an hour, Lin Ling slowly sobered up, glanced at Dao Sheng, and quickly changed his clothes. Dao Sheng is used to it, including Fairy Lin's gaze, this is not the first time they have fought, they have fought like this all the way. It's not that Dao Sheng fights with Lin Ling, it's the primitive instinct of the two animals fighting. The two ants on the ground had long since disappeared, and after Dao Sheng and Lin Ling had fought, the animals possessed were all safe and sound. The Taoist who walked on the ground and crawled and ran had all experienced it, and Lin Ling was different, such as caterpillars, gopher feces, shells, etc., and Lin Ling was unwilling to be killed, even if it was for cultivation.

It was too late to swim in the water flying in the sky, because eight years had passed, and they had to rush to the sect. Dao Sheng's way was not found, he had to become Di Fan, and Di Fan's road was that there were more people walking, and it became the way of the road. That road is not necessarily easy to walk, but Difan is easy to walk.

Lin Ling held the sable, and there was a dashing and elegant Di Fan holding the flute beside him, shuttling and teleporting along other people's roads, and returned to the Desolate Sect two months before the sect's election.

The Canghuang Sect had prepared food and lodging for the disciples to participate in the selection two years in advance. Because genius mortal disciples are short of resources after all, the sect will send disciples to teach them some primary exercises in advance, and even these primary exercises may be the existence that many casual cultivators dream of. Accommodation is divided into male and female sections, and meals are in one place at your own expense. There are no restaurants in Longmen City, as long as you have money. Tens of millions of geniuses or self-proclaimed geniuses gathered in this way. Daosheng is one of them. Lin Ling helped Di Fan book the best place in Longmen through the special contact information in the sect two years ago: Jiuzhang Hongchen. Lin Ling went back to her cave mansion, she had a lot of things to do, and she had her own way to go. Di Fan also has his own path, he first has to become a disciple of the wilderness, and then become a core disciple, and then enter the extreme realm to remove the layer of skin similar to fetal light that wraps the divine consciousness and soul. He has traveled all the way to become a variety of animals, including caterpillar poop shells, and he knows that animal feces are delicious and have been devoured by birds. Now that he has possession syndrome, he wants to experience it when he sees and walks, he knows that he must control himself, animals are different from people, people are different from monks, how vast the memory of a monk is, Di Fan decided that he had the right opportunity to understand it.

Daosheng was semi-conscious all these years, and he was able to perceive many spirits, and he felt that he could capture those spirits, but he was never able to get in touch with them.

There are not only monks in Longmen, but also many extraordinary mortals, and there are many more ordinary monks and mortals who escort them. They will live here for at least two years.

Di Fan stood on the big terrace outside the room with the flute in his hand, looking at the crowd on the street below that was denser than ants, the chaotic feet raised and there was no way, there was a way to step on the ground, there was a way to let others go to another way, there were people who were red in the face because of the obstruction of the road ahead, and even fought hard, they were all looking for the way and fighting for the road, they should all have a way__ cultivation road, that road is in the hearts of all of them. As for whether there are white bones, blood mist in the sky, and the cry of a mad soul on the cultivation road...... Maybe they know, maybe they don't, maybe they know and pretend they don't know. Di Fan decided not to be a spectator, he wanted to merge into the ant-like crowd and become an ant in the sea of people.