The freshness of the good city came to his face, an old man and a young man, but he had the same experience, about the grass and trees here, a person and an inch of soil, all made the old man feel fresh and curious, this used to be his city, and now he is back.

"Let's go! We're back here, where we were born and raised, but when we come back, we can't find a place to belong. The old man said with emotion, Wei Qiang looked at him with some expression, but he was lonely.

Seeing that the sunset was about to sink, the vicissitudes of the old man were slowly climbing up, looking so desolate and poignant.

There is nowhere to go, the old and the young can only walk step by step in the cold and cool city without a purpose, except for the divination of the old man, and the unique soul sense of the two people, which is not much different from a mortal, naturally they met that group of gangsters, but for such a person who is poorer than the gangsters, there is no way to grab silver.

On that day, before it was completely dark, the two went to the back of a room, and the angler used a trick to hide his eyes, even if he fell asleep under the eaves of others, no one else could find him.

Hungry and growling, Wei Qiang also thought about using stealth to steal and deceive other people's things to eat, especially after the fragrant dog meat shop, but the old man did not show his stealth technique, the old man told him that this is also a kind of divination, but do good deeds, don't be a bad person, if you want to eat food, you have to rely on your own hands to work hard, so he took Wei Qiang's hand and sat under the eaves behind the house for a long time, and heard the sound of someone crying and crying in the house.

But the old angler told Wei Qiang not to pay attention, he must not cause trouble, in order not to let others find out, his stealth technique hid all the people in the house, and only when the time came, he could not appear by himself, others could not see them, but they could see others.

On this night, the two had a conversation about the cultivator until dawn.

"I just like your young and promising appearance, there are not many talented cultivators, and there are very few people who embark on the path of cultivation at a young age, of course, for cultivation, only those who become the guardians of the common people can be worthy of great benevolence. ”

Wei Qiang clinged to the angler's arms and asked, "What is the protection of the common people?"

The old angler stroked his hair and said: "The way of cultivation is to become a more powerful person, so strong that those evil forces cannot defeat themselves, only at that time, you can become a person who protects the common people, this is the continuous reincarnation in the lonely annual ring, and there must be a heart of amnesty for the world and a broad heart." ”

Wei Qiang narrowed his eyes and suddenly opened, straightened up from the old man's arms, and looked at the old man's face through the faint light leaking from the next door, "This is the strongest, above the cultivators, there are also heavenly gods, beyond the heavenly gods, and beyond the nine heavens, there is also the Nuwa True God." ”

The old man took Wei Qiang's hand and pulled him back into his arms, and said: "The things in this heaven and earth are all relative, where is there any strongest, the weakest, but they are all artificially discharged, the real strong will only belong to the people with boundless love, we have a special soul consciousness, this is our destiny, Nuwa True God gave us the mission, we want to live forever and live forever in accordance with the sky." ”

Wei Qiang didn't object, but he didn't agree, he didn't seem to understand the words of the old man for a while.

"Then what is the mission of a cultivator?

The old man said: "The mission of a cultivator is to conform to the mandate of heaven, exert his soul consciousness to the limit, use his own ability to protect the mortal realm, and protect the safety of the cultivation world.

Wei Qiang straightened up again, "Can't a cultivator step into the Heavenly Realm and become the existence of the strongest?"

For such a question, the old angler was a little surprised, this child is not very tall, his brain is clever, and his ambition is not small.

For such a question, the old man did not give a big answer, "Of course!"

Wei Qiang's eyebrows fluttered, Ying Yingjian smiled very satisfied, and said: "You know a lot, grandpa told me about the rules of cultivation, and what shortcuts are there to quickly become strong." ”

The old angler suddenly felt that the snow had fallen on him this winter, which was very similar to the bloody killing that happened to him before, he looked at the endless snowy night, and thought to himself, this is probably fate!

"Grandpa, just tell me about it!"

The old angler exhaled a long breath, patted Wei Qiang, who was like a docile little sheep in his arms, and said, "Okay, good! I'll tell you! Tell you!"

Wei Qiang looked like he was enjoying it, and listened to the old man's words peacefully.

"In the past, people with soul consciousness separated from the mortal world and became the weakest cultivators, entering the Jingtian Spirit Mountain to cultivate, and the Jingtian Spirit Mountain grew stronger day by day, and the only bridge of communication between the heavenly realm and the cultivation world was the Emperor Yuan Pavilion.

At the beginning of Nuwa's creation, she got a spirit girl, full of joy, and then gave birth to aspirations, refining the natural breath of heaven and earth, melting the essence of all things, and then giving birth to the four great walkers, and one night Nuwa's white hair was 3,000 zhang, and her face was old, so she drank hatred outside the nine heavens all day long, and vowed never to enter the living world;

This is the origin of the walkers, the last four walkers divide the world, and the sphere of influence divided by the four walkers exists between the ethereal miracles, which is an unknowable and invisible place.

Mortal Human Realm: A mortal with cultivation potential, cultivating the most basic soul path.

Immortal God Heavenly Realm: A cultivator who has been promoted to the powerhouse, aiming to protect the common people and maintain the order of the Three Realms.

Demon Evil Realm: Destroy the cultivator's soul, suck the soul, and refine the soul devouring evil soldier.

Hell Ghost Realm: Suck the lonely souls of the mortal world, stop the reincarnation of the world, and aim to continuously increase the power of the underworld.

Feel the breath of heaven and earth, incorporate the natural breath of heaven and earth into the body, reach the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and step into the door of cultivating the soul path, and become a strong person who coexists with heaven and earth.

In the end, because there was a human catastrophe in the mortal world, and the lives were devastated, in order to expand their sphere of influence, the four great walkers were killing endlessly, and the true god Nuwa risked his gray hair from nine heavens away, and ruthlessly sealed the four great walkers in the illusion.

Later, through the continuous efforts of the mortal world, the world was calmed down, and only then did we know the true meaning of "harmony is precious".

Hearing this, Wei Qiang was already so hungry that he was about to fall asleep, "But how are you really a snowman fishing in the Cold River?

The angler remembered the past when you planted your own gourd, and only planted three gourds in your life, until you died, you didn't know that the gourd vine had a female doll gourd in the ground, and this gourd was later flooded and turned into a fish, because the old man's tears had dried up in the world, and he couldn't shed a single tear anymore, so he had to take the pass free card and cross the Nai He Bridge, and the old man got the mercy of the king of Hades, so that he could live again with his memory, and learned that this was a person with soul consciousness, but his soul consciousness was very strange。

Later, in order to get his female doll back, in Liangcheng, you can see a person who fishes with a straight hook, since he was a down-and-out scholar, he squatted in the Yihe River in Liangcheng every day regardless of the wind and rain, until the white hair climbed up, and finally the gray hair was pale, and finally he survived his life to follow his own partner.

As for embarking on the path of cultivation, it is just a change of place to fish, because of his attitude of not fighting with others, with the last cultivator was banished to the Demon Saint Fantasy Realm, this fishing is an endless number of years, if that time has an end, it is the arrival of Liang Yunsheng, who fished out the soul of Liangzhuang, and waited for this reunion that did not give up, but at that moment, the separation began again.

The old man touched Wei Qiang's hair, and sighed again, "Child!" When he looked down, Wei Qiang had fallen asleep, and a warm breath came out of Wei Qiang's nostrils, and the old man looked at the boundless night again, and suddenly remembered the young man.

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