Huailing City, Sanhu Lane in the south of the city.

A sigh came through time and space: "Back then, I didn't save you, but hurt you?" ”

……

The bleak night wind blew through the dilapidated panes, and Yan Hanzhang, who was sitting in front of the window, was full of excitement, and an indescribable fierce emotion suddenly rose from the soles of his feet, and it only went straight to the heavenly spirit in an instant.

Yan Hanzhang suppressed his excitement and said, "No! Divine Venerable, if you hadn't rescued him in the first place, the disciple would have turned into a handful of dry bones many years ago. The disciple has survived so far, although nothing has been accomplished, but the disciple and the disciple ......"

He stammered, as if to blurt out: But the disciple wants to live after all-

Such a sentence.

However, when the words came to his lips, recalling what he had experienced over the years, Yan Hanzhang suddenly felt endless sadness.

He committed suicide back then, but when he was rescued, he never had the idea of suicide again.

But is it really that good to be alive? He suddenly felt a sense of timidity, and he could no longer blurt out the sentence: I want to live!

But although he didn't want to live so much, he really didn't want to die.

If you live, you don't live happily, and when you die, you have all kinds of reluctance.

Why is life so difficult?

Yan Hanzhang couldn't help but put down the book, pulled out the stool, bent his knees, and knelt down against the void.

He knelt on the ground, his upper body pressed to the ground, his hands on his forehead.

"Divine Venerable." Yan Hanzhang said confusedly, "Back then, you gave you a magic formula, and the disciple also relied on this scenery. But later, the disciple couldn't stand his sister's crying and revealed the MSG formula to his sister, and later, the disciple was monitored by the Xu family. ”

He seemed to reminisce, as if to say: "Although the disciple has earned some money, he is not able to do anything, he is powerless, and he is under surveillance but he cannot resist a bit. The money is not rich for me, but a curse!

The disciple was placed under house arrest at home, and his sister came several times, crying and crying but there was nothing she could do.

In the past, as long as a disciple saw his sister crying, he would inevitably feel distressed and soft-hearted, but during that time, no matter how pitiful his sister cried, the disciple could no longer feel as sad for her as before.

God, what do you say is there in this world that lasts forever? The disciple was frail when he was young, and he was able to grow up thanks to his sister's careful care. My sister has suffered a lot for me, and for me, she has beaten the naughty naughty boy with her weak body, and also scolded the neighbors.

He also knelt in the snow for three days and three nights in order to ask for a talisman tea from the City God Temple for me in winter. My sister later had a difficult time conceiving, also because she had suffered too much cold and suffered too much.

She sewed clothes for me, pierced her fingers, read for me, could get up early at the third watch, light the lamp and boil oil, and cook. I studied hard, and she was even harder than me......

Back then, I vowed that I would do everything I could to treat my sister well! ”

Speaking of this, Yan Hanzhang paused for a moment, he seemed to be calming down his violently fluctuating emotions.

At the same time, Song Ciwan, who was far away from an unknown amount of time and space, received another emotional air mass from Yan Hanzhang.

[Human desire, mortal pain, confusion, and sorrow, three catties and nine taels, can be sold. 】

This time, what Song Ciwan received was no longer willpower, but human desire.

Although Yan Hanzhang is undoubtedly a believer in Song Ciwan, he is not always able to provide wishing power.

Yan Hanzhang knelt on the ground, breathed quietly for a while, and then said: "The disciple once thought that whether my sister treats me or I treat my sister, it must be eternal.

At that time, I did not hesitate to believe that if my life was in danger, my sister would be willing to give her life for me!

The same is true for the disciple, if the sister is in trouble, the disciple is willing to exchange his life for the sister's life.

But why? One day, suddenly everything changed?

My sister and I were willing to die for each other, but we both changed. I wasn't the only one in my sister's life anymore, and I didn't even know how many I was ranked into. And I'm ...... I can't wait to see my sister crying again, and I don't even want to look at her when she appears in front of me!

God, things in the world are so fickle. Even if they are connected by blood and share weal and woe, it is not possible! Who in this world can be eternal? ”

He sent out a question from the soul.

Separated by a space that I don't know how long it is, Song Ciwan transmitted the sound in the void, performed the art of transmitting the law, and said slowly: "There is no mutual growth, difficulty and ease are mutually beneficial, long and short are mutually beneficial, high and low are mutually beneficial, sound and sound are harmonious, and the front and back follow each other...... Heng also.

