All gone. Even Di Qinglian left here after groping for a piece of cryolite in the river, but I don't know if what he found was the one that Xianyue had lost.

And Mo Wunian still stayed here and had no intention of leaving.

He stayed here the same as Yan Bai, in order to restrain the primordial spirit of this river? Murong Xiu felt that it was not.

Mo Wunian didn't say anything, so she didn't ask, and stayed here with him.

The water in the river is getting hotter and hotter, and the water in the river is drying up, or rather, it is just coming together, about to appear in a new form.

After a few more days, the water in the river was much less, not shallow to the knees, but like a strong vein in the body, it flowed and beat......

This is the breath of life.

Eventually, it converges into a dot and outlines the shape of a person.

An old man dressed in ordinary linen clothes appeared in front of him, his sallow face was full of furrows and wrinkles, and he couldn't see the color of the fairy wind bones at all, just like a captain and boatman who had survived here for generations.

Only his eyes are unusually clear, and even the most innocent babies can't compare to them.

"The old man is thanking Daoist friends for dispersing the tribulation for me!" he bowed respectfully to Mo Wunian with a peer salute, he dispersed the tribulation for him, even if it was unintentional, he was extremely grateful to him.

"I have a few questions for you. Mo Wunian said to him lightly.

The purpose of his trip was more like hiding in the next question, and it was not the same as coming to get cryolite.

"What's the matter? As long as the old man knows, he must know everything!"

"There's no hurry. ”

Lao Su looked at the person in front of him, felt that he didn't know why, and was about to leave.

"Master Hegong, don't go!"

But before he could take off and fly, there were voices behind him one after another.

He looked back, and at some point, there were people standing densely behind him, these people he was most familiar with, the people who had lived here for generations when he was still a river.

......

In fact, as early as a few days ago, the mortal people on both sides of the river noticed that the water in the river began to dry up. This scared them so much that they couldn't sleep at night!

They have relied on the river for generations, and if it dries up and disappears, they will have to leave their homes.

But how can they talk about their wishes when they leave their hometowns? Their roots are here, their ancestors cultivated fertile soil here, or fished here for a living, and they are buried here for a long time, and leaving is the greatest unkindness and unfilial piety!

They are even more inseparable from this river that nourishes them, they are ignorant, but they are also grateful, and every year when they worship their ancestors, they will also kill livestock and sacrifice to the river in the simplest way.

In other words, in their eyes, this river is their ancestor!

I also heard that there were immortals in the ancient ferry port recently, and no longer caring about how mysterious those ghost anecdotes were, they came over one after another, wanting to ask the immortals what was going on.

After coming here, what they saw was Mo Wunian and Yan Bai, and the battle between the two scared them even more, and they didn't dare to approach the ancient ferry port anymore from a long distance.

I only dared to watch from a distance as the water in the river slowly dried up, and the greenery on both sides gradually faded. The exposed gray and cracked riverbed, and the lifeless scenery on both sides, made them look strange and frightened!

It wasn't until today that they saw the river turn into a man, and they knew that the recent rumors that there were river demons in the river were fake!

The real situation is that the river that raised them will become immortals, and it will leave them.

Someone burst into tears and called him with the name of the river "Hegong" handed down by his ancestors, and then countless people followed suit.

"Master Hegong, don't go!"

"Master He! When we worship our ancestors in the future, we will definitely pick the fattest pig to worship you!"

"Master Hegong, it is also your blessing, and the people who are 90,000 miles along both sides of your bank are living peacefully!"

Seeing that Ha Gong turned around, many people's eyes were hot, and two lines of tears remained, and they knelt on the ground and begged him not to go.

Ha Gong looked at the crowd in front of him and was silent.

Oh, yes...... When he was a river, it was 90,000 miles long, and if it weren't for the fact that people would have forgotten it. He has lived too long, consciously counting it as long as a thousand years, not consciously, I am afraid it is ten thousand years long......

"I want to ask, what is the purpose of your existence?" He was thinking about something, but Mo Wunian's voice sounded in his ears.

"Does it make sense?" He smiled at Mo Wunian, smiling innocently.

When he was a stream, he kept running, and at that time he didn't know the meaning of his existence, only that he kept running to live.

Because to stop, it means to dry up, it means to die.

In the years that followed, he kept bouncing and bounced, and finally converged into a great river, at which point even if it stopped, it would not leave death, and even if it stood still, it would exist for a long time.

It was then that he began to think that maybe he didn't live to live – that is, to survive.

He began to calm himself down, no longer making a fuss about the fishermen who overturned him as before, and he would also set aside some of his own tributaries for them to irrigate their fields.

Seeing the hearty smiles on their faces, he was also happy.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the people in front of him again, he pointed at them and said to Mo Wunian: "Them." ”。

Although he didn't understand why he asked him such a strange question, he answered it seriously.

"Is it worth it?" Mo Wunian asked again.

Murong Xiu felt that she was the one who had always known Mo Wunian better, but when he asked these two questions, she felt that she didn't really understand him.

There seemed to be too many secrets in him, as many as hers......

He Gong didn't answer Mo Wunian, he turned to the people and said, "Don't go." ”。

Then, he dispersed the primordial spirit, and even more dispersed all his cultivation. In him, the breath of life that is unique to living beings begins to dissipate.

Mo Wunian knew that he told himself with his actions that he would turn into that dead and silent river again to send this 90,000 miles of peace in the world.

"The question that Daoyou wants to ask, in fact, the old man can't help you. That's your problem. As if he had seen Mo Wunian's thoughts, before he was about to dissipate, Ha Gong's voice sounded.

These two questions of his were actually asking himself, when he had just stepped into cultivation in his previous life, Jiang Wuya asked him, "Do you know what is the significance of a monk's cultivation?"

Seeing that Mo Wunian didn't answer, he replied: "All beings." ”。

These two words are very simple, but the meaning is very heavy, he was almost suffocated in his previous life, but in fact, this life is similar.

When he asked Ha Gong these two questions, he was indeed asking himself, what was the meaning of his existence, and why did he practice?

Maybe there is a grievance, he will be able to help, but that is within his power, far less than the realm of the word "sentient beings", and even less than the river prince in front of him.

In his previous life, when he had doubts, he could still ask Jiang Wuya, but now that the Nine Realms Mountain has been destroyed, Jiang Wuya himself has been indirectly killed by the "sentient beings" he cares about......

Therefore, Mo Wunian was also puzzled after being reborn in this life.

There were some questions that he could ask clearly, because he already knew the answers, but some of them couldn't.

Just as he was thinking, after avenging the Nine Realms Mountain in this life, would he continue to walk the word "sentient beings" and seek peace for this world!

He didn't know, and no one would tell him the answer......

He only knew that the river prince in front of him knew that he was worth it!

The long river flows eastward for a thousand years, and the world is peaceful for 90,000 miles!