Outside the pavilion, the sky is full of fluttering, the snow falls and the flowers are sinking, the cold plum in the pavilion is accompanied by wine, and the green furnace is in full bloom.

"Reiki?"

Jiang Xiaobai's face was shocked!

From Lao Dao, one shocking news after another made him a little out of shape.

"I have been cultivating for a hundred years, and I have achieved great energy fifty years ago, but I have never been able to enter the innate law, the three flowers cannot be gathered without gods, and the five qi dynasties cannot end. In the next 50 years, he traveled all over the world, read 3,000 collections, and searched for the method of immortality, but he could not get it. In the end, the old man realized that the aura of heaven and earth disappeared, and he could not communicate with the bridge of heaven and earth, and the road of immortality for hundreds of years was broken, and no matter how much he struggled, it was in vain, but let the obsession mess with his heart. ”

After the old Tao finished speaking, he lowered his head and touched the guqin in front of him, revealing a sense of remembrance: "Your grandfather Jiang Huaizi traveled the world with me before his death, looking for the innate method, although he finally understood, but there was always a breath of resentment in his heart, knowing that the road had been broken, sighing that he had no success in cultivating all his life, and the picture of "Taoism" could not draw the last cup of tea, and the Taoist heart was leaking, so I drove the crane to the west first, and the old Taoist no longer had a friend of the voice, and the piano was not touched for three years. ”

As he spoke, Lao Dao looked gloomy, and made a move towards the Qinglu wine altar, and the wine in the altar turned into a clear trickle, fell into the bowl in front of him, raised his hand to lift the bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and sighed:

"Maybe there are days in the dark, the old man begged for a hundred years to ask the heavens, and his heart had already let go of the rest of his life, but half a month ago, he felt something, and the three flowers gathered between the breaths, the five qi dynasties, the bridge of heaven and earth, once he heard the Tao into the innate realm, and entered an unprecedented magnificent world. ”

"After entering the innate realm, the bridge between heaven and earth is opened, and the eyes of the heart are born. In the eyes of the heart, the old man can see a few feet, can sense that everything has life, has a way to breathe, the air in the sky and earth is floating with colorful spiritual light particles, can be integrated into his body, into internal qi, according to my view, these are the legendary aura. ”

"The aura is extinguished, the road to immortality is broken, why did it suddenly appear, after the old man entered the innate realm, he tossed and turned to figure it out, so he left the 100,000 mountains and went outside to see what kind of changes had occurred. As a result, the spiritual energy has been developed in the famous mountains and rivers in various places, and the spiritual veins are gradually emerging, but there is no in the humane and prosperous cities, and I think that this long-dormant world is about to recover!"

Lao Dao rarely has so many words, and he felt something in his heart, and for a while, he told Jiang Xiaobai all the feelings and understandings he had entered the innate realm.

The huge amount of information broke into Jiang Xiaobai's mind, which made him a little trance for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

He was originally an orphan, but he was adopted by the Taoist hermit Jiang Huaizi twenty years ago, and he has been living with his grandfather and staying in this 100,000 mountains. Since I was a child, I have been with the old man, reading, reading, reading, reading, reading, pronunciation, and rhythm, chopping wood, cooking, and housework.

As for the old Taoist saying that he has been cultivating for a hundred years to seek immortality, he doesn't have much deep feeling, and he can't understand the mood of the old Taoist at this time, but he is amazed by the wonderful understanding and means of the old Taoist to enter the innate realm, and he can't help but yearn for it.

"According to the old man's meaning, after this aura appears, there will be great changes in this world?"

When Jiang Xiaobai said this, he couldn't help but think of the wonderful strange phenomena that he had produced from his practice for half a month, and he always felt that his body was restless, and he vaguely felt that he had a wonderful sense of the things around him, and it seemed that something had changed.

It's like the last time I practiced, I provoked all the hibernating beasts!

"The aura is now, everything will change subtly, just like you and me, people can cultivate, grass, trees, mountain monsters can enlighten their wisdom into essence, and in my opinion, these 100,000 mountains and thousands of miles of snow are the signs of the future of the world!"

Lao Dao stood up, looked at the snow flying outside the pavilion, and suddenly said arrogantly: "In ancient times, there were pre-Qin Fangshi, refining qi and immortality, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, and ascending immortals in the daytime; The world thinks it's fake now, but it's not fake, and maybe soon, maybe soon, the world will become very interesting!"

After speaking, Lao Dao turned his head to Jiang Xiaobai and laughed: "You kid has caught up with an eternal world, and he is at the age of fine skin and tender meat, except for being a little ugly, he still has the ability!"

Just now, the old Taoist was still profound, and in the blink of an eye, he silently scolded Jiang Xiaobai, and this sentence "except for being ugly" is really light.

Jiang Xiaobai was a little speechless at the sudden change in the old way, and rolled his eyes to show the character he should have at his age.

Since he was a child, he has followed the hermits of Daomen in the mountains and the breeze is light, and the twenty-one-year-old Jiang Xiaobai is young and old, and only after living for more than a hundred years, can the old Taoist "lower" him.

"Old man, aren't you lucky, maybe you can become an immortal in the future!" Jiang Xiaobai was happy for Lao Dao, smiled, and scooped out a bowl of wine from the wine jar.

However, Lao Dao shook his head when he heard this, and said with a dumb smile: "The old man's deadline is approaching, and the peach blossoms will bloom in March next year, and he will leave!"

Jiang Xiaobai was about to drink the wine, but when he heard this, he was suddenly stunned, and his face changed instantly.

"Old man, you..."

He hurriedly got up, a look of panic on his face.

"Life and death are reincarnation. Lao Dao has lived for such a long time, and he has already looked down on him, so don't be sad for me. What's more, I am luckier than your grandfather, I can see the avenue in my lifetime, and I am content to hear the life and death of the Tao. ”

Lao Dao waved his hand and smiled, but he was quite indifferent.

Jiang Xiaobai was silent, his expression gloomy.

"The old man is not dead yet, just cry and mourn, just drink with me!"

Lao Dao looked at Jiang Xiaobai's expression, smiled and scolded, his eyebrows and eyes were full of kindness.

With that, he sat back down and picked up his bowl and drank.

Outside the pavilion, flying snow and plums, dogs barking and cranes chirping in the forest, and the laughter of the little girl like silver bells.

.........................

In the evening, Jiang Xiaobai left Feilong Peak with the little girl, and her expression was not unusual.

Back in the yard on Wutong Mountain, he took a bamboo broom and swept the snow in the yard, but he swept it, and the snow that had just been swept to the side swept back again, and he couldn't sweep a way.

Cooking at night, Jiang Xiaobai either forgot to put salt in the green vegetables, or forgot to put green onions in the fried bacon, and the little girl who ate the deer frowned.

When dinner was finished, the little girl went to watch TV, and Jiang Xiaobai silently went to sit on the west cliff in front of the courtyard alone.

His eyes were a little gloomy and a little dazed.

The sad thing is that the old way of respecting the teacher is approaching, and there will be no one close to him in this world soon.

What is confusing is, what changes will happen in this great world as Lao Tao said, and what should he do?