"Lan Sheng." Grandma Dawu probably thought she was in a trance, so she stopped not far away and called her.

Lan Sheng doesn't like to talk much, especially knowing that this is a dream, and he is lazy to speak, but the dream is a bit strange, so when his grandmother calls her name, he will obediently follow.

Looking back at the lake, the sea of flowers was on the other side of the lake, there were no boats and no bridges, and she didn't know why she could walk a few steps to come over. Moreover, with such an open natural courtyard, before she could see a few rooms, she had already reached the front of the mountain road, that is, the deepest part of the entire courtyard. The mountain road is composed of wide white stone steps, and the mountain is not steep at least halfway up the mountain, although the stone steps go straight up, because they are wide and neat, it seems that you can step on it very smoothly.

If someone else is willing to say something, maybe there will be a story to tell.

Lan Sheng didn't speak, just thought about it for a moment. But when she raised her head, she found that the Great Witch of the East China Sea, who had stepped on the stone steps, was gone, and only the wooden scroll book remained.

She was a little ridiculous, and secretly said that her ability to be good and evil would not be useful to her grandmother, right?

Picking up the scroll, and was hesitating whether to continue walking up to it, or to look at the tallest and largest room again, she heard a man's voice.

"Not up yet? Do you think it's for you to come and see these houses? ”

Not far from her, barefoot, wearing a black robe of different lengths, with a wisp of hem and sleeves, and a shawl of black hair, and a small bundle of green jade rings, and a purple gem embedded in the green jade, the size of a quail egg. The facial features are excellent, but they cannot be described as handsome, carved from knives and stones. A man with a strong soul.

It's that familiarity again!

However, Lan Sheng didn't know where he had seen him, but said, "Wind King." ”

The man didn't deny it, turned around and walked up, "What story do you want to hear?" ”

"Huh?" Lan Sheng immediately reacted, and thought that it would come true, but after thinking for a while, he said, "Forget it, you can't change the past even if you know it." ”

The Wind King stopped. actually waited for Lan Sheng to go up to the same level. "It's true, the past cannot be changed, only experience and lessons are valuable, and I think you already know it."

"Little lessons like don't trust others. There's not much to say. The big lesson is that the Noh don't belong here. It's better for everyone to go. "The sensitivity to architecture is the accumulation and love of hard work. The sensitivity to heavenly energy is genetic memory, and to this day, Lan Sheng will not evade this mission.

People always have to be a little burdened. in order to have a sense of responsibility. Even if we pursue physical and mental freedom, without these burdens, society will be chaotic. Burden, to put it simply, is conscience. A natural conscience, an acquired conscience, a conscious conscience, a passive conscience.

"You know better than I think." The Wind King sighed slightly.

"It's not something I want to understand, it's a lesson that has been passed down over the years." She was classified as incompetent at first, but then she was capable, and she didn't think much about it, "Moreover, it was also a personal decision for you to stay, and it has nothing to do with the fate of the Neng clan later." As the mother clan, the wind tribe spreads its branches and leaves, and when there are many capable people, they spontaneously form small groups. Time has passed, and the small group has also become a powerful clan, for the sake of limited resources, naturally quarrel with each other, and finally let people sow discord, not hesitating to face the biggest threat, the Wind Clan, drawing their swords against each other. After all, a hundred years later, the blood relationship is also sparse, and what about the mother family, if you talk about the origin of human beings, the world is all from a family. "It's simply the inevitable process of history.

The Wind King sighed, and a smile appeared on his cold face, "How do you know that it is my personal decision?" ”

"The buildings of the Wind Clan have been built in different years, and the oldest is only three or four wooden houses, which should be the population of a small family." Lan Sheng suddenly felt strange in his heart, his subconscious seemed to be uncontrollable, and he took this dream very seriously, "You are the first Wind King?" ”

"There is only one term for the Wind King."

Lan Sheng was amazed. The legend of the Wind Clan is much farther away than that of the Great Rong Dynasty, but this man only looks like twenty-eight or nine.

A flash of inspiration flashed through her mind, and she cried out, "Aren't you old?" ”

"It's not that you don't get old, but you age slower than ordinary people." The Wind King looked at Lan Sheng and added, "Pure-bloods are like that." ”

But Lan Sheng didn't pay attention, and asked her what she had been puzzled about, "If it's so powerful, why would it be killed by someone, or even the entire clan?" ”

"As you just said, there was only one family left at first, and the others were ordinary to us except for me." The Wind King paused slightly, his tone was smooth, and he hid some seductive thoughts, "Do you want me to describe it to you?" ”

"No need." Lan Sheng was very firm, "Then how did you die?" I heard that it was poisoning, but is it your only weakness? Which poison? ”

She is not afraid of mental tricks, and it has been proven many times that the drug has little effect on her, but that kind of poison has killed the Wind King and the Great Witch successively, and it is estimated that it is also her nemesis, so ask clearly, and if you encounter it in the future, take a detour.

