Everything was quiet in the quiet forest night, the pine waves, the melodious birdsong, the gurgling stream under the deep valley, only the night breeze sometimes stirred the clothes of my dreams. In the quiet of the night, when I walk out of the door, there is always a refreshing fragrance on my face. The hazy starlight, the black distant mountains, the black forests, always cause me infinite reverie. Mountain rhododendron, do you bloom in the dark? Horse chestnut, alpine banyan, ligustrum, red maple, beech, black tree, wild banana, wild pineapple, wild lychee, wild bee, butterfly, mountain dragonfly and chiro, do you also have little dreams? I felt as if I heard the slightest noise, was everything quietly growing in this silent night? Tomorrow morning, let's raise the dandelion umbrella and walk up to the top of the high mountain, and let us cordially greet, hello, big forest! Two cold nights, let the bonfire warm the cabin bonfire, you kind friend, you red man, you flashed the words of the spark, reflected my wooden house, but also warmed my cold night. Friend, let's talk silently tonight, the cold wind and rain outside the house will be farther and farther away from us. Let's take a sip of the mellow wine made from this wild fruit, and let the fragrance of this mellow wine slowly enter the soul. When our words are getting softer and softer, when the forest Tao is surging in the distance, it is no longer faint, let us walk through the charming red maple forest in our dreams. The grapes in the depths of the three mountains who have come here through the dense trees and weeds, before me, the wild grapes that grow in the rocks, how many years, you have been baptized by the mountain wind here; For many years, you have been caressed by the sun here. Grasping the cliff, your rough hands make me see the veins full of life! You are not afraid of any difficulties and dangers, and you are indomitable to move forward, which reminds me of the first person who entered the deep mountains. Mountain grapes, before the sun sets, please give me the strength to jump to the opposite peak, follow your winding path, and look for the acacia forest in your dreams. Four egrets fly over the lake in the mountains, you see, the lake in the depths of the mountains, in the verdant stream, in the fog like a dream. Egret, you holy fairy of the forest, puffs the warm water of the lake, and cleans the beautiful carcass little by little. I smell the aroma of Tsubaki buds. Egret, egret, I saw an arc of light skimming the water, it was you, flying into the wind-swept cedar forest, flying into the maple poplar forest, flying into the fire-like black tree forest, flying to the colorful clouds, flying to the far distance. The morning shrouded in the fog of the five fogs, every tree is dressed in a hazy gauze skirt, I think of the beautiful fairies in the film and television, singing and dancing, long sleeves and flicking. By this time, I had climbed halfway up the mountain, and a red squirrel in the woods glanced at me and fled into the cave. I sat down where it had sit. It's the middle of the day, so let me take a nap against this old pine tree for a while. Friend, if I fall asleep, please pull at the hem of my garment, please wake me up, and I will go around this mountain, before the moon hangs in the middle of the sky. Six orioles, please stop in my wooden house, let us look at the morning sun, sprinkle in the blue waves, let us listen to the long wind in the valley, from the distant forest sea, let us and the forest fog, mountain springs, stones, sunshine and every tree to form a deep friendship. Huang Li, please stop in my hut, you are the dream keeper, I am the dream man. Seven, let me make a wild fruit, don't go into the big forest, don't know the fragrance of the big forest. Walking into the big forest, you feel like walking into a ripe wild orchard. Your laughter, your melodious singing, your black hair, all are fragrant. White mushrooms, you shy forest girl, don't cover your eyes with a small umbrella. Golden persimmon, you healthy guy, are you blowing the leaves, expressing endless affection to your sweetheart. The mountains are full of your footprints, just like a teenager in a mountain village. Mountain pepper, your strong aroma reminds me of the spicy sister-in-law of the mountain village. Thin-shelled hickory, you are the spirited elder of the forest. Hello, the intoxicating forest, the endless green waves are my endless imagination, let me also make a ripe wild fruit, hang on this tall tree, hang among the green leaves. Let the birds through the treetops peck my thoughts, let me visit every vibrant tree in the big forest with my dream, visit every vigorous grass, visit every lively and lovely little animal, and then let the heavy snow in midwinter cover me, and when spring comes, I will slowly wake up and grow a faint purple flower.

And at this moment, in this forest, there is a prosperous and huge imperial city, the monks in the imperial city fly, the aura is permeated, here, there are no mortals, here, there are no emperors, here, there are only countless monks, countless crises contain qi, with a melancholy mood Emperor Xuan, he is walking in this monk city, he is very depressed, he is depressed that he has been in retreat for ten years, depressed that he jokes about Shura and easy to offend, depressed that his cultivation is low, he is obviously the strongest first, But why is it that I am now cultivating to the lowest?

The only one, Di Xuan is talented, and he is from the earth, how to say, he also sees through it a little...

"Life is really hard to walk...."

After Emperor Xuan saw through life and death, he also realized a little, thousands of lives, which one did not return to death in the end?

Death is another kind of life....

Death is life

Life is death

All things live, all things die

Death is all things, and holiness is all things

Everything was confused, and the emperor was blinded, walking in this country of monks. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Like a walking corpse...

Like a corpse, a male corpse

Like one, empty shell

Like a body, a body without a soul.

Emperor Xuan was melancholy.......

That's it, if you come, you will be safe, first sell this Li Xuanyuan's tears, I heard that this is very profitable.

Di Xuan bought a map jade slip, and according to the location described in the map, he arrived at a city tower, and Di Xuan felt it at that time

"Time has destroyed its vicissitudes: but he still stands strong, like an angry-eyed King Kong. How much desolation he has experienced, the prosperity of the wind and snow, and the sadness of some people. Moss is a sign of the passage of time, and ancient walls hold back enemies to make the city impregnable......"

"This tower.... Extraordinary! ”

Di Xuan looked at this city tower, and had a special feeling, he felt that this city tower was absolutely extraordinary, but he didn't dare to think about it, in this city of cultivation, there was no god transformation period, but there was a great consummation of the Yuan Infant.

He hadn't fought against Yuanying Dacheng, but no one else had provoked him, and he didn't want to hurt anyone.