In the first hundred years since Bai Yunzhu left his hometown, his cultivation had surpassed that of Yun Longzi, and Yun Longzi had nothing to teach him.

Yun Longzi has always said that the proudest thing in his life is to accept such two apprentices, and when the time comes, the two of them will inevitably be famous in the cultivation realm, even if he dies, it is enough to laugh at Jiuquan.

But when Bai Yunji heard his words, his expression did not change in the slightest, and he was silent for a long time, and he said softly, "Master, I want to go back and have a look." ”

"If you enter, you will be immortal, and if you retreat, you will be mortal, can you think about it?"

Yun Longzi has not seen clearly what his apprentice wants for so many years, and he always feels that he is deliberately avoiding something.

Bai Yunji nodded, didn't say anything, a flying sword appeared out of thin air and landed at his feet, a light whistling sound came, Bai Yunji was dressed in white, and swept towards his hometown.

Yun Longzi looked at Bai Yunzhu in the distance, his eyes were full of guilt, and he whispered in a voice that only he could hear, "I know, it's okay." ”

Po Kyushu looked indifferent, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, his hands around his chest, looking up at the sky, with anticipation and a trace of hidden jealousy.

In the past, Bai Yunzhu would count a number from time to time, from the beginning of one to the last five hundred and eighty-three, with an interval of more than a hundred years.

Whether it is Yunlongzi or Po Kyushu, they don't know what the meaning of these numbers that popped up inexplicably in Bai Yun's mouth is.

It's just that Po Kyushu still remembers that in the fortieth year of his junior brother Bai Yunzhu's worship to Wanjian Mountain, after he said a number tremblingly in his mouth, his originally cold face showed an extremely painful look, which was the look he had never seen on Bai Yunji's face in his life, so his memory was still fresh.

And when Bai Yunji had been here for fifty-one years, he muttered to himself a number, "Three hundred and eleven." ”

That day, it rained heavily, and Po Kyushu saw his junior brother Bai Yunzhu kneeling on the ground, kowtowing heavily to the east three times, and then standing in the rain with his sword and not moving the place for a whole day.

It wasn't until countless years later that Po Kyushu knew what his little junior brother's strange actions were for, and he understood why he counted those meaningless numbers, but at that time they had turned against each other and were endless.

The two stubborn people, neither of them refused to be the first to bow their heads, until the day of the fall of Bai Yunji, the arrogant Bai Yunzhu who had been arrogant all his life lowered his head, but at that time, the broken Kyushu was still in the trapped dragon array, but he could no longer hear it.

A day later.

It took three years when he came, but now Bai Yunji, who has stepped into the immortal path, only took one day to reach the place where he was born and raised, the place called Baijia Village.

But Baijia Village, which was once full of vigor and laughter, is now desolate and dilapidated, there are dry bones on the side of the road that have not had time to be buried in a hurry, the river is dry, the ruins are broken, and the weeds are overgrown.

Bai Yun's figure staggered, walking towards the wine shop in his memory step by step.

"Dad, mother, Yun'er is back."

When he finally found the wine shop in his memory, as long as he opened his mouth, the figure of his father and mother running out no matter how busy he was no longer seen, he only saw two jars at the door of the wine shop, with two old animal skins the size of palms pasted on them, with two vague names written on them

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Words, Bai Qingshan, Wen Rulan.

Bai Yunzhu, who has never frowned after being cut off three fingers in his life, or the white-clothed sword fairy who has not changed his face when he has been pierced through his chest with a sword, his irrepressible lips trembled, kneeling at the door of the wine shop and holding two ashes, crying silently.

And the sign that used to be called the wine shop of the world, there are only four words written on it, there is death and no life!

"When I was a child, I felt stupid and gullible the old man's words."

"There are stars in the sky, and manpower can take them off, one for the wine shop, and the other for the bed."

"Later, when I grew up, natural disasters hit the village, and the walls of Baijia Village collapsed."

"The blue bricks and green tiles of the past disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the boy was gone."

"I heard that there are immortals in the world, who can turn back time!"

"In the blink of an eye, it's been a thousand years."

"At the door of the house, only the wine containing the parents was left, and there was a broken fence that told the pain."

"But there is no wine in the wine shop, and there is no prosperity in the world."

"The starry sky is still bright, but the innocence is no longer visible, if you ask me where is my hometown in life?"

"There is nowhere to be a hometown in the cultivation path, and the immortals are also confused on the way back."

"Young man, return to your hometown quickly, don't look for immortals and forget your father."

At this moment, a sloppy old man appeared as if out of thin air, and on his shoulder sat a little girl carved in pink, dangling her feet, singing this somewhat awkward ballad, which made people feel sad.

But Bai Yun, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't seem to hear it, his eyes seemed to have lost the look he should have, he already knew the reason for the matter, but he had always refused to face it.