"Who said I was dead?" The Wind King showed a cold and arrogant expression again, "If I die, where did you come from?" ”

The corners of Lan Sheng's eyes twitched, "Naturally, my mother gave birth to me." ”

The Wind King's expression was not white-eyed, better than white-eyed, "What a confused girl, I'm afraid I can't understand it when I tell you, but I still have to say it." That poison is indeed our weakness, and it can be weakened or disappeared after taking it, and those who have the heart to take their lives are like lambs to the slaughter. I was also badly wounded, but fortunately I had more strength than my people, and when I died, my body fell off the cliff. ”

"Fake death." Is it still a dream?

"It's not that I'm dying, but I've been in a coma for a long time, and I can't remember anything when I wake up, except that I haven't grown old, and I don't have any strength. In this way, he wandered around in a daze for a few years, during which he also repaid the favor and became a family, but he never found himself, and then lived in seclusion in the mountains and never came out again. "The Wind King and him are like two different people, and decades have passed since he heard the Wind One reappear.

Lan Sheng was a little confused and understood, "The Great Witch of the East China Sea can't be your - uh - daughter, right?" Such news showed the irresponsibility of the legend, and she felt that it was too exciting.

The Wind King's silence was an acknowledgement, and he smiled bitterly, "I can't have a pure-blood child with my only beloved wife, but the combination of yin and yang has the inheritance of the wind." The woman who saved my life gave birth to a son and a daughter, but I didn't fulfill my father's responsibilities, so I left them behind......" probably felt that it was too far away, paused for a while, and said, "The daughter of the East China Sea is kind-hearted, and she is as gullible as I am, and in the end she will not escape her fate." She has no strong person to teach, she is self-taught, and she inherits pure blood, but the wind energy cannot exert her full strength, and she cannot save her life. ”

"And the last words in the wooden scroll?" Lan Sheng remembered.

She had no intention of discussing the father's suitability.

People's hearts are very complicated, and they are responsible for their own decisions, and no one else can determine whether they are good or bad.

In the case of Naber Lake Boat, who had children and family, he decided to give them up. And she has natural strength, this is the guest country, and the capable are relatives, but she has no intention of following.

Who is it? Who not?

"The daughter of the East China Sea is concerned about the fate of the Neng clan, and has always been worried about the affairs of the Feng clan, both from what she found out herself, and with the intention of encouraging future generations to help the capable. I was so fashionable and didn't know who I was, let alone her. I don't even remember my father's appearance. The Wind King looked at Lan Sheng and bowed his head silently, "What other doubts do you have?" ”

"It's just that I'm getting more and more confused." Where is the answer, which makes her feel that there are more question marks in front of her, "You have appeared now and told me so much, because you remember all the things before?" ”

Dreaming?

"It's not me who thinks of it, but the people there remind me of it, so Tianxuandao has been closed intermittently since a few years ago, and I want to find ......"

"Are you the head of the Heavenly Xuan Dao?" Lan Sheng was startled by his reasoning, only to see that the Wind King acquiesced again.

"Mom." She accidentally came up with an anachronistic mantra.

The Wind King did not mean to discipline the juniors, "Although I think of the past, I can't restore the heavenly energy of the past. I have lost the qualification to guard the Heavenly Ladder, and I have rebuilt my heart for hundreds of years, and I only found Tianxuan Mountain. The door, which appeared with the appearance of the True Wind One, is not my credit. To open the door, you need to put up the ladder and the key to the door lock, and it is also something that the wind owner must pass the guò pass test to do. ”

The real winder is Lan Sheng. Strong mind. It is better not to be merciful, but never arrogant to be merciful; Not afraid to be different, and never showing off to be different. In this land, she can be superior to others, but she is even more diligent and hardworking than ordinary people, and no one who can do it, including himself, can do it.

Whether it's the Wind Clan or the Able Clan, anyone who has a trait will exchange this trait for special treatment.

The exception is Wilan Son.

He has understood, but there is nothing he can do, he can't help himself, and he can't help others. Now, a qiē in the hands of this child.

"Pass the guò pass test?" Lan Sheng frowned, it seemed that he was going to have a long dream today.

"No, there's only one final hurdle left." He came and asked her to accompany him on the last journey, if it was smooth.

With that, the Wind King stopped and stretched out his hand.

Lan Sheng looked out and found that the clouds and mist around him were soaring, and he had actually entered the mountainside. In the sea of clouds, there is a pavilion, and there are two people in the pavilion, and they can't see their faces clearly.

She still didn't understand, but she lost her curiosity.

I remember that Haruka said that the gate of heaven was open on the last day of the first month, and she needed to find the ladder before that day. However, this dream was so real that it felt like it was here and now.

Lan Sheng took two steps towards the pavilion, but when he saw that the Wind King did not move, he thought in his heart, "You can only send me here." ”

In addition to telling stories, the Wind King didn't say much, but with a smile in his eyes,

She smiled back, looked calm, and continued to walk, until she entered the pavilion, and found that it was the pavilion where she invited wine in the distance.

"We've been waiting for you for a long time." A female voice, clear and crisp, seems to be good-tempered.

"Sit." A male voice, cold, ruthless, similar to the sense of isolation at the first sight of the Wind King. (To be continued......)