The thousand-year covenant is limited to ten lifetimes.

And this life is the last one. X.

As she said, "What will you do to me in this life?" What will be the outcome of this thousand-year-old covenant?

Did he marry her as she wished, or did she follow him into the Tao and make a life for the common people?

She didn't think about the love-hate entanglement with him in these nine lifetimes. Those memories are too unbearable, too helpless, too painful.

She just wants to know how this last life will end.

Thousands of floating shadows from complex to simple, from more to less. Staggered away, and in the end only a painting remained.

Ling stood in the dream of Liuyufeng, her white clothes were like snow, fluttering. I opened my closed eyes and stared intently at this painting that I had never seen before.

She knew that what the painting showed was what the person she was looking for was like in this life.

It was a child riding a green ox and appearing on Longhu Mountain, the head of the Jiangnan Daoting.

With a flute pinned to his waist, he was twelve or thirteen years old.

The child rode down the bull from the cloud-shrouded dragon and tiger mountain at dawn. A rooster crow resounded through the valley.

The child heard the rooster crowing and chanted loudly: "The rooster has five virtues, the crown distance does not leave the body, and the five watches open their mouths to wake up the people in their dreams." ”

As soon as the poem fell, four gray-robed middle-aged Taoists hurriedly rushed up to Chongshan to lead them, and saluted: "Heavenly Master, Xu Shenweng has sent a holy message. ”

The child smiled and said, "Is it the saint who invited me to go to Beijing to catch demons?"

The four gray-robed Daoists were stunned for a moment, and the first Daoist said, "It turns out that the Heavenly Master already knows. ”

The child smiled and said: "A letter back, I will immediately set off for Jingshi, on the way I will enter Jinling to observe the natural birth of the Taoist baby, and I must stay for a day." ”

The Taoist in front of him replied, "Yes." ”

The child said: "During my departure from the mountain, the internal affairs are supported by the Dao Jian, Yongqing and Shoujian, and the external affairs are supplemented by the Deguang Lord, and the true yang and self-party are supplemented. Three days later, Wudang will have Taoist friends to visit and welcome them from Jiyang. ”

The Taoist who had come before replied, "Yes—"

The child waved the dust and said with a smile: "I'll go." The four Daoists looked up, and there was no trace of the Heavenly Master in front of them.

The last painting, fades away. In the vast dream, the original calm was restored, and the purple qi rose as if it had been at the beginning.

The woman in white lowered her eyes and took a breath, sneered, and muttered, "Longhu Mountain is the youngest child Heavenly Master after Zhang Daoling. Zhang Lujiu, you have been a Taoist priest of the tenth generation, haven't you been enough?"

In the depths of the purple qi that spread around, a voice said, "Your goal has been achieved, you can go." ”

Listening to the tone of the voice, it seems to be rushing people.

The woman in white collected her thoughts and replied, "I will naturally go." But before I go, I want to remind you. ”

"What do I need you to remind me of?"

The woman in white said coldly: "I didn't promise just now, and I won't come to you in the future." ”

"You-" The voice of the master in the purple qi was almost stimulated by this sentence.

The woman in white slowly walked out of the purple qi, and the endless ice cubes around her quickly melted.

The voice in the purple qi seemed to have no other way to vent except for screaming, and said helplessly: "You have practiced for thousands of years, and you still look like a broken skin;

"Does anyone say that you have to be a gentleman if you practice for thousands of years?"

"If you don't do a good goddess, you just want to be a locust that can't be shaken off no matter how you shake it off. Hey, my life is so miserable. ”

The woman in white stopped, turned her head sideways and said, "If you have any opinions, you might as well share them with me." ”

"You... Let's go, I'm okay with you. The voice in the depths of the purple qi completely lost its original mastery demeanor.

"I don't believe it. ”

"I really don't have a problem with you. ”

The woman in white turned into a dream and left a sentence: "Wait, I will come to you again." ”

The voice in the depths of the purple qi sighed: "Is this the honest afraid of the domineering, the domineering afraid of the arrogant, the arrogant afraid of the deadly..."

The bright dream realm returned to the primordial darkness, and a true qi emanated from the seven orifices of Liuyu Feng.

The graceful and gorgeous, charming woman, holding a feather fan in her hand, reappeared on the side of the Tuna platform on the Tiao Tian Mountain.

The woman looked at Liu Yufeng's pale face and muttered for a while: "I didn't expect you kid to have a relationship with him." ”

Shaking the feather fan, he walked towards the edge of the cliff, and said with a strange smile: "Since he is the only prodigy heavenly master after Zhang Daoling, the Dao Law must be unfathomable, and now that so many years have passed, he has become an adult, and his cultivation should go further, there is no reason why he can't count what happened to you today..."

"But he knows it, but he pretends not to know, like the man in your dreams, and lets you end up like this. What's the point?"

The woman glanced at the starry sky leisurely, and then walked towards Liu Yufeng: "Your so-called destiny is really hard, it is better to be an ordinary man." Now looking at your way of dying or not living, what Mo family juzi, sword immortal, including the person who has no heart, have all disappeared without a trace, and I am the only one who can help you restore your Dao heart. When you wake up, you'll have to repay me..."

At the beginning of the sword, he followed behind Su Ru is not far away.

Looking at Su Ru's somewhat pathetic and very valuable back, the question that had been buried in Jian Zhizhi's heart for many years silently surfaced in his mind.

Su Ru is holding on to his bamboo sword, and the appearance of galloping with a horse on his shoulder, really has a bit of the charm of a swordsman. It's a pity that this swordsman doesn't know a single swordsmanship, not even a decent sword.

At the beginning of the sword, I didn't know what kind of power it was, so that Su Ru always remembered that he was a swordsman, so that he could support Su Ru is to the present. Even if he touched the wall countless times along the way, no one was willing to accept him as an apprentice, Su Ru never forgot his original belief.

Not to mention faith and original intentions. How many people in this world have forgotten their way home? They can't even remember why they came here.

If it weren't for the first sentence of the "Three Character Classic" that three-year-old children would have, "At the beginning of man, nature is good", I am afraid that many people will still think that at the beginning of man, sex is evil.

The same is true at the beginning of the sword.

Although he is called the beginning of the sword, he has forgotten the beginning of the sword.

Why do you want to practice a sword? Why do you want to become a swordsman? The beginning of the sword has been blurred for many years.

Therefore, the master said that he had lost his sword heart and no longer recognized him as an apprentice.

He said that drinking alcohol taught him something. For example: forgive someone.

Is this person who needs to be forgiven the most someone else, or himself?

If only I could say goodbye to the past. If you can say goodbye to the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon, you will be fine. If you can shake hands with life. What else is there in this world that cannot be forgiven or let go?

I don't know at the beginning of the sword.

Perhaps, I don't want to know.

I don't want to know what I got in exchange, of course, I don't want to forgive, I don't want to let go.

The sky is slightly bright, the flowers are fragrant, the morning mist rises, the top of the mountain is even more cloudy, the rising sun rises from the east, casting a dazzling light, putting on a layer of red clothes to the Tianshan Mountain.

A curtain of spring dream building on the top of the mountain shows the appearance of fairyland.

The strange Su who rode the horse first stopped at the intersection of the mountain up the mountain. Look at the two completely opposite roads, one left and one right, and I can't make up my mind which one to take for a while.

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard someone on the road on the left shouting: "Sell books, sell books, Chunmenglou's out-of-print collection, and the new works that have just been completed, all on sale..."