Heaven and earth are immortal, immortals are immortal, heaven and earth are eternal, and immortals are eternal!

The immortal in the fisherman's mouth is to take "heaven and earth" as the life limit.

Song Ciwan asked: "Ask the seniors, is there a life limit in this world?" If heaven and earth were to be destroyed......"

Before he could finish asking this sentence, he saw the fisherman's eyes widen, as if he had heard something extremely terrifying and incredible.

"Little lady, don't talk nonsense!" The fisherman whispered angrily, "Heaven and earth are eternal and unchanging, how can they be destroyed? You ......"

He grimaced, as if he had something to say.

But when the words came to his lips, he immediately restrained himself.

"Sin, sin, sin." The fisherman sighed and said, "After three hundred years of practice, I have practiced my heart every day, but I am still so irritable, this is not good, it is too bad!" ”

He shook his head, put down the boat, and arched his hand to Song Ciwan first: "I'm sorry, little lady, forgive the old man." ”

Without waiting for Song Ciwan to answer, he suddenly knelt down in the direction of the town on the other side of the river, kowtowed and said: "I ask Xianzun for forgiveness, the disciple has a deficiency in cultivation today, and he will be punished for ten years for crossing the river, please forgive Xianzun!" ”

The fisherman slammed and kowtowed on the board, and Song Ciwan was a little stunned next to him, and wanted to say: Is this necessary?

When I first saw this fisherman, there was no doubt that the image of the fisherman in Song Ciwan's heart was like that red dust fairy, although he was in the world, he seemed to be outside the world.

His free and generous and unrestrained leisurely spirit seems to be the realm of eternal pursuit of Taoist seekers in Chinese civilization.

Although this exercise is the practice of this life, in fact, Song Ciwan's practice is still largely influenced by the memory of his previous life.

Although the world she was in in her previous life was a technological route, there was no such thing as cultivating immortals. All the stories about "immortals" are only legends.

However, although the world changes, it is difficult to change the cultural imprint that a person endures.

From the bones, Song Ciwan's understanding of "immortals" is like the immortals of Chinese legends, who have both compassion and freedom, can enter the world, can be born, and can afford to put down, so that they can be matched as "immortals".

Like the "immortal" in this image, she rarely saw it in the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, but this time when she entered the secret realm, she seemed to see it in the fisherman in front of her-

Of course, this kind of sight, at this moment, the moment when the fisherman suddenly knelt down into the distance, suddenly collapsed.

It's hard to say what it feels like, but it's just weird.

The fisherman knelt on the plank and kowtowed three times, then bowed his head to the side in a gesture of listening, and he did not know what he heard, but he saw a look of sincere fear on his face.

After a while, the fisherman got up from the board and bent down to Song Ciwan again.

Song Ciwan immediately turned sideways, and hurriedly bent over, put his hand below, and made a gesture of support to the saluting fisherman, and said: "The seniors must not be like this, this is really torturing the juniors." ”

The fisherman stood up at her gesture, only hid his sleeve in his face, and said in shame: "I shouldn't be angry, once I get angry, ten years of cultivation will be ruined." Little lady, it's the old man's fault, thanks to your generosity and understanding. ”

Song Ciwan really didn't know what to say, she still had a lot of questions in her heart, but at this time, she didn't know where to start.

At the same time, she suddenly discovered a very interesting phenomenon: at this moment, the river she was crossing was actually a meandering and clear river.

The river flowed over the clouds, and it was no more than three feet wide.

At such a distance, the fisherman rocked the boat in the middle of the river, and talked to Song Ciwan for a long time, but the boat was always in the middle of the river, and he couldn't get to the other side.

Was the fisherman deliberately delaying the crossing, or was there another mystery in the river?

In short, this secret realm, which the fisherman calls the spirit realm, is too strange, and it is full of all kinds of puzzles.

But I have to say that the Jindan Avenue in the fisherman's mouth is really tempting. Although Song Ciwan does not lack lifespan, he is still full of curiosity and yearning for the avenue and immortality described by the fisherman at this moment.

She thought that any seeker who faced the theory of immortality and eternity would inevitably have an inquiring heart and would never give up easily.

It's an attitude, an attitude of practice.

Song Ci was not in a hurry, she followed the fisherman's train of thought and said to the fisherman: "Seniors, if a person is not a sage, he can be faultless, if he is a sage, he should be more tolerant of mistakes." Both to others and to oneself. Seniors thought, but so? ”

This is to follow the fisherman's words, admitting that the fisherman was at fault for being angry.

Although Song Ciwan didn't think it was anything wrong at all, she felt inexplicable.

But she said: "Don't hide it from your predecessors, Xiao Kexiang has the ambition to seek the Tao, although he is mortal at this moment, he also wants to emulate the sages and be tolerant and generous." Please stop blaming yourself...... Seniors, why not be tolerant of others and tolerant of yourself? ”

This sentence immediately touched the fisherman.

The fisherman was stunned, and he followed Song Ciwan's words and muttered: "Be tolerant of others, but also tolerant of yourself? ”

Song Ciwan smiled slightly and said: "Yes, being tolerant of oneself is not a kind of practice?" ”

The fisherman said, "That's how it should be, I am not a sage, but I have a heart for holiness." I am not an immortal, but I have the ambition to become an immortal. If you want to become an immortal and become holy, how can you not cultivate tolerance? For three hundred years, the viper has provoked me countless times, but I have never been angry with it......"

Speaking of this, the fisherman smiled, his expression relaxed, and he seemed to have returned to his previous free and easy: "And today, I am fortunate to have your little friend to be tolerant." Therefore, I tolerate others, and others tolerate me, and now I tolerate myself......"

"The snake is a living being, the snake is a living being, and I am also a living being, and this wonderful cycle is the wonder of heaven."

The fisherman looked up at the sky and said, "I have come to my senses! ”

Above the white clouds, there are still white clouds.

It is like a heaven outside the sky, and there is a heavy heaven.

Therefore, when the fisherman looked up, he saw that above the cloudy sky, there were even more stratus clouds. In an instant, the clouds gathered and the thunder roared faintly.

After another moment, the thunder and lightning snake shuttled above the stratus clouds.

The fisherman looked up to the sky and roared, and said happily: "After three hundred years of practice, we have begun to welcome the Golden Pill Tribulation!" Little friend, you quickly retreat, I'm going to cross the catastrophe! ”

At the same time, the scales around Song Ciwan appeared.

There is a light gold mass lying on the weighing pan, and there is a slight red glow floating on the gas: [Human desire, the joy, gratitude, and excitement of the immortal seekers during the foundation building period, three catties and six taels, can be sold. 】

The scales collect the fisherman's qi and give an identification.

First, the fisherman is identified as a "person".

Somehow, Song Ciwan breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

As for the rest, whether it is the foundation building period or the immortal seeker, there is no problem.

Song Ciwan retreated lightly, and wanted to fly ashore before the thunder tribulation came down.

However, the strange thing is that at the moment when she lifted her breath and threw herself up, an inexplicable power of imprisonment suddenly squeezed from all directions, and Song Ciwan found that she couldn't do without this ship!