The dust particles on the ruins slipped silently, and the pig sat on the broken wall with the nail rake, yawned, and looked at the figure holding the book boredly, and the toad Taoist stood on tiptoe, looked at the page, and muttered what was written on it.

The pages were blank, but in Lu Liangsheng's eyes, vertical handwriting slowly emerged.

"I was born in Xia Mountain, I was originally a farmer, because of fate will get a little money, my family and country are shattered, I went north to study and met a good teacher, so as to embark on practice, and I understand the heavens, in order to live forever and see ......"

A few words of concise words seemed to let Lu Liangsheng see his past, and the pictures were slowly outlined, and suddenly, he saw a small courtyard with a fence in the wind and snow.

The cold wind blew down the tattered fence courtyard wall, the goose feather snow slowly accumulated against the window lattice, the cold wind squeezed into the window gap, and the young man who was shrunk in the thin mattress let out a sigh of relief, and his whole body was cold.

The young man's name is Lu Yuan, he will be ten years old in the past winter, and he has a younger sister at home, who is dark and thin, and his walking is not very stable at the age of seven.

After the cold winter, when he was ten years old, he followed his father and the men in the village to sell the grain and baskets collected from the field to the city, and when he entered the city, he saw the paper, painting, brushes and ink placed on the street stalls, and his feet seemed to have taken root and could not walk, and he looked at them greedily, looked at his dirty hands, and did not dare to reach out to touch them, and if they were dirty and damaged, they could not afford to pay for them.

Soon, the stall owner came out and waved his sleeves to chase him.

"Let's go, what to see, if you don't buy it, get out of here, don't pestle here!"

The young man looked at the calligraphy and paintings, pen and ink without a word, he knew that there was no surplus money at home, buried his face and pinched the corners of his clothes, trotted to follow his father, and went back to the outside of the city to meet the men in the village.

He knew he was lost.

Didn't cry, just scared wandering the streets, slowly, the night fell, timidly shrunk to the corner of the alley outside the lively house to rest, the night was deep, in the dark sight, the back door of the yard opened and lit up two lanterns, a few family members carried a roll of straw mats hurriedly out, looked around, and then trotted out of the alley.

The young man walked out of the shadows, looked at a few people holding straw mats in a panic, many things, in fact, he understood, carefully followed behind, watched the other party shovel soil and dig a pit in the suburbs, fill the straw mat, wrote down the location in his heart, and returned to the alley, staring at the brightly lit mansion without blinking.

Later, he swindled twenty taels from the outsider surnamed Chen, exchanged it for copper money, bought the pen and ink books on the stall that day, inquired about the direction, and walked back to Qixia Mountain on foot.

His father and mother cried and his eyes red, but he didn't beat him, but he took out the money he had swindled, and he saw his mild-tempered father for the first time, and he was angry, and he pressed him to the ground with a wooden stick and beat him on the head, and he couldn't get out of bed for half a month.

The money was defrauded, and it was not easy to return it, but the family was finally not so poor, and his sister was not as sick and weak as she was at the beginning, and he went to another place as he wished, and entered a private school to study.

Later, the young man gradually understood why his father beat him that day, he should not have threatened him with such a thing, he might die.

The days passed, and a few more years passed, and when he was fifteen years old, the Sui kingdom in the north was defeated, and then he heard that the emperor had changed.

The people in these corners of his own have also changed from Chen people to Sui people, fortunately, the new government is not harsh, he has a good impression in his heart, even if his parents do not agree with him to travel far, but he is still determined to go north to study, to participate in the Sui State exam, if he can be promoted, get an official and a half position, probably let his parents and sisters live a good life.

Because he was not familiar with the road in the north, he came to a place called Weishan Town after several turns, and met an old man named Qin Xujia, the other party was very knowledgeable, which made him feel respectful, and what was even more surprising was that he found that the old man would have a spell that only had in the strange Zhi, and after hesitating, he begged the other party to accept him as an apprentice.

In those years, in addition to learning, that is, cultivation, and later after the teacher, to take the Sui State examination, it has been the past five years, because of the solid learning, in the understanding of the Yuan, gentle and courteous, fell a county order of the real difference, this is full of joy to write a letter to the post station to send home, and then rushed to the post, hoping that his parents and sister can come to reunite with him.

However, after a few months in office, the letter sent out was lost in the sea, and no news was returned, and another year passed, and after the expiration of his term of office, he took advantage of the time to return to Beijing to report on his work, and returned to the place where he had lived.

What he saw was the collapse of the perennial disrepair fence courtyard, his sister had already married outside, and his parents were in the two graves behind the house, and later he learned that a few years ago, the two villages fought because of the water, and Lu Laoshi's head was hit in the chaos, and he lay on the bed for a month, and then he died, and the lonely mother was too sad, and ran to the mountains for a period of time, and lost his foot and fell off the cliff and died.

After many years of returning, my parents are gone.

Lu Yuan knelt in front of the grave, slapped himself more than ten times, knelt until dark, then slowly got up, and left the village where he grew up in a carriage, but his sister was still alive and married in a village more than fifty miles away, but he hadn't seen her for many years, and his sister pulled her husband and stood at the door uneasy and didn't dare to speak.

