"Old Dao, don't persuade me to practice" I know that Aoki has always wanted me to cultivate, although he never said it, but I know his heart!

Aoki doesn't have many friends, even fewer friends with appetites, and I happen to be one of his friends with appetites, so he doesn't want me to die early.

"I can do anything, but I can't persuade people," Aoki shrugged and said indifferently, "Persuading someone who doesn't want to cultivate the Tao is like climbing a wall that falls towards you, and you can never succeed, do you think I look like that kind of boring person?"

"You're not like," I said.

I continued to wander with Aoki, walking through the side of the Sanqing Palace, a bluestone paved road leads directly to the Guanzhong Wangshan Pavilion, Yuzi has put wine in the pavilion, the wine is not as good as the previous daughter's red, but it is better than enough!

There are mountains in front of you, there is rain in the mountains, the cold air in the rain is pressing, the wind and rain are picturesque, and the beauty is not like the world.

If you don't drink two cups at this moment, won't you live up to such a beautiful view?

Although the artistic conception of drinking aged wine is beautiful, it is not as pleasant as the cow drink, how can a daughter red be happy?

Although Aoki seems stingy, he is not too bad for me, and he knows that what I want to do most at this time is to take two sips!

In early autumn, sitting in the half-mountain pavilion with no shelter and heavy rain pouring around, drinking wine is beautiful, but the cold is pressing, which makes people extremely uncomfortable.

But I don't care at all, a place with wine is a good place.

I rubbed my frozen white hands, poured myself a glass of wine, and drank it with my head up.

A line of fire began to burn in the stomach, and in an instant the whole body began to warm up, and I knew that this warmth would soon disappear, and then the body would feel colder.

"Good wine, good wine!" I exhaled a puff of white gas mixed with the aroma of wine.

"You can already realize the Tao and attain immortality, why do you want to stay in the world for a hundred years?"

My first sentence is praising Lao Dao as a good friend, but the latter sentence asks a question that has been buried in my heart for a long time!

The Qingfeng Dynasty is about to face a big war, and although I ignore the government, the enemy is about to attack, and any cultivators in the capital who are not controlled by the court are under the scope of scrutiny, so as to ensure that they are not spies sent by the enemy country to disturb our rear.

Lao Dao is a cultivator, and I can see it from the first day I met him, and he never hides it!

Aoki Dao people stood at the pavilion railing with a wine glass in their hands, looking at the waterfall formed by the mountain stream and rainstorm for a long time, and the cold wind mixed with the rain whistled through the mid-mountain pavilion, instantly blowing the wind that wet my whole body, but even the corners of the old road's clothes have not been lifted!

"You want to know?" Aoki raised his glass but didn't drink, he raised it to his nose and sniffed it, with a playful expression on his face, "If you want to know, I'll tell you"

"You say, I listen," I replied quickly, "there are mountains, water, and wine, how can there be no stories?"

Although I was shivering from the cold, I was very interested in the old story!

"If you want to know, I'll tell you," Lao Dao raised his head and drank the wine in his glass, as if he had made some kind of decision, "I just hope you don't regret it after listening to this story"

"What's there to regret about listening to a story?" my curiosity was blazing!

"It seems that what should come is always coming," Lao Dao sighed, picked up the flask, and filled the two wine glasses.

A shadowless and invisible momentum emanated in the sigh of the old man, instantly isolating the wind and rain from the pavilion.

The barrier laid by the old Dao not only insulates the wind and rain, but also blocks all the sounds of the outside world.

Without the invasion of wind and rain, my body and feeling much better, after all, I am a mortal and have not cultivated to protect my body.

The scenery outside the pavilion was like a silent animation, and I was in the mood to enjoy the scenery after my body and mind were relaxed.

"Seven thousand years ago, a great war broke out above the Nine Heavens, a great battle in which the masters of the three realms of immortals, demons, and Dao joined forces to encircle and suppress one person, and this war started very abruptly and ended quickly.

The whole battle lasted only seven days and seven nights.

