The raindrops become a curtain, hanging on the dilapidated eaves, hanging down in front of the door, ticking and ticking, and the raindrop trajectory is also like a bead curtain, swaying with the wind.

The young King of Yinping, sitting alone in the broken temple, with a horizontal knife at his waist, his eyes as sharp as lightning, through the heavy rain curtain outside the door, looking directly at the blurred mountain scenery in the distance.

He was gathering momentum, preparing to climb over the mountain and kill an upper demon that had infiltrated the human realm.

Outside the ruined temple, footsteps sounded.

is a white-robed scholar with a gentle temperament, walked to the door leisurely, collected the oil-paper umbrella, and shook off the rain on the umbrella.

"Can I use this temple to shelter from the rain?" The scholar asked with a smile.

King Yin Ping looked at the comer carefully, "Borderland, feel free. ”

The scholar nodded, didn't go in, and leaned cross-legged against the door.

Look up and watch the rain.

King Yin Ping closed his eyes slightly, recuperating.

There was silence in the ruined temple, only the sound of wind and rain.

In the corner of the door, there were cobwebs hanging, entangled in the corpses of many flying insects, but the webs had been washed away by the rain.

There was a spider, hanging from a piece of silk, dangling, trying to climb up the webs and mend everything.

Whenever it climbs to a certain height, raindrops the size of beans will fall and knock it down.

The spider does not feel discouraged, and always keeps climbing up, falling and rising, rising and falling.

Suddenly, a voice of emotion sounded, "Life is like this spider mending the web, failure always runs throughout." ”

King Yin Ping opened his eyes and stared at this mysterious scholar with disdain.

"The strong are invincible, the weak are bumpy step by step, everyone's life is different."

The scholar shook his head when he heard this, "I don't think so, different paths, different paths lead to the same end, people will die, people will suffer failure - some endings are inevitable." ”

"No matter how strong this web is, there will always be a rainy day."

"Really?" King Yin Ping had already realized that this scholar was coming for him, raised his eyebrows, and slowly stood up.

"What about the rain? If this spider is really invincible, the wind and rain will not be able to stop its way. ”

"Invincible?" The scholar was still sitting cross-legged, chewing on the word, and suddenly smiled:

"I think this spider has actually achieved true invincibility."

"The wind and rain can't stop its path, and countless failures will not affect its behavior in the slightest."

"Even defeat can be overcome—isn't that invincible?"

King Yin Ping was already impatient, and said in a cold voice: "The real invincible person will not be defeated. ”

"I don't know who sent you, but if you want to disturb my state of mind, these three words are far from it."

With a wave of his hand, he shot straight into the cobwebs on the goal, intending to destroy it.

The white silk fluttered without change.

"Huh?" King Yin Ping squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the scholar in front of him again.

"It seems that he is still a master, so take me a knife - don't worry, don't kill you."

With a moment of drawing, it was like a lightning bolt in the vast dark night.

The boundless rain curtain trembled in unison.

The entire ruined temple had been split in two and slowly toppled down.

King Yin Ping stood in the rain, his face expressionless.

This knife was actually cut empty.

"I don't even dare to take a knife, and I dare to make a big fuss?" He was warlike and wanted to stir people back with words.

The scholar's figure was already a hundred feet away, and he sighed softly, "I hope that one day, you can be truly invincible." ”

King Yinping stood firmly in place, still unmoved.

"How can my invincible path be dictated by others?"

……

More than 500 years later, in the village of Beishan, inside the hut.

King Yinping remembered the past, and felt more and more that the white-robed scholar was unfathomable, and he felt more and more regretful.

He let out a long sigh and said to Di Xiaofei:

"Life will inevitably encounter failure, and on the road to invincibility, it is not that you will not be defeated, but that defeat will not be affected at all."

With that, he pointed to the boy's chest.

"What is truly invincible is not your people, not your fists, but your heart."

"I have been famous for a long time, arrogant, rigid thinking, I can't listen to it anymore, and it's too late to regret it."

"You're still young."

The room was silent, Di Xiaofei's heart was shocked, and he bent down for a long time before giving a deep salute:

"Thank you for the advice."

The young man faintly realized that the main purpose of the old man coming all the way was not to accept apprentices, but to teach this insight to himself.

The road to invincibility, one wrong step, you will fall into the abyss.

The old prince didn't want the boy to repeat the mistakes of the past.

Outside the house, an elderly woman suddenly said: "The prince taught the experience, and this Enbei Mountain Village remembers it in my heart." ”

King Yinping looked up in amazement and saw a silver-haired old woman, when she came, he didn't even notice it.

Its strength...... He also couldn't see through it.

"This is Granny Si, the current teacher in our village." Di Xiaofei introduced.

King Yin Ping stared at each other, always feeling familiar, and wondered: "I seem to have seen you somewhere." ”

"Really?" Granny Si still had a kind smile on her face, "The prince has lived for so long, he has fought in the north and south, he has seen countless faces, and it is normal to see me." ”

"Where did you see it?" King Yinping pondered for a long time, but he couldn't recall it for a while.

When I'm older, this brain can't even do it anymore.

Walking out of the house, facing the mountain wind, he was in a mood.

"I'm old, I'm so old."

Suddenly, the wind blew in my ears.

A familiar gentle man's voice also sounded:

"Are you really old?"

"If you think you can't beat the years, how can you return to invincibility?"

King Yinping was startled, and raised his eyes to look around, as if he saw the white-robed scholar, quietly appearing in the distance, nodding at him.

"Scholar! That scholar! King Yin Ping, who had never changed his face, suddenly lost his temper at this moment, his mouth open, and his thin hands kept trembling.

He pointed to a certain place and asked the people around him urgently, "Have you seen that scholar?" ”

The villagers looked left and right with blank faces, but found nothing.

Only Granny Si, who was leaving, had a thoughtful expression.

Not long after, a group of people who were anxiously waiting at the entrance of the village finally saw the figure of King Yinping.

But he was shocked to find that the old prince was always walking alone, his expression changed, as if crying, laughing, sighing, lost his soul, and mixed feelings......