The breeze on the top of the mountain, a pool of crystal clear blue water ripples with the wind, and an ancient tree, only three people tall, but it is tall and strong, and there are only dozens of leaves on the tree, which are pale yellow.

On the top of the entire mountain, there is only an ancient spring half a person high, and an ancient tree, and other than that, there is nothing else, no original stones, no immortal treasures.

Everyone finally reached the top of the mountain, but they only saw a spring of clear water.

Rumble!

A muffled bang exploded at the top of the mountain, and the fog that covered the top of the mountain broke through a large crack, and the Demon Slayer God walked out of it, covered in blood and with several horrific wounds on his body, one of which ran through his waist.

His momentum was even stronger, he walked on a road alone, I don't know where he went, and finally reached the top of the mountain, but he was injured, but his strength went to the next level.

Everyone looked at each other, all standing beside the clear spring, but no one made any other movements.

A yellow leaf fell from the ancient tree, and a few rolls were made in the air, like a beautiful dancing butterfly, standing gently on the water, gliding forward.

"It's amazing that the yellow leaves are turning green again. ”

A monk admired that the yellow leaf fell into the spring water, and it was rejuvenated, and the leaf was soft and shiny, as if time had gone back in time, like a new life.

"Is it really going back in time, or is it that this spring water is so amazing that it has the ability to rejuvenate? ”

"How is it possible, if this is the case, then man can live forever. ”

"Legend has it that there is a fountain of immortality on Wuliang Mountain, and drinking its water can rejuvenate and immortalize. Ye Xiuwen shook his head incredulously, looking at the fallen leaves in the clear spring, becoming more and more puzzled.

Wuliang Mountain only exists in historical books, and it is far away in the eternal wilderness, but now standing on this mountain, there is an inexplicable sense of reality, as if you really stand on the top of Wuliang Mountain and see the Fountain of Youth.

"Is there really such a spring in the world? Even the life of the emperor has an end day, immortality is simply impossible, since ancient times, I have never heard of anyone who can live forever. ”

"But the leaves are really green, and it's hard to explain. Ji Qingting shook his head, even if he opened his Dao Eye, he couldn't see through this spring water.

Jimo also shook his head, he felt incredible, this Wuliang Mountain is just a return-level superb Dao soldier, and now it is full of unknowns again because of this spring water, this spring water can't be seen through at all, or it is simply a spring water, and it doesn't need to be seen through.

Immortality, two words that are out of reach and impossible at all, but they have existed since ancient times, and the emperors among mortals have admired monks for hundreds of years, asking for immortals, but they are only a few more years to live, and there will be an end of life.

And the monk is just relying on his vigorous vitality, living a few more years, and when the vitality in his body is exhausted, he will eventually die, and the existence of the emperor standing at the peak of the galaxy has no hope of immortality.

A person who appeared more than 100,000 years ago who should not exist, sang all the way, was invincible in the world, known as the second king of people, and was not the last to grow old, gloomy and walked into the depths of the universe.

There is no immortality in this world at all, but such a spring water evokes the deep desire in the hearts of many people, which is the desire for life, and no one wants to die!

Death represents the end of everything, even if the world is declared hundreds of years by virtue of the white bones, but the white bones will also be corrupted one day, as long as they can live, no one wants to die, especially when they get too much, they are more nostalgic for life.

"This is fake, on the road to immortality, only white bones fly, but no one has ever reached the end. A monk sat on the ground.

"If you can really live forever, you can give up everything. Some even say so.

A clear spring, an unwilling.

"If you can't live forever, why should you be born in this world, what is the purpose of being born? When life is over, everything ceases to exist, so why should you live again. ”

A monk said that everyone was frightened, and suddenly felt powerless, yes, since everything is born in the end, why should they be born. If there is life, why should we give people death?

Babies become teenagers, teenagers become old people, and old age becomes white bones. Heroes have twilight, red faces have withered, heroes have fallen, and all the glory and beauty will eventually be ruthlessly erased by time.

Heaven allows time to give human beings everything, but in the end, it will ruthlessly deprive everything, let everything become nothing, and finally go through all generations of eternity, and everything will disappear silently.

There are too many Tianjiao buried in the long river of time, and there are so many red faces that their names and surnames have long been forgotten. Even the Demon Emperor of the year will be forgotten for 300,000 years, let alone ordinary people.

Sadness! Ruthless sorrow! Helplessness for life! Hardship for life! Unwillingness to live!

The breeze on the top of the mountain is clear, but it is colder than the autumn wind and stronger than the winter wind.

This is an unsolvable topic.

Throwing down a dozen corpses, stepping on the broken steps, and finally reaching the top of the mountain, he saw a tree and a spring.

Other than that, there is only a messy Dao heart.

At this moment, even the Demon Slayer God was silent, obviously his Dao heart was in turmoil.

Someone spat out a mouthful of reverse blood, and his realm plummeted, and he sat on the ground with his eyes blank.

A cool slash crossed the center of Jimo's eyebrows, waking Jimo up, but he could only smile bitterly, what was he born for, to return to the Eastern Wilderness to take revenge?

