Qiao Geng knew very well that the power he had now was a power that most monks did not have, but he also found that he was different from others, he would be born, old, sick and die.

Because in the three years of traveling, he found that he was older, not to mention the changes in his appearance, that is, he was much older than before in all aspects of his physical functions.

Because he didn't really practice, he wasn't a monk, he was still a mortal, and he still had to go through the baptism of the years, and then eventually turn into a handful of dust.

Thinking of this, he finally understood where his sense of restraint came from......

It is his fear of this world from the beginning of his birth, and the fear that life will eventually return to silence.

Unable to change the level of life, unable to transcend this world, he is bound after all!

For the next five years, he no longer practiced his sword, but traveled around the place with a flying sword, to find out where there were cultivation sects in various places, and to find out how some of their practices compared to his own.

It's a pity that he is too old, and his own cultivation qualifications are not very good, so he can only watch his body decay.

And just like a normal old man among mortals, his consciousness began to drift when the logarithm was greater...... Once, due to his mental exhaustion, the laxity of consciousness also led to the laxity of his cultivation, and the sword qi of his body rippled out, directly flattening a continuous mountain range.

So after going around outside for a few years, he finally returned to Wugu Village.

It's just that the people of Wugu Village have changed again, and only a few villagers recognize him.

And learned from the name of the village that during his absence, Cui Zijing also sent people to look for him, and the person who told him these words had a little more envy in his mouth, after all, if he didn't do anything, he could get the court's money, what a happy thing to do?

Qiao Geng didn't care about this at all, he smiled at the man, and went back to his residence, he now wanted to find a way to transcend life and death, even if it was to prolong his life like a monk.

But as the days passed, his health was getting worse and worse, and the injuries left by the early years of the southern and northern wars were also reflected and tormented him.

In this way, coupled with the sluggishness of his spirit, at twelve hours a day, there were about seven or eight hours, and he was either sleeping unconsciously, or he was awakened by the hidden illness of his early years. By all indications, he was just a mortal.

Xiao Sanzhu and the others, who were hiding in the shadows, also began to worry about his safety, and now there were fifteen years left before the full hundred-year deadline......

If Mo Wunian can't find any way to get out of the world, from Qiao Geng back to himself, then he will really become a mortal and decay in the world!

Another three years have passed, and there have been thirteen rains in three spring and autumn seasons, obviously with Qiao Geng's current condition, he will never be afraid of the cold, but for some reason he feels colder and colder, especially the last three times, he has wind chills......

When the cold befell him, what he could still feel was that death was approaching him step by step, and when he was confused, he couldn't even feel the cold, his body was only numb, and the whole person was like a cage of smoke, feeling that he was getting lighter and thinner, but he couldn't get together.

After trying this feeling three times, he became more and more afraid of death.

What was life and death? Perhaps for this answer, he needs to visit the world to find an answer.

He walked out of Wugu Village again, and he couldn't remember how many times he had walked out of the village...... It's just that every time he leaves, his purpose is different.

Nearly 70 years have passed, and although the ruined temple where he and Li Wanwan met ten miles away from the village seems even more dilapidated, it continues to stand tenaciously, and it may continue to stand here until it truly decays and collapses.

"Is it going to rain again? it should be the fourteenth time......" But before he could fly farther away, the sky was full of dark clouds, and it was time to rain again.

Qiao Geng instinctively had become afraid of the rain, so he had to temporarily settle in the ruined temple.

After entering the temple, he found that although the temple was very dilapidated, its roof was as thick as it was before, and it was not a problem to shelter from the wind and rain.

After raising a fire, enjoying the feeling of warmth, he didn't feel that his eyelids were fighting, not that he was really tired, but that he was not in good spirits most of the time, and he could sleep at any time of the day.

When he woke up from his sleep, a young man had entered the ruined temple at some point, and seeing that Qiao Geng's old clothes were thin, he took off his clothes and draped them over him.

"Thank you, young man!" Qiao Geng said to the young man with a kind smile.

Young Eun looked polite and said indifferently: "Old man, no matter how I say that I am strong, you are different, don't catch a cold!"

He said so, but in fact, his body was also very thin, and he couldn't help but be so weak that he was afraid that he didn't have the strength to bind the chicken.

"Young man, what are you going to do?"

"Old man, I'm going to Beijing to take the exam, and I've been studying for more than ten years, and I have some ambitions...... It's a big world out there, and I want to see it......! Old man, this can't be helped!"

Seeing that the young man was thin, Qiao Geng did not rely on the old and sell the old, and continued to be cheeky to drape his clothes, but returned them to him.

Young people

looked panicked, and wanted to put on Qiao Geng's clothes again.

Just as the two parties retreated, as the door of the broken temple "creaked", a young girl who was also young and had a beautiful face and looked like a rich daughter walked in.