This so-called impermanence is eternal. There is no such thing as eternity in the world, only impermanence and change are eternal truths. ”

The simple explanation of this passage is: In this world, there is no eternity! In other words, what changes is eternal!

How can you succeed as a person who is in a state of change, but is obsessed with eternal immutability?

The cold wind blew through the crack in the window, and the oil lamp on the table swayed, and suddenly at this moment, it went out with a pop.

Yan Hanzhang knelt on the ground in a daze, listening to the ethereal sound in the void, and for a while he only felt that Hong Zhong Dalu seemed to be ringing in his ears.

There were countless emotions tumbling in his chest, as if he was about to find a breakthrough at any time, but this breakthrough was tightly blocked, and he wandered outside the door, and he was never allowed to enter.

He clutched his chest, feeling his surging emotions, and said with a sour nose: "Divine Venerable, the disciple can only accept change, right?" ”

The voice in the void said: "At this time, the cold wind blows out the oil lamp in front of your window, and at this time the autumn night makes the earth covered with white frost, and the sky changes from time to time; It's more like the city overturned, how can Suyang City ten years ago be Suyang City now? Back then, the country of clouds was also blown away by the rain and wind.

There is still a time when the country is overturned, and the times are also changing, not to mention people's hearts, not to mention people's feelings?

Idiot, you have already realized, but you don't want to accept the reality, so you keep dragging yourself to the past, and you are in pain. If you don't understand, you don't. People don't cross by themselves, and the gods can't cross it! ”

If people don't cross by themselves, it is difficult for immortals to cross......

This sentence echoed deeply in Yan Hanzhang's ears, and even more in his heart.

He was confused, painful, indulgent, and unwilling...... and countless times of self-abandonment, countless times on the verge of sinking...... and forcibly pulled himself out of the thrilling pain, and finally at this moment, with his surging emotions, formed a surging wave.

The tide washed and collided, and finally swept away the obstacle in his heart at this moment.

Rumble!

Emotions flowed, and in an instant, it was a thousand miles of surging.

The surging emotions at this moment attracted a certain star in the sky and touched the mysterious power in the underworld.

Before I knew it, a clear light fell from the dark night sky.

The clear light poured down, instantly enveloping Yan Hanzhang in the kneeling worship.

All the sounds around him seemed to be far away, and there was an indescribable spirituality circulating in this clear light.

Yan Hanzhang, who was kneeling, raised his head slightly and stretched out his hands.

His palms are undertaken, and countless words and images flow in his brain.

That's the books he's read, the things he's been through, the lows, the highlights, the pain, the nostalgia of his life...... Or maybe it's a relief at the moment.

Yan Hanzhang raised his head, and a force poured out from his newly opened sea of knowledge, combined with the strange aura between heaven and earth, and finally at this moment, the word "change" was generated in his palm.

Inspiration from above!

After studying for decades, Yan Hanzhang, who is now middle-aged, has been stumbling for half his life, and finally in this cold autumn night, in this dilapidated house, with the most down-and-out attitude, he got the spiritual light from the sky, generated talent, and became a real reader.

And Yan Hanzhang, who suddenly had an epiphany, is not only that.

It seems that the accumulation over the years is too thick, and under the aura, Yan Hanzhang's emotions are tumbling, and the wisp of aura in the sea of knowledge rises from the subtle sprout, to the talent tumbling and surging growth.

From half a minute, to half an inch, to an inch!

An inch of spiritual light is the realm of qi cultivation.

Yan Hanzhang, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed to be happy and sad, like crying and laughing.

He laughed out loud again, and cried in a long song: "There is impermanence in the world, there is permanence in the world, the foolish man is persistent, and the wise man is free and easy." God, the disciple is enlightened! Hehehe, hahaha......"

He chuckled lowly, but the laughter alarmed the people next door.

When Yan Hanzhang's talent in the sea changed from one inch to two inches, two inches to three inches, and finally to one foot, the door of his room was opened.

The neighbor next door stood in front of his house, blurted out in a rough voice: "Fuck, fuck! Yan Hanzhang, did you fly? ”

The aura shone brightly, illuminating this bleak autumn night.

Far away in time and space, Song Ci's divine light in the sea of late knowledge standing in the flower hall was slightly turbulent.

The scales appeared beside her, and she received a bunch of qi again: [All things have spirits, they can all be believed, and the wish power of the scholars in the Qi Realm can be sold for two catties and one tael. 】

[All things have spirits, they can be believed, and the desire of the scholars in the Qi Realm can be sold for three catties and two taels. 】

[All things have spirits, they can be believed, and the wish of the readers in the Haoqi Realm can be sold for four catties and three taels. 】

[All things have spirits, they can all be believed, and the wish of the readers in the Haoqi Realm can be sold for five catties and six taels. 】

In the end, Yan Hanzhang became a Haoqi Realm reader!