Fortunately, my sister's husband was also a gentle and honest peasant man, which reminded him of his father, and he didn't stay here for too long, so he put down some money and left, because his sister's timid and wary eyes already saw that they were two 'worlds' people.

When I left, the sky was not completely bright, and I looked back at Qixia Mountain in the lead blue, the mountain was long, and perhaps, there would be no chance to come back in the future.

After that, all the way back to Chang'an, debriefing, visiting, making friends, doing what ordinary officials do, but the way of cultivation has never slackened, and often meet and communicate with the people in the monks he knows at night, and gradually became famous.

It was only not long before he had problems with his body, and he often felt uncertain, as if he was about to get out of his body, and even the Yin of Chang'an City God came to arrest him.

Later, he found a hidden magic circle in the courtyard of his home, which had the effect of seducing the soul and asking for his life, and after finding out the whole story, he realized that it was the master who wanted to occupy his body and continue to live forever.......

In fact, some people can't understand why the diligent and constitutive parents have a dissatisfying life, and they are born kind, which will also attract malice.

Soon, he pretended not to know, came to Weishan Town, and took advantage of the master's defenselessness to kill him, pull out his soul and tear him to pieces, and go to various states, immortal and eternal life will not allow the other party's soul to reunite and reincarnate in the next life.

Since then, people have gradually changed, become strong and competitive, the court and people fight, in the cultivation, as long as anyone is disrespectful, directly killed, a few years later, the matter of spells was later known by the emperor Yang Guang, was recruited as a national teacher, but also the use of human rights to take advantage of, wantonly collect the world's rare treasures, refining magic weapons, enhance cultivation, if the fancy thing, others do not give, borrow the power of the army, their own cultivation through the divine realm, supplemented by all kinds of formations to slaughter people, the demons in the mountains, as long as the demon pill is born, it will be hunted and killed, used to refine the pill.

Unconsciously, he went from the realm of the gods to a height that was difficult for people to reach in the world's cultivation paths—cutting the void.

But in the time that followed, a natural vision, a thing that others could not see, descended from the sky, and Lu Yuan, who was well-versed in human knowledge and magical powers, couldn't tell what it was, and he didn't know all the ancient books and secrets collected from it.

Later, the world changed, the world became manic, everyone because of a little dissatisfaction, began to scold, fight, and gradually began to die, some local government decrees were strict, forcing people to raise the banner of rebellion, the world Kyushu fell into the smoke.

He tried his best to stop it, killing one after another, whoever dared to raise the flag, he would kill whomever he wanted, but after all, he couldn't finish killing, and the emperor also died in another country.

Then, Lu Yuan knew that these rebels had traces of the descent of immortals......

Say "Live with the sky, and be the king forever." What the First Emperor did at the beginning may be right.

The smoke has messed up the world, the emperor is also dead, Lu Yuan knows that he has taken the wrong road and has come to an end, for the national teacher and the dynasty to be tied together, the country is destroyed, and he will also die.

Fortunately, during that time, among the magic weapons collected, there was an artifact called Kunlun Mirror, and it may not be impossible to use it to reverse time and start over.

Lu Yuan stood on the high cliff, raised his head to look at the moon wheel covered by the clouds, and stubbornly walked out of this long road, but after all, he couldn't go through, and he went wrong.

"Let's start all over again, even if you only have one chance......"

......

The churning image stopped as the last word fell.

Lu Liangsheng closed the book, closed his eyes and exhaled heavily, silently holding the book, walking out of the ruins, and sitting quietly on the broken rock.

On his shoulder, the toad Taoist withdrew the frog webbing from the side of his head, and he also saw the picture he saw, sliding down from the apprentice's shoulder, hanging two small short legs, sitting in a row with Lu Liangsheng, bathing in the warm morning sun, looking up at a trace of floating clouds between the blue sky.

"That's his life, not yours, and the path he's going to take is certainly very different from him, because ......"

The toad patted the apprentice's thigh, looked at the brilliant light falling on his face, and turned around with a smile: "...... Because, you have us. ”

The toad's eyes moved, and the scholar looked in the direction indicated by the master, the old pig with a nail rake, the crying breeze, the chin and pouting Qiyou, and Li Sui'an, who was talking and laughing with Shelong from afar, and Yuwentuo, Yan Chixia and others who greeted each other.

The old donkey, chewing the grass and throwing the reins, neighed in the sunshine, jumping and jumping.

Lu Liangsheng looked at them with a smile on his face.

"Hmm..... I have you, this is the biggest difference with Lu Yuan. ”

In the sunlight, the smiling scholar's mind, the corner of memory, the study with the lights on, and the swaying light, the figure cut on the wall.

Lu Yuan held the brush, stroked his long beard, looked at the book, and wrote the handwriting stroke by stroke.

....... When we were young, we insisted on saying goodbye to our childishness and refusing to look back; when we were a little older, I thought I was mature and felt that I had wasted my time, and I couldn't bear to look back on those mistakes, rough and cruel but beautiful youth; as we grew old, we gradually realized that we just didn't dare to face the kind and pure, and even ideal self in the past.

Liangsheng, we must go out of another way in the future.

(End of volume)