She was alone, and naturally she went into this temple to take shelter from the rain, and when she saw two people in the temple, perhaps because she was a little scared and shy, she gritted her teeth and hesitated, and then she stayed.

After the young man had asked her enough politely, he put his clothes back on Qiao Geng, and he sat around the fire, took out a book in his bag, and began to read it hard.

The night is coming, and the wind is rushing outside in the evening, and the whistling sound blows, like a hundred ghosts walking at night...... Such a scene inevitably made the girl frightened, so she chatted with the young man without a match.

"I also asked Childe, do you ...... poetry and songs?"

"I'm not all proficient in it, but I know a few things!"

"What do you think of the phrase 'Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart'?"

"Well...... this sentence"

But maybe it's really like-minded, and the two of them are also very speculative.

Qiao Geng suddenly felt that this scene was a bit familiar, was it a coincidence? Is there really a reincarnation in the world?

Only this time he changed from being a person in the world to a bystander, and he especially remembered that at this time of the year, there should have been bandits coming in, would they come again this time?

As he thought so, the door of the ruined temple creaked, and several big men came in from outside, and judging from their faces and clothes, they didn't look like good people at all!

But maybe this is a reincarnation, so similar that the words of the leader of the bandits are even the same as back then, he said: "It's really feng shui in turn, and good and bad depend on each other! Lao Tzu just escaped from the hands of the dog officers and soldiers, but he thought that he would be able to meet such a clever little girl, hehehe......."

The girl was frightened when she saw all this.

Although a few bandits were born with big shoulders and round waists, Qiao Geng didn't pay attention to it, but he was not in a hurry, he wanted to see what the young man would do, and whether it would be the same as him back then?

But the young man didn't disappoint him.

His eyes were bright, and he stood in front of several people and said, "What kind of ability is a few people bullying a weak woman!"

"Hey, you're as thin as a wild monkey, and you dare to spoil the good deeds of Lao Tzu?" The bandit leader naturally didn't care about him, and he raised his fist and was about to hit him in the face.

At this moment, Qiao Geng made a move, and a sword qi surged out of his hand, several red lines were thrown, and several bandits fell to the ground one by one.

"Old man, is he a practitioner?" Qiao Geng's performance was not particularly exaggerated, and the young man thought that he was a martial arts master in the rivers and lakes.

Qiao Geng did not speak, but his eyes were tired and he fell asleep again, and the young man respectfully put on his own clothes for him.

When I woke up again, it was just dawn, and it was time for the three of them to separate.

The girl pulled the young man alone and whispered: "In three days, I will throw a hydrangea to choose a ...... You remember to come!".

She said very quietly, but Qiao Geng still heard it, and he could even figure out some of the girl's thoughts, probably she was just like Li Wanwan back then, and she also hoped that the young man could marry her.

The young man was stunned for a moment, but did not reply immediately, and when he came back to his senses, the beautiful woman had already walked away and disappeared from his sight.

Qiao Geng's heart was slightly touched, how similar the scene in front of him was to him in the past!

So he asked the young man a second question, and he said, "Will you go?"

At that time, he wanted to be free...... But looking back now, even though he now has a power far beyond mortals, he is just a handful of dust after his death, maybe after he and Li Wanwan got married, he now has another opportunity.

But as this thought germinated, he also asked himself, did he regret it? He didn't know, he was waiting for the young man's answer.

Sure enough, even though the history is similar, it can't be exactly the same, and the young man nodded very seriously and said, "I'll go." ”。

Qiao Geng continued: "If you don't have a career, how can you give her happiness? Besides, if you marry her, isn't this difficulty a kind of constraint?"

He didn't play the role of the Yan swordsman back then to encourage young people, but instead questioned young people?

But the young man said to him with a determined look: "Senior, I will still go." ”。

He did not stop him, and three days later he went with the young man to the place where the maiden was, and downstairs in the windward he saw the young man take the hydrangea that the maiden had thrown away.

He didn't stay, he planned to continue wandering around aimlessly, but maybe he was really too old, and he was often mentally tired, and after walking a few steps, he felt sleepy, and found a place on the spot and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he found that he was in Wugu Village, and everything he had seen was just a dream.

"Is it just a dream?" he muttered, smiling helplessly.

He felt that he had almost enough lately, and he had even dreamed a lot.

But he still wanted to go outside to see, but he walked and walked just like he did in his dream, after he walked out for more than ten miles, in front of the ruined temple, it was exactly the same as in his dream, it rained in the sky, and then it was

Later, he met young men, maidens, bandits, and then fell asleep again, and woke up again in the village of five grains.

In this way, even he didn't know how many times, in such a wireless loop dream, the appearance of young people and girls changed again and again, and finally became the appearance of him and Li Wanwan, and he became Yan Swordsman.

And after that......