But the damage caused by this short battle was no less than a full-scale war that affected the Three Realms, and the participants fought from the immortal realm above the Nine Heavens to the mortal human realm, and then from the human realm to the Huangquan Difu under the Nine Shadows, and everywhere they passed, people, animals, mountains and rivers were turned into powder."

"Who is so awesome?" my mouth was as open as a hippopotamus, "can a person who can hold on to the masters of the Three Realms for so long?"

"This person's name is a taboo in the Three Realms, as long as the gods, demons, and humans who survived that great war are unwilling or afraid to mention his name again"

When Lao Dao said this, he suddenly turned to look at me, and there seemed to be a lightning bolt in his eyes!

At that moment, I felt a strange feeling in my heart.

Unfortunately, I was in a hurry to listen to the story at the time, and quickly put this weird feeling behind me!

"The elites of the Three Realms suffered heavy losses in this battle, and that person was also seriously injured," Lao Dao raised a glass and invited, "Don't be so surprised, so many years have passed, this war has been wiped out in the long river of time under the deliberate blockade of the Three Realms, and now there are few people left who know the truth except for the parties involved in the year."

"You don't know the cause of the war?" I subconsciously raised my glass in response to Lao Dao, and then swallowed the wine syrup in one gulp, "Why did that cattle man arouse the public anger of the Three Realms and be surrounded and suppressed?"

"No one knows the cause" Lao Dao's tone was very strange, as if with a hint of sadness, "I only know a little about the final outcome of that war"

"Oh," I said, shutting my mouth and waiting for the old way to continue.

"That battle was too tragic, and the cultivation of the two warring sides was too high, causing the heavens and the earth to change color, and almost destroying the Three Realms."

Lao Dao's eyes wandered, as if he had fallen into a memory: "That person confronts the gods under the Nine Lands, although he has been seriously injured, but the Yuan Shen is not dispersed, and at any time he can trigger the Wei of Heaven and Earth to pull all the living beings in the Three Realms to be buried together."

I held the empty glass, my whole body stiffened, my expression was sluggish, such a secret should not be passed on to the world, if all living beings knew that the world they lived in was almost destroyed, God knows what crazy things they would do?

"No one wants to be a sinner who destroys the world, including the man who fights against the gods, he is also a cultivator in our world, and he also doesn't want to destroy everyone for a vague reason."

"In the end?" I kind of can't wait to know how it will end.

"After that war, the man's relatives and friends were killed and wounded and became a lonely family, no one dared to be friends with him, no woman dared to marry him and bear children for him, not even his enemies dared to seek revenge on him, he had nothing but a long and endless immortality"

"What's the point of such a life?" I began to feel a little sympathetic to this person who had lived as a lonely star, how lonely and lonely could a person who couldn't even have death be?

This kind of immortality is indeed meaningless, and the loneliness and loneliness that eats the bones are everywhere although they cannot be seen or touched.

Over time, it will drive people crazy!

"He's not crazy," Lao Dao seemed to see through my thoughts, "After a long time, he just withdrew a trace of his soul from his body and threw himself into reincarnation, reincarnated in the mortal world to live again."

"What about his real body? Isn't he afraid that the enemy will come to the door and destroy his body and make him ruined" I actually began to worry about that cow man, "A body without a soul can only be slaughtered by others"

"His true body was sealed in his own cave mansion, and the entire cave mansion was sent into the void by the nano world that he used supreme mana to shrink into a nano world countless times smaller than a dust particle, becoming an inconspicuous speck of dust among hundreds of millions of stars."

"Then won't he never come back?" I feel very sorry, this kind of person's life must be very exciting, although the ending is too tragic, he must have become a legend in the hearts of many people!

"The only one who can find him is himself" Lao Dao got up and picked up the flask again and poured out the wine in the jug, "As long as he wants, he will come back"

"The reason why I didn't realize and stayed in the human realm was that I was waiting, waiting for him to come back"

The wine has been drunk and the wind and rain have stopped, indicating that the story has ended.