All things grow, all things wither, life and death, death and life, all are not up to man.

Everything is turning into ashes, and in the end, including Su Wu's body, as well as his strong thoughts, are gradually fading away with the deduction of time.

Just when Su Wu felt that he was about to leave this world and quietly gave up resistance, a small thing suddenly lit up.

This light was faintly imperceptible at first, only the size of a pearl, but it was not affected by any wind and thunder at all, silently illuminating Su Wu's heart, and blooming with a thousand rays of light when his consciousness was about to dissipate and crumble.

The pearl radiates a pure milky white color, like untainted breast milk.

Where the streamer passed, all the noise of wind and thunder came to an abrupt end, and everything returned to peace.

This streamer centered on Su Wu spread softly at a speed that was perceptible to the naked eye, slowly expelling all the noise.

But the originally thriving and lively Xiaoxia Village never came back.

The originally prosperous Chinese New Year's Eve ended up only ending up with a frost killing hundred grasses.

In the entire land of Xiaoxia Village, only the scorched and abandoned land remained, and there was no vitality other than Su Wu.

Surrounded by the sea, the endless sea water lapped against the rocks one after another, and there was one lonely sound after another.

The sea gradually obscured the land, and Su Wu could clearly feel that the continent under his feet was constantly sinking.

The sea gradually spread past his ankles, and soon his entire body was submerged.

The sea water was hot, and in less than a moment, Su Wu's whole body turned red.

In the end, Su Wu was naked and soaked in the seawater, like an ant struggling in a hot pot.

"Is it finally over now?"

After muttering to himself, he closed his eyes, no longer exerted any strength with his whole body, and allowed himself to sink to the bottom.

But the mysterious pearl stone in his hand didn't seem to allow him to do this, and it emitted a soft circle of light, gently holding Su Wu's entire body up, and in less than half a moment, he was selected in the air.

Su Wu's body couldn't stop floating towards the sky without obeying the call, drifting higher and higher.

At this moment, there was a lonely boat on the blue water, and there was only an old man with a hat on the boat.

The old man lay quietly on the boat and took a nap, there were no oars on the boat, let alone paddles, but the boat was very stable on the water, and the speed was not slow.

The boat made a quick move towards Su Wu, and soon it reached Su Wu's feet and came to a steady stop.

The old man knocked on the bamboo boat, and said in a lazy voice: "Hurry down, the master sent me to pick you up, and said that there is something important, without further ado, hurry up and return with me." ”

Before Su Wu could fully recover his senses, the old man grabbed his head, and his ass was already sitting firmly on the boat.

The old man was grinning at him: "The old man saw that you were too grinding, so I had to reluctantly help you." ”

"After accepting your disciple, today can be regarded as a completion, hahahahahaha. ”

The old man is like a talker, and when he speaks, he talks like a mighty river, and he will not leave any opportunity for people to interject.

"Boy, do you believe that there are immortals in this world?" The first question that the old man asked made Su Wu feel very unbelievable, but he had no reason to deny it.

Everything that happened this night did not make him believe in the possibility of the existence of the Heavenly Dao gods and Buddhas.

"Believe. Su Wu replied without thinking.

"It's not bad, but it's kind of a little savvy. Do you want to be an immortal who can fly to the sky, boy?"

The old man continued to ask.

"Yes. At this time, Su Wu finally hesitated for a moment, and finally answered a definite answer.

"Then after you enter the sect, you will practice with the old decay, and in the future, you will definitely become a great immortal who can go to heaven and earth and be admired by thousands of people. ”

"But why should I believe in you, why should I go with you?"

"Because you don't have a choice now, if you just say half a word, the old man will definitely cut your hands and feet into ninety-nine eighty-one pieces, and then throw you into the water to feed the fish. ”

It was just a meeting, and in just a few words, Su Wu saw that the amiable old man in front of him would definitely not be a kind and righteous person.

So every temptation he made next seemed much more cautious, and there was a lot more respect in his tone.

"Dare to ask the seniors their names?"

"Lao Yu used to be just a butcher selling meat in a small village, and then before he died, he tried to pursue the way of magic and survived, and he didn't dare to have a name or a surname. ”

"But if you ask the name, the old decay also has a vulgar name. ”

"No one!"

"Senior, what do you mean by the next three words?"

"My fate is not up to me, and humanity is up to heaven and not by man!"

Although this inexplicable old man does look vulgar as a country man, the words that come out of his mouth really contain true meaning.

My life is not up to me, and humanity is up to heaven not to man.

This sentence was instantly engraved into the mind of Su Wu, who was still young, and sent out a huge echo.

The strange dreams that have been following him, the dislike and disdain of his peers, the sudden catastrophe, the Xiaoxia Village that disappeared for no reason, the palm that can never be held again......

These are all like deliberate arrangements from God, no matter how Su Wu resists and flees, he can't get rid of it.

Su Wu has known an east-west destiny since he was a child, this kind of thing is like a beam of eternal light, which guides people to keep moving forward, birth, old age, sickness and death, and finally turns into a pinch of loess.

Every ordinary mortal is like a dark shadow who follows the guide of the Light and ultimately does not know where to go.

The world is impermanent, and it is true that no one can control it.

However, it is rumored that what cultivators cultivate is to change their lives against the heavens and walk on the path, so they should not be too bound by these mundane fates.

Su Wu has spent many different books since he was a child, many of which contain stories about asking for immortals.

The things told in the story are nothing more than the stories of mortals fighting for fate between heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

The stories are all very interesting, but they can seem a little strange.

"The higher the path, the more the world you can see will be less and frightening, boy, you will definitely understand in the future. ”

"Heaven and earth are nothing but a huge cage, and the people born between heaven and earth are destined to be just prisoners at the mercy of heaven from the moment they are born. ”

"Everything in heaven and earth will always be nothing more than ants. ”

After the old man finished speaking, Su Wu also finished listening, so the boat was quiet again.

Su Wu had already secretly sworn in his heart that he must win the Great Dao and let all things that are not up to others be left to themselves.

"That pearl stone is not simple, when you get to the sect, try not to show him in front of anyone, including the master. ”

After being silent for a long time, he couldn't help but tell Su Wu, this was the first time Su Wu had heard the old man talk to him and him in such a serious tone since Su Wu got on the boat.

Those who have cultivated to the realm of transformation cannot help but open all the sea of consciousness and cannot comprehend the mysterious power in this mysterious pearl.

Xiao Luo gave Su Wu a beautiful little gift before leaving, but even an old monster who had practiced for most of his life couldn't see its essence clearly.

If this thing had fallen into the eyes of the powerful people in the door, it would have aroused a frenzy of coveting.

It's not a lifetime without a wife, and a lifetime spent with a pig-slaughtering knife and a long sword, which can be called a real lonely life.

For some reason, seeing Su Wu, who was young and psychologically mature, the old man suddenly felt that his heart, which had not been touched for most of his life, suddenly gave birth to a lot of joy, so he proposed to accept the boy as his apprentice.

The three words "involuntarily" can be called thunderous in the Central Plains, and they are also powerful in the Ziwei Sect.

But almost every monk in the Ziwei Sect knew how lonely this unfathomable old man was.

There have been countless genius disciples who wanted to be placed under this strange old man's door, but in the end, without exception, they were all just hot faces and cold butts, and they were all turned away.

Now this withdrawn old man, who has never had a friend in his life, wants to include a disciple, but he still has to take the initiative to ask for it, which is really a bit appalling.

But sometimes, things are just as wonderful.