That old man is still the old man that Bai Yunji saw when he was a child, he has not changed in the slightest for so many years.

"What's wrong? The white-clothed sword immortal Bai Yunji, who is famous in the cultivation realm, also has a day of dilemma? ”

The old man put the girl down, touched her sore neck, twisted it a few times, and said in a playful manner.

But Bai Yunzhuan just had empty eyes and didn't respond in the slightest, and the old man didn't care, and continued, "That's right, on the one hand, the parents who gave birth to themselves and the lives of the whole village in Baijia Village, and on the other hand, the teacher who taught him the Immortal Dao method, it is indeed a little difficult for you." ”

The sarcasm in the old man's words was obvious, and he sneered and kicked the columbarium in Bai Yun's arms to pieces, just like when he kicked on the stone.

"After all, how can the grace of nurturing compare to the kindness that makes you embark on the path of immortality, isn't it Bai Yunji? Yes? Since you don't know how to choose, you just go and die, what are you doing while you're still alive, how can there be so many things when you die? ”

The old man's voice gradually increased, and he seemed to be very unpleasant to the white-clothed sword fairy kneeling there, and kicked on his body again, twice, three and four times, I don't know how many times he kicked it, the old man looked a little tired, he picked up a stick from the ground and whipped it on Bai Yun's body again and again.

While whipping, he also said, "I let you not know how to choose back then, I let you go to cultivate immortals, I let you be afraid of death, I let you never go back, I made you ungrateful, I let you not go home to see your father..."

But no matter how the old man kicked and beat, Bai Yunji was like a walking corpse at the moment, and he no longer had a soul.

An hour later, the sloppy old man finally stopped, pointed to Bai Yunji's forehead, and said breathlessly, "You think."

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Why everything will be all right without talking? Aren't you dead in heart now? Then you should hurry up and die. ”

"I've heard people say that when people die, they will go to the reincarnation realm, and when they get there, they may be able to see their father and mother, they must be very happy, and they will happily say, Yun'er, you have also come down to accompany us! We've been waiting for you for a long time, come on, we're reunited as a family, huh? Bai Yunji, is this the result you want to see? ”

The old man's voice was hoarse, not knowing whether it was anger or sadness, and after saying these words, his whole body seemed to have lost all his strength, and he sat down on the ground.

And Bai Yunji, who was kneeling on the ground, had a monstrous red glow in his eyes, he glanced at the sloppy old man, and said in a cold voice, "Bai Yunji, you didn't know how to make a choice back then, and I will help you do it." ”

In an instant, the white-clothed sword fairy on the ground exuded a monstrous evil aura all over his body, and seven flying swords appeared around him in an instant, this is not over, at the same time as these seven flying swords flew out, somewhere, a flying sword that had been sleeping for an unknown number of years woke up like a giant dragon, let out an angry roar, and flashed away in the direction of Baijia Village.

And the sloppy old man who was called Bai Yunji by the white-clothed sword immortal rolled out of his eyes, "Life to death, death or life, what should I do!" ”

And the white-clothed sword immortal with fluttering clothes showed a coldness on his face at this moment that could only be seen on Zimo's face, and his body that had originally flown out paused in mid-air, "Bai Yunzhu, you are wrong, this is called putting death and rebirth!" After all these years, you still haven't understood. ”

The moment the words fell, the eighth flying sword appeared next to Zimo, the name of the sword, there is death or no life!

"There is death and no life, live to die, put it to death and live after!"

Zimo's hearty laughter came, and his figure disappeared in an instant, leaving only the ragged and sloppy old man, his name was Bai Yunji, that white-clothed sword immortal Bai Yunji!

He seemed to understand something at this moment, and in a trance, he seemed to see his own life.

Life is the beginning, death is the end, and the middle between life and death is life.

Life is a process of living to death, and in this process, people are truly alive.

Every day, every month, every year, is a process, but everyone's time is different.

Death is the end of life, and this is the meaning of life to death.

Since we are destined to die, then our life is to have death and no life, which is also the way of the sword that Bai Yunzhu comprehended back then.

Using the artistic conception of death to kill the soul of the living, this is also the reason why Bai Yunji was called a sword immortal back then.

Because of the white-clothed sword immortal, his subordinates have never lived.

He was a young man, and he was praised by his master as a rare kendo wizard in the cultivation world for a thousand years, compared to his senior brother Po Kyushu, and some people even secretly compared his qualifications with the Shura Emperor who controlled the starry sky.

Because it only took him a hundred years to step into the realm that his master once longed for, leaving his senior brother far behind.

But then he accidentally discovered a secret, because of this secret, he and his master turned against each other, and severely injured his senior brother Po Kyushu, and since then he has disappeared.

And this secret, after Zimo came here as a third party, he gradually discovered the clues.

This year, in Baijia Village, the peach blossoms are still brilliant.

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