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The morning bell is long, and the drums are sinking in the twilight.

This is a nameless small temple hidden in the deep mountains, from the rising sun to the evening glow, the sky is changing, and the white clouds and dogs roll by.

Even in this undisputed place, time here is the same as elsewhere, and it has never stopped for anyone.

In the backyard of the temple, there is a cliff, Bai Fan sits on the top of the mountain, bathed in the ethereal clouds, and there is a golden glow sprinkled on the top of his head, falling on his body, making him like a Buddha statue, exuding a faint divine brilliance.

In three years, he traveled with the sword, almost all over the Central Plains in this world, and saw all the vicissitudes of the world.

While walking, while cultivating, while cultivating the mind.

This realm was different from all the worlds he had experienced before, it was a true cultivation world, and every wisp of aura, every piece of earth, had Dao Yun spirituality.

Only after breathing, walking, and feeling with your heart can you realize the existence of the Heavenly Dao, as well as ...... It's incomplete.

"Donor, you said that the way of heaven is incomplete, so you can't free the cultivator from the shackles and untie the knot of eternal life and death, is there a way to make up for it?"

Behind him, there stood an old monk, his face wrinkled, his shabby robe, and his whole body dirty. Only holding a string of jasper prayer beads in his hand was crystal clear, dazzling, and emitting a faint blue light.

Bai Fan slowly opened his eyes, and exhaled a breath of turbid breath in his chest slowly and longly, he had traveled for more than two years, and he had traveled alone, stopping for one night and leaving everywhere. It wasn't until half a year ago that I met this old monk by chance.

At this time, Bai Fan, after making sure that no one was following behind him, had already recovered his appearance, and his appearance was just that, there has never been a shortage of handsome people in the cultivation realm, but the temperament of the abyss like the sea is engraved in the bones, and it naturally emanates, in the eyes of the discerning people, there is no cultivation of more than a hundred years, it is absolutely unobtainable, and it shines like a star.

"The only thing that can make up for the Heavenly Dao is the Great Dao, you and I are extremely honorable immortal cultivators for mortals, but for the Heavenly Dao, they are no different from dogs and ants, they are as small as a drop in the ocean, how can we delusionally want to complete the Heavenly Dao?"

Bai Fan said slowly, this old monk's legal name is Puzhi, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, and can be mentioned alongside the seven heads of Qingyunmen, and it is also the beginning of the story of Zhu Xian, all of Zhang Xiaofan's grievances and hatreds are caused by him.

Of course, the accident in Caomiao Village has not happened at this moment, he has not committed that heinous sin, and now he is just an ascetic who persists in solving the mystery of life and death.

For this, for him, for Zhang Xiaofan, Bai Fan went with the flow, and had no intention of interfering.

Grace or hatred, for them, that is their choice, their fate.

Because of his arrival, the traces of fate have deviated, and he can't take care of everyone, he can only be himself.

Pu Zhi was silent for a long time, sighed, and said: "In this way, the donor thinks that everything in this heaven and earth has its own destiny, and although it is ever-changing, it will eventually have its way that cannot be violated by the destiny of heaven, so I will practice for a lifetime, as long as I am one of all things, it will be impossible to solve this secret after all?" ”

Hearing this, Bai Fan was silent.

Puzhi's obsession, he can unravel it for him, the easiest way is undoubtedly to use the Boundary Stone to bring it to the Origin World, he can naturally continue to practice, pursue the unreachable other side, then he will understand: there is a great terror between life and death, immortality is expected, but it is far away......

The problem, however, is ...... He had no reason to do so. Moreover, the biggest problem is that even if he says it at this time, Pu Zhi may not believe it.

After pondering for a long time, Bai Fan whispered: "If the destiny of heaven is really decided, everything will eventually wither, and countless people in the world will be busy all their lives, what is the point?" Therefore, although the way of heaven is ruthless, it will eventually leave a glimmer of hope for the common people, but this hope is slim, and if you can't get it, it's just like nothing. ”

When Pu Zhi heard this, his heart moved, and he couldn't speak for a while, and there was a thoughtful look on his face, and then he suddenly showed a smile and said: "Hope, it's better than no hope, the poor monk believes that as long as the heart is sincere and does not regret, the Buddha will eventually send down grace." ”

Bai Fan was helpless, shook his head and sighed: "The four precepts of Buddhism, greed, hatred, ignorance, and hatred, the master is already in love." ”

"Thank you for the donor's advice, please continue to cultivate, and the poor monk will leave for the time being."

Pu Zhi smiled, disagreed, folded his hands and said goodbye, did not say anything more, and calmly turned to leave.

Bai Fan's eyes flashed, and he continued to sit cross-legged, the Dao Ji rotated, and the longevity technique ran like flowing water.