From the perspective of Yan Swordsman, he saw "Qiao Geng" his own life, with the king of the northwest becoming the emperor, and then the emperor being an ordinary person, and practicing swordsmanship to the point of being a god!

In this way, the dream came to the place where he was going to Wugu Village to go out, and he woke up again.

Just looking at everything familiar around him, he wondered again: Is he still in a dream, or has he already woken up?

Until he reached a position ten miles away from the village......

But what kind of ruined temple is there? He really woke up from his dream, and the ruined temple had long since decayed and collapsed, and the ruins had all dissipated here.

As for why he had this dream? Probably he still couldn't let go of what happened back then, but at this time, he also understood that he would have this kind of wireless loop dream, but it was really because his health was so bad that he was so mentally exhausted that he even had problems dreaming.

Perhaps, the next time he dreams like this, he will sleep forever.

Is life and death terrible? Qiao Geng has read so many books, and the books all say that life and death are not terrible.

It's one thing to be understandable, it's another thing to be true to yourself...... It's just a dream, but he is even more afraid of life and death.

This even made him start to think crankily, he remembered some things in his early years, and he thought about some things recently, and he always felt that he had been bound by something in his life......

It seems that he can break free from fate and escape him, but fate still catches him in various forms again and again.

He was born in Wugu Village, and with his own stupid head, if it were not possible, he would be bound to this small mountain village for the rest of his life.

So unwilling to be trapped here like this, he walked out of the mountain village and met Li Wanwan, who gave him a tempting choice, whether to continue to run away in search of freedom, or to be bound and gentle?

But in the next twenty-five years, whether he was the head of the shop in the capital, or the later king of the northwest or even the emperor of the Ninety-Five Supreme, he was tightly bound by the imperial court.

After jumping out of the court, he continued to look for his freedom and lived a life of idle clouds and wild cranes, but it was from that time, and even now, including that he accepted more than 20 disciples, that he found that what really bound him was life and death, or that it was his stubbornness about life and death that bound him.

But that's all there is to it? From being afraid of life and death to seeing through life and death, he doesn't have a sense of ease.

Another three years have passed, just like more than ten years ago, a young man with some resemblance to Cui Zijing between Meiyu and Cui Zijing came with an iron horse and asked Qiao Geng to enter the court as an official.

"Sir...... I heard that you are my father's teacher! I am his fourth son, Cui Ren, and my father is seriously ill now, and I am afraid that he will not be able to last another half a year! Before he died, he saw you first, and he always missed you......" Cui Ren burst into tears as he spoke, but Qiao Geng was not moved in the slightest.

He muttered to himself, "I understand that I am bound by something, that it is the cause and effect of me and this world! If I want to get out of this worldly mud, I have to cut off the cause and effect......!

Suddenly many red lines appeared in front of him, one line connected to him, some connected to everyone he knew, this was the line of cause and effect, and these lines were only visible to him.

"It's time to break off. He spat out a sentence softly, and a clear light appeared in his cloudy eyes.

First of all, the line linking him and Cui Zijing was broken first...... The memories of him and Cui Zijing were all broken! indirectly affected Cui Ren, his eyes were confused, looking at everything around him blankly, he didn't understand why he was here.

"You are?" After he looked at Qiao Geng in confusion, he took the iron horse and prepared to return to Beijing.

The red threads on Qiao Geng's body are still broken one after another, or the twenty or so disciples he has accepted in the past, or the people he has known in the court for twenty-five years, or Li Wanwan......

It wasn't until he returned to a long time ago that he knew the people in Wugu Village, but when all the threads were cut, only one thread made him hesitate, this was the thread of his compatriot sister Qiao Jing'er, he hadn't seen her for many years since she practiced, but after thinking about it, he still kept this thread.

"Come out...... "Come out" also cut off this thread, Qiao Geng completely got out of the world, and his appearance changed from old to young.

He cultivated again and changed back to Mo Wunian.

Wu Mu, who was hidden in the void, and the three of them all appeared when they saw this.

Xiao Sanzhu even found that Mo Wunian had directly reached the second realm of the Feather Realm - Feather Ascending Immortal!

Strictly speaking, there are three small realms in the realm of feathering, the first Ming realm opens up a mirror in the Lingtai to carry his own spells into one, Mo Wunian carries the "chopping year", and the second realm of ascending immortals also needs to carry one, the essence of the Lingtai has changed, and he carries the "cause and effect" of the magic realized this time.

The third small realm is that I also need to carry a kind of magic that I have learned......

Breaking through eight small realms in a row, Mo Wunian found that it did not cause a catastrophe, he felt that it was more likely to be the result of the "reincarnation technique" stealing the sky, but next time it ...... Or maybe you won't be able to hide it from the sky in the future.

This tribulation is not as simple as adding up to eight layers of tribulation.