On the top of the mountain, Xianjiang stood up and talked eloquently, "The path of the soul is the true avenue of heaven and earth. People in the world practice qi, martial arts, and transformation, but they don't know that only the divine soul is the foundation. Single-mindedly attached to this skin, mistaking the false self for the real self, and falling into the obstacle.

Look at the day, and then at the earth. At this point, the man pointed to the sky with his left hand and the ground with his right.

Wu Yan opened his mouth and looked at the sky, and then looked at the ground, the sky was still so blue, and there were still a bunch of stones on the ground.

"This world, but is it true, not necessarily. It's just something that exists for your eyes to see, for your ears to hear, for your hands to touch, for the truth.

Just entered my illusion, you just relied on the strength of your divine soul to pass by unharmed. can be replaced by ordinary people, everything in the illusion can be seen, touched, and felt, and that short mountain road is the world, and it is a life. "The fingers of the Xianjiang River wind down the mountain road.

Negative hands looked around, Xianjiang said generously, "This huge world is not a mountain road. What is beyond the mountain road, is it nothingness, or is it another world. If you want to break through this layer of confusion and get a glimpse of the truth, you can only get a glimpse of the true face of the world by practicing the soul path, breaking through the physical body, and wandering into thousands of miles. ”

Crazy, hearing the endless gushing of the Xianjiang River, Wu Jian made up his mind about this person.

This kind of person has no worldly moral concepts, does things without restraint, and what the world thinks is right and wrong in his eyes is completely unfettered, and only the so-called soul path is worthy of his cherishment.

Seeing that the other party still had no intention of stopping, his heart was irritable, and suddenly his mind changed, such a crazy act in Xianjiang, could it be that the tragedy under the mountain was committed by this person.

"There are many people who died in vain under the mountain, but your Excellency's means." Wu Jian interrupted the other party's words.

"Oh, those people, idle and idle, give them a ride." Xianjiang was a little dissatisfied with Wu Gan's interruption, and said lightly, it was like twisting a few ants to death.

"Huh." Wu Gen sneered, "That's a human life, how can it be disposed of at will." Although I kill people on weekdays, I never kill in vain, and Your Excellency is so ruthless. ”

Before the words fell, his body burst out, the broken knife was out, and he slashed towards the Xianjiang River with a sharp knife. The man was extremely dangerous, and was killed only by camera.

Suddenly, the Xianjiang River disappeared, and he was on a mountain. There is a cottage not far away, with smoke curling and chickens barking and dogs barking.

Stunned, Wu Gan's heart was shocked, and his eyes were slightly red.

Walking along the winding path, through the woods where the birds chirped, and across the stone bridge with mossy and fallen leaves, Wu Yan came to the front of the cottage. When I looked up, there was a plaque hanging on it, Dafeng Village.

Standing in front of the gate of the village for a long time, Wu Gen was silent.

Dafeng Village, this bandit village hiding in the mountains and has been burned down, born here since childhood, goodbye at this time, has its own indescribable taste.

Looking down, the young man's body was gone, and he became a child wearing a red belly pocket, and a droplet-shaped jade pendant was hanging around his neck.

Someone called himself from afar in the village, Wu Gen took a deep breath, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and walked in with short legs.

The watchtower in the village is still there, and Liu Heizi is lying on it and dripping and dripping. The square where the troops are usually ordered is still there, and the flags are hunting. The council hall is also there, and the four big words of robbing the rich and helping the poor on it are already a little mottled. The hut where he lived was still there, and Ma's second sister-in-law, who had fed her for a year, was scolding and chasing after the wild cats who stole fish.

People were constantly passing by on the street, greeting each other. The puppy wagged its tail happily, and the hen led a flock of chicks to the soil to eat.

"It's back, Stone Pendant."

"I made venison in the evening, come and eat it."

"Yesterday I grabbed a piece of cloth, come and measure it, and make you a dress."

“......”

