Mingxin Cave, a room is bright.

Zhu Changming and Zhu Yuzi sat opposite each other.

"Do you think that kid can come to his senses? I really can't, I'm going to wake up that woman, anyway, I'm going to be reincarnated, and if you take her sword, you will die, and if you don't, you will die. Zhu Changming rubbed his hands.

Zhu Yuzi almost squirted out of the tea he had just drunk in his mouth, he put down the cup and said, "Don't harm me, you will die, of course you are not afraid, but Yun Zhenren is angry with me, what can I do?"

Zhu Changming snorted coldly and said, "You don't even give me a sip of good tea, I don't care what you do alive." ”

Zhu Yuzi sighed and said, "You taste this tea, this time, I added a stick of Eternal Sky Green into it." ”

Zhu Changming snorted and scolded: "I'm your eldest brother, are you embarrassed to add one, don't think I don't know that you gave Qingwan's mother-in-law a box of tea, and no one has ever looked at you." ”

Zhu Yuzi's expression changed and said, "You actually follow me." ”

He immediately said: "Didn't I see that Yiming injured her apprentice? ”

Zhu Changming sneered: "Anyway, this time that kid can't understand the trick of the day and night, I'll go and wake her up." ”

Zhu Yuzi coughed lightly and said, "Senior brother, you have to come to you in the next life, you don't want to do this." ”

Zhu Changming smiled slightly and said: "Lao Tzu has already thought about it, and he will go to my peak in the next life." That kid has learned my samadhi true fire, as long as he has practiced, if he has a little conscience, he will cross me, and he won't bother you to worry about it. ”

Zhu Yuzi said: "But you offended Yun Zhenren, it is a big disrespect, and you may not be able to go to my peak." ”

Zhu Changming muttered: "That girl has slept for dozens or hundreds of years, I don't believe that I will be so unlucky." As long as I go to the peak of the past, with her temperament, she will not embarrass me. After all, I'm not reincarnated with memories. ”

Zhu Yuzi said helplessly: "Believe me, that kid will definitely be able to understand the secret of day and night, it's really not good, I will give him this opportunity to enter the cave." ”

When he said this, it was quite painful.

Zhu Changming smiled and said, "This is what you said, I didn't force you." Don't blame me, think about it, if that kid can't practice the trick, it's really hard to convince the public. And day and night through life and death, yin and yang two avenues, his master is unlucky to understand yin and yang, if this kid is lucky, maybe he can understand life and death, if this is the case, then it is the great creation of our Vientiane Sect, maybe in the future this world will reshape reincarnation, we can take advantage of it. ”

Zhu Yuzi was silent for a while, and then said quietly: "Senior brother, can we not dream?"

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It has been ten days since Gu Qing came back from Sanssouci Peak Dabi, and he said that he had lost all his skills that day, of course he was suspected of selling miserably, but the ruthlessness of the master was also beyond his expectations.

It's just that Gu Qing's ascetic Aoki True Qi has indeed lost most of it, even if the roots are still there, it will take a year and a half to rebuild back to its original state.

Gu Qing was not in a hurry, because the injuries of the meridians and viscera in the body needed to be recuperated.

In the past ten days, Gu Qing has also closed his door to thank guests, so that Lao Qintou will temporarily send away all the people who come to visit him.

gave Zhu Yiming five thunders, plus Zhu Yuzi's reminder at that time, Gu Qing vaguely grasped something. He sat on the stone by the stream, looking inwardly at the empty meridians, which were dead and silent compared to the vitality of the past.

This reminded Gu Qing of the experience of reincarnation many times before, that kind of state of extremely poor physical condition.

From birth to death, like a mayfly in front of you.

Gu Qing stopped looking inward and looked at the small insects flapping their wings and flying on the edge of the stream. They have transparent wings and two long whiskers, and they are delicate and attractive when they flutter in the air.

But their lives are so short, they are born and die, and they are brilliant in such a short life.

It's dusk, and mayflies fly in groups, as if they know that life is coming to an end, and they fly in the air, but this kind of dance requires excellent eyesight to appreciate, because they are so small that even if they appear in groups, it is easy to ignore.

When they are at their peak in the air, they also ring the bell of death, and the mayflies fall one after another, forming a thick layer on the ground.

Life is short and fragile, just like a mayfly.

Because of this, Gu Qing had such a desire for immortality.

The fungus does not know the obscurity, and in the past, Gu Qing could not experience a complete spring, summer, autumn and winter. But he can be reincarnated, and he is constantly alternating between life and death.

Memories of the past came flooding back.

The despair of facing death again and again, and the joy of being reborn again and again.

In the end, it became a habit, accustomed to the constant rotation of life, accustomed to the impermanence of fate.

He knows life, he knows death, but he doesn't know the difference between life and death.

Life can't be controlled, death can't be controlled, what should happen between life and death?

Can it be controlled?

If between life and death, one step of life, one step of death, neither life nor death, then what is it?

Gu Qing tortured himself over and over again, forcing himself to recall those unbearable past experiences over and over again. The most painful farewell, the most joyful meeting, the strongest wine, the best her, the most moving piano sound......

