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Time passed slowly, and Lian'er, in the end, did not break the branches, as if feeling bored, climbed on a branch, and fell asleep quietly.

The starry sky here seems to be very quiet, and the surrounding stars have no signs of life, which is even darker than the place where they have walked before.

There are no shooting stars, no Milky Way flowing, this preaching tree, it has been a long, long time since it took root here, so long that the surrounding stars are dim, and it is still here.

There were monks who came here just to prove the Tao in their hearts, and many people realized the Tao under the tree, but after leaving, they never came back.

It is here, it can be regarded as lonely, if Mu Hao does not come, I am afraid that it will still sleep until it is dim.

Mu Hao has entered the realm of enlightenment for ten days, and in ten days, all his breath is restrained, and he looks like an ordinary mortal.

On this day, he opened his eyes.

In his eyes, there was no shocking light, there was just an ordinary mortal mang, he slowly raised his head and looked at the dim starry sky, like an old man in the twilight, looking at the sky blankly.

Mu Hao stretched out his hand at this moment, and in front of him, nine pages of scraps of paper appeared, nine pages of scraps of paper, all of which were found in the Babel Tower of the Tianyin Sect at the beginning, and the words on it were too ancient for him to understand, but the words that he had learned in the barbarians in the twenty years of walking in the starry sky had already been understood.

The nine pages of the fragments, at this moment, were put together to form a complete text.

"Complete Taoist ......"

Mu Hao muttered, looking at the complete scripture, this is one of the three great wonder scriptures, the Dao Sutra, increasing the divine sense.

"Tianxingjian, the two rituals follow the Tao for eternity, the thoughts of the gods are endless, the thoughts of the soul are endless, this is immortality..."

"Tianxingjian, the four seasons are constant, the meaning of spring is exhibition, the meaning of autumn is Tibet, this is longevity..."

"Tianxingjian, after the break, then establish life and death, the realm of the void is the beginning, the realm of reality is the end, this is immortal..."

"Skywalker ......"

Mu Hao felt this complete Dao Sutra, and after all the imprints were imprinted into the sea of knowledge, he gradually closed his eyes, and his divine sense, at this moment, began to skyrocket.

As soon as his mind moved, the coverage was so large, the stars were in full view, and he had cultivated the complete Dao Sutra, but he did not feel the slightest sense of joy.

When he looked up, he was still staring blankly at the dim starry sky, like an old man in the twilight, as if looking for a direction.

"I ...... Who is it..."

Mu Hao muttered softly, his voice was very small, but it still came into the Dao tree behind him, and the old tree sighed and remained silent.

He looked at the dim starry sky, as if he was looking for an answer, which he knew very well, but now, he had forgotten.

"I, who is it..."

He muttered again, his voice was a little louder than before, faintly less confused, but still not firm, he originally knew who he was, but now, he didn't know.

"Am I Mu Hao...?"

He raised his hand and looked at his palm, the palm prints seemed to represent a number of lives, criss-crossed, and none of them represented the end.

In his life, it is like walking in this palm print, crisscrossing the road, making him more and more confused, and what supports him to go on is only a firmness.

At this moment, in front of the ruins, after so many days, a meteor finally crossed over, and his gaze always fell on the meteor until the meteor disappeared, and the light in his eyes became dim.

The meteor has a place where it can fly, but his way, perhaps, has long been lost.

"I am a chess piece, from the moment I walked out of the secluded country, I walked into a game of chess, I thought I broke free from the chess game, but I just fell into a bigger chessboard..."

Mu Hao laughed at himself, his path has experienced too many life and death, ups and downs, three heart changes, one life change, perhaps, he has long forgotten the original intention of cultivation.

"I walked out of the way of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, but it was always the way of the ancient emperors, not the way of my Mu Hao, from beginning to end, I didn't take even a single step for myself...

"If I have the word in my heart, why should I preach..."

In Mu Hao's eyes, a bright light appeared.

