obviously has excellent talent, but for the sake of a brother who has no blood, he feels worthless to give up the fairy fate.

However, how can the young ruthless person know so much, but he keeps begging the old man to save her brother quickly.

Seeing this, Feng Qing couldn't help but close his eyes and shook his head slightly, he felt for the first time that sometimes, as a mortal, it was also a kind of luck to understand what he needed and what was worth paying for.

A short life, but it has an extremely bright brilliance.

"In that case, the old man will do as you say."

The old man sighed, and then a pale palm grabbed out, and suddenly the white mist churned, and many symbols spread out.

Imprinted in the void.

The ruthless man was caught and drowned in this misty white mist. Just when she was about to be completely lost, the deepest part of her soul burst out with a dazzling light, and faintly, rolling and rolling.

……

The mountains in the distance are towering, and the mountains do not overlap, these mountains are not so-called majestic, and they are full of spiritual beauty like picturesque.

The sound of rain, ancient temples, Buddha statues, prayer flags, and wooden fish comes from the boundless distance, but when you listen carefully, it is like those sounds and rhymes are in your ears, constantly echoing and lingering.

The gentleness of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River and the tranquility of the ancient temple in the mountains really crushed all the quiet and good times, and entered the world safely and softened the time.

Among the mountains stacked on top of each other, there is a turquoise "jewel", the gem is surrounded by mist, giving people a feeling of boundlessness, the eyes jump, the shadow of the mountains is like nothing, like a flowing landscape painting, only immersive can feel the beauty of this place.

It is not as vast as the sea, not as deep as the sky, but it contains a kind of tranquil atmosphere.

The green water is worry-free, just because of the spring breeze noodles.

A fishing boat slowly emerged from the mist, and an old fisherman wearing a hat held the boat's penny, moving slowly, as if completely integrated into the picture.

At the stern of the boat, there was a woman, dressed in white, graceful and slender, and the breeze blew, and the woman's white dress danced gently, as if blending into the surrounding white mist.

After a long time, the woman woke up leisurely, stood up, and looked at Siye in confusion.

The beautiful woman in white stands on the boat for a while, but she wants to make people look at it.

Such a poetic woman in white, but there seems to be a thick fog on her face, so that people can't see her face clearly.

She didn't ask where it was, like a passing passer.

"Uncle, how many years have you lived here?" The woman in white asked. Her voice is ethereal and intoxicating.

"Seventy years." The boatman replied.

The boat penny cleared the clouds, and the rippling water pushed the boat along.

"Between the mountains and rivers, what does the old man think." The woman in white asked again.

"There is water in the mountains, there are mountains in the water, layered, charming eyes, I have been ferrying here for 30 years, seeing that the mountains are no longer mountains, seeing the water is no longer water, and I see myself through the mountains and rivers, I am no longer me, I am a part of the mountains and rivers."

The boatman spoke slowly, although it sounded a little godly, but it contained a special rhythm, which was the understanding of this world!

A mortal, with a short lifespan of a hundred years, has comprehended something that ordinary monks cannot understand in hundreds of times the time.

Everyone is like a candle, and the mortals, unlike the monks, have bloomed their own dazzling brilliance in that very short time, although it is short, but it is incomparably magnificent, brilliant to the extreme.

"If this old man is a monk, he may have become a hegemon." The ruthless man thought.

For the rest of the day, there was nothing to say from the boat, only the sound of the penny paddling through the lake.

The cicadas dry forest wants to be quiet, and the birdsong mountain is more secluded.

The ruthless man closed her eyes and felt the laws of this heaven and earth, and at this moment she felt as if she had entered a special state.

As soon as I closed and opened my eyes, I came to a familiar and strange world, an ordinary soul, but with an astonishing cultivation, and I realized the Tao in my dreams for thousands of years.

These realizations are sublimated at this moment.

The ruthless person only felt that there was a little bit of starlight gathering on her soul, which made her soul more and more transparent, like a piece of flawless glass.

"Buzz."

A cool and fairy feeling appeared in her heart, and her soul was sublimated again, and at this moment, her soul level exceeded a certain realm, and it was completely integrated with her physical body.

There was no surprise, no shock, just a feeling of coming naturally.

"Whew"

The ruthless man exhaled a breath of white air lightly, which couldn't help but make her sigh, the red dust world is really wonderful, a simple conversation, a simple thought.

It's like a key that unlocks a lock that traps you.

"Uncle, what you said made me understand a lot." The woman in white said softly.

Although the fishman has no culture, the accumulation of more than 70 years has brought the sublimation of wisdom.

He knew that the woman in white with a hat who couldn't see her true face was not an ordinary person, but what difference did this make to him.

Again and again, he crossed over and over the lake, one person after another. And this woman is just another ferryman.

"Girl, everything is like a scene that comes to an end, only the mountains are eternal, and it is a beautiful scenery to cross it, but it is only one in a thousand reincarnations." The fishman said, and without saying a word, he drew a penny and walked through the waves.

I don't know when the clouds dissipate, and the bright moon rises leisurely.

The boat docked, the wooden boat left, the clouds and mist shrouded, and the figures dissipated.

The woman in white watched the wooden boat and the old fishman leave, and she couldn't help but think that the powerful monk, everything starts from the mortal, goes against the mortal and ascends to the immortal, slowly and leisurely.

If the life span of a monk is condensed into a short period of 100 years, what kind of brilliance will burst out?

The clouds and mist were shrouded, a gust of wind blew, and the figure of the woman in white had disappeared.

The dream-like sight vanished, but the demon remained.

An aura as cold as a knife struck, cutting through the void.

The ruthless man's lips rose lightly, "The clouds open and the moon is bright, and the blue sky is shining." ”

In an instant, a turquoise mark appeared on the top of the young ruthless man's head. When she opened her eyes, the depth of them was like a cosmic galaxy, making the viewer deeply immersed in them and unable to extricate themselves.

On the path of cultivation, if you want to go to the end, you must go out of your own way.

Through the present, although the ruthless person has been using the method recorded in the Heaven Devouring Demon Attack and the Immortal Heaven Gong, she is also constantly trying to create her own method, and with the birth of the soul, the last obstacle disappears.

The clouds open and the moon is bright, and the blue sky is shining.

This is the supreme method created by the ruthless Hongchen Dream Road to the present, which belongs to oneself, ancient and modern. Carrying a unique breath outside the sky, not afraid of cause and effect, not stained with red dust.

The clouds open to clear the fog, and the bright moon reflects the heart.

The blue sky sees cause and effect, and the sky is illuminated.

In an instant, the world fell into eternal night, and only a bright moon broke through the clouds, and that kind of brilliance was not moonlight, endless, layered.

It's like a blue sky derivation!

The blue light swept across the world, and there was not a single life in this world, and the mountains and rocks dodged.

At this moment, the appearance of the young ruthless person has undergone an amazing change, like the most beautiful snow in the night, like the lily blooming in the night, she walked alone, her clothes were lightly brushed, she had overcome the vicissitudes of the world, the fairy world was holy, and there were endless words.

"You...... How could it be ......"

The coarse cloth youth was told when he stood up, and was frozen in mid-air, his eyes disappeared fiercely, and some only had a look of disbelief.

"You...... But...... I...... The best...... Sister ......"

The coarse cloth youth wanted to reach out and touch the cruel man's face, but before he could finish speaking, he vanished.

"The catastrophe of becoming an immortal is so weird, if I am the person concerned, how can I break free."