Ling Zhen is still quite young, only in his early twenties, but that life experience is actually very rich, much better than ordinary monks.

He once accidentally fell for a sinister and vicious plan, and strayed into the "mirror return to the ruins" of his sixth brother-in-law Zhang Yiyi.

In that glazed, unpredictable fantasy situation, I have seen all my relatives being cut one by one and killed in half.

Although it is indeed just a virtual illusion, the terrifying, weird, bloody and cruel posture of the dead is no different from the real thing.

After Ling Zhen witnessed it with his own eyes, the trauma to his soul really couldn't be attached!

During the three-year period of filial piety, the ninth son of the Ling family also entered the territory of the Ten Thousand Swords of Yu Youcong every day, insisted on tempering his Dao heart, and repeatedly experienced the extreme torture of life and death.

Constantly dying and regenerating, born and dying again.

Experience the pain, bear the pain, get used to the pain, until you finally fall in love and enjoy the pain.

Ling Zhen's mentality, or "state of mind", has been cultivated bit by bit and has been tempered to be quite tenacious.

It is like a golden stone, and the ability to adapt to the environment is extremely high, and the quality can be called fierce!

It will never be because he was inexplicably caught in this world, and he will completely collapse and despair, and he will not be able to continue to make a living.

They are already people who have died I don't know how many times, and how can there be a reason to be greedy for life and afraid of death?

The big deal is to die again!

Cultivators make heaven as a furnace, earth as a stove, and heaven and earth as a hotbed.

is not only a Xuanmen guest, but also a person in the Tao.

All kinds of unbelievable things have been experienced in this life, is it possible that there can be less?

If you do this, you feel that you can't live, you're weak and incompetent, and you're like waste.

Then he Ling Zhen, take advantage of the early self-destruction of his heart, and die clean!

Otherwise, living is a burden, and it will not be of much use.

Along the way, Ge Lingzhen, the boy in the green robe, rode the white horse left on the street by Xi Tang, and asked Qiu Jin, who was walking with him, about many things about this world.

Although Qiu Jin has been in retreat for ten years, he knows little about the various situations in the world in recent years, and he has no understanding of anything, but he can still say something valuable.

For example, the detailed content and cultivation paths of the major realms.

For example, the heroic stories of the rivers and lakes in previous years, the top figures of the good and evil factions, and the distribution of some sects and sects.

For example, the kings of the Longshu Dynasty, and the geography of Kanyu, etc., these are all very useful information, and it is better to listen to it than not to listen to it.

Autumn gold is a temperamental person who attaches great importance to enmity and hatred, and never likes to twist and twist when interacting with people.

Since he has seriously recognized Ling Zhen as a brother in his heart, he should be generous.

Knowing everything is endless, and giving everything you know.

Ling Zhen felt that he had benefited a lot from this, and he was happy, and he listened to it with relish, and felt that this time was very good.

Although I unfortunately entered such a completely different secret realm, I don't know the world and the earth.

But fortunately, in this new "world", there are still people who can be with them, and they will have fellowship with them as soon as they enter this place.

The like-mindedness is so kind-hearted.

Can it be described as a coincidence?

Or maybe it's the special arrangement of a certain "God", it's all possible, and no one can say it.

Ling Zhen knew that his cultivation was low and shallow, just like the frog at the bottom of the well looking up at the moon.

I can't think about what the mysterious "great power" outside the world is intended to be.

There is almost nothing else to do at the moment except to find a way to try to survive.

To be alive, to be alive first.

Then find a way to get out of here.

As for how to return to the original world, Ling Zhen discussed it with Qiu Jin, who failed to open the sky ten years ago.

Together, they came to a conclusion that could not be testified.

That conclusion is.

As long as you can successfully open the door of the canopy above the dome, under the bath of brilliant and infinite golden light, you will be among the super realms that are no less than immortals, and turn into a "celestial" in the true sense.

It can be as the Sword Saint Dugu Thirteen said in the past.

Step through the gate of heaven, soar to the upper realm, and go to the new world beyond the sky.

Of course, this "new" is new for Qiujin.

For Ling Zhen, that was the place where he was supposed to stay.

Here, it's the world.

Ling Zhen was homesick and wanted to go back to heaven.

Dressed in a dark green robe, carrying a huge cloth bag on his back, Qiu Jin rode the big horse Zilei with jujube chestnut fur.

and Ling Zhen, the "immortal" of the white horse and green robe, walked side by side.

As a local in this world, I always have to bring a group of outsiders from afar, talk about the friendship of landlords, and fulfill my obligations and responsibilities.

The stream flows, gurgling, and the birds in the forest are singing and the mountains are more secluded.

Such a beautiful environment will be refreshing.

There was no pressure in Ling Zhen's chest, no longer impetuous and anxious, only a sense of relaxation and comfort.

The same is true for autumn gold, making a pleasant gesture.

When riding to the small bridge by the water, Qiu Jin rode his horse to Ling Zhen.

The two of them went on the small bridge leading to the bamboo house one after the other.

According to Qiu Jin's own words, the waterside hut built in the mountains and forests is called "Jianlu".

Its owner is a former friend of Qiu Jin.

He is both a Taoist priest and a man with a sword.

Today, he is here to see his old man.

Ling Zhen was hung up on his appetite, and naturally he also wanted to see it.

After crossing the bridge, Qiu Jin tied his horse to the stake, wrapped himself heavily, and walked steadily to the outside of the bamboo house.

He took a breath, and then shouted into the room—"Old man, I've come to see you!" ”

It turned out that the old man's surname was Weng.

Ling Zhenxin said.

After a while, the bamboo door squeaked open, and out of the house came a gray-haired old man with cloth shoes and a Taoist robe.

After Ling Zhen looked at the old man, he sighed with emotion.

But I feel that this old Taoist priest's posture is really good, quite clear on the mountain, and different.

When it comes to the temperament of the immortal family, although this old man with cloth shoes is not as out of the ordinary as the Great Heavenly Monarch Xianhao.

But it really can't talk about a "vulgar" word.

Think about it, such a beautiful mountain place with dense bamboo forests and gurgling streams, there should be such a seclusion of the old man with a fairy wind!

The handsome and elegant old man hurried out of the house, and after the door was opened, there was almost no one outside the door.

The old man shouted with a smile: "As soon as I heard that you were coming back, I kept waiting for it, and finally I was looking forward to your kid!" ”

Reuniting with old friends for many years in Jianlu, Qiujin is certainly in a good mood.

Quickly took off the big bulging bag on his back, put it on the ground, opened the bag, revealing countless gold, silver, calligraphy and paintings inside, smiled, grinned and said, "Old man, these are for you." ”

Ling Zhen said secretly, "This ceremony is a bit vulgar. ”

But don't say it.

The old man in the Taoist robe, who was elegant and dusty, and had a fairy demeanor, lowered his head, glanced at the contents of the bag, shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "You, the first thing you did after you re-emerged from the rivers and lakes was to steal ...... No, grab something! It's good to come, just when people arrive, what else do you bring? Am I like someone who is greedy for your little money? Who do you look down upon? ”

"When you come to a friend's house, you have to bring some decent souvenirs, how can you come to the door empty-handed?"

Qiu Jin looked lazy, "It doesn't matter if you don't care, and I don't mean to look down on you at all, the main thing is that I feel like I'm down!" ”

Ling Zhen recognized this very much.

When you come to visit, as a guest, you always have to bring some souvenirs.

Otherwise, what does it look like to be cheeky to go to someone else's house to eat?

The old man shook his head with a smile, and spontaneously sighed, "I really didn't expect that ten years have passed, and your kid is still alive!" ”