"It's just a few magic sticks, Miss go back to the house, otherwise the master will blame us again"

The guard said, glancing at the crowd outside and waving to leave. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

How could a good town come to the mountain beasts? They were talking in their dreams during the day, and the young ladies all came out, and if anything went wrong, they couldn't eat and walk around.

"Alright, it's really unlucky, let them go," said the girl, looking disappointed, and then turned away after a few words.

The town is peaceful, as in the past, with the appearance of a busy city, and the quiet atmosphere has not changed in the slightest.

Xiao Ye muttered, and began to doubt the words on the mountain.

"Forget it, maybe someone is joking"

He smiled, ignored it, remembered the purpose of his trip, and headed towards the center of town.

The sun was setting, the dusk was slowing, and a whistling sound in the distance broke everything.

On this day, the mountain beasts attacked.

The purple bell is long, the mountain road is ten thousand steps, and everyone is descending together, getting farther and farther away from the mountain.

The person at the bottom, the true body on the purple leaf sank, and then fell into the endless sea of fog.

This is very sad, it makes people numb, the ancient artistic conception, the evolution of the red world, the people in it forget everything, they have to cross in the mortal world, and they can only go up if they are detached.

"Failed, it's not my reason" Mo Ran sighed lightly, looking at the mountain path and falling into deep thought.

This is too difficult, the mountain beast is very simple for them, but for the people in the realm, it is like a behemoth, this is the gap between monks and mortals.

"Dead, incomprehensible, the mountain beasts will come at dusk, only half a day, even if the people in the town are prepared, but the ending may be the same"

The second time, the mayor of the town was not there, he thought it was the reason, but when he thought about it, even if he was prepared, so what?

Mountain beasts, no one is invincible, this is doomed to everything!

"Cultivating the Fa, cultivating the spirit, for the sake of the degree!"

Mo Ran's eyes lit up, this time, he carved a divine text in the mountains, which was a law on the immortal scriptures.

The ordinary Fa is too difficult for mortals, and it takes half a day to let Jing Zhong learn it.

And it just so happens that the Taiyi Sutra, which is known as the Divine Auxiliary and Creation, has been recorded in one of the fragments, which can allow mortals to have the power of monks in a short period of time.

"If you can use this method to cultivate your own memory, then everything will be solved!"

On the mountain road, the boy stepped out and began his third attempt.

On this day, Xiaoye returned from collecting medicine, he saw the words of the mountain, and learned it with great interest.

He had heard of adventures, and it was rumored that there were immortals flying in heaven and earth, but he didn't think he was so lucky, but the content of these words was very interesting, anyway, it was empty, so it was better to give it a try.

"I'm flying?"

A figure soared into the air, Xiao Ye looked stunned, and then realized something, and his face was filled with joy.

It was like a dream to him, could he have become an immortal?

"Ah Xiang will be surprised when he sees it," he said with a smile, not bothering to collect medicine, and flew down the mountain in a blink of an eye.

Along the way, he looked down from a high place, and the people were very small, as small as bean paste.

"Uncle!" Xiao Ye fell, waving his hand and shouting.

"You're... Xiaoye?"

Uncle Zhang was stunned, he had lived for so many years, and it was the first time he saw someone fall from the sky.

Xiao Ye is shy, I don't know how to explain it, can it be said that he has become an immortal? I'm afraid no one will believe it.

As before, on this day, at sunset, the mountain beasts attacked.

Xiao Ye was taken aback, his face was a little scared, but he thought that he was already an immortal, and he shouldn't be like this.

He's determined to save the townspeople!

Sure enough, on this day, blood came, and the town panicked, but at the same time, a young man was born and drank back the beasts with the strength of one person.

He is like a god from nine heavens, who comes out in the most dangerous time, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

"Are you awake?" whispered an old woman in an inconspicuous corner.

She seemed to be asleep, she had been rickety, her eyes were dim, but on this day, her eyes bloomed with a little light.

But then, she closed her eyes again, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, crystal falling, full of sighs.

Time flies, the years are fleeting, Xiaoye and Ah Xiang have long been married, this is a simple and quiet woman, not peerless, but there is a unique beauty.

"Are you going again?" the woman got up and groomed the people next to her, her eyes tender as water.

She understood that the man in front of her was no longer what he had been, he was a great hero who had fought off countless mountain beasts and saved one town after another.

"Don't worry," the man said, waving goodbye and drifting away.

I don't know how many times this kind of scene has been performed, but five years have passed since he first obtained that Fa.

His cultivation is getting stronger and stronger, and when he raises his hand, he can move the heavens and the earth!

This is the real immortal, at least in the eyes of mortals, but in his heart, gradually began to doubt.

The world is too big, and when you are in a high place, you will see more, and you will feel more and more small.

"Mountains are not mountains, they are still difficult to climb, where is this, and who are we!"

He yelled, stood on the top, looked at the mountains and rivers, he should have been heroic, but at the moment he was laughing and crying!

The so-called paradise is nothing but a broken piece of land, and those mountain beasts, similar to them, survive for survival.

"Who wrote it, and why did you teach me, so that I could see it," he muttered, bitter in his heart, not knowing who to talk to.

Here, he is like a god, and everyone fears him, but at the same time, he is gradually alienated from him.

He is not stupid, he has already known that this will be the case, but he is very helpless, he can only be alone, taste all the loneliness.

"A hundred years later, things are not people, what should I do?" Xiao Ye whispered, thinking of a terrible situation.

Even though everyone is afraid of him, at least they can see each other, and Ah Xiang, the two are very affectionate, but their life span is limited, and they will part one day.

"Ah Xiang!" On this day, he came back very early, perhaps touched, and he was reluctant to let go of the woman in front of him.

The two hugged each other and were silent for a long time.

"This is the method of immortality, cultivate this method, and be able to be immortal together like me!" He was very solemn and told Ah Xiang everything and what he had encountered.

"Husband, you... What are you writing about?" the woman asked, her eyes beautiful and a little confused.

She saw Xiao Ye writing, but strangely, there were no words on the paper.

"Can't you see?" the man was shocked, the pen in his hand fell, and even his hand trembled slightly.

What does it mean to see the words that can't be seen, is this Fa only appreciable to him, and only he can cultivate?!

So what about the future? The whole world is really silent, and he is the only one left!

"Husband, as long as you stay with me, this is enough," the woman smiled, stretched out her white jade hand and hugged the person in front of her and took her into her arms.

Without Xiao Ye knowing, she burst into tears, laughing and crying.

That day will finally come, and she has already understood that her husband is very powerful, an immortal, and will live longer than herself.

Ten years later, the man went berserk, and that day he went home as usual, but he couldn't find the one he loved, and the house was empty and sour.

The most feared thing finally happened, Ah Xiang left, leaving a piece of paper: Don't think about it, the concubine is fine, don't think about it.

"I'll find you!" Xiao Ye said, his eyes resolute.

He can soar through the clouds and fog, the mountains and rivers are all under his thoughts, Ah Xiang's departure is because he doesn't want to see her grow old, he doesn't want to let him down, and he leaves himself the best moment.

But he didn't care about this.

However, year after year, he never found it.

On the edge of the cliff, a figure sat quietly, his eyes were gloomy, his face was full of stubble, and his figure was very thin and had no energy.

He was like this, looking at the mountains in the distance, the town under the mountains, for a long time.

One day, people came to the silent mountains, and the height here should not be accessible to mortals, because there is no mountain path, and the steepness is surprising.

"This hairpin, you still carry it," the person said.

But the man on the edge of the cliff still did not move, as if he had long since died, and kept sitting there.

"Dreams are like clouds, twenty years later, you still haven't understood, are you still sinking in dreams?"

A soft cry sounded like thunder.

The mountains tremble, the gravel falls, and if the scene is apocalyptic, the black clouds press down on the mountains, rolling and roaring.

At this moment, the man moved, his eyes looked back, "Back then, you gave me a hairpin, twenty years have passed, you are still the same, perhaps, a hundred years later, you are still the same"

"A hundred years, okay, wait for you for a hundred years! If so, I will personally help you get free!" The figure disappeared, leaving a faint sentence.

The breeze was gentle, the sun rose and the moon set, and on this day, that figure came again.

The man's breath was different from the past, that method was very magical, even if he didn't use it deliberately, it was still effective, reborn his muscles and bones, and full of mana.

If in the past, he just raised his hand to move mountains, then at this moment, the so-called sun, moon and stars seem to be plucked with one hand.

"You're coming," the man began, and he didn't run away, standing up and facing the man squarely.

The years are extraordinary, and he can cut down thousands of people, but he is too weak for him, at this moment, his spirit is full, his blood is surging, and after the washing of the cultivation method, his temperament is as rich as jade, and there is no sloppy feeling.

"Enlightened?" the woman smiled, her elegance peerless, and tears bloomed in the corners of her eyes.

"Ziqing?"

Maybe it was the same time thirty years ago, he asked, and he learned everything.

In the town, the old woman who sold hairpins had cultivated the Fa just like him.

At that time, he was just a mortal, until he encountered a mountain encounter, learned a method, and gradually cleared the fog.

But he still hasn't woken up, and if he can't cultivate the Fa and can't achieve detachment, everything will be repeated!

Fortunately, he woke up, thirty years ago, his memory came back and he understood who he was.

"Qiyue Liu, even though it has lost its divinity, but as a treasure, it is really magical" Mo Ran opened his mouth, pointing to the flow of divine light, activating the hairpin.

Here, he has cultivated to the pinnacle, stronger than himself outside, and raising his hand to melt ten thousand methods is easy for recovering this treasure.

"You have guessed that the people who entered the Zihuan Creation are all here, but the time of this scene is different, I came hundreds of years earlier than you."

Qiu Ziqing said, for some reason, her eyes were a little evasive, and her emotions were strange.