Why do cultivators abandon the earthly relationship and cut off from the world?

It's really a thing that doesn't have a sense of time.

One day in the mountains, a thousand years in the world. In the world, time is always short, and perhaps in the meditation of a cultivator, decades or hundreds of years have passed quietly. When the cultivators walk out of the mountains and forests again, they will find that everything that was familiar in the past has long been lost in time, and the old people of the past have long since turned into dirt.

The vicissitudes of life are a kind of luck, and the sign is immortal. It is also a kind of sorrow, a lament that marks the wrongness of people and things. If you care too much, how can you not plant demons in the hearts of cultivators?

It's been three years, and the time is not long, but it is not short. For mortals in the world, three years can change a lot, but for Zhou Cheng, it is just a short time to meditate.

Zhou Cheng saw the horror of time for the first time, and also deeply understood why the old man desperately wanted him to cut off the dust as soon as possible.

But Zhou Cheng can't!

In the past three years, Zhou Cheng has actually been deducing his future with easy numbers, and he is also torturing his heart, hoping to find a direction that can have both fish and bear's paws.

But in Zhou Cheng's sea of knowledge, Zhou Cheng never found his own "Tao, whether he cut off the dust or not, it was the same!"

The end of the heavenly way, the end of the Xuanmen. The world can no longer support Zhou Cheng's cultivation path.

It takes too much to cultivate and become an immortal, and in this world where the aura is exhausted, Zhou Cheng can't find a way to continue cultivating no matter what.

However, in the last few months, after Zhou Cheng let go of the idea of becoming an immortal. All the random arrangements made Zhou Cheng's future fall into chaos and fog.

Chaos represents the unknown, and fog represents the unguessable. Zhou Cheng didn't know what the end of chaos and fog was, but at least there were infinite possibilities hidden in it.

This is also the only "Tao" that Zhou Cheng can choose.

Everything is according to fate, everything is according to your heart. Neither force nor give up. Zhou Cheng believes in his own chances, as long as he seizes every opportunity, in the rolling red dust, as long as he maintains his Dao heart. The future does not necessarily lead to positive results. At least there is the unknown hidden in the chaos, and the possibility is hidden.

What should come will always come, and the red dust is full of dust, so isn't it a kind of experience?

It's just that Zhou Cheng didn't dare to say it, and he couldn't say it. It's about the Tao, not something that anyone can talk to. Zhou Cheng took the box given by the old man, but he was not in a hurry to open it, nor was he in a hurry to go to retreat. The road has been chosen, and now what Zhou Cheng needs is a relaxed state of mind, a tranquility as calm as water.

The peach grove is a beautiful place, except that there are still no peaches here. Three years is enough time to grow from a cute little black cat to a cat who has always been arrogant. Zhou Cheng and the little black cat haven't seen each other for three years, or it's been three years, the little black cat sees Zhou Cheng every day, but Zhou Cheng hasn't seen the little black cat.

Thank you for the visit of the little black cat in the past three years! I feel guilty for ignoring the little black cat for three years! Zhou Cheng left this day for the little black cat, watching the little black cat cheering and jumping in the peach forest, climbing the treetops for a while, chasing butterflies for a while, and then accompanying it to the stream of the peach forest to fish.

Zhou Cheng watched as hell as the little black cat put its tail into the stream and swayed and swayed. The movements are gentle and rhythmic. Then after a while, the little black cat seemed to feel something, and the muscles on its body suddenly tightened, and then its tail flicked. A large carp with silver scales shining in the sun was caught.

Zhou Cheng suddenly had a messy feeling in the wind. What made Zhou Cheng feel even more ridiculous was that the little black cat did not eat the fish immediately, but a black paw pressed the carp that was still jumping around, and meowed at Zhou Cheng, and a pair of black eyes looked at Zhou Cheng with pleading.

At this moment, Zhou Cheng really understood what the little black cat wanted to express... Hell, he doesn't want to eat raw, he's going to eat cooked fish!

Did the little black cat become sperm in three years?

Is this still the poor little black cat I picked up? This is clearly a cat demon, okay?

Zhou Cheng was very helpless to collect the withered peach branches scattered in the peach forest, while the little black cat continued to fish with its tail flicking. Zhou Cheng always felt that the current situation was a little wrong, and this scene was too ridiculous!

Blazing flames, grilled fish with a bit of burnt taste, and a happy little black cat that can't eat hot fish and is meowing hot. Zhou Chengxiao looked at everything in front of him, and his mood was surprisingly relaxed.

Building a foundation and entering the road, the beginning of the immortal road.

On the top of the mountain, the sea of clouds rises and falls, and there is silence in the four fields. In order to isolate all interference, the old man laid a banner on the top of the mountain early. Before Zhou Cheng leaves the customs, nothing will come in and disturb him. But before Zhou Cheng succeeded, he didn't want to take a step here.

Sitting quietly and teasing, calming down, Zhou Cheng sat on the top of the mountain, and Zhou Cheng could feel that he could still succeed even if he had no external force. It's just that the old man repeatedly told Zhou Cheng that he would eat the contents of the box he gave him before building the foundation.

Zhou Cheng didn't know why the old man had such orders, was he afraid that he would fail to build the foundation?

Obviously not, both Zhou Cheng and the old man know that with those three days of epiphany, Zhou Cheng's foundation building has been completed. There will be twists and turns, but it is only necessary to build a more perfect foundation when the foundation is built.

Zhou Cheng picked up the box given by the old man. He began to carefully examine the emerald green box in his hand. The box is beautiful, crystal clear, and natural. Zhou Cheng gently closed his eyes, and carefully stroked each rune on the box little by little, feeling the flow of aura between each rune inside. This is not any kind of spell text that Zhou Cheng has ever seen. What's even more amazing is the faintly flowing emerald light on the surface of the box.

The light waves flowed, and Zhou Cheng even felt the flow of life in this box.

Zhou Cheng was a little frightened. This was the first time he felt the flow of life in an artifact other than his immortal sword.

A magic weapon that has the flow of life is the basis for the birth of a machine spirit. Whether or not the machine spirit has been born or not shows at least how extraordinary this box is.

What is it that can be loaded into such a valuable treasure box?

Zhou Cheng almost held his breath and calmed down his emotions for a long time before carefully opening the treasure box.

The light was colorful, the spiritual mist was undulating, and Zhou Cheng saw the peach lying quietly in the center of the treasure box, a green peach that was no bigger than his fist and was carved from emerald green.

The fragrance that penetrated into his heart, the halo woven by seven colors, the dreamlike spiritual mist, and the spiritual pressure that rose and closed made Zhou Cheng stunned for an instant.

This peach is still breathing in the spiritual mist!

Does it have life?

Zhou Cheng was a little stupid, and finally knew where the old man's painful and angry expression came from when he handed him this treasure box.

Such a spiritual object of heaven and earth, a treasure of cultivation. No one would be willing to change it?

Zhou Cheng hurriedly covered the treasure box, resisting the temptation to open it again, and didn't even dare to take another look.

It's not because of the origin or value of the peach, but it's clearly not something that a little monk who doesn't even have a foundation should touch.

One or two ginseng is a big tonic, but a pound of ginseng can be fatal, Zhou Cheng was a little suspicious of the old man's intention to give him this box.

The old man is not afraid that he will explode and die if he is "not remedied"?