"It's a pity that your brother doesn't necessarily think so!" said Peach Blossom Paradise again.

Zhuge Yunqing turned around slowly, as if he hadn't heard Peach Blossom Spring's words: "Let's go, don't come in!"

"Once upon a time, I was just like you, but this world is always so unacceptable!" Peach Blossom Yuan looked up at the sky, as if the endless sky was just graffiti.

Zhuge Yunqing stopped talking, as if he hadn't heard the words of Peach Blossom Land at all, he didn't understand him, and he didn't bother to understand, people, they will always become old after experiencing it.

But not everyone will get old, even if the body is weak, there is a magnificence in the heart.

Zhuge Yunqing didn't know when he had already retreated to his room, leaving Peach Blossom Yuan alone under the waterfall.

The Peach Blossom Paradise didn't seem to notice it, but just listened to this boom deeply, not intense, but just to the heart.

He lay on the boulder again, just like Zhuge Yunqing before.

Lying on his back, he looked at the stars in the sky, and pointed to one in the sky: "You know, that is my hometown!"

No one around answered him anymore, and even Luo Sheng found a room to live in.

"I'll find it back, right?" Peach Blossom Paradise muttered to himself with some disbelief, he didn't know what he was looking for, maybe it was the homeland, or maybe it was the original heart.

How many people in this world can keep their original intentions, Zhuge Yunqing? Maybe!

The morning came as promised, but when the peach blossom garden opened its eyes, it was like a dream.

A familiar face appeared in front of him, he shook his head and looked at it fixedly, but he knew that he was wrong, how could there be so many coincidences in this world.

"Are you awake?" the girl smiled innocently.

A ray of sunshine illuminated the petite girl in front of her, she was in the sun, she was a little dazzling, and even her hair looked transparent in the light.

Peach Blossom Paradise was in a trance, but he was leaning against the corner of the wall, but he was covered by that shadow, facing the light, but carrying the darkness.

"Why are you sleeping here, aren't you afraid of the cold?" asked the girl innocently.

"Cold?" Peach Blossom Yuan was stunned.

"Well, yes, grandpa said, it's the coldest under this waterfall, and the little bell is not allowed here!" said the little girl, pinching her fingers.

"So your name is Little Bell, who is your grandfather?"

"Grandpa didn't let me say it, he said let me take you to see him, and he would say!" The little bell showed two tiger teeth, looking very innocent.

Peach Blossom Yuan exhaled a long breath, knowing that there must be something in this, he didn't know yet, otherwise there wouldn't be some mysterious people, if you want to find out, you have to go up: "Let's go! Look at what kind of medicine your grandfather sells!"

The little bell was stunned for a moment, and then he was full of joy: "Okay, okay!"

Peach Blossom Yuan didn't know why he agreed so easily, maybe because the girl looked innocent, or maybe because at some moment, he saw the shadow of another person.

Follow the girl to a courtyard, which is a secluded place called "Tianshengmen".

Although the name is domineering, the moss covered with the stone steps indicates the loneliness here.

It's quiet, but it's a thousand miles away. Ma Xiaopang looked at this courtyard, and a dilapidated feeling arose.

Walking into the courtyard, there was an old man sitting in a rattan chair, he was thin and sickly, like a pile of skeletons, just waiting for the wind to blow, it would fall to the ground.

But the carving knife in his hand never stopped, not even a trace of trembling, steady and powerful.

From the moment he stepped into the courtyard, Ma Xiaopang felt that the rich dead air on this old man's body was like a black dragon, constantly devouring the old man's vitality.

"Grandpa, he's here, do you want to reward the little bell!" said the little bell happily.

The old man finally stopped the carving knife in his hand, but he didn't answer, just looked up at the peach blossom garden slightly, and then continued to look down and carve the wood in his hand, as if the unfinished sculpture was more important than his life.

Peach Blossom Yuan is an impatient master, this old man called him over, but let him sit on the cold bench here, how can there be such a reason: "Old man, why do you have no face in this wood carving!" Peach Blossom Yuan also asked casually, looking a little impatient.

