Tianyu Sect.

Except for Liruoyu, Lin Mu did not alarm the others, and came quietly.

The mood is always difficult to let go, and his thinking can't get out of the haze, so he thought of Tianyu Sect, and thought of his mother's calligraphy and painting in the hands of Liruoyu.

Perhaps only through his mother's calligraphy and painting can he get some comfort and enlightenment.

And in his heart, there is also a trace of thinking, and he needs to find the answer.

"Your mother's handwritten poems, only the last one "Will Enter the Wine, You Don't See", but although the other poems are not handwritten, I also remember most of them, many of them have been recorded, you can take a look."

Li Ruoyu took out a few calligraphy and paintings from the bookcase.

Lin Mu looked at them one by one and had to admire them, these poems were the first of them.

For example, there are "Tianjing Sand, Autumn Thoughts", "Silent Night Thoughts" and "Short Song Xing", etc., he does not know much about poetry, but when he cultivates to this realm, he still has a deep feeling for the artistic conception inside.

Suddenly, the next few poems attracted Lin Mu's attention.

The first song "Peach Blossom Temple" -

Peach blossom nunnery in Taohuawu, peach blossom fairy under peach blossom nunnery;

The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms to sell wine for money......

Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it;

I don't see the tomb of Wuling Haojie, and there are no flowers and no wine hoes to make fields.

How merry!

What a pleasure!

Immortal!

At the same time, this poem made Lin Mu pay attention to one word: "Immortal." contentad2(); ”

This is an unprecedented word, I don't know how other worlds are, but in the Lingwu Continent, there has never been any record of immortals.

There are only gods, demons, demons, humans, giants, and spirit animals, etc., that is, there is no immortal theory.

The second poem has no poem title, only some prose sentences: "White Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor." The immortals caressed my top, and the hair was ...... immortal"

"The immortals touch my top, and I will receive immortality in my hair."

It's a fairy again.

What is Immortal?

Lin Mu hadn't heard of it, and he knew what it was, so he immediately looked at Liruoyu.

Li Ruoyu shook his head, his eyes revealing reminiscence: "I have also never heard of the immortal saying, and many times, I suspect that your mother is from another world. Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor, is there really such a world in this world, there is a so-called immortal existence in that world, and your mother is actually from that world? ”

Hearing this, a flash of inspiration flashed in Lin Mu's mind.

Although Wu Qingyun's remaining memories have no content about that galactic world, only the knowledge of pills.

But in this elixir information, he also paid attention to one word: "elixir." ”

In the Lingwu Continent, only the "Spirit Pill", "Saint Pill" and "Divine Pill" only say that there is no "Immortal Pill".

Could it be that his mother and teacher Wu Qingyun are actually from the same world?

Mother, she's not from the Lingwu Continent, but from the Galactic World?

Seeing that Lin Mu was thinking deeply, Liruoyu didn't bother him, and quietly retreated, leaving Lin Mu to think alone. contentad3();

"It's not a Buddha or a demon, it's like a Buddha and a demon."

In Lin Mu's body, there have always been two forces, and these two opposing forces, under his cultivation, gradually merge to form a kind of Tai Chi power that is both opposing and mutually transforming.

This kind of force is obviously a new force.

In the past, he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to practice like this, but now, he has come to his senses.

"Cultivation is your own business, so why do you have to follow the path of your predecessors, you can also create it yourself."

Lin Mu realized in his heart, "This power in my body is completely spontaneous, when I am calm, I am a Buddha, when I am angry, I am a demon, this kind of artistic conception is in line with the immortal mentioned in my mother's poems." ”

Happy and free, unrestrained, everything is from the heart, this is the immortal.

"There are no immortals in the Lingwu Continent, then I will be the first immortal in the Lingwu Continent, and this nameless power in my body is called immortal power."

Buddha and Demon, after fusion, are immortals!

For a while, Lin Mu's state of mind also seemed to have reached a higher realm, vaguely beyond the mortal.

In the past, he was detached from himself, but now, not only from himself, but also from worldly views, from the bondage of all things, as if he was outside the world, observing all beings in the world.

Thinking about it this way, he became more and more open-minded in his heart.

Even if he misses Du Wanxue and grieves for Du Wanxue, there is nothing.

To be a man, you should follow your heart, since you miss it, you will always miss it, and since you are sad, you should transform your grief into the power to move forward.

"I shouldn't have given up."

Lin Mu's expression regained firmness again. contentad4();

"Du Wanxue, although she has turned into a machine spirit, she has not completely died out, and she is still by my side. One day, I want to resurrect her, to break the ban of eternal destruction, if I can't do it now, I will become a strong person in the human realm, and if I can't do it in the human realm, I will advance to the earth element, and if the earth element can't do it, I will become a strong person in the destiny of heaven, and change my life in the sky. ”

Thinking about this, he was even more relieved and open-minded.

He no longer hides his emotions, and when he is sad, he will be sad.

Previously, he had always been restrained, because he knew that the Lingwu Continent was in an eventful season, and it seemed that he should do the right thing, instead of indulging in the love of his children.

But now, he just wants to be himself, whether he is spring, summer, autumn and winter, the world is turned upside down.

"And one last word."

"Water Tune Song Head, When Will the Bright Moon Be There"——

When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight? I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world?

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

On the same day, Lin Mu said goodbye to Liruoyu, and in the evening, returned to Nebula Valley.

The moon stars are scarce.

Sitting on the roof where he once sat with Du Wanxue, he lay on the tiles and looked at the sky.

Last time on this roof, looking at Mingyue, he thought of his mother Shen Beiwen, and that Mingyue seemed to be Shen Beiwen's smile.

And this time, looking at the same bright moon again, what he saw seemed to be Du Wanxue's smile.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

This sentence, in his mind, kept reverberating.

Fate is ruthless, heaven is ruthless, rules are ruthless, but people are merciful.

Love and heaven, and fate, seem to be opposites in themselves.

Probably because of this, there is no such thing as perfection in the world.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

It's a simple sentence, but it's probably the hardest thing in the world to do.

Unconsciously, a mysterious aura bloomed in Lin Mu's heart, and then permeated the surroundings.

At this time, it is still the end of summer.

The Nebula Valley is full of green trees and cicadas are constantly singing.

Suddenly, it was cold, and the snow was falling.