Chen Changsheng sat down cross-legged and chatted with the monk.

"It's been a long time since I've spoken to anyone else, and it's been ten years in the blink of an eye."

"What about that one?"

"He'......"

It's about the sloppy man in front of the wooden house.

Yi Zuqian said: "He fell on this island seven years ago, and he was washed here because of the wind and waves, and I saved his life, and I told him a lot at that time. ”

"But after a year, he's crazy."

Chen Changsheng paused after hearing this, and said, "Are you crazy......

He turned his head to look at the man holding the fish and gnawing on it, but he didn't look like crazy.

Chen Changsheng said: "For Daoists, this kind of madness should not be difficult. ”

Yi Zuqian nodded and said: "That's what I said, but in fact, it's for his good not to save him, he went crazy after only one year, if he comes to his senses, how should he deal with himself in the remaining six years?" ”

"This is also his fate, he asked for immortals alone, he found a way through shipwreck, but he couldn't survive this loneliness, he was destined to have no immortal fate, so if he was pitiful, there was nothing to be pitied."

It's not that these practitioners are indifferent.

Yi Zuqian's words are also true.

That sloppy man, indeed without that qualification, nor that perseverance, is nothing to be pitied.

In comparison, Yi Zuqian was already very benevolent.

Chen Changsheng asked, "According to Daoyou, should I send him back to the human world after that, or enter the realm of cultivating immortals?" ”

"Although he has no qualifications, it is also a creation to be able to come here, and at that time, he will only give up if he realizes his shortcomings, otherwise even if he is sent back to the world, he will find it again."

Yi Zuqian smiled helplessly and said: "Saying that he has perseverance, he can cross nine hundred miles of mountains and seas to find here, saying that he has no perseverance, and he will go crazy after only a year after arriving here." ”

Chen Changsheng said: "Maybe it's because this loneliness is too tiring. ”

"Perhaps."

Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked, "What about Daoyou?" In the past ten years, Daoyou has been on this isolated island in the barren sea, have you ever been confused in the years? ”

Yi Zuqian said: "Naturally, I have also been confused, and sometimes I will look at the rising sun in the distance and be stunned, sighing how small I am between heaven and earth, and sometimes I will be cranky and forgetful. ”

Yi Zuqian smiled: "But isn't this just cultivation." ”

"Yi often feels that this is a practice destined to be experienced, it is time, it is tribulation, it is the cultivation of the mind and the self, it is the inevitability of my cultivation path, not accidental."

For the current Yi Zuqian, who has been left here for ten years, he only regards it as a silent practice, looking at the sunset from afar, like a drop in the ocean.

There may be many, many more on his cultivation path in such a special ten years, but this one must be the one he remembers most clearly.

Chen Changsheng said: "The mayfly is in heaven and earth, a drop in the sea, even if it is a monk, it is also small between heaven and earth, and this trip is worthwhile." ”

Yi Zuqian was in a trance after hearing this, and muttered: "A small ...... in the sea."

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, Yi Zuqian also agreed with this cultivator from the 'mortal world' at this time.

Night falls.

Chen Changsheng sat on a reef, his eyes looked over, saw the starlight circulating in the distance, lay down, and gazed at the sky.

It was as if he was the only one between heaven and earth.

The sound of the waves outside rustled in my ears.

People are small, immortals are small.

The same is true for mayflies.

Chen Changsheng is also insignificant.

It's like sand in the wind.

Indeed, as the Taoist friend said, this is a practice.

Chen Changsheng closed his eyes and lay on the reef as if he had fallen asleep.

On this lonely sea.

Chen Changsheng seemed to have a big dream, he was drunk in the dream, boating on the sea, the wind and waves were not stopped, they were all bumpy, he lay on the boat, feeling the turbulent waves.

Take a sip of turbid wine and look at the infinite world.

It was like a flat boat, and it suppressed the galaxy for thousands of miles.

This night is long, a practice.

………

"Fellow Daoist!"

At dawn, a thick fog rose over the sea, as if the world had shrunk.

Chen Changsheng was woken up by Yi Zuqian.

Yi Zuqian smiled kindly: "The flying boat is coming, fellow Daoist, we should also go." ”

Yi Zuqian's cultivation is over.

Chen Changsheng woke up from a big dream.

Yi Zuqian said: "Daoist friends realize the Tao in their dreams, which is really extraordinary. ”

Chen Changsheng arched his hand and said, "It's not as ethereal as Daoyou's ten years. ”

"Fellow Daoists, please!"

"Please!"

A huge flying boat emerged from the mist.

The sails peeked out of the sea.

"Boom!"

There seemed to be a quaint bell ringing from the top of the flying boat.

Someone poked his head out and looked at the dock in front of him, but at a glance, he found that there were three people waiting there.

"There are people who go back this time."

The monk at the bow was a little surprised, after all, such things are not common, this flying boat travels once every ten years, and it is rare for anyone to board this pier.

"It's a rare thing."

Not only did there be people on board, but there were also quite a few monks who went to the mortal world this time.

Chen Changsheng looked at it, but he felt a little surprised, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, didn't you say that very few monks came to the mortal world?" ”

Yi Zuqian glanced at it and found that there were many people on the board.

Yi Zuqian said: "Judging by their clothes, they should be the children of Xianshan, maybe they came to the mortal world for something." ”

Behind them stood a man in scruffy clothes.

There was a bit of confusion in his eyes, looking at the huge flying boat and not knowing what to think.

In the past few years, loneliness and cold have tormented his body and mind, not only madness, but even forgetting to speak.

As he was talking, he heard an exclamation from the flying boat.

"Senior Brother Yi! But Senior Brother Yi!? ”

Yi Zuqian was recognized.

The Lingyue Immortal Island monk on the flying boat exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly jumped off the flying boat.

It is inevitable that the brothers will talk a little more when they meet.

"Senior brother, at that time, the kraken was in trouble, and only after escaping did we find out that you were not on the ship, and then we searched for several times, but we found nothing, and I thought you were ......"

"Why didn't Senior Brother send us a message?"

Yi Zuqian explained: "I was seriously injured, and I was really helpless. ”

Immediately, he introduced to his junior brother: "This is Chen Daoyou. ”

"I've seen Chen Daoyou."

Chen Changsheng replied with his hand, then looked up and asked, "There are quite a few monks who have come to the mortal world this time......

"Most of them are here to find out the traces of evil spirits."

"I see."

Chen Changsheng didn't ask much.

"What evil?" Yi Zuqian asked.

Immediately, his junior brother explained the matter of the spirit cage.

Yi Zuqian was also surprised, as if he didn't expect that there would be such a place in this world.

"Senior brother, Chen Daoyou, let's get on the flying boat first."