The carving knife in the old man's hand paused, and finally opened his mouth for the first time, but he said to the wood carving without a head: "Because, I don't know which face is the real you!" The old man's eyes were full of memories, and this sentence was obviously not an answer to the peach blossom source.

The old man gently stroked the wood carving without facial features, but the peach blossom source understood the old man's eyes, which were the eyes of nostalgia for a person or a period of time.

"Little one, what do you say, man live?" asked the old man.

"Live for those who entrust their dreams to you, and live for someone else's share of life to live wonderfully. Peach Blossom Yuan looked at the old man's face, I don't know why, this old man is like a confidant who hasn't seen him for many years, and can't help but tell him what is in his heart.

"Isn't it true that people live for themselves?" the old man seemed to ask, and seemed to sigh.

Peach Blossom Paradise didn't answer.

"If I go back 40 years, maybe I would have lived for myself, why not for young people!" the old man sighed.

"Because, this life is not mine, I just use him, and if I have the opportunity one day, I will not hesitate to give this life back. Peach Blossom Spring's eyes were full of nostalgia, and that kind of heart-wrenching goodbye had always been his nightmare.

"Old man, in fact, why go back to 40 years ago, as long as life exists, even if it is just a flash in the pan, you can live for yourself at least once!"

"Do you know what I told you to do here?" asked the old man.

Peach Blossom Yuan paused, the old man's origin was too mysterious, as if he was sure that Peach Blossom Yuan would come here.

"It's not important, if you want to say it, you will definitely say it!"

The little bell was in a hurry: "What's the matter, I'm still dumb, grandpa say it quickly, I want to listen!" The little bell bared two little tiger teeth.

"I hope you can help me take good care of Ling'er!" the old man interrupted the little bell and said to the Peach Blossom Garden.

Regardless of whether the Peach Blossom Paradise agreed or not, the old man immediately stopped talking, but the momentum on his body exuded intentionally or unintentionally.

"After so many years of hiding in this remote corner, some people have forgotten about me, a dead old man!" the old man said to himself.

The old man stood up slowly, but his thin body stood straight: "In fact, what is the difference between living and dying, Ling'er, you must pursue your dreams, no matter how far away, no matter how bumpy, you can feel at ease!"

Little Bell nodded as if she didn't understand, she had a feeling that when he stood up, his grandfather would leave forever, but it was also when he stood up that the world changed color.

The old man looked up at the void, and bursts of thunder sounded in the sky, and the sudden storm, as if the murderous aura in the sky, wanted to blow away the dark clouds in the sky.

"If life only blooms once, I would like to be the last epiphany!" said the old man, stepping into the void step by step.

Instead of flying, he stepped towards the sky like a staircase, and every time he took a step, a thunderbolt and lightning fell from the sky.

Although there were only dark clouds and strong winds, it seemed that he was facing thousands of troops, and even so, the old man still walked without hesitation.

"Hey, I haven't agreed yet!" Peach Blossom Paradise is still confused, what is the situation, he just met in Pingshui, this old man is going to stage a good show of "White Emperor City Tuogu"?

Do you know, there was once a person, she was in the sky, and whenever he looked up, he could see her face, sometimes like a cloud, sometimes like a glow, but no matter which one it was, it was better than countless people in the world.

It's a pity that immortals are still immortals after all, for mortals, everything is like a dream, this is not only a prejudice, but also a rule, since ancient times, immortals have their own taboos.

And the old man did not hesitate for the dream in his heart after all, because he knew that after today, there would be no three words "Duan Wuya" in the world, yes, the old man's name is Duan Wuya.

"Grandpa," the little bell cried.

The old man didn't seem to hear it, and he walked more and more steadily, as if stepping back in time, and his white hair turned black a little.

On that day, the fairy stepped step by step into the mortal world, following the colorful clouds down the stream, but today, the old man stepped step by step into the sky, accompanied by thunder and lightning upstream.

The life span of a person is only a few dozen years, but the immortal can live forever, for people, the hurried years are a long time, but the immortal in the sky is a snap of a finger.