Hao Qi Realm, if compared with immortal cultivators, can be about the same as the Qi cultivation period.

I think that at the beginning, the actor-level king also deceived himself, his emotions were turbulent to the extreme, and he only gained a little aura, and it was difficult to enter the Qi cultivation realm and become a real reader.

And at this moment, Yan Hanzhang has accumulated a lot of money, but he actually entered the Haoqi realm with a spiritual light from the sky!

One foot of talent, this is the realm that Wang Yidilily pursued back then, but has never reached.

Of course, now that ten years have passed, whether Wang Yi has become a heroic realm, or whether he has entered a higher realm, these Song Ciwan is unknown.

For this outdated wool family, Song Ciwan didn't care.

She just sighed a little, the aura of a scholar is really the most unreasonable thing in the world.

It is said that some scholars, once they have an epiphany, can even become holy on the ground!

For example, the saint recorded in the history books, this one is a typical person who became holy on the ground.

Like Yan Hanzhang, once a spiritual light descended from the sky, he naturally entered the Haoqi realm, which is not surprising compared to it.

However, compared to a saint, this in itself is a very rogue thing.

Song Ciwan sighed, first laughed at the wishes of a large number of Haoqi Realm readers, and then, through the mysterious connection in the underworld, Song Ciwan saw again that the light of several spells suddenly lit up from the center of the city in Huailing City.

Immediately after, a long laugh came from the bright light.

"Inspiration from above? Too talented? Hahaha! There used to be such a talented man in my Huailing City, if the old man surnamed Chen knew, would he dare to laugh at my Huailing City as a wasteland of talent? ”

"Who is the reader? Spiritual light fell from the sky, come out and see it quickly, this official Huailing County Order! ”

As this voice approached, Song Ciwan, who was far away, suddenly felt a great increase in pressure, and the gods in her sea of consciousness were stinging, and the Samadhi True Fire burned faintly, protecting Song Ciwan's true spirit from moving.

She was in a trance, and the true spirit that had been wandering far away finally returned to itself at this moment.

All the images outside of time and space disappeared at this moment, Song Ciwan came back to his senses in a trance, and then looked at the flower hall in front of him, the flower hall was still the flower hall, and the third princess who was lying on the side on the big bed and gave birth stopped giving birth at some point.

What's even more amazing is that her lower body was bloated and huge, like a giant tail of a worm.

And at this moment, Song Ciwan clearly saw that under the skirt of the third princess was a pair of cultivated human legs.

After the third princess gave birth, she became a complete human body again.

Song Ciwan turned his head, and he happened to meet the bright smiling face of the eldest princess again.

The eldest princess said in a crisp voice and with a smile: "Sister Song, how is it, these ten golden cherry seeds in your hand, what have you realized?" ”

Song Ci suddenly realized that the effect of golden cherry blossoms is to help people enhance their understanding.

She looked down again, and saw that the ten golden cherry blossoms she was holding in her hand were obviously all golden and shining, but at this moment, the golden light on the surface of these golden cherry blossoms all faded.

Ten round golden balls turned out to be ten white balls with a dull color.

In this way, even if you don't use the scales to identify, Song Ciwan should understand that this golden cherry tree is really an extraordinary treasure.

She was a little speechless.

If he hadn't seen the production process of the golden cherry blossoms with his own eyes, Song Ciwan would naturally like this kind of treasure that can greatly enhance the monk's comprehension.

However, the origin of this golden cherry blossom is really weird, Song Ciwan held this treasure in his hand, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Of course, no matter what, Jin Yingzi finally helped Song Ciwan realize a very remarkable thing.

People should respect the facts, and Song Ciwan is still grateful for this.

She paused for a moment, and finally responded to the eldest princess: "I have comprehended some space spells, this thing is really wonderful, thank you two princesses for gifting it." ”

As he spoke, Song Ciwan turned his hand and put the ten golden cherry blossoms that had become dim into his storage bag.

Then she thanked the eldest princess and the third princess.

The reason why these discarded golden cherry blossoms were not included in the Canghai Cave Heaven or the scales was mainly because Song Ciwan was still wary of the eldest princess and the third princess.

Or put it in a storage bag, ordinary and inconspicuous, it can more effectively protect itself.

At the same time, Song Ciwan was even more curious about the races and origins of these two.

(End of chapter)