The morning breeze wakes up the remote village

Ye Gyu woke up from his sleep, got dressed and walked outside.

The morning sun shone directly into his face.

He turned his head to look at the room where he was living, thoughtfully.

How long has it been since he came here?

Compared to the beginning, the house has changed a lot, maybe because he has lived here for a long time, he has not felt this change.

He couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

After all, he's leaving here today.

Retracting his thoughts, Ye Gyu returned to the house.

He walked over to the table and picked up his baggage.

Among the baggage are several well-read books.

He had already memorized the contents of the book.

At this moment, there is movement on the other bed in the room.

Ye Gui looked at his younger brother who woke up and said with a smile, "I'm sorry for waking you up."

The boy on the bed didn't seem to notice what Ye Gyu said, he just kept yawning... Then fall asleep again and fall asleep on the bed.

His mood became complicated.

An agreement made him stay here for more than ten years.

He has also wondered many times whether this time is completely meaningless.

But when this time was coming to an end, he was so reluctant.

Goodbye, Ye Li.

When I went to the capital, I don't know if there will be a chance to meet in the future.

Even if there is a time to say goodbye, will we be the same as before, as we are now?

Ye Gui walked to Ye Li's bedside, covered Ye Li's quilt, and then walked out with his baggage.

There was already a coachman waiting at the entrance of the village.

"This son, this is going to the capital, presumably to gain fame" The coachman drove the carriage through the mountains, and when he encountered a relatively flat road, he talked with Ye Gui.

"It is naturally the long-cherished wish of my generation of scholars to gain fame, enter the imperial court to show their talents, and finally go down in history." Ye Gui replied with a smile.

"After the son soars, don't forget the coachman who took you to the capital." The coachman surnamed Liu seemed to have opened the conversation,

Ye Gui listened to the coachman's words while looking at the clear blue sky.

Fame and fortune? That's not what he wants.

In the capital, there are things he desires more.

It's the buried, the forgotten...

What the road ahead, Ye Gui has no way of knowing.

He turned his head to look back, and the village had disappeared into the distance.

But in any case, he finally took a big step forward.

It's noon

Ye Li woke up again, he got up from the bed, looked around, and found that Ye Gui had left.

Although he had known it for a long time, Ye Li seemed unable to accept this fact.

He cried and ran outside the house, as if trying to catch up with Ye Gyu.

Outside the house is a sunlit world.

The scorching sun passed through his body and set his heart on fire,

Ye Li, whose eyes were hazy with tears, didn't know what he tripped up.

He fell to the ground and groaned in pain.

The double pain of body and mind crushed Ye Li.

He tried to get up from the ground, but the pain came from the bruised wound.

From a distance, Ye Li lying on the ground looked like a ridiculous loach.

The loach writhed and stretched out, as if longing for someone to pull him up.

No one could pull him.

But the sword can.

I don't know when, Ye Li's outstretched hand showed an extra long sword.

A stream of white light flowed down the sword into Ye Li's body.

The shackles in Ye Li's mind were washed away by the white light.

Memories poured out.

Ye Li lost consciousness, but he had unconsciously stood up.

With his sword in both hands, he slashed towards the sky.

To the sun that once mocked him.

In that instant, day turned into night.

The sunlight of that moment was cut away by the sword.

The eyes of people nearby were covered in darkness, and then quickly returned to normal.

Ye Li let go of his hand, and the long sword fell from between his hands.

But the sword did not land, but turned around and flew into the sky, and then stabbed at Ye Li.

The long sword sank into Ye Li's body.

Ye Li fell to the ground.

At this time, he was in a long dream.

In his dream, he trekked through the mountains and rivers and walked through the city alleys.

He's come a long, long way.

The farther he went, the more blurred the scenery became.

At the end, all that was left was gray chaos.

In heaven and earth, it seems that he is the only one.

He could no longer take a step forward.

He was lost in the chaos.

Ye Li woke up from his dream, and at some point, he lay on the bed again.

The sun had set outside the house.

In the darkness of the night, the house can only be lit by oil lamps.

Looking in the direction of the light, there was a man in ragged clothes sitting at the table by the door.

