The vast cosmic starry sky, with countless planets scattered among them, forms a pair of planetary oceans.

But in one corner of this universe, there was an area, as if it had been emptied, only a dark dead silence, in stark contrast to the countless lights in the distance.

And in the center of the dark dead silence, there was a small light, and the source of that light was a planet like a pebble kicked out of a river, standing alone in this endless darkness.

And in the void outside this planet, there was a man dressed in gray standing out of thin air, who looked only thirty-seven or eighteen years old, the sparse beard on his chin could not hide the edges and corners of his fortitude, and his long silver hair was flying wantonly in the air, and there was no special feeling on his face.

But if you notice his eyes, you will see that his left eye seems to have a sky full of stars, leisurely exuding a strange light.

But his right eye was like a black whirlpool against the current, as if even the darkness in front of him would be swallowed up.

With one hand behind his back, he stood alone under a willow tree that looked to be dying, and strangely enough, there was no land under this tree, and it stood out of thin air with the man in gray, and in that void, it formed a unique and lonely picture.

At this moment, he was quietly looking at the planet in front of him, his brows slightly locked, and he seemed to have a thousand thoughts in his heart.

The next moment, he suddenly said without looking back: "Come out." ”

At this time, a black-haired man wearing a white cloak suddenly appeared next to the man in gray, his cloak was blown by the wind in the void that should be silent, he held a transparent glass bottle in his left hand, which contained some amber liquid, and said, "This is the wine of my world, do you want to take a sip?"

There was always a faint smile on his face, as if that was his eternal expression.

The man in gray shook his head and said, "No." ”

Seeing this, the black-haired man tasted it to himself, and then showed a very pleasant expression, and said, "What, is there anything on your mind?"

The man in gray always stood like a statue, and if it weren't for his long flying hair, maybe others would really think he was a statue.

"It's going to rain in this world. The man in gray spoke.

"What should come will come. The black-haired man said, and after a moment's of conversation, he said, "I say, I also have the wine of your world, do you want to take a sip?"

After hearing this, the man in gray said expressionlessly, "No." After a pause, he continued: "People have lived too long, and they have remembered too many things, and some memories are still in my mind like bone-eating insects, and the loneliness of this hundred lifetimes is no longer diluted by a few glasses of sake." ”

The black-haired man restrained his smile: "Is this really good?"

"Do you think it's inappropriate?" After speaking, the man in gray said expressionlessly: "Life is not so beautiful, God has never favored anyone, no one is born strong, but in the process of his growth, it shows that he is strong."

It's time for her to take a look. Look at the sorrows, sufferings, and stories she never imagined. She should also be allowed to taste the best bonds in the world. Talk to them and stop doing anything superfluous. ”

"Sometimes I wonder if the two of us play a game of chess, who will win. The black-haired man suppressed the smile on his face and said suddenly.

"Aren't you already gone?" the man in gray turned his head again, staring at the planet in front of him.

The man in white stopped talking at this time, and resumed his faint smile, but his body began to slowly blur, and finally disappeared into a void, as if it had never appeared in the first place.

And the man in gray walked slowly to the dead tree, sat down with his back against the tree, took out a jug of wine and three wine glasses from his bosom, filled them with a glass, and poured them on the dead willow tree, which actually began to tremble, as if very happy.

And after the man in gray saw it, he smiled for the first time, and his eyes softened.

Gently stroking the trunk of the willow tree with his hand, he muttered alone: "It turns out that even a person like me, when he looks at his daughter and says goodbye to himself with tears, his heart is like a knife." ”

After that, he filled the remaining two glasses with wine, and stopped talking, as if waiting for someone......

At this time, above this eternal void, a person and a tree are still like a static ink painting.

And the next moment, the big tree that had just been about to die slowly appeared in the shape of a human, and after a while, a handsome man in a loose green robe walked out of the tree, and the moment he walked out, the willow tree seemed to suddenly come to life, and began to grow wildly.

From the original less than five meters high, it instantly grew into a hundred-meter-high sky-high tree, and green shoots actually grew on the right side of the originally withered yellow branches, and then began to scatter branches, and every leaf on the willow tree exuded a pale green light, reflecting the originally dark void into a green ocean.

