Thousands of lives, the origin and extinction of fate are all doomed.

The Great Han Empire, the spring of the 17th year of Chengping.

At the beginning of the sun, in a small village on the southeast coast, an old man slowly set up a fortune-telling stall.

The old man has a long emaciated face, the bags under his eyes are slightly drooping, and he looks listless, and the white hair on his head is mixed with a little black thread, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes also seem to tell the vicissitudes of the old man's own life.

Perhaps the spring breeze in February was too pleasant and intoxicating, so the old man yawned and sat down, facing the morning sun, leaning against the big locust tree, and it didn't take long for his eyes to slowly close.

The old man squinted his eyes for a while, and a young man in white leading a horse walked straight to the fortune-telling stall. This young man, dressed in white and leading the horse, looks like the four words "Fengshen Yulang", his eyes are like spring, his eyebrows are like the autumn moon, his face is warm, and his hair is tied up with a gold silk hair band, which should not be the crown, he led the horse to the fortune-telling stall, and the gentle spring breeze slowly blew the green silk and the hairband, fluttering in the wind.

The young man in white hangs a sword on his right waist, and his left waist is wrapped around two waist cards, the waist card with a warm and lustrous surface is cast by Lantian jade, and the card is wantonly engraved with the word "Xiaoyao"; He glanced at the old man who was dozing off, tapped the table with his fingers, and asked with a smile: "Old man, dozing off in broad daylight, I'm afraid it's difficult to do business, right?"

Hearing someone speak, the old man opened his cloudy and tired eyes, glanced at the young man in white opposite, after all, it was still early morning, and the climate in early spring was still a little cold, the old man slowly tightened his slightly thin clothes, reached to his mouth and sighed, rubbed his hands, and asked: "The most difficult thing in the world is not to take money from other people's pockets?"

The young man smiled and nodded, "That's right." ”

The old man squinted and glanced at the young man, and asked, "Childe, do you want to measure characters, look at your appearance, or do you want to draw lots?"

The young man said with a smile: "The first year of Chengping, February 15. ”

The old man squinted, pinched his fingers and calculated for a moment, then frowned, and said matter-of-factly: "According to the calculation of this birthday, your life is a rare eight bitter soul life. ”

The young man was also familiar with such tricks, and he did not dismantle the old man's lies, but asked very cooperatively: "What is the Eight Sufferings and Soul Separation?"

"The words may not be very good, but..."The old man thought for a while and continued: "Buddhism has eight sufferings, and those who leave their souls are born confused, lonely and miserable, and marriage is rare. ”

After listening to the old man's words, the young man was not angry, but took out a gold ingot from his bosom and handed it to the old man, and then, with a pure face, said: "The humidity in the early morning is heavy, the old gentleman is old, and his body is afraid that he can't stop the cold of this early spring, and he needs to pay more attention to his body, and he can also get up later in the future." ”

The sergeant on the border of the Han Kingdom, a year's salary is twelve taels of silver, since ancient times, gold is expensive and silver is cheap, the gold ingot handed over by the young man in white can be exchanged for at least one hundred and twenty taels of silver, this more than one hundred taels of silver is enough for a family of five to eat for more than ten years, the old man stretched out his trembling hand to take the gold, and said gratefully: "More...... Thank you, Childe, in fact, I can count the eight characters...... It's not very accurate, it's all bluffing just now. ”

The young man smiled and shook his head, not caring, and said: "Buddhism has eight sufferings, life is suffering, always suffering, life is short and suffering, people are born as if they have entered the sea of suffering, and only after death can they get out. The young man in white smiled and continued: "However, the road ahead is full of ups and downs, difficulties and obstacles, and this is not a reason for me to retreat, I only want to be worthy of my heart in this life. ”

The old man's face was complicated, and he sighed: "I hope he will see you again in the future, and the son can still be like today, and not change his original intention." ”

The spring breeze blew, and the young man in white got up and led the horse and said goodbye to this small village.

Not long after the young man in white left, the old man ushered in the second guest of the day, this is a burly man, with a full beard, the outline of his face is as sharp as a knife, a pair of thick sword eyebrows, heroic and extraordinary, a high nose bridge with a pair of bright eyes, tiger and tiger style.

The tall man like an iron tower strode towards the fortune-telling booth, and after respectfully bowing to the old man, he sat on the chair opposite the old man, and then said directly to the point: "Senior, we have seen it before." ”

The old man may be old, and his mind is trying to search for memories of the man opposite, and after a moment of silence, the old man asked in an uncertain tone, "It seems that I have met you once, I remember that your surname is 'Wang'?"

The burly man nodded and said, "The junior Wang Laohu, three hundred years ago, went to the Nine Heavens Sword Sect with his family teacher to observe the sword ceremony, and he was the senior he saw at that time. ”

Hearing the name Wang Laohu, the old man remembered the identity of the burly man, a disciple of an old man; "Oh, how is your master okay all these years?" In addition, I remember that you seemed to be called Wang Xiaohu at that time. ”

Wang Laohu smiled embarrassedly, since beating his master to change his name, he Wang Xiaohu's name has not been mentioned for many years; when he heard the old man mention his master, Wang Laohu's eyes immediately dimmed, and he bowed his head and said: "Family teacher, a hundred years ago, he has ascended to the sky. ”

Hearing the news of the death of his old friend, the old man sighed and said, "I have been floating away all these years, and my old friends have passed away one after another, and I have never known about it. After saying this, the old man looked at Wang Laohu and continued: "However, your master has you as an apprentice, and the Extreme Yang Sect can be regarded as a successor. ”

In the following time, Wang Laohu and the old man each exchanged a few polite words, and he said the purpose of this visit: "Can the predecessors know the secret of my Extreme Yang Sect?"