In the past three years, he has never practiced Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao, but has been practicing the longevity formula, Qingyun Mountain for five years, coupled with these three years of dedicated cultivation, the mysterious longevity formula is about to enter the Dacheng.

I don't know how long it took, Bai Fan didn't move.

The sky gradually darkened, the sunset finally set completely, after a short time, I saw a bright moon slowly rising from the east sky, the moon is like water, shining brightly, sprinkled to the world.

In the night, Bai Fan under the moonlight was calm and indifferent.

Suddenly, I heard a soft noise, from nowhere, but in the silence of the night.

Bai Fan's whole body trembled slightly, and the Dao Ji in the sea of qi suddenly emitted a mysterious brilliance, exuding an ancient aura.

At the same time, his eyebrows shone with a clear light, like a star, guiding the direction in the gloomy void, and the mysterious light in the sea of qi immediately rushed straight up.

Crossing an indescribable void, like a blade that opened the world, slashed into a dark nothingness.

Click~~~~~~

Bai Fan heard a soft sound again, as if something had cracked a gap, and then the mysterious light flashed and disappeared.

But he immediately felt a burst of warmth, which was like being in the arms of his mother when he was a baby, quiet and indifferent, and extremely nostalgic.

Moreover, this warmth does not come from the body, but from the soul.

He felt that some unknown change was taking place in his divine soul, and he could only realize that it was unspeakable, and secretly said in his heart: Could this be the true secret of cultivating the Essence of Immortality?

How difficult it is to live forever, in ancient times, many amazing and brilliant people walked on this road to cross the other side according to their own understanding, and some people embarked on the invincible road of physical sanctification, the same ......

Bai Fan remembered the remnant body sitting in front of the star map in the Temple of the God of War, perhaps, it was the remnant left by someone who had embarked on the path of spiritual eternity and left behind by the body.

The next moment, when he opened his eyes, he didn't know if it was a day or night, or a moment, but at this moment, the moon was still dazzling, shining on the earth, like frost and snow.

He was in high spirits, his eyes were shining, and he looked obviously different from before, if he was an unfathomable ocean before, at this time he looked like an immortal mountain above the nine heavens, which was also unpredictable, but it was even more ethereal and dusty, and it was difficult to fathom.

This is the temperament of the divine soul, the greatest benefit of the secret of longevity, not in the cultivation of the mysterious power in the sea of qi, but in the promotion of the divine soul.

In an instant, he felt as if he had touched the place of the Sea of Knowledge, which was deeper than the Yuan Sea, and the divine soul might inhabit it, mysterious and unpredictable, and it was definitely not accessible to the monks of the Yuan Fetal Realm.

Bai Fan stood up, turned around, and walked towards the small temple.

This small temple is just a mortal temple, and there is an old abbot with a little monk in it, and they are all asleep at this moment.

Bai Fan walked through the Buddha hall and came to the door that was wide open to both sides, Pu Zhi looked at him with a smile and said, "Has the donor come down the mountain?" ”

Bai Fan nodded and said calmly, "Not bad." ”

"In this way, I wish the donor a safe journey." Puzhi clasped his hands together, and the jasper rosary hung on his thumb.

"Farewell!"

Bai Fan smiled freely, and the two met in Pingshui, and their friendship was like water, light and clear.

After walking more than ten steps, Bai Fan sighed in his heart, and suddenly turned around, only to see Pu Zhi still standing quietly under the moon, looking extremely lonely, like a pioneer who was struggling to pursue the light in the dark, his sorrow was not in failure, but in the fact that no one understood, and no one walked with him.

With a flick of his hand, a dark talisman flew out of his hand, fluttering like a flying feather, and fell from Pu Zhi's eyes in the blink of an eye.

"This thing can be temporarily stored in the soul of life and death, if the master doesn't mind, accept it."

When the words fell, Bai Fan was already dozens of zhang away, and the flying sword of the sacrificial weapon disappeared in the darkness in a flash.

After seeing him leave, Pu Zhi was a little inexplicable, and carefully looked at this rune paper, the whole body was dark, covered with strange lines, and it looked like something from the Demon Dao. He frowned suddenly, as a monk of Tianyin Temple, he and the Demon Gate were incompatible.

However, then his expression soothed, and wisps of golden aura flashed on this talisman from time to time, although it was not strong, but it gave people the feeling of being above board.

"To have such a pure aura of light, this thing must have nothing to do with the Demon Dao, it can only be a righteous thing, but...... How exactly is this thing made? ”

Seeing this completely unknown thing, Pu Zhi immediately became interested, but no matter how he studied it, he couldn't see why, so he had to give up in the end. picked up what Bai Fan said before leaving, so he put it in his sleeve properly. (To be continued.) )