"Cultivate the truth, cultivate the truth, from illusion to reality. A voice rang in Zhen Haizi's ears. He looked back and saw an old man sitting on a stone platform not far away, looking at him with a smile.

"Little Stone, you're back, do you know what hurts now? The old man was dressed in a cyan robe, his hair was white, and his face was full of red, and he couldn't tell how old he was. The old man's snow-white beard dragged all the way to the ground. It took a great deal of effort for him to throw his beard behind him.

The old man chuckled, revealing only two front teeth, and his eyes were full of love. Zhen Haizi, who was injured and had nowhere to escape, saw the old man, and all the memories in his brain became clear.

Zhenhaizi was a wanderer who had been away from home for many years, and when he saw his relatives, he threw down the wand of the god and demon in his hand and involuntarily fell down in front of the old man. "Grandpa, I'm back. Zhen Haizi lowered his head and said softly, with indescribable sadness in his words.

"It's all right, silly boy. When you get home, you don't have to be afraid of anything. The old man touched Zhen Haizi's head. He turned his head, the smile on his face had not yet faded, but his voice said with an incomparably cold feeling: "Two, come to my cultivation realm, have you made enough trouble?" It's okay, just please. ”

The Mystic Law Heavenly Monarch who pursued into this molten cave couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Before he could speak, the angry Heavenly Monarch on the side said sharply: "Who are you who dare to harm this Heavenly Monarch's business." ”

The old man couldn't help but be stunned, he snorted angrily: "Your senior brother, when you see the old man, you don't dare to reply like this." "Don't be angry, it's good to have something to say。。。。。。 The Mystic Law Heavenly Monarch on the side hadn't finished his words yet.

Seeing the old man wave the long sleeves in his hand, the two of them felt an irresistible huge force coming, and the two powerful Heavenly Monarchs were scraped without a trace. A pair of golden eyes loomed in the sky.

"Fellow Daoist, have you seen enough, do you want to come in and sit down. The old man spoke. He stood up, his robe was windless, and his long white beard flew up and down like a coiling dragon.

Feeling the anger of the old man, his golden eyes stared at the old man for a while, and slowly dissipated.

After doing all this, the old man saw that Zhenhaizi was lying on the ground, and he didn't know whether he was too injured or too tired, and he was already asleep. The old man sighed, he touched Zhen Haizi's scarred body and said, "Silly boy, you have finally grown up." ”

On the peak of the island, "Grandpa, when will I be like you." A large white boulder whispered. "Little stone, don't be in a hurry. There will come a day, and you will find the one who makes your heart ache. A white-haired old man stood beside it and chuckled.

It took 500 years of wind and sun to grow a pair of eyes. It can look down on the entire island from the high peaks. "Grandpa, when will I be like you. Its eyes stared at the drunken old man beside him, and kept asking.

No one answered him, and everything seemed to be the same as it was five hundred years ago, and there seemed to be something different. Originally, there were no people at the foot of the mountain, but I don't know when it began to become lively. People who migrated from distant islands built a village.

There was a loud noise, and the annual ancestor worship ceremony began. The villagers were blowing, singing, and shouting all the way to the top of the mountain. "Little stone, grandpa is leaving, you have grown up, and you have to face the rest of your life by yourself. ”

Watching the old man leave, the white stubborn stone was extremely panicked. "Offering sacrifices, I hope that the ancestral spirits can bless us with good weather and abundant seafood. A villager at the head saluted solemnly.

The stubborn stone looked curiously at everything in front of him, and these strange people were singing and dancing around it. The lively scene made it forget the troubles in its heart. A few jubilant children ran past it from time to time.

A little girl with a sheep's horn pierced accidentally fell beside it. White Stone's eyes widened and he looked at her curiously. The little girl looked at those eyes and cried in fright.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Xiaohua doesn't hurt at all. "Auntie, I saw the stone open his eyes. "Don't talk nonsense, if you anger the ancestral spirit, your father can't spare you. ”

A woman took her daughter and went down the mountain with the others. The little girl looked back from time to time, and she saw again the eyes on the rocks, which were staring at her curiously. She chuckled and waved her hand vigorously.