Listening to the familiar voice, Wu Yan smiled and walked back to his room.

The furnishings of the house were still the same, a half-collapsed earthen kang, a table that had been picked up from nowhere, and an oil lamp placed in a hole dug in the wall.

Stretching out his hand and flicking it, a mark appeared on the dusty tabletop, and half of the broken rattle and broken bows and arrows were thrown on the table at will.

Wu Yan stood silently, motionless until it became dark outside.

At night, lighting the oil lamp in the hole in the wall, looking at the yellow flames that kept beating, Wu Gen gradually fell asleep.

In the dark, Wu Jian carried a lantern in his hand and stumbled barefoot. The lantern in his hand was half the size of himself, but in such a large lantern, there was only one oil lamp, and the flame emitted a dim light, illuminating less than a foot in front of him.

The darkness was like substance, constantly squeezing in from all sides, trying to extinguish that little light. Wu Jian protected the lantern, bit his lip tightly, and walked forward with the lantern persistently.

The black fog rolled around them, like poisonous snakes swimming, entwined in the lamplight. The flame of the oil lamp became smaller and smaller, and the light was robbed by the darkness little by little, and gradually only the size of a mung bean remained.

Wu Yan didn't say a word, staring at the lights that might go out at any time.

When I was in Gale Village, I don't know how many nights, I stayed alone in the hut, and the only thing that accompanied me and dispelled the dark fear was the dim oil lamp. Therefore, there is always a clay jar in Wu Qian's house, which is full of lamp oil. As long as this point is clear and unextinguished, the dawn of the next day will come.

The young man's face was a little pale, and he stubbornly put the lantern on his chest, and his arms were tightly protected, and he didn't know how long he walked, but the darkness finally failed to extinguish the lamp that was the size of a needle.

Light gradually appeared in front of him, and a milky white hazy light seeped in, and the darkness gradually faded helplessly.

As if unwilling to be defeated, the darkness continued to roll forward, trying to re-envelop the lantern. Light and darkness are intertwined, entangled, and confronted, just like a black and white whirlpool, and finally the battle line gradually stabilizes, bounded by Wu Gan, half of which is light and half is dark, like an invisible blade that cuts people into black and white.

His pursed lips relaxed, and a smile appeared on his cheeks, and he finally survived.

The mood relaxed slightly, the vision changed, and in a trance, Wu Jian found himself incarnated as a scholar, walking on the road, gray clothes and grass shoes, with a heavy bookcase on his back, staggering forward under the scorching sun.

In front of it was a market town, crowded and bustling, as if they were gathering to talk about something.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the scholar walked forward quickly, asking for some water to drink. The crowd was very crowded, rubbing shoulders. Struggling through the crowd, the scholar clutched his headscarf tightly with one hand to prevent it from being squeezed out by the crowd.

Suddenly, a heavy object fell on the scholar's head, and he was caught off guard and almost stumbled to the ground.

The scholar was a little angry, and turned his head to see a red hydrangea on the ground.

In the midst of the consternation, everyone's shouts became louder, some envious, some cursed, some urged, and when I looked up, a pretty and beautiful woman was standing on the second floor, with pink face and red lips, and her eyes were full of spring water.

The scholar stood still, staring at the woman stupidly.

Soon, someone took the scholar into the courtyard, and listened to everyone's discussion in ignorance, only to know that it was the rich lady here who chose a son-in-law, and she happened to take a fancy to the scholar.

There is such a good thing that fell from the sky in the world, the woman was beautiful and virtuous, the family was wealthy, and the two soon got married. A year later, the woman gave birth to a son.

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye, the baby has gradually grown up, and the woman has become a woman, but I did not expect a flying disaster to befall this family. A gang of robbers coveted the scholar's home finances and surrounded the scholar's courtyard at night.

dragged his wife and young son, and under the desperate protection of his family, the scholar finally escaped. The thieves chased after him closely, and in a hurry, the scholar stuffed the jade pendant engraved with the names of the couple into his son's hand, and he jumped out to attract the attention of the pursuers, but was finally caught by the thieves because of his lack of strength. Since then, the family has been torn apart and never heard from again.

