When the man in white saw the figure clearly, suddenly, a gust of wind howled.

And so the full moon rose.

Where the moonlight was, the man in white saw that the figure was just facing away from him. However, it made him feel like a majestic mountain that could compete with the sky.

It seems that this heaven and earth have collapsed, as long as this old man is here, and there is this peak standing here, it will not affect him in any way.

It's just an old man with gray hair and rotten clothes.

Why does an old man feel this way for him?

The man in white didn't know, nor did he know who the old man was. In his impression, there was no old man with such a curved body in the divine relics of this heaven and earth.

An old man he had never seen before suddenly appeared on this mountain. And there is no divine fluctuation on this old man's body, his breath is ordinary, just like an ordinary old man.

What the man in white felt, this was an ordinary old man. But why do you feel this way in your heart? and it's getting stronger and stronger.

"You... Who is it?" asked the man in white, taking a deep breath.

This is definitely not just an ordinary old man. Otherwise, it can give him this feeling?

This must be a supreme being. In addition to being a mortal, only a strong person who cultivates to be much higher than him will make him feel no breath.

This old man's realm is very wonderful. Sitting there cross-legged, but it gave him an extremely strong resistance, which was inviolable by all laws.

"This is an extremely strong man... It's even possible ... Emperor Cang was not his opponent. ”

The man in white thought for a long time, and finally spoke.

"Senior, may I ask who you are?"

In the face of a person who is suspected of being the strongest, for anyone, if a strong person suddenly appears in front of him, it will naturally be terrifying.

But the man in white hesitated for a moment before letting go of the doubts in his heart. If this strong man really had the intention of killing, then he would have done it a long time ago.

More importantly, the man in white had an intuition that this old man with a mysterious origin would not attack him no matter what.

The man in white spoke, but the old man still sat there silently.

The old man didn't move, and the man in white didn't dare to move. The two were silent for a long time.

There was no sound all around, only the sound of each other's breathing.

Finally, a sound of vicissitudes suddenly sounded in the night sky.

"Son, come to me. ”

This old voice is still full of vicissitudes. It's just that the man in white listened to the words and had an inexplicable emotion. It's like this voice, I've heard it many years ago, and it's all too familiar.

The man in white felt as if he knew the old man. No matter what he thought, he didn't turn out the memory of seeing this old man from his mind.

He didn't think, but his body couldn't help it. Walk ahead.

The wet leaves stained the boots in the ground, shattering in pieces under the heavy footsteps, turning into the thinnest wisps.

The wind blew, stirring the white clothes. Pushed his black hair around, revealing a handsome face. The wind was too strong, and the broken leaves under his feet also flew with it.

However, the wind did not rage in the end, and when it blew behind the old man, it collapsed and dispersed, and was shaken away by a stroke of the sleeve.

The old man stretched out his hand, and then spoke again, "Son, sit here." ”

The pupils of the man in white suddenly shrank, and in the old man's wave of his sleeves, he seemed to see the changes of heaven and earth.

Behind him, there were no longer mountain roads covered with leaves, and in the distance there were no longer wooden houses on the shore of the lake, but mountains all over them.

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In front of it, there is a firewood house. This wood house is very dilapidated, and when the breeze blows, it squeaks. Just like the old man, he has entered his twilight years and experienced his last years in the wind.

In front of this wood house, in front of the old man, there was one more thing.

It was an old wooden table, and in front of it, there was a cup of tea and two worn-out teacups.

This was something that did not exist in the mountains, but it appeared in front of the man in white.

"Heaven and earth... ....... changed"

The pupils of the man in white shrank sharply, and his breathing became also rapid.

Strong, this old man is really strong. In the wave of his sleeves, the changes of heaven and earth, how many people in this world can do it? At least, the man in white has never seen or heard of it.

Perhaps, only the legendary Emperor Cang and Emperor Luo Yun can achieve such a feat.

The man in white had never seen a strong man with such a method.

It's just that when the old man's voice sounded again, the injustice in the man in white calmed down a lot.

"Come, son, sit in front of me. ”

The man in white swallowed his saliva and thought for a while, "Senior, this is still a place of divine relics?"

The land of the gods has been sealed in the dust for countless years. It has been forgotten by the world, and it occupies only a few square areas, and it is impossible for such a continuous mountain to be endless.

The old man shook his head with his back to him, and replied, "This is still a place of divine relics. ”

The man in white was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "I have never seen such a scene, how can it be a place of divine relics? If not, can you bother my seniors to take me out?"

In his opinion, with this old man's heavenly means, he must be able to take him away from the divine relics.

It is good to stay here, there is no deceit between monks, only the warmth between people. He fell in love with the simplicity of the folk customs of the Relic Clan.