The man looked at Ye Li and showed a hint of a smile.

"You.... Who is it? Ye Li asked in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

"A mountain man who has traveled the world." The man smiled lightly, and his expression seemed very approachable.

"Then I.... And who? ”

The man's composure was shattered by the question.

He looked at the young man in front of him, and the confusion on the young man's face didn't look like he was pretending.

So the man fell into deep thought, and after thinking for a long time, he responded, "Who do you think you are?" ”

"I don't know." Ye Li suddenly hugged his head with both hands, revealing an extremely painful expression.

Two torrents of memories converged in his mind.

Every moment I recall is as if there were two different people, in different places, doing different things.

But the two are so similar. So much so that Ye Li couldn't tell which one was his real self.

Or neither.

As time progresses, the boundary between the two strands of memory becomes smaller and more blurred.

Unconsciously, Ye Li was already deeply trapped in it.

"You don't have to think about it." I don't know when, the man has walked to Ye Li's side, he grabbed Ye Li's shoulder and shook it vigorously. "There are answers to all questions, and I don't know if it's just because the time hasn't come."

Ye Li raised his head and looked into the man's eyes.

Dark and deep, reassuring.

The tide of memory receded from his brain, and Ye Li returned to reality.

Seeing this, the man smiled again.

"Having said that, if you keep stopping, the answer won't come to you." The man began to speak his thoughts, "Do you know who in this world knows the most about the things of the world?" ”

Ye Li showed a puzzled look and shook his head.

"What I'm talking about is the cultivator who knows the mysteries, the fugue is too empty, and knows the way of life and death." At the mention of this, the man's voice couldn't help but be a little higher.

"Is it someone like you?" Ye Li asked as if he didn't understand.

"I'm not the same as them," the smile on the man's face became a little embarrassed as he answered the question. "I used to be on the path of monasticism, but now I am no longer in the path."

He continued, "Because of this, I can't teach you about a cultivator, but I know that there is someone who can train you to be a cultivator who stands up to the heavens and the earth. ”

"And where is he now?" It is not difficult to see from Ye Li's words that he has accepted the man's invitation.

Seeing Ye Li's easy agreement, the man was a little surprised.

He raised his head and looked out the door, as if he wanted to see something through the mountains and rivers.

"In Tongzhou, Lubei, there is a mountain called Xuxuan, and on Xuxuan Mountain, there is a sect named Xuxuanzong." The man recounted the words from his memory. "Once there, you will be able to embark on the path of cultivation."

Ye Li's face showed a puzzled look.

"As for the person who taught you to cultivate, you will know when you get there." The man's tone somehow became lighter, perhaps thinking of something joyful. "Let's talk first, when you get to the Void Xuan Sect, you can call me a senior brother."

"Is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

"Why Senior Brother?"

"Well..... There are a lot of things involved, I'll talk to you about it when I get to the sect" The man yawned and gently brought Ye Li's question over.

With that, he turned and walked to another bed in the room.

"If it's all right, let's leave tomorrow." The man did not show any politeness, and lay straight on the bed. "It's a long way to go, and it's going to take many days of trekking, so you need to get some rest today."

While Ye Li was unconscious, the man finished reading the letter placed on the table.

Although the encounter was just a coincidence, if what was said in the letter was true, it seemed that the matter was not so simple.

The author of the letter, Ye Gui, seems to be Ye Li's brother, how true is what he said in the letter? Why don't you mention him to Ye Li?

The man sighed in his heart: This family is really not simple.

If he didn't have these years of experience, the man would never have rashly contacted Ye Li.

But times have changed, and what was done in the past is no longer appropriate in the present.

Bringing this child named Ye Li into the Xuxuan Sect is not only for the sect, but also for himself.

The man named Xu Wu was full of thoughts and fell asleep.

It was late at night, the wick of the oil lamp had long since burned out, and the house was dark again.

Ye Li's gaze wandered in the darkness.

He had a lot of thoughts in his mind that he couldn't tell, and he didn't know how to speak.

Become a monk and you will know the answer. Ye Li remembered what the man had told him.

So he closed his eyes and began to look forward to the future.