In the eternal legend, the first god Pangu woke up from chaos, and he split the heavens and the earth with a giant axe, incarnating all things in the heavens and the earth.

Countless years ago, the world was not so complete, the sky would rain fire, the earth would crack and shatter, and life would not be reincarnated. In this environment, people fight with the heavens and all things.

At this time, the first saint in the world walked in the world, and he made the wilderness civilized under the instruction of the Hetian clan, and more saints appeared, and he became a saint king.

Later, the Hetian clan incarnated into a huge stone monument that stood between heaven and earth, calming the anger of the sky and the ruins of the earth, and the stone tablet was broken and evolved into six reincarnations.

It is rumored that the Holy King is deeply in love with the Hetian clan, and he follows in his footsteps into reincarnation...

At this time, a bell rang from the Hanging Temple, which meant that class was over.

Lin Xiao stretched his waist and walked out of the school hall of the Hanging Temple, the morning class is one of the exercises that the students of the Hanging Temple must do.

"Hello senior brother."

"Senior Brother Lin, is you going to meditate in the back mountain today?"

"I have a lot of things I don't understand, can I explain them?"

As soon as Lin Xiao walked out of the school, a group of little monks and little Taoist priests surrounded him.

It stands to reason that Lin Xiao's rank should be the youngest, but there are four layers of divine personality in his body, which means that his cultivation is the highest among all the people here, and he is even on par with Master Mingruo.

The Godhead is a sign of becoming a god, and the ten layers of full Godhead are gods, and each layer of Godhead is difficult to cultivate.

After Lin Xiao sent a group of people, he walked alone to the waterfall stone platform in the mountain behind the Hanging Temple and stood upside down.

He can't let go of the obsession in his heart, and whenever he thinks of what happened, he will feel unbearable. A day, two days, many days later, instead of forgetting, he remembered more clearly that he often wept, and tears fell down his forehead on the stone platform, accumulating a thick layer of salt over time.

Once you enter the Hanging Temple, you can't rebel, and not seeing each other again is the biggest punishment you have for me.

He finally understood that the hardest thing in the world is willingness...

"If there is love in the sky, the sky will be old, and if the moon has no hatred, the moon will be full." Ming Ruo clasped his palms together and said to Lin Xiao, "Don't go against your heart. ”

The words came into his ears, Lin Xiao gritted his teeth, for him, the price his father paid was too great! How could he bury these efforts because of his own thoughts, he wants to become a god, he wants to live well!

With this belief, his mind often fell into the contradiction between heaven and man, and at this time he would jump into the pool below the waterfall to calm himself.

Every year before and after the valley rain, Ming Ruo will preach the scriptures and share his feelings in the Pantheon in the center of the Hanging Temple, and only then the Hanging Temple is open to the public.

Day and night alternate, time passes. He began to work hard to become stronger, and gradually he felt the heavenly punishment, felt the decaying aura in his blood, and in countless efforts, he was gradually able to suppress the heavenly punishment.

Three years later......

It's the valley rain again, and it's the only time of the year when it rains in the Hanging Temple.

The clouds were thick, and the rain fell slanting to form a curtain of rain. The Dao Dao light swayed and flowed, and the entire Hanging Temple was a little translucent.

The world knows that beauty is beauty, and evil is evil; We all know that what is good is good, and what is not good is good.

It's the drizzle that gets wet, and the air is moist.

The rain and mist slowly spread in front of the Pantheon, where the incense was at its peak.

The monument, the sky, the earth, you, and me, each express its own intentions and perform its own duties.

A figure walked slowly through the pantheon in the rain, holding a red oil-paper umbrella, and the rain dripped down the eaves of the umbrella, splashing on the ground.

His hair was tied up, and his angular face was a little rosy under the red oil-paper umbrella. He stood in the rain in a daze, his face calm and a little sour, looking at the statues in the pantheon.

The Pantheon was as bright as day, like heaven.

The rain hung obliquely in the light, like a beautiful curtain.

Under the umbrella, in the rain of men, the gods were in the hall, looking at each other like this, and countless umbrellas came over.

"You still want to go back, right?" Ming Ruo stood at the door of the Pantheon and said quietly.

"I have traces in my heart, can I erase the traces in my heart." The man said under the umbrella. Every opening and closing of the mouth is like a beautiful sight.

"You're finally willing to be honest with yourself." Ming Ruoxin smiled, "Your heart is not here, only by taking back your heart and letting go of your obsession can you reach a higher realm." ”

"If you want to get out of the tower, you must go into the tower." The man also said quietly.

He was bitter in his heart, was everything really what he wanted? The memory of becoming a god will disappear, which may be more cruel than letting him die......

"Have you decided?" Ming Ruo looked at him, the sadness in his eyes, the loneliness and loneliness in his eyes, she saw them all in her eyes.

"Serendipity, coincidence, yes, no, all kinds are determined by heaven. No one can disobey it. Lin Xiao said softly, "Please Master let me go back to the world." ”

Ming Ruo was finally moved, she looked at Lin Xiao under the oil-paper umbrella: "You come with me." ”

After saying that, Ming Ruo turned around and walked into the Pantheon, Lin Xiao took the paper umbrella and followed him from the side.

There are many stone statues in the temple, or happy, or sad, or hideous, or caracal, with teeth and claws.

The candles were like stars, and they were all surrounded by warm light, and the stone statues in the center were the Holy King and the Hetian Clan.

"The Pantheon is dedicated to the heavenly immortals, whether you can return to the world or not, you need to see what they mean." Ming Ruo handed a lottery holder to Lin Xiao and said slowly, "If the lottery holder is shaken out in the end, you can go back, this is the guidance of fate, no one can object, and I will not stop you..."

Thoughts were suddenly pulled back to a long time ago, and the bits and pieces that happened with them came to my heart. With a heavy heart, he grabbed the bamboo tube, and he had to admit that he really missed them ....

Slowly shaking the stick, all his thoughts flowed into the bamboo tube. The bamboo skewers hit the ground and made a crisp sound.

When they saw the contents of the bamboo sticks, Ming Ruo and Lin Xiao looked at each other and smiled, and the haze that had been shrouded in their hearts for a long time also dissipated.

Do you miss me, do you miss me once in a while?

Lin Xiao's eyes flickered with tears, and the feelings that he hadn't faced for a long time suddenly found a place to vent and climbed onto his face.

"Thou shalt not fall into the depths, thou shalt not be in the world for too long under the punishment of heaven." Ming Ruo told again, "When that person weeps for you, your heart can be taken back." ”

"Master......" Lin Xiao was excited.

Mingruo smiled: "It's been three years, if you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave after the Gu rain." ”

With a heartfelt smile, Lin Xiao walked into the edge of the Hanging Temple in the rain with an umbrella, and then stepped into the sea of clouds and re-entered the world.

At this time, Lin Xiao finally showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, and he was full of joy. In three years, he is no longer the same as he was at the beginning, he has grown up.

With the flick of his fingers, he could finally go back...