Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles!!

In the midst of the smile, the man suddenly remembered this poem, but when he fell ten steps, he killed ...... Himself, the self who is the Emperor of Heaven and cultivates as a 'saint'.

Without a heart, those who want to die by themselves may really think that they are dead, right?

After all, the Dao heart does not exist, and the cultivation is ...... No longer!

The heart is separated from the body, sensing the only ...... that has accompanied him for hundreds of millions of years and is the only one he trusts The power of cultivation slowly dissipated, and no matter how free and easy the man was, he couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

It's just that in the end, it is the chosen one who has experienced the catastrophe of the heavens and has been reborn countless times, and soon, on the man's cold face, except for the slightly complicated expression, other emotions have dissipated.

"No matter what, it's good to be alive. As long as you live, you have ...... Wish. ”

Indeed, if the cultivation is gone, you can cultivate again, and if the emperor is gone, you can win again, and everything can be started again.

Or rather, re-...... Take it back!

After muttering to himself, the man took a deep breath and continued his way through the snow.

This is the world, although it is a land of ice and snow and cold winds, the temperature is extremely low, but the man's body is extremely strong, even if he is now, his cultivation has already collapsed, but with the power of the flesh alone, the power of his punch is enough to destroy the highest peak in the world in front of him.

The only regret is that he has all the strength, but he can only walk on two legs, and he doesn't even have a trace of spiritual power in his body, let alone flying against the wind, even if he can't perform a light skill.

The most important thing is that now he is seriously injured, and his strong body is about to collapse, and if he wants to recover his peak, I don't know how long it will take?

Fortunately, the last thing he lacks is ...... Time.

Endless time!

......

"Brush off your clothes and go to hide your merit and fame!"

Thinking of this poem, the man naturally remembered the one from a long, long time ago...... Sot.

What's it called?

The man tried to think about it, but there were too many things in his mind, and he thought about it for a long, long time before he remembered that the drunkard seemed to be called ...... Li bai.

It's just that I remember the name, but I can't remember his face.

The only thing that impressed me was Li Bai's uninhibited and pride, so he hit it off with himself. Before leaving, he seemed to have instructed him in a swordsmanship.

In this way, if Li Bairu is not too stupid, he should also be in the immortal class.

It's just that there are thousands of immortals in the heavenly court, and there doesn't seem to be such a person as Li Bai.

Hehe, that guy, shouldn't he be drunk to death before he became an immortal?

Thinking of Li Bai, the man smiled freely, his pace sped up a little, and soon, his figure disappeared into the wind and snow of Mount Everest, only the sound of bare feet and snow particles touching each other, reverberating slightly.

And the heart he threw on the top of the mountain was scarlet, like a red plum in winter, reflecting the white snow, which looked very beautiful.

As the man left, as the heart slowly stopped beating, and then was frozen under the snow, everything seemed to be cut off at the top of this uninhabited mountain.

A few days later, in a small village near the Himalayas, there was an additional man named 'Haotian'.

No one knew where he came from or where he was going, except for a child grazing in the mountains who shouted that he had seen this guy coming down from the top of the snowy peak.

As he yelled, the boy blushed because the guy ...... No clothes on.

The adults laughed when they heard this, naturally they didn't believe it.

How cold is it on the top of the mountain, you will freeze to death on it if you pee, this guy is not a god, how can he walk down from the top of the mountain?

The only explanation is that this guy must be another enthusiast who came to travel, too young and thrill-seeking, so he stripped naked to get close to nature, and then was blown away by the strong wind, and then ran to the village in a gray way.

This kind of thing is too common now, especially when this guy has long hair and looks like a so-called 'literary youth'.

In the midst of the laughter, the men in the village took out a pair of cotton pants, the other took out a cotton jacket, and the girl who was shocked by the man's face and came forward with a red face, holding a white Hada.

The man was stunned for a moment, looking at the dirty and rough clothes, and after a hesitation in his calm eyes, he finally chose to put them on.

It's just that he shook his head slightly for those few white Hadas.

"Haha, you guy, why did you come to Tibet if you don't believe in Buddhism?"

The men laughed, the girls were coquettish, but no one forced the men to wear the hata.

At the same time, they also knew his name from the mouth of this extremely handsome man...... Haotian!

That night, the hospitable villagers arranged a place for him to live, and prepared a lot of milk wine and barbecue meat to send over.

It's just that when the girls in the village wanted to sneak a peek at him the next day, they found that he had already left, and the barbecue and milk wine sent to him were not moved at all, only a small glass of water was sipped.

"Alas!"

The girls sighed, holding their red faces, and looked at the path leading to the outside of the village, as if they had lost something.

......

After leaving the village, Haotian walked very slowly.

Drink lake water when you are thirsty, eat Xueying when you are hungry, help children drive cattle and sheep, help old women pick mountain springs, look at the sky and glance at the clouds in their spare time.

In this way, after walking for I don't know how many days, he walked out of the mountains.

After leaving the desolate mountainous areas of Tibet, the surrounding scenery began to become a little more prosperous, and the eyes were no longer filled with yurts, but replaced by buildings.

Looking at everything around him, Haotian continued to move forward indifferently, and everything along the way slowly retreated in his sight until he disappeared, as if a group of fleeting passers-by.

This feeling is very, very familiar to Haotian, just because...... He lived too long, too long!!

As for how long he lived, even he didn't know, or he couldn't remember.

As it is said in the story of the deification that has been passed down to the world...... Heavenly Dao induction, the birth of the true Son of Heaven was born, ruling the Heavenly Dao, ruling the Heavenly Court, and his name ...... Haotian!

Haotian experienced 1,750 tribulations, 129,600 years each, achieved positive results, ascended the throne as emperor, and ruled the three realms of heaven, and was honored by the three realms as ...... Taishang Kaitian Holding Fu Imperial Calendar contains the true body Dao Haotian Supreme Jade Emperor.

The years of endless survival naturally bring with it a group of 'passers-by' who appear, exist, and then disappear and perish, whether they are alive or not, they are just ...... Just passers-by.

Among this group of passers-by, there are famous people, such as the famous Pangu who has been famous for thousands of years, or the mother Nuwa who made people out of soil, and Lao Tzu who rode a bull to the sky, and Tongtian who drew a sword to punish immortals.

or the stone monkey who was unknown and only rose later, or Yang Jian, who was warlike by nature and had always been at odds with himself......

Too much, too much!!

And these are just passers-by, nothing more.

In the middle of the slow step, a huge sign appeared in front of Haotian, with a few big words clearly written on it: Welcome to Lasa.

Behind a few large characters, there is a portrait of a magnificent palace.

The palace, built on the mountain, the group of buildings overlapped, the palace is saga, the momentum is majestic, let people see it, they know that it is extraordinary, it is the most famous building in Lasa...... Potala Palace.

The Potala Palace on the portrait, although there are some deviations from the one when it was first built thousands of years ago, the general appearance is still the same, and after Haotian saw this majestic palace, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly imperceptibly.

Buddhism, Buddhism!!