"To be born is to live, why do you need so many reasons. Ye Xiuwen turned around, his breath was uneven, and the avenue that was about to comprehend almost collapsed, but as he said a word, his realm was not only stable, but the avenue was directly formed.

In a word, it is a coincidence.

Rumble!

The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, everyone woke up, and looked at Ye Xiuwen incredibly, in this case, he broke through the realm and entered the Dao He, what kind of tenacious Dao heart this is, it is as stable as a rock and unshakable.

The broken bowl flew in, shrouded above Ye Xiuwen's head, those dark clouds dissipated, and the sky returned to its original state, at this moment when he was about to survive the catastrophe, Ye Xiuwen used a half-step holy soldier to suppress his body, blocking the trend of enlightenment.

"Yes, life is for life, so why be confused. The Demon Slayer God laughed and said, "In my life, if I can fight all over the world, I will come to the world in vain, as for the so-called immortality, since there is the word of immortality, there are immortal disciples, even if it is far away, I must strive to walk on that path." ”

Jimo smiled, at this moment he realized that life is so simple, his life is to chase freedom, maybe one day, he can embark on the road of freedom and master himself.

"After all, it's still yellow leaves. A monk picked up the leaves in the spring, feeling sorry and melancholy, Ye Xiuwen's sudden enlightenment woke up too many people, and each had his own understanding.

The leaves left the spring and turned pale yellow again, the so-called green return, which is just the appearance, and finally it is still a yellow leaf.

"There is a strange thing in the spring, which indeed has a strong vitality, and temporarily makes the yellow leaves green again, but without that substance, everything will return to the original point. Ji Qingting looked at the spring water held in his palm and shook his head gently.

The crowd shattered the clouds and mist, and a road leading to the bottom of the mountain appeared, and they all set out on their way home.

"There are ups and downs, but it's a pity that there are many heroes, leaving only a superb song. Ji Qingting looked at the bottom of the mountain, didn't know what to think, and let out a long sigh.

Even so, if you can leave a unique song in an era, you will not come to the world in vain. ”

"Is it right to be greedy for life and afraid of death?" Ji Qingting looked at Jimo's back, I don't know if it was because he had a Taoist eye, so he saw what others couldn't see, he suddenly said, "Actually, there is immortality in this world." ”

Although the voice was soft, it shocked Jimo and the others who fell behind.

"People, once you have it, you don't want to lose it again, just like in this life, if you can live, who wants to die!"

The sound fell, and a yellow leaf was rolled up and fell into the spring water, and the leaves became tender green, and the veins were clear and flexible.

The group walked down the mountain, and the monks failed to reach the top of the mountain, leaving behind a dozen corpses, and returned to the bottom of the mountain, where the white body stood on the disastrous steps, and their clothes fluttered in the wind.

There are Tianjiao, and there are heroes.

Walked all the way down the Wuliang Mountain, walked out of twenty miles, and when I looked back, I found that the sky was high and the clouds were light, and there was no Wuliang Mountain behind me.

There was still one day left before the end of the preliminary round, and the people who came down the mountain scattered one after another, and the Demon Slayer God said goodbye to Ji Qingting.

Ye Xiuwen always held the broken bowl, suppressed his body with a weapon, and locked the aura of the Dao, not that he did not dare to enter the Daohe, but that he could not enter the Daohe.

Phantom Xixi had been silent since he descended the mountain, silent, and he looked at the empty sky behind him with those charming eyes, and finally looked back.

Jimo suddenly felt a chill on his back, and turned around to find that it was Bai Jianyin, who was holding the compass and didn't make a move after all.

Jian Weiyang leaned back his long sword and walked into the distance.

The three of Jimo went all the way to the east, searched carefully along the way, and found more than a dozen original stones, all of which were given to Phantom Lingxi, and in the evening, the three met Gu Xiaoxiao and Mo Yifei, and also met Gu Wangshu.

"Old immortal, dare to eat Lao Niang's tofu, if you are not bound by this damn rule, my aunt will slap you to death. Gu Xiaoxiao clasped his hands in front of his chest, and under the sunset, his posture was even more seductive and charming, concave and convex, and close to perfection.

"Xiao Xiao is usually arrogant, but he didn't expect to be taken advantage of today, and he is still an old man in his seventies and eighties. Mo Yifei looked at the three of Jimo and laughed as he spoke.

"Brother Mo, since you're here, you're going to teach this old bastard a lesson for me. Gu Xiao Xiao's silver teeth were clenched, and there was a raging flame in her phoenix eyes, if this was not in the East Arena, she would really tear Gu Wangshu apart.

"Do you know the identity of the old man, since the old man has taken a fancy to you, it is your luck. Gu Wangshu glanced at Gu Xiaoxiao unscrupulously, and his old eyes were full of energy.

"Old man, you've grown old like this, and you don't know how some of the functions are doing. Mo Yifei suddenly asked with a smile.

"Gu senior, you and I are really destined, could it be that you are here to send the original stone this time?" Jimo took a step forward, the corners of his mouth raised, and he continued to say without being salty or indifferent, "But I found that there seems to be one more thing on my predecessor's body, do you need me to help you take it off." ”

"It turned out to be you, or not, the old man will kill two birds with one stone this time, which can not only collect the beauty into his arms, but also take revenge on the original stone by the way. ”

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