Deep in the forest, in a dimly lit cave.

A figure fell abruptly with the sound of the howling wind, and after looking around with his eyes, he stroked his beard, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then nodded with satisfaction, before he dropped the young man behind him.

The old man stretched out his right hand suddenly, and with a slight effort, he released a slightly whitish flame. The flickering light of the fire suddenly expelled a lot of the darkness in the stone cave.

With a slight shake of his right hand, he took out a few sticks of firewood from the space ring and placed them in a circle on the ground. The tip of his right finger moved slightly, and a tiny flame quickly swept towards the center of the circle.

With the arrival of this flame, the firewood placed on the ground was lit with a sound on the ground, exuding a warm breath, which quickly expelled the darkness and dampness in the stone cave.

Through the beating firelight, staring at Qin Yan, who had fallen into a deep coma, a trace of worry flashed on Mo Lao's face. With his legs crossed, leaning against the stone wall, he sat down slowly.

At the moment when his butt touched the ground, a powerful and soft aura emanated from Zhihai, approaching Qin Yan's Zhihai little by little, wanting to see what was wrong inside.

But he didn't dare to exert too much force, after all, Qin Yan's problems were caused by heart disease, and he lost his belief in victory.

Even if it was a refiner like Mo Lao, he had to carefully infiltrate his divine sense. This level of effort is definitely no less than the amount of energy required to complete a refining tool.

With the continuous exploration of divine consciousness, Qin Yan's spiritual world gradually opened the prelude to him.

The originally misty and clear sea of knowledge was now wrapped in a powerful killing aura, like a violent wind, rolling the sea of knowledge up a thousand layers of waves, constantly fluttering.

Looking at this scene, Mo Lao's heart gradually sank.

His heart was slightly dark, and with a slight step of his feet, he swept towards the center of the sea of knowledge.

Because in that central place, it is the core of the entire sea of knowledge, and it is Qin Yan's true soul!

After flying above the sea of consciousness for a while, I saw a small golden figure sitting cross-legged on the continent in the center, with his eyes tightly closed, as if he was experiencing something, judging by the degree of convulsions of his face, he should be experiencing something extremely painful.

After seeing the golden villain, Mo Lao's heart slowly relaxed, patted his chest, breathed a long sigh of relief, and sighed: "Fortunately, as long as the golden villain's light does not dissipate, it means that Qin Yan is still saved." ”

Who knew that as soon as the heart here was put down, the brilliance around the golden villain flickered, as if echoing the other party's words, and it was a little dimmed.

"Not good!"

As soon as the brilliance of this golden villain dimmed, the surrounding sea of consciousness was like a huge tsunami, the waves were surging, and the powerful waves quickly washed away Mo Lao's divine consciousness projection, and faintly, there was a posture to drive it out towards the periphery.

"Apprentice, hold on!"

Just before he had time to say such a sentence, Mo Lao's divine consciousness projection was completely submerged in the huge waves.

Gradually, the rolling of each huge wave was accompanied by a trace of the killing aura of the yin, and that powerful aura not only converged upwards, but also completely filled the sky above the sea with a layer of black mist.

......

The golden villain opened his eyes suddenly, and his fierce eyes, like two bright little suns, expelled a lot of the violent negative aura around him.

What is life, what is death?

Everything in the world, from the moment of birth, begins to enter the track of death!

So, what's the point of being born?

In Qin Yan's mind, the summer cicada suddenly appeared, crawled out of the dirt with difficulty, broke through the heavy skin on his body, let out bursts of chirps, and flew high!

However, once the summer cicada breaks through the ground, it means that its life is only such a summer!

Even if it's only such a summer, he still wants to bloom his loudest singing voice!

Even if it's only such a summer, he has to work hard to break out of the cocoon!

The life of the summer cicada is to be able to sing in the last summer!

The cocoon of the summer cicada is a new life!

Time and everything, the cycle of life and death, seems to be a fixed number, and often some animals can break out of the cocoon and regain their lives.

Just like the eagle that is proud of the sky, in the early stage of his own life and death, he will break all the bones of his body, and then constantly flap his wings, in order to be proud of the sky again!

Once successful, the goshawk has a new life!

The caterpillar has gone through many difficulties and dangers, and finally broke out of the cocoon and turned into a butterfly, so that it can soar in the sky and interpret its own life!

All of this seems to make my own eyes enlightened and faintly touch the mystery of life.

Life is indeed the process of chasing death. But in the process, the most important thing is that you can bloom your own brilliance!

And all this requires dreams, and it is necessary to chase the footsteps of dreams!

A good man should throw his head and spill his blood for his dreams. Only by daring to fight can we win a glimmer of life in the endless dead air.

Qin Yan's eyes were no longer empty, and gradually brightened.

The ultimate of life is death, and the ultimate of death is life!

There is no clear boundary between life and death!

A person who lives, has no dreams, no pursuits, is as obscure as a walking corpse, this kind of person is alive, which is equivalent to death!

Although a person's life is very short, he still releases his blood all over his body, chasing his dreams, like a meteor crossing the sky, leaving the best brilliance in this world!

This is life!

Thinking of these in his heart, Qin Yan only felt that his chest was filled with a nameless pride, and the gushing blood kept hitting his heart.