Ten years later, the scholar who was caught in the robbers' den, endured humiliation and burden, accumulated power little by little, and became the leader of this gang of bandits, punishing the people who robbed their homes one by one. Over the years, he has also sent people to inquire about his wife's whereabouts, but in the end they found nothing.

When he thought that his life would pass like this, or he was killed by a newcomer usurping the throne or living in the countryside to die, he captured a young scholar who was traveling to study.

The old scholar, who is now the old village owner, was surprised at a glance that this person was so familiar. Under careful interrogation, Fang knew that it was his long-lost son. The young scholar took out the jade pendant given by his father before parting, and the father and son couldn't help but cry.

After this encounter, the old scholar saw the light of day, dismissed the bandits, returned home with his son, and found his old wife with gray temples. The family is finally reunited, and the bitterness is sweet, and the family is happy. When he was 100 years old, the old scholar slowly closed his eyes under the watchful eye of his descendants.

When he opened his eyes again, the foreground seemed to turn, and Wu Jian found that he was already a wild boy.

Originally the son of a small tribal leader, when he was young, his tribe was destroyed by other large tribes. Less tall than a wheel, the boy narrowly escaped being killed and was brought back as a trophy to serve the chief's daughter.

The headman's daughter didn't care about the boy's origin, and gave the boy food and clothes from time to time to protect the boy from being bullied by the clan.

In this way, as the years passed, the boy slowly grew into a sturdy young man, a talent of the outfall, and many girls in the tribe were in love, and there were often girls singing love songs in front of the young man's hut.

If nothing happens, the young man may marry a young girl, raise children, and integrate into the tribe completely.

But one night, the headman's daughter came to him and told him secretly. Because it is quite popular with the women of the clan, it has aroused the envy of some people. Make a small report to the headman, saying that this son has grown up, if it is to avenge the original tribesmen, wouldn't it be a problem to raise a tiger, it is better to take advantage of its fledgling wings and kill a trouble.

The head man was also moved, because he found that his beloved daughter also liked this young man, which touched his own scales. The daughter was originally going to marry another large tribe, but in order to cut off her heart, she decided to kill the young man.

Hearing the news, the headman's daughter was anxious, brought a large bag of gold and silver that she had accumulated over the years, and immediately came to find the young man and told him to flee for his life at night.

The young man was so frightened that he stole a horse and fled overnight.

Later, the young man used the gold and silver as a gift to join another tribe, and because of his bravery and resourcefulness in battle, he gradually became the second person besides the leader of the tribe.

The chieftain's growing age, coupled with the youth's high prestige among the tribe over the years, made him willing to abdicate and give way to the virtuous. Since then, the youth has become the new leader of the tribe. The young man who ascended to the position of leader was ambitious, and he attacked the surrounding tribes in all directions.

The young leader soon wiped out many tribes and became the largest force in the region, and the youth became a prime man. Soon, the tribe that had taken them into slavery became an obstacle to their ambitions.

The leader of the prime of life personally led the army to kill this enemy who had brought humiliation to him. The old man has died, and he is in the prime of his army, and he has won successive battles.

At this time, the daughter of the head who grew up with him and has never married ran out. Under his leadership, all the tribes surrendered. Looking at the woman who was already a little wrinkled, the prime-aged leader sighed and solemnly married her, and since then the two tribes have completely merged.

The leader was still not satisfied with the current situation, and continued to attack. At the age of fifty, he finally established a vast state and was crowned emperor.

Standing on the high platform in the palace, looking at the distant mountains, the rivers are faint, and thousands of soldiers are kneeling, the emperor can't help but feel excited. After decades of vicissitudes, I finally became the first person in the world.