On the moon branches, the whole world has quieted down. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info is in this quiet valley of the small pool, watching the fish wandering under the water, more and more I feel that the heaven and earth are harmonious, and the night is gentle.

The trees by the pond stand quietly, the shadows of the trees are swaying, the sound of insects chirping around, the breeze is coming, everything seems so real, but it is so elusive, lonely, the shadow is about to be, floating in the general, hidden in the vast color.

After running the fifth Great Zhou Tian cycle, Zhao Ping slowly opened his eyes and looked ahead.

This is already the limit that Zhao Ping's body can bear, and feeling the power in the muscles of his body, Zhao Ping is very happy in his heart. Standing up from the stone, he suddenly exerted force under his feet, and in a flash, he grabbed the branch of a nearby tree, and sat on the top of the cliff in a flash.

Sitting on the top of the cliff, Zhao Ping looked at the boundless starry sky in silence, there was no one around him, only he sat alone between the world and the world.

Looking at the deep dark night in the distance from the cliff, the cold wind blew through Zhao Ping's delicate and simple face, bringing a slight chill, but Zhao Ping didn't seem to feel it at all.

Zhao Ping felt very bitter in his heart, he thought that he was a superfluous person in the sect, very redundant. Although Zhao Ping usually doesn't care about other people's opinions and seems extremely strong, in fact, he is only a half-old child, and his heart is not as strong as others think, but reality does not allow Zhao Ping to show a trace of weakness, only in the silence of no one at night, Zhao Ping will show a tired look.

The ups and downs of life make Zhao Ping's heart more precocious than ordinary people, he doesn't hate God, Zhao Ping only hates himself, hating himself is useless.

Looking at the starlight in the distance, Zhao Ping's thoughts slowly drifted into the distance, Zhao Ping thought about his family in the mountain village, he had been away from home for more than four years, he didn't know how the life at home was, I didn't know if his father's old injuries had been completely healed, the memories of his relatives over the years had become more and more faint in Zhao Ping's mind, and only occasionally remembered when he was sad like this.

The sadness of missing did not bother Zhao Ping for long, thinking of everything he had received in the sect, Zhao Ping became more and more silent.

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Ping stood up suddenly, took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed with a decisive light.

Cultivate hard, even if you cultivate external skills, you must achieve something. With a goal, the light in Zhao Ping's eyes became brighter and brighter, like a bright star.

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On the vast sea, the wind swept the dark clouds, and between the dark clouds and the sea, countless seabirds flew proudly. Suddenly, the boundless ocean set off a stormy wave, constantly rising and falling, and the surrounding environment trembled violently without warning, and the air seemed to be frozen, causing the seabirds to fly around in panic and headlessly.

The sound of "wave", like the sound of a leather bag filled with water being punctured, a big hole opened out of thin air in the sky without any warning, and a bright light suddenly flashed in the deep dark crack, and after the lightning rushed out of the crack, it flew straight into the distance, and soon disappeared without a trace.

When the light disappeared, the surrounding sea water returned to its former calm, and the panicked seabirds flew safely on the surface of the sea.

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Zhao Ping moved his somewhat stiff neck twice, looking at the vast starry sky, a little distracted.

Just as he was about to get up and go back to rest, at this moment, a bright spot flashed in the sky in the distance, quickly crossing the black night sky, and a thought suddenly flashed in Zhao Ping's mind, "Meteor"?

was about to silently make a wish in his heart, but suddenly found that something was wrong, and the light of the meteor in his eyes became more and more prosperous in Zhao Ping's eyes, and it was infinitely magnified.

Zhao Ping couldn't help but think in his heart: "You won't fly towards me." "But sometimes God likes to joke with people so much, and the things you don't want to do come to you like moths to a fire.

This meteor came straight to the place where Zhao Ping was staying.

Zhao Ping, who didn't have time to dodge, had to raise his hand to block it in front of him, and only had time to secretly shout in his heart that this time he was dead, and he would definitely be smashed by a meteor and only a big pit would be left.

There was no pain from the body being smashed, and there was no unexpected broken bones, only a faint coolness, the moment the light touched, Zhao Ping's eyes were a white light, and the whole world seemed to be bright, and then he fainted gorgeously to the ground.

The light of the "shooting star" gradually dissipated, revealing its original face, which was actually a small and exquisite pagoda.

The pagoda attached to Zhao Ping's palm gradually dissolved into Zhao Ping's palm, and then Zhao Ping's whole body exuded a soft glow, Zhao Ping's face in the light was serene, Zhao Ping now seemed to feel the feeling of being in his mother's arms when he was a child, his whole body was warm, and he was comfortable to death.

Zhao Ping, who was in a deep sleep, didn't notice that earth-shattering changes were taking place in his body, and the originally broken meridians were constantly reorganized, