The words are undecided, the heart is saved, and the form is not forgotten.

When the temple was seen, the red-robed old Taoist was in the attic, stirring up the wonderful piano movement, which made him still unforgettable. The gentle verses of the poem gradually changed, from low to high, and from silence to a warm scene, and he still remembers it clearly. The washed sun and moon, the soft fish pulled out, touching a bamboo leaf, and the fluttering white woman made him indulge. From time to time, he touched his snort and revealed emotion.

I wonder if in this graceful scene, will the woman's love under the sound of the piano follow the swordsman who drew her sword, blindfolded herself in the rain, ignoring the present, unable to find out who is right and who is wrong?

He spat out the words in his head:

The silver moon hangs on the tip, and the frost falls to drink.

The flower girl is transformed into an empty crossing.

A secret through the ages, the boat spits out the stars.

Qin sleeps in a dream, washes and cleans his hair.

Verses that come to life at any time are often hard to forget.

Qianshan Daoren looked at Li Shuishan's smile and had some doubts in his heart. Originally, he could see through the cultivator who was a low-level cultivator at a glance, but he couldn't see Li Shuishan's mortal thoughts. He also guessed out of thin air and asked:

"Do you think of the woman you love?"

Li Shuishan shook his head and replied with a wry smile: "No." ”

He smiled awkwardly.

Qianshan Daoist frowned, his eyes glanced at the immortal sword in his hand from time to time, and said:

"It's a matter of course to like, what's the shame of it?"

"I also liked a girl, but unfortunately it only stopped at the age when I was having fun. ”

"Would you like to see the marks on my body?" he said, slowly unbuttoning his collar, revealing a pattern full of patterns on his chest, depicting a terrifying scene.

The imprint on this is a scene of fun at the foot of the mountain. Among them were dozens of laughing, young girls, dressed in sackcloth, barefoot, holding bracelets woven with flowers. Their long dark hair is coiled up, their eyebrows are like birds, they are active and innocent, and their wheat-colored skin is like a freshly hatched chick. There is a slender girl with stars in her eyes, her eyebrows are not only smart, but also with a hint of sharpness, and the thickness of the left and right up and down is extreme.

They stand hand in hand around the fire, like a traditional tribal bonfire ritual. Dozens of women gathered behind them, branches on their heads holding their hair down, and shimmering sand in their hands, lifted into the sky.

A smile appeared at the corner of the girl's mouth.

From the second circle onwards, the youngest boys of the tribe, wearing wrapped hats on their heads, holding flowers in their hands, singing with their mouths wide open to the girls playing inside. The starry sky in their eyes, dotted with stars, is reflected in their eyes, like a waterhole reflecting the moon. From time to time, their heads were raised, and their faces showed a look of self-sufficiency and relief.

The third circle is for the older boys, who are all very athletic. In the far corner was a somewhat thin boy, his eyes devoid of joy and fear.

The boy held a withered flower in his hand, tears in his eyes, and a little lost.

He didn't even dare to look at the slender girl, and the few boys next to him showed a different kind of affection.

But there were also stars in his eyes.

Behind the campfire there was a huge winding hill, and halfway up the hill there were huge pillboxes, on which stood several large men of the guard, dressed in cowhide armor and holding iron spikes tied to wooden sticks. They glanced at their eyes from time to time, as if they were planning for their own children which girl was more beautiful and more suitable as their own daughter-in-law.

Under several stone piers in the distance, there were also a few old people who finally held a grain pole in their mouths, their smiling faces were wrinkled, their vicissitudes of life were extremely attentive, like an undercurrent in the clear water, spewing out a hope of survival, raising their fingers to point, watching the children happy, and they also spread their hands to hold the sky.

At the top of the mountain, there is also a flame connected to the sky, smoking.

When Li Shuishan saw these patterns carved into his skin, he said with emotion: "Are these your homes?

Qianshan Daoren nodded.

I never thought that the origin of Qianshuidao people would be so ordinary. From the timid child's appearance, he can find a little similarity with him, Li Shuishan said:

"I guess that kid is you. ”

Qianshan Daoren closed his clothes and said with a smile: "That's right, that person is me." ”

"I was only fourteen years old at the time, and when I first fell in love, I liked the girl with stars in her eyes. She is very beautiful, and every time I pass by her side, the fragrance of my hair wafting from her makes me unforgettable. I would often sit on the stone platform where I was grinding, touch a wooden stick in my hand, and smirk at the nebula in the sky. Draw her eyes on the beach, and the bridge of her nose. However, I still couldn't draw her full facial features, which made me suspect that I didn't have the talent to paint and couldn't become a totem worshipper like my Abba. But I continued to paint his face until my hometown was destroyed and I was exiled, and by chance, I embarked on the path of spiritual practice. ”

"I hate those monks for stepping into my hometown, taking away the treasures that suppressed evil spirits, and destroying all my relatives. Now it's a big joke, but I don't know where the children like me are now, whether they will have the same good luck as me and not have to die in a foreign country. ”

Li Shuishan didn't expect that Lai's sadness would also happen to Qianshan Dao people with high cultivation, but his sadness was life and death, and Lai was just unrequited love.

Li Shuishan touched his immortal sword, and his heart was a little speechless.

He still asked, "You don't have a talent for drawing, but do you draw your own patterns?"

Qianshan Daoist nodded and said:

"When I was heartbroken, I put my heart on the mountain that I used to have, and I transformed the barren mountain I found in the outside world according to my own memory. The scene that I remember the most, and I tattooed it on my body, was this night of joy on the campfire. That night, I vividly remember how timid I looked. I'll never forget seeing my childish face by the river in the moonlight. ”

"I took her as my own heart, and entered the Tao with affection and hatred. ”

Li Shuishan didn't understand the word heart, and vaguely remembered in his memory that someone had said it, but he shook his head and asked, "Senior Qianshan, can you tell me about cultivation?"

Qianshan Daoist nodded and said:

"When I was cultivating, an old sitter mentioned to me that mortals called us cultivators immortals. In fact, we are not much different from mortal Taoist priests. The difference is that they can only cultivate the mind, and we can cultivate the mind on the basis of cultivation. ”

"They say we are immortals, but when did we become immortals. ”

Hearing this, Li Shuishan was a little shocked, and said that cultivators are immortals, how can they not become immortals?

Qianshan Daoren continued:

"We have a different state of mind from mortal dust to explore the ultimate cultivation, seek leisure, and live forever. But the monks in each realm are different from each other, and they all live for different times. ”

"It is generally said that exercising muscles and bones, through the condensation of one's body, gradually enriches the aura in one's body, and increases one's ability to seize the luck of heaven and earth, which is called condensation. Condense the potential in your body to the extreme, fall defects exist, and learn from each other's strengths. And it takes a lot of energy, mixed with some necessary medical support, to break through the shackles of heaven and earth. ”

"This part of the monks will be very different because of the constraints of their bodies, and in the end they will not be able to follow their own ideas. ”

"The next realm is to refine one's own heart, and this realm is what I call the heart. Absorb one's own state of mind and completely integrate into a deep carrier, let one's mind be with nature, until oneself cultivates to a kind of heaven and earth. When one's state of mind is completely opened, one can continue to improve one's realm from then on. Just like the Taoist priests in the mortal world, they uphold the principle that people will conquer the sky, holding a peachwood sword, slaying demons and eliminating demons, and their state of mind is suddenly enlightened. ”

"The hearts of mortal Taoists (i.e., half-immortals) must be better than those of us so-called immortals. Many monks were buried in the mountains. Because they have no belonging, they have not comprehended the existence of their own memories, except for some Taoists who can rely on themselves, walking barefoot in the world, and condensing their state of mind by slaying demons and eliminating demons, but the price paid is also very great, some take decades, and some take hundreds of years. Although people in this realm live longer than mortals, they will not change the fate of life and death that cannot escape reincarnation. ”

"The second is the realm of Taoism, which is the realm I also want to be, where the monks can point to the mountains and open the mountains, wading in the water is like child's play, and raising their hands is a hundred miles to kill. I'm infinitely close, but I'm still not there. I have seen a monk in this realm who can push hundreds of miles of mountain tops and step across hundreds of miles of sea in one step with bare feet. The glance when he looked up could make the hearts of people in the Mind Realm unsettled, and their mood was broken, and they would never have a chance to step into the Daohua Realm again. ”

"And the most terrifying thing is the so-called legendary mortal realm, which can have the power of heaven to borrow the power of nature to transform all things and slaughter a city and a country. Holding a bronze sword in his hand, he transformed dozens of bodies and walked against the wind. And I know that only the Taoist on the Chushui National Highway Mountain has such strength, and I also admire it. ”

As for the above, I don't know the realm, and it's also difficult for me to go to the realm.

Li Shuishan took a deep breath and said:

"Everything has a reincarnation, I still live with it, or die against it. ”

"I, a mortal, may not go beyond my predecessors, I don't know where I will stop. The funny thing is that I haven't entered the realm of condensation yet, refining my body. ”

Qianshan Daoren said: "The half-immortal in the mortal dust may not be the same as us, and his state of mind can still command all things and absorb the power of nature when he reaches a certain realm." It's just that the half-immortal will not escape the cycle of life and death, at most, he will live to be more than two hundred years old and return to Huangquan. ”

"At the same time, you can also step into the path of cultivation like me, this path is dangerous and cunning. is not as calm as in the mortal world, and will accept so many mortal receptions, just let your realm improve. Cultivation that is indispensable for the state of mind is also a terrible constraint, taking a step back is also death, taking a slow step is also death, and missing a step is also death. ”

"There's two options, and you can step into one of them. ”

Li Shuishan fell into deep thought, he actually couldn't measure the truth about cultivation, if he chose the half-immortal in the mortal world, it would be like returning to his hometown, and he couldn't help the lonely soul of Taiping Town return to his Chu Shui country. This way is fierce, I don't know if I can reach it.

But the road out of Taiping Town to the capital can't be stopped, even if the road is bumpy, it is unstoppable.

He looked at the people of Qianshan Dao, the prosperity he saw along the way, and the things that tempered his mind, how easy it was to go.

The lights and fireflies around here flew around, surrounding Li Shuishan, in fact, this was the aura spit out by Tian'er. A gust of wind blew around, bringing a faint wind chime ringing, and this soul-attracting bell did not ring again, and sat quietly next to the two of them.

The Qianshan Daoist flapped the bronze bell and said secretly sadly: "When you come here, I don't know if you will not be able to get out of this nameless city like us." This encloses the Lord's environment. ”

Li Shuishan shook his head, "I don't know." When I first came in, I just saw the sealed barrier, and there are many mysteries in it, so I chose this place, but there were only two stars, like a pair of eyes peeping at us. ”

Li Shuishan looked up again and saw a vague star shadow, "No matter what, I have to go out from here, I just pass through the Nameless City, not stay here for the rest of my life." ”

"I believe that the predecessors of Qianshan also have plans to go out!"

Qianshan Daoren smiled, "That's right, I'm also very tired of this place, I've lived for so long, I haven't seen the morning sun for many years." In this virtual world, my temper will also become extremely strange, although the aging is very slow, but I still lost an eye left in the ancestral tree. ”

When Li Shuishan heard the three words of Old Ancestor Tree, he remembered the thousands of eyes he saw when he first entered the space without impurities, and he seemed to have thought of something.

"No wonder I was suspicious of these eyes at that time, and the old ancestor tree also said it. ”

He said, "I didn't leave an eye. He wouldn't look at anything he said with the eyes of a mortal, and a senior gave me a fresh eye, and I also promised Art a condition, and I entered it. ”

"You didn't even take out one of your eyeballs in exchange. So what is the other condition?" Qianshan asked anxiously.

"Kill Sun Moon Hall Church. ”

Hearing this, the Qianshan Daoist was shocked for a few breaths, and then smiled bitterly, because he knew that with Li Shuishan's current strength, it was extremely difficult to say that killing Qiu Ji was an ordinary monk. The only thing that made him feel extraordinary in his heart was the fairy sword in his hand, and the Muzhu boy mark was full of suspense, and he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse.

"At this time, I'm afraid it's going to be difficult for you to do! I can't kill this person, and I can't kill him. ”

Li Shuishan also had a certain number in his heart, and agreed to the request of the old ancestor tree, so he naturally wanted to realize it. There are many ways to do this, and the choice is in his hands. Fortunately, Li Shuishan didn't have anything important to hand over to him, and just stepped in alone. I just wonder if the scene that other living people see when they step into the Nameless City is the same?