The old man laughed, and the thunder could not hide his wildness. The flying green silk, like a swimming dragon, waved his hand, and the thunder and lightning were also held in his hand, and two huge doors appeared in the sky, blocking everything.

"Buckle the Immortal Gate", the only way for mortals to become immortals, push open the two gates in the sky, commonly known as the South Heavenly Gate, you can become immortals.

But when the old man saw the door in front of him, he snorted coldly, if it was limited to this, as early as 40 years ago, he could become an immortal, but so what.

What the old man wants, but it's not as simple as becoming an immortal.

"Xianmen, hahaha, the old man has not fallen into the dog hole. As he spoke, he slammed his fist into the void, and a ripple rippled in the air, as if an invisible barrier had enveloped the earth.

The old man punched again, even more powerful than just now, and there was a cracking sound in the void.

"Enchantment?" Peach Blossom Garden's eyes narrowed, as if he remembered something bad.

"Let's go, respect your grandfather's decision. Peach Blossom Yuan turned around and knocked the little bell unconscious, and looked up at the sky again.

Another venerable old man! Ma Xiaopang thought of that old man again, the same determination, the same strength, and the same dream in his heart.

For the sake of his dreams, even if he is broken, he will not hesitate to do it? Whether it is worth it, Peach Blossom Yuan does not know, but he admires them, and if there is a day, he may make the same decision!

"Phew, I'm really scared my dad to death!, immortal, hehe!" Peach Blossom said to herself, a murderous glimmer in his eyes.

By this time, spider-silk cracks had appeared in the sky.

"Bold, who dares to destroy the Heavenly Soldier Enchantment" There was an angry roar in the void, and then a dark cloud rolled, and a faint figure appeared in the void, and that group of people, or immortals, some were bareheaded, some were wearing Taoist robes, and some were wearing battle armor.

"Come on, let people see what the world really is!" The momentum on the old man's body soared, but he ignored the scolding in the void.

"Bold!" A man in the void who looked like a general in silver armor was furious, and as he pinched a spell and called the old man, the spell turned into a general seal, wanting to suppress the old man alive.

The old man didn't care, punching and punching the enchantment in the sky, and the crack in the enchantment was even deeper, as if it would collapse at any moment.

But the general's seal fell on the back of the old man's heart, and the old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, but his eyes were full of determination, and he still punched and punched, just like the carving knife in his hand, that persistence, not just forgetting life and death.

The gods and Buddhas in the void were all a little surprised, how could a person be so not afraid of death.

But they forget that the longer they live, the more afraid they are of death, and they forget that some people are not afraid of death for the dream in their hearts.

However, surprised to be surprised, but the hands were not idle, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky were all using their means to attack the old man. But Duan Tianya still didn't look back, after all, he still hit the enchantment one punch after another.

"Poof!" a burst of audible voices sounded, it was the sound of a magic weapon piercing into the body, and the old man seemed to have become a hedgehog, with countless swords, guns, swords, and halberds stuck behind his back.

Blood flowed down like a waterfall, and there seemed to be a rain of blood in the air, which burned feverishly when it dripped on the ground.

The old man is dying, but the barrier is not broken.

"Is it still a little close?" The old man felt that he was about to fall asleep, his pupils dilated little by little, looking at the immortals in the sky, domineering appearance, the big sky seemed to transform into that long-lost face.

The old man tried his best to touch the face, the distant sky, but now he was dying.

Eventually, the old man closed his eyes, but his body did not fall, and everyone thought he was dead.

But a smile quietly appeared on his face.

"It doesn't matter which face you are, whether it's true love or betrayal, I've found my dream!" the old man muttered with his eyes closed.

The dark clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, revealing a clear sky, and the broken barrier was clearly visible.

The immortals and gods and Buddhas in the sky were paying attention to the dispersion of the dark clouds, but they didn't expect the old man to be able to punch when he was dying.

And this punch completely shattered the spatial enchantment.

In the shock of the immortals, the old man burned like a comet and completely turned to ashes.