Just, here. He will be a frog at the bottom of a well for the Tao, and once he stays here, he will no longer be able to pursue a higher realm.

Although, behind him, there is an incomparably ancient being. However, the resources here are limited, and it is far from enough for him to climb to the sky.

The old man was silent for a moment, then shook his head slowly. He spoke slowly. "Here... Only you will be able to get out. It's just that you've been running away, so you've been staying here. Come, child, sit down before me, and I'll tell you a story. ”

"Only I can get out? am I running away?" the man in white was stunned for a moment, but without thinking much about it, he crossed the old man in a few steps, came to the opposite side, and sat down cross-legged at the wooden table.

Looking up, the old man's face was finally revealed in the eyes of the man in white.

The old man's face was wrinkled like dead wood, filled with twilight. It's just that a pair of eyes, but it seems to contain the stars in the sky, just one glance, can make people fall into the infinite scenery.

The old man just smiled, stretched out his hand hidden in his gray sleeve, and turned the two teacups on the wooden table upside down.

The teapot is lifted and tilted slightly. First-class water warmed the cup.

"Come, drink this cup of tea first. After making this tea, the old man stretched out his hand and said again.

The man in white nodded and smiled, and when he sat down in front of the old man, the panic in his heart disappeared.

He felt the old man's gaze watching him all the time. The gaze was appreciative, gratifying, and more than that, loving. It's like you're looking at your own child.

The man in white felt a little warm, as if he was being illuminated by the warm sun.

"Thank you, seniors. He didn't hesitate, thanked him, picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly.

He took a sip and froze. The brows furrowed slightly, but the hands still kept going, one bite after another.

As he continued to drink one sip after another, the man in white's brows furrowed more and more, and the doubts in his heart became even more numerous.

"How does this tea taste?" the old man laughed at this moment. It's like a spring breeze in the twilight of winter.

The man in white put down the teacup, shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "This tea is very light, I thought that this first sip of aftertaste would come in the future, but with the second taste, I really knew that this tea had no taste at all." ”

He raised his head, looked at the old man's gaze, and said with a smile: "The tea given by the predecessors, if it is tea, then it is really difficult to drink, I originally thought that the tea given by the predecessors must be the first-class tea in this world." ”

But when I thought about it again, this is actually ordinary water. After all, no matter how light this tea is, there will be some flavor after all. ”

The old man smiled and asked again, "Then do you know why I brought you a pot of water to drink?"

The man in white frowned slightly again, and fell into thought. After a long time, his eyes lit up. He said: "The clarity of the water, the predecessors want to tell me that on the way to the Tao, don't forget your original heart and be as clear as the water?"

The old man smiled again, shook his head, and said, "This answer is indeed good. In the past... The old man also asked a person, and he also gave this answer. ”

"The clarity of the water is of course a good thing, but the old man replied that this water, although tasteless, can make countless spiritual teas, and can also make ordinary tea. ”

"Water is plain, but there are countless possibilities. Just like this heaven and earth...... This heaven and earth are like this glass of water. It can brew a bland tea as well as an evocative brew. ”

"There are countless living beings in heaven and earth. These creatures are like this tea. Birds, beasts, insects, to humans, to our monks. ”

"This water can brew the taste of countless kinds of tea, and countless creatures can be born in this heaven and earth. Among these creatures, there are ordinary and mediocre people, and there are also transcendent people. ”

The old man told him that if there is no such water, no matter how good the spiritual tea is, it is useless, and if there is no such world, those so-called Tianjiao and strong people are also empty talk. If there is no heaven and earth, how can living beings be born, and how can they drink the strongest wine in the world, the best tea?"

"In the end, the world is destroyed, and everything is reduced to nothingness. There is nothing but the shattered void. ”

After the words fell, the old man suddenly raised his head, looked straight into the eyes of the man in white, sighed, and said, "You are not him after all, and the old man will naturally not tell you what he answered." The old man's answer to you is that this clear water is self-purifying, and the road ahead is turbid or clear, and you can choose by yourself. ”

"Come on, kid. Tell the teacher your own choice. In the future, there will never be anyone behind you to control your direction. The way forward, only your own choice, tell the teacher, what you really think!"

Between the words, the heavens and the earth rolled. There was a big thunder rolling in the head of the man in white.

He suddenly remembered something, and watched the old man's body tremble, tears flowing.

The big dream of the abyss, the clouds and the waves.

The surrounding mountains are continuous, and all of them are broken. A blood red stands in the world.

A mangled hand, suddenly reaching out from the earth, knocked over the wooden table in front of him, and was now in the man's sight.

The old man's body was motionless, and his eyes were still looking directly at each other. Word by word, like thunder, it ran in all directions.

"Tell the teacher, what you really think in your heart!"