His right hand slowly clenched into a fist, tapping his left chest, and his eyes gradually moistened.

Although he didn't know how hot his blood was, he knew that as long as he lived in this world for a day, he would never be able to stop chasing his dreams, and only in this way could he win the meaning of life!

"Whoa!"

At the moment when Qin Yan had enlightenment, the surrounding sea of knowledge also suddenly calmed down. The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing a warm light!

See the clouds!

As the sun appeared, Qin Yan gradually closed his eyes, as if he was contemplating something.

His hands turned slightly, and his body writhed with it. If you look closely, you can see that he is carving a circle.

"Poof!"

As his comprehension deepened, his hands were freed up with two strengths. In the left hand, there is endless vitality, and in the right hand, there is endless death!

The whole person was still paddling so slowly, and with the continuous movement of his hands, the qi of life and death was slowly injected into it like a face.

In an instant, the light behind Qin Yan burst into flames, and a Yin and Yang Pisces diagram suddenly appeared. What is different from the past at this time is that the center of the Pisces diagram is the fire dragon condensed by Qin Yan's Gong Method.

"Roar!"

The scale armor of the fire dragon's body trembled, emitting bursts of dragon might, like a pillar, fixing the surrounding life and death qi, allowing it to rotate slowly according to a fixed track.

"Drink!"

The golden little man let out a loud cry in his mouth, and his hands gradually pulled out of the Pisces diagram. Without the action of external forces, the rotation speed of the Pisces diagram was obviously slower, but it was still rotating slowly.

"Close!"

The Pisces diagram in front of him quickly shrank and turned into a small formation, condensed at the feet of the golden villain, still slowly rotating.

"Boom!"

As the Pisces diagram of the place where the sea was perceived took shape, the depleted land dantian suddenly let out a roar, quickly absorbing the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth. Just like the man who has been hungry for a long time, he gulps and swallows the energy around him.

The endless killing aura quickly condensed with the righteous qi of Haoran, turning into a larger Pisces diagram, hovering within the dantian.

When he had done this, the little golden man stretched out his right hand violently, wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead without a trace, and sat down on the ground with great difficulty, gasping for breath.

Staring at the Pisces figure hovering on the ground, a smile of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

"Whew~"

As the divine consciousness returned to its place, Qin Yan's body trembled violently, feeling the influx of the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, and his tightly closed eyes also slowly opened, and he exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

After experiencing this great change in the sea of knowledge, his eyes have become deeper, and the sharp energy in the past seems to be hidden by it, replaced by a strong self-confidence.

Looking at the changes in the young man in front of him, Mo Lao's heart was ecstatic, and his face showed a look of relief.

A seventeen-year-old boy, if he doesn't restrain his sharpness, he won't live long in the world of martial artists. Only when you learn to forbear and put away your sharpness can you truly be proud of time.

If it is said that having strong self-confidence means having the heart of a strong man, and reining in his sharpness, it means that Qin Yan has the qualifications to become a strong man!

After slowly cultivating for a while, he filled his depleted dantian before he got up and moved. The divine consciousness looked inward, feeling the changes in itself, and couldn't help frowning, and shook his head a little helplessly.

His strength has not improved slightly, and he is still the appearance of a seventh-order martial artist. However, his own sea of knowledge seems to be much more abundant than before.

Looking at the expression on Qin Yan's face, Mo Lao snorted out laughing, stretched out his right hand, stroked his messy hair as if caressed, and said with a smile: "The gap in martial strength is just the length of time it has accumulated. Only when you truly comprehend the realm, it is only a matter of time before you break through. ”

Listening to Mo Lao's words, he just nodded slightly, and a trace of solemnity suddenly flashed on his face, as if he was thinking about something.

"By the way, there's something I have to tell you about now!"

When he said this, Mo Lao quickly put away the excitement on his face and changed it to a solemn look. When he saw Qin Yan's serious appearance, he slowly took out a thread-like ancient book from the space ring and solemnly handed it over to Qin Yan's hand.

"Originally, I planned to wait for you to reach the martial spirit realm before giving it to you. But now things have changed, and Master has encountered some tricky things on the spot, and he needs to rush over to solve them quickly. Therefore, you should practice this book first, and if there is anything you don't understand, you will study it yourself. ”

After a pause, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice and admonished: "If the master can't come back, you can take this ancient book and go to the Heavenly Evil Academy to find a teacher to teach you how to refine weapons." If we do it quickly, we should be able to meet at the Heavenly Evil Academy!"

After saying this, he stood with his hands in his hands, and after a moment of silence, nodded solemnly.

"Time is running out, it took a lot of effort to come to save you this time, let's say goodbye today!"

He took out a bag of gold coins from the space ring, threw it to Qin Yan, and reminded: "It took a lot of time for you to recuperate, and the three-month deadline you set with Ruoxi at the beginning, don't delay." As he said this, a flash of love suddenly welled up in his eyes, and then he turned sharply and sped away towards the door.

Pinching the ancient books and money bags in his hands, looking at the figure of Mo Lao leaving quickly, Qin Yan's heart, somehow, actually swelled with a touch of sourness.