He has forgotten his original intention in his practice, his intention in life and death, his past in creation, and his ...... Myself.

He turned out to have forgotten everything.

A simple answer, he forgot, and when he couldn't remember everything, he remembered himself.

When a lamp, I don't know who to light it on, when a light, I don't know who it is clear, when a door, I don't know who to push it for, when that person, I see all the living beings, but I can't think of myself, perhaps, there is no road ahead.

He walked the path of others, saw other people's scenery, and now, he wants to enjoy his own scenery, no matter how ordinary it is, the flowers there are also blooming for himself.

The answer was forgot, and now, he wanted to get it back.

"I'll remember, who I am..."

Mu Hao's eyes had an unprecedented clarity, and the Taoist tree on the side, after feeling the breath on Mu Hao's body, also had an unprecedented sense of vibration, and the three thousand leaves resonated....

Under the Tree of Enlightenment, there have been many cultivators of the Dao, but there has never been a single one, just the enlightenment, which resonates with the Three Thousand Dao.

He sat cross-legged, the aura on his body was very ordinary, as if he was a mortal, without the slightest fluctuation in cultivation, just like that, sitting there, gradually closing his eyes.

In the starry sky, there was also a whistling wind, which ruffled Mu Hao's hair, and the dim starry sky seemed even more lonely, Mu Hao's vitality was slowly disappearing after closing his eyes.

Until the end, under the Preaching Tree, a body without the slightest vitality was frozen there, and even the Preaching Tree did not know when Mu Hao would wake up, perhaps, it was very long, or perhaps, very short.

In a flash, it is ten years, for the vast starry sky, ten years is just a flick of a finger, but for Mu Hao and Gu Wu Zhixiu, ten years is enough for a lot of things to happen.

Everyone in the South Great Wall is looking forward to Mu Hao's return, and they are also practicing frantically.

It has been thirty years since Mu Hao's departure, and in the past thirty years, a lot of things have happened, and the cultivation resources of the entire Guwu Continent are all dedicated to cultivating disciples, and the cultivation of heaven and man in the Great Wall of the Four Directions has also increased a lot with the help of the cultivators of the gods.

On the Demon Sealing List, more and more monks are on the list, but as time goes by, the vastness in the Four Realms begins to cover again, and the seals are gradually loosened.

Thirty spring and autumn, for mortals, may have passed the age of standing, no longer young, and once young and frivolous, but in the end, it will eventually return to the ordinary.

For the monks, the people are still those people, but when they look up, the confusion in their eyes is deeper.

Today's Mu Hao, sitting there, is much more ordinary, no life, no breathing, but such an ordinary figure has put too much pressure on the Dao tree behind him.

"Returning to the ordinary is the way in his heart..."

The Daoist Tree looked at Mu Hao, who was enlightened, not every monk can maintain his original intention to practice, once he forgets his original intention, he forgets the way he came, and there is no way back.

The road that was buried deep and did not change its original intention turned into a way back after a while.

once looked up at the starry sky, and the dream he made when he was young had already been scribbled.

The wind blowing from hundreds of years of cultivation blows the sting pain in the heart, and no one can understand it.

A sip of bitter wine that falls into a dream will seal up how much of the past.

Shocked by the colorful glow above the nine heavens, a touch of fire tree silver flower prosperity, just to bloom a mortal flower.

......

In the past ten years of enlightenment, Mu Hao has really forgotten, forgotten the Tao of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and he thought of the one who sat on the moss in the back mountain and often looked up at the starry sky.

There is no exaggerated heart, no confused eyes, a little, just the words spoken at the beginning, every word and sentence are from the bottom of my heart.

"It would be nice to be able to just take you with me every day, just like that, and look at the stars like this..."

"Look at the brightest star, you say, when we are old, can we see it..."

"How tiring it is to practice, if only I were a mortal, I don't have to fight and kill, I can plant a piece of land and support myself, it's good..."

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