He seemed to recall the sound of the donkey's bark, which was really not good, and there seemed to be a Huating crane chirping in his ears, and there was a song of Guangling scattered at the end of his fingertips, a person gave him three cups of Turannuo under the moon, and half of the prosperous world was in the wine glass, who is he, who is he?

Memories come up like a tide, like a tide falling, and finally as the sun sets completely, everything falls silent.

The sunset is white, and the tide is blue.

So much for.

All the turbulent waves will eventually fall silent.

This silence is not dead silence, but the tranquility and calmness between life and death.

The clouds and mist on the top of the mountain, the grass and leaves of the former peak, are all interpreting the fun, and the murmuring of the stream is also fun. But now it's dusk.

What do you see in the morning and night?

Is it yin and yang dawn?

No.

"It's the greatness of life and death, it's the rotation of life, it's me, it's Gu Qing. ”

The little crow flapped its wings and suddenly landed on Gu Qing's shoulder, Gu Qing smiled slightly and said, "You came just in time." ”

The little crow's body was covered with a gray aura, which was resentment and death, and at this time, a large amount of it poured into Gu Qing's body, and the death qi seemed to completely annihilate the only vitality he had.

Business is all over!

Gu Qing's expression also became gray, his eyes were closed, and his eyebrows seemed to be dim, it was the purest death qi that had taken root in his body.

The heart stopped beating, the qi and blood were silent, and the dead qi reached the limbs and hundreds of bones, until the eyebrows and the ancestors wanted to completely occupy Gu Qing's body.

Gu Qing only had a little divine intent as if he wanted to stop the invasion of the dead qi on the center of his eyebrows, but he finally gave up.

Dead Qi completely encroached on everything in Gu Qing.

Gu Qing completely had no business.

It was a long night.

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...

Zhu Changming suddenly took out an immortal lamp, which was the one that Gu Qing had lit.

The light has gone out. The lamp is in the people, and the lamp is extinguished.

He patted his thigh and shouted, "Kuya." ”

Zhu Yuzi hurriedly said: "Don't get excited. ”

Zhu Changming immediately came back to his senses, and said happily: "It's good to go out, it's good to go out, I'm also confused, from death to life, from life to death, life and death are in rotation, and my life is endless." ”

"It's done, it's done, it's done. He was holding a teacup, but with the ability of the Yin God Great Cultivator, he couldn't hold this cup of tea.

The tea trembled.

Zhu Yuzi's expression returned to indifference, and said: "Senior brother, put down the lamp, whether it can be done or not, it depends on whether the lamp can be lit." ”

Zhu Changming nodded, he was a great monk in the end, he was too excited before, and because of the Yin God, he was already the most delusional, and under the agitation of his mind, the delusions were everywhere, so he didn't control the form.

At this time, he regained his senses, calmed down, and placed the immortal lamp on the coffee table.

The night was extraordinarily long.

The dawn in the east cannot disperse the clouds and fog of the former peak, but the morning glow is amiable and lovely.

In the Mingxin Cave, the immortal lamp that belonged to Gu Qing quietly lit up.

Zhu Changming smiled, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, good, it's really excellent." ”

Zhu Yuzi smiled slightly and said: "That kid can stay in the road of conscience for more than half a day, he is originally a heavenly and human posture, and I can't realize it, so it's strange to me." ”

He got up, and there was a click.

It turned out that Zhu Yuzi was wearing clogs, and she couldn't control the strength on her feet at once, and she trampled on a pair of clogs made of purple shirt wood that had been thousands of years old.

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When the first rays of morning light shone on Gu Qing's face, Gu Qing breathed again, faintly echoing the clouds and mist on the top of the former peak. The little crow kept watch by his side all night.

This little thing, on this night, no threatening thing was allowed to approach Gu Qing, even Old Man Qin came over, and he was scared away by it.

It wasn't until Gu Qing had the sound of breathing again that the little crow screamed and circled and flew in the air.

It's just that the dancing posture is far less beautiful and moving than the dancing posture of the mayfly.

The stiffness of his body was gradually dispelled by a burst of vitality, and Gu Qing stretched his waist.

The vitality did not completely dispel the dead qi, the vitality and death qi circled in the dantian at the same time, forming a whirlpool, the qi of life and death, circulating endlessly, all kinds of vitality between heaven and earth poured into the life and death qi in Gu Qing's body and turned into the purest vitality and death qi.

And the root of this angry and dead qi comes from the little crow and Aoki Changshenggong respectively.

If Gu Qing didn't take in the little crow, he would have realized that truth, and he would have to go to great lengths to find the pure death qi, and if he didn't practice Aoki's longevity skills, it would be the same reason.

The spirit stone on the little crow's body is really not in vain.

Gu Qing looked at all kinds of vitality in heaven and earth, and there was no need to just take a scoop of wood vitality, he wanted them all.

Gu Qing raised his head to look at the peak, and a sense of realization welled up in his heart, he had practiced the morning and evening formula, and it was not the morning and evening trick of the cheap master Yun Zhenren.

Such as one stem gives birth to two flowers.

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