The old man nodded and said, "I know a little bit about it." ”

Wang Laohu said: "My Jiyang Sect was called Yin-Yang Sect a thousand years ago, at that time it was two methods of Taoism, one method was "Tianyang True Fire Decision", and the other method was "Yin Ji Kui Water Decision", "Yin Ji Kui Water Decision" because of the harsh cultivation conditions, so it quickly declined, but it is said that the two methods are one, and you can turn into a rainbow and soar; ”

The old man listened to Wang Laohu tell the secret of the sect, and asked with a heavy face: "You just tell me the secret of the Extreme Yang Sect to this outsider, is this really good?"

Wang Laohu shook his head and explained: "The predecessor is a close friend of the teacher, and besides, except for the Heavenly Fortune Great Evolution Technique of the predecessor in this world, I am afraid that no one knows where the person I am looking for is." ”

The old man shook his head and asked helplessly: "I heard your master mention the "Kui Kui Water Decision", and it is said that most of the people who can cultivate "Kui Ji Kui Water Decision" are ruthless and desperate people. I think the reason why this exercise is lost is that Heaven does not allow it, and if you insist on looking for it, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have a good death. ”

Wang Laohu stood up, waved at the old man, and said solemnly: "The long-cherished wish of the Extreme Yang Sect for many years has been passed on to me, how can I give up lightly, all the consequences will be borne by my Wang Laohu alone, and I hope that the predecessors will fulfill this matter." ”

The old man closed his eyes and pinched his fingers to calculate, opened his eyes after a few breaths, and a ray of gold flashed in his eyes, "The person you are looking for is a young girl, there is a mole in the corner of her eye, this girl will go to Qixian City to participate in Kunlun Wanren." ”

Wang Laohu happily got up, hugged his fists and said, "Thank you, senior." ”

The old man waved his hand and said, "Go ahead." ”

After Wang Laohu left, the old man stared blankly at the blue sky, and he took out the ingot of gold given by the young man in white from his arms, and was stunned.

Suddenly, the old man couldn't help but feel annoyed, and he said to himself: "In this world, can't you really let the old man have a moment of peace?"

On the chair opposite the old man, a man wearing a black cloak appeared at some point, and the man just shook his head lightly and said, "In this world, have you ever given people a moment of peace?" ”

The old man said, "This should be the third time we have met." ”

The man in the cloak smiled and nodded, "When I first saw you, you were just a fortune teller, and when I saw you again, you became the sect master of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, and this third time we met, your identity was different, but it doesn't matter, I came to you this time in the hope that when we met for the second time, you could tell me a word." ”

The old man asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Zhongzhou has the shore of the water, Shu has a thousand acres of bamboo sea, Jiuli has the green hills of Ze; this world, there are many scenery that you have never experienced, go to you to really see the world, there are people waiting for you at the other end of this world. ”

The old man asked, "When I passed you on the Heavenly Fortune Great Evolution Technique, I didn't expect that you would be able to cultivate until you dreamed back, but what did you see in the past and present?"

The man in the cloak pointed to his eyes and replied: "My eyes were in the Qingyun Tribulation, and I saw the sacrifice of the dragon clan co-leader Hongdi, the 100,000 Kongtong slashing Tianluo of Emperor Wangdi Du Yu, the immovable king of Buddha Nandi before his death, and finally, the righteousness of heaven and earth of Yu Qingyun!"

The old man was silent for a moment and asked, "Then what do you ask for after all these years?"

The man in the cloak said: "I don't ask for much, but I still have no shame." ”

The old man shook his head and sighed, "The most difficult thing in this world is to be worthy of your heart." ”

The man in the cloak smiled and asked, "Shouldn't the hardest thing in the world be to take money from someone else's pocket?"

The old man smiled and nodded, "That's right, too." ”

One question and one answer, just like back then.

Across a table, the two of them were like tired old dogs, each enjoying the rare peace of this early spring morning.

Finally, when the sun was high in the sky, the man in the cloak stood up and solemnly shook the old man, "Thank you for all these years, the predecessors of the 'Dao Sheng'. ”

The old man didn't speak, just touched the ingot of gold in his hand, raised his head slightly, and his eyes looked through the big locust tree above, meeting the afterglow of the constant sun, as if asking himself: "Thousands of lives, the origin and extinction have never changed;

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Author's note: New people and new books, accept all criticism and praise, I promise not to get angry.

I've always wanted to write a different Xianxia, I want to show everyone the chivalrous sword immortals, and I want to write about some flesh-and-blood monks.

I want you to tell you some different stories, and I want to tell you some of the sun, moon, stars and strange things that belong to my chest.

After all, I'm a newcomer, and if I start to write about the collapse of the situation, I hope you will remind me in time.

Finally, I wish you all good health and a lover who will eventually become a family.