After seeing this man appear, he sat directly next to the man in gray, naturally picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and said, "Is it because of inner turmoil?"

The man in gray was noncommittal.

The green-robed man spoke again, "Is this really right?"

The man in gray poured the wine and said, "In this world, there is no right or wrong, there is more love and hatred, and there is less cause and effect. ”

"But she's your daughter after all, do you need to use her as a pawn?" the green-robed man began.

After hearing this, the man in gray frowned for a long time before he spoke: "Why do you all think that sending her down is like punishment?"

"But she's still young, after all. The green-robed man spoke.

"What about him?" asked the man in gray.

The green-robed man said, "'He' is the enemy. ”

"What's the difference?" said the man in gray.

"There is no difference between treating your own daughter and treating a person with cholera sentient beings?"

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things should be used as dogs." The man in gray said indifferently.

"If the world is not benevolent, if you build a great road, will you wear out human nature? I don't believe it. If that's the case, don't do it. After the green-robed man finished speaking, he spoke again: "But sometimes I really envy you for practicing the so-called Great Dao like this, there are always some mysterious and mysterious things hanging on your mouth, and everything in the world seems to be under your control." ”

The green-robed man drank all the wine in front of him in one gulp, and then spoke: "Just like now, I haven't arrived yet, and I haven't even told you that I'm coming, but you've prepared all the wine." ”

The sarcasm implied in this sentence can still be heard by the man in gray.

But for some reason, when he heard this, the man in gray smiled bitterly and said, "If you want to come, I promise to prepare wine and wait for you." But what if you don't want to come?"

When the green-robed man heard this, he was stunned, in fact, the reason that the gray-clothed man said was very simple, the avenue of time and space was one of the most mysterious Dao sects in all cultivation.

And this man in gray is a great power of the Avenue of Time, and he naturally sees through most of the truths in the world, but the more so, the more lonely he becomes.....

The green-robed man stood up, turned around and stroked the willow tree with his hand, and said, "I don't know what kind of person you are, and I don't know what you're carrying. If I could, I thought maybe I could help. ”

"Nothing. The man in gray spoke.

After that, the green-robed man shook his head secretly, and then disappeared into the tree.

The towering tree, which was originally full of vitality, also withered in an instant and changed back to its original appearance......

Not long after he left, the man in gray suddenly coughed, he held the willow tree behind him with his hand, and then suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time as the mouthful of blood spurted out, several terrifying winds flew out from his body, as if they could tear through space, and instantly bombarded out in all directions, and the wind passed through the willow tree, and instantly tore the willow tree into pieces.

Seeing this, the man in gray hurriedly clasped his hands together and shouted softly: "Return." ”

As soon as his voice fell, the wind regressed back into his body, and the scattered fragments turned into a willow tree again, if it weren't for the little blood left at the corner of his mouth, it would all be as if nothing had happened.

At this time, he leaned against the tree a little weakly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled bitterly self-deprecatingly.

A young man in his twenties gradually appeared in his memory, and that young man was as graceful as a fairy.

The boy looked down at all beings in the sky above the world, but there were no beings in his eyes.

After slowly raising his hand, countless avenue origins galloped towards him, leaving only the misery everywhere and a sentence: "You are just ants.....

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The gray-clothed man thought of this and said to himself: "Let me see, if you, who once boasted of the way of heaven, can escape from this eternal reincarnation..."

After that, he looked up at the vast starry sky and muttered, "It's only twenty years...."

With that, he gently let go of the wine glass and flask in his hand, and let it slowly fall towards the planet, and the wind that had been lingering around him gradually stopped, and just like a statue, a man and a tree were frozen there.

And in this darkness, the only thing worth attracting attention is the small planet that stands alone in the darkness and glows.

ps: During this National Day, I wish the great motherland a happy birthday and prosperity.

New book for newcomers, this book is relatively slow to heat, I hope you can like it. Four to six thousand words a day, occasional outbursts, thank you!