He said softly, "I don't know if this Churchill is the Heavenly Soul Master I met in Clear Water City. If so, then I can't say yes. And I don't have a clear answer to the request of the old ancestor tree. ”

Li Shuishan sighed, obviously the old ancestor tree has a certain conspiracy in it, in this nameless city, there are also people he wants to kill, but he can't kill the existence, he is also very curious, and he also wants to meet that gentleman.

The heavenly ear next to him moved his body, revealing the bone spurs that pierced the flesh, bubbling with black gas, covered with bone marrow, covered with water stains, dripping onto the diaphragm on the seal. The seal was not like what Li Shuishan had seen when he first entered, the layer of purple qi that came out of it was too vigorous, not to mention the feeling that it could not be suppressed, and Li Shuishan, a mortal, could not feel it.

The seal of this heavenly ear he felt affectionately.

It was a kind of coldness from the Xuanyin inside, and the power of the Yellow Spring emitted by the Heavenly Ear, which came out of the Daokou and gradually alienated.

The Qianshan Daoist said embarrassedly to Li Shuishan's mortal body: "I don't know what choice you will make." If you choose to embark on the path of cultivation, I can help you. If you give up, going to the mortal world to be a half-immortal can be regarded as a happy life. ”

Before Li Shuishan could think about it, Qianshan Daoren continued: "If you go to the capital, the mortal body is far from enough, the only choice in front of you is to become a Taoist, which seems to be what many people who have become half-immortals want to do. ”

"It's a long way to go, and it's hard. There is still a belief in upholding justice and subduing demons and destroying evil, and this road will not be lost. ”

His words had a great impact on Li Shuishan, and under intense thought, he muttered: "Isn't what I want in my heart to be a Taoist? If you have an opportunity and don't grasp it, you are not a fool in the village. ”

"How can I still have some timidity. He didn't think about these superficial things, and said: "Qianshan Daoist, I still have some hesitation, as for the power of cultivation, you gave it to me." What I got was not a fake that I had acquired with my own hands. ”

"That's what I don't want to do. ”

Qianshan Daoren frowned, stretched out, and said with a smile: "You carry a lot of cause and effect, and there is no shortage of me. ”

"Whoever chooses you is naturally gambling. I also choose to bet on you. I think you will go further than me, subduing demons and destroying evil, and walking the world. ”

He smiled.

Li Shuishan also smiled.

These words said to Li Shuishan's heart, causing him to be silent for a long time. He has an opportunity that others can't comprehend, and he also has luck that others can't compare, why don't he use it properly?(Actually, the protagonist still doesn't understand the meaning of his existence, and this little Dao heart is also the cause and effect left by Li Shuishan in his previous life, and he has to repay it.) ）”

The Qianshan Daoist raised his finger and pointed at the bronze bell, and the soul attraction bell floated over. He touched the Yellow Spring, which had been eroded by the sun and the moon and was covered with traces of age. The bronze bell also chirped in response, intentionally or unintentionally, and sent a visible ripple at him, like a sword, like light, and quickly without the slightest drag.

It understood the explanation of the Qianshan Daoist, and as he pressed the palm of his hand, a wave of water filled Li Shuishan's eyes with a clear picture.

In a yellow spring of tens of thousands of miles, there is gurgling steam. Countless withered plants were buried, countless eye-opening freaks wagged their tails, and then a city floated over, and slowly saw a bronze bell on it, the city was born from heaven and earth, the copper bell condensed instantly, and the underground freaks closed their eyes and burst. The condensed power of the Yellow Spring was summoned by the call of the bronze bell and merged into it.

The bronze bell moved, and the yellow spring trembled.

In Li Shuishan's mind, the imprint of a small bell appeared, but it was erratic.

Li Shuishan didn't see the soul-attracting bell as the picture disappeared, and his body also had a trace of coldness, which made people look extremely cold. His body began to absorb the yin power of heaven and earth, and there were many ghosts on the ground, all of them were outsiders who died in the nameless city, and they all looked at Li Shuishan with respect.

The people of Qianshan Dao were also extremely satisfied with Li Shuishan.

is like a beloved, a cold water squirts out of his sleeve, waking up the girl who is still infatuated with the guest, which makes people unbearable to approach.

freed him from the pain of love.