The cheerful appearance of the little girl was deeply imprinted in the heart of the stubborn stone. "It would be nice if I could do the same. "The unexpected night rain made the white stubborn stone fall asleep again.

After another 500 years, the white boulder grew its body, hands and feet. It didn't dare to go too far, so it could only wander slowly around its own body. The little stone jumped lightly, holding a bird that had just landed on the ground.

It chuckled, and its heart was filled with joy. Soon, it let go of its hand and looked at the dead bird in its hand with some blankness. "Why don't you play with me? The little stone stretched out a finger and kept plucking the bird.

It was startled by a commotion, and the little stone quickly jumped back into its body, and it saw the crowd at the foot of the mountain again. As usual, they blew and beat up the mountain.

Unlike before, the faces of the villagers were very solemn. An elderly villager saluted reverently, "Great Ancestral Spirit, I hope to bless us from the demon clan in the sea. ”

His words made the villagers cry bitterly. Little Stone looked at them blankly, he didn't find the figure in his heart. There you are. He shouted softly.

"Old village chief, don't engage in these useless things. The people of Ryuo Island said that if we sacrifice five virgins and virgins every year, we will not be embarrassed. A brawny man shouted from the crowd. "You're right, who wants to send their own children. "That is, you are a single household, and you want others to die. "Don't make any noise, let's draw lots." The old village chief stomped his feet.

The ancestor worship ceremony ended hastily, and Xiao Shi watched everyone walk in front of him one by one, and slowly closed his eyes. It didn't take long for it to wake up with a crying startle. The stout man pushed a villager down and said, "Bastard, you dare to run away if you say yes." ”

Several other villagers with torches also shouted: "That is, if you don't sacrifice your daughter, then Longwang Island will be blamed, and the whole village will be unlucky." "That's right, Zhang Laosan, hand over your daughter quickly. “

"Everyone knows that her mother went early, and I have such a relative left. Please, everyone, let us go. The villager leaned over and banged his head on the ground.

The villagers who were all related to their hometowns, and several villagers suddenly felt a little unbearable in their hearts: "It's all a family, or think of a way." "Okay, why don't you go and take him. The brawny man spoke.

"Found it, found it. One of the villagers exclaimed. A few villagers took out a little girl from the grass who kept crying. In the darkness of the night, Little Stone recognized her.

Five hundred years later, her cry is still so crisp. It chuckled and said, "Xiaohua, you came to play with me, look at me, this time I have grown hands and feet." “

The small stone leaped out of its body, and it ran towards the crowd with its hands outstretched. "Youkai, run. "One villager threw away the torch in his hand. The strong man gritted his teeth, took out a dagger from his arms, and roared angrily: "Damn it, pretend to be a ghost in front of me, fuck you." “

Xiao Shi subconsciously waved his hand, and a burst of lightning flashed, and the strong man was knocked out by its huge power. The villagers scattered in fright, and Xiaoshi shook his head blankly and slowly walked towards the little girl.

Zhang Laosan looked at all this, and a nameless courage arose in his heart. He picked up a torch and rushed forward desperately. He picked up his daughter. As he stepped back, he struck the small stone with the torch in his hand. "Get out of here, you monster, don't hurt my daughter. ”

Little Stone stood there, watching the father and daughter go away. "Xiaohua, why, don't you want to play with me. It whispered, feeling a little helpless for the first time. "Are you willing to give up your power and be a mortal? A voice shouted.

The little stone turned back and saw a monk with the head of an eagle standing on its body. "In this way, can you be like them? "Of course, I'll help you. The monk chuckled.

"To be a mortal, there will be no more boundless divine power. You're going to be miserable, you're going to be sad, are you sure you're going to do it? The Eagle Head spoke. "Am I going to have heartache too. Little Stone asked.

"Of course, if you really can't stand it ... Before he could finish his words, the Eagle Head was interrupted. "There won't be that day, Xiaohua, I'm here to play with you, don't run anymore. The little stone felt that the great power was passing away, but it smiled briskly.