High in the sky, the water vapor condenses into a grain of ice chips, and the fine ice chips slowly fall towards the ground, the wind is gentle, gentle and soft, so that these ice chips are erratic, and in the uncertainty, the ice chips gradually change into snowflakes.

However, no snowflakes landed, and in the low sky, these beautiful ice crystals bloomed, and the snowflakes bloomed like fireworks, blooming into countless and small pieces of light, and then disappeared in a very short time.

The sight in the air is so bizarre, and so are the snow-colored flowers on the ground.

Here, the flowers bloom in the form of snow and ice, and the shape of these flowers is the same as before, but they are made of ice crystals and snow white. The posture of the flowers, even if it is the same species, will be subtlely different, and it looks like a work of art when you look at it closely, but from a distance, this sea of flowers is a white expanse.

And the petals of the flower seem to be stained with light, and when the wind blows, it ripples with endless fluorescence, and the picture is beautiful and dreamlike.

"I remember that Lao Jun once said recently," Mu Zhaoling stopped and looked at the vast white flower field, and his mind gradually drifted, "Chance depends on luck." ”

"It's not that if you encounter chance, you will be lucky, and if you don't, you will be unlucky, but that chance itself is full of variables. ”

Great chance pays attention to luck and personnel, among which the variables are unpredictable, and those with cause and effect are not necessarily good things.

"A small chance is like the icing on the cake, and there is nothing wrong with it. And the big chance ......"

Thinking of this, his distracted eyes returned to focus, and then continued to walk forward.

"It's okay to have a small chance, but a big chance will definitely be accompanied by a big calculation, it's a muddy water that can't be muddy, I'm a little giant spirit god, isn't it good to live an ordinary life-"

Shaking his head helplessly, his eyes became dim, and his expression was a lot more resentful, he looked down at his white hand, and then looked at the distant horizon ahead, "I'm definitely unlucky." ”

"Forget it...... It's useless to guess too much, just keep going......"

These were just a few of his thoughts along the way.

The long road, the unpredictable time, this situation is beyond the scope of his control, and he is a little anxious.

.........

In autumn, I have always felt the slightest coolness, and after winter, it is also true, but the latter is cool in my heart and easy to confuse people's hearts.

After a long, long walk, again, he stopped.

Mu Zhaoling felt his patience and became patient with this quiet and peaceful world.

"What's going on...... this feeling made him even more anxious, "I've experienced countless things, and there is obviously no disruption, but what's going on?"

"I've had patience with things like this. "With patience means being able to wear off, and as long as you continue, sooner or later there will be a time to shake the mood.

For most gods, it is normal to practice in retreat for thousands of years, just as mortals need to breathe air, and they do not have the impatience to think about it.

Unless, there are other thoughts that involve him, so that deep down he is unwilling to stay here all the time.

Mu Zhaoling is not a brave person, he also has things that he doesn't dare or don't want to accept, but most of those things will not change much even if he admits it, and even adds to his own unhappiness.

It's like he has always been unwilling to accept that his appearance is his 'real' appearance, because even if he accepts it, he will not grow strong muscles, and he will fall into a state of grief for a long time, and if he does not accept and escape this reality, then he will at least live a little more comfortably. - Regarding this, his current quibble is 'skin', and in the name of 'skin' to distinguish his appearance from his interior, 'skin' is not important to the outside, but the inside is the most important.

- Even if it's other gods, they don't usually care about what they are inside.

And according to the aesthetics of the great immortals, this guy's 'skin' is obviously more Taoist than him.

Whether it is a human or a god, as long as he is still lacking, there will inevitably be places that he does not want to look at directly, and there are more things that Mu Zhaoling does not want to look at directly, and the one he encounters now belongs to the category that can be changed.

So whether he wants it or not, he has to accept it.

"Concerned... Concerned ........"

The eyeballs were shaking unnaturally, and Mu Zhaoling was actually... Panicked, he was afraid, afraid that the things he cared about were related to the mortal world, but this possibility was the greatest.

He didn't think in this direction because he was afraid, on the contrary, the more he was afraid to touch it, the more he thought in this direction.

"Mortal ...... I'm worried about the world?"

In the way of self-questioning and self-answering, layer by layer, the truth under the veil is exposed, this psychological process is not pleasant, like a new skin, as soon as it touches the air, it stings.

"But what is there in this world that I care about?"

Countless ice crystals and snow-white flowers emitted thin points of light, like a layer of mist, hazy and slowly extending towards the sky.

"Could it be human?" "Familiar faces flashed through his mind, and then followed his heart, "...... Not so sure......"

"No, it's wrong. ”

"Why is it the mortal world instead of the fairy world?, is it because I like it here?" Although this is a self-question, Mu Zhaoling has already accepted the 'yes' answer in his heart, and he is very panicked, coming to this answer is equivalent to choosing a strange path, then he will have to face more confusion.

"What's so good about this world?"

Good and bad bits and pieces, endless words.

“......”

In this way, it is better to add another question, what is good about the fairy world?

In their respective world structures, he was significantly freer and less constrained in the mortal world, but what about in the immortal realm?

He is just a little general, he can only go with the flow, and even being killed by the waves in the next moment will not have any effect......

But.

They are the mortal world and the immortal realm, both within the framework of the Heavenly Dao, so this idea is not valid.

Mortals are suitable for the mortal world, immortals are suitable for the immortal world, and those who transcend must fall into the swamp of suffering—this is the macroscopic conclusion.

Mu Zhaoling felt his heart ache slightly, and he came up with an answer that even he could not accept.

"Motherhood... Virus ......"

Without speaking, these trembling words sounded clearly in his ears.

"Is this what it's called 'from the mortal world'?"

"Heh... It's really sad that even with systematic suppression, this virus still affected me. ”

"Even if I think rationally and conclude that this is the cause of the virus, I don't want to admit it in my heart...... Even questioning this conclusion is wrong......"

"The system's suppression of the virus is not so perfect, with Zhu Xuan's living example, I have to wonder if I have also been affected by some origin......"

"No, if you don't have personal feelings, the effect is certain......"

The snowflakes in the sky gradually decreased, and even the light that broke in the air became thinner, but it didn't matter anymore at this time, because the fog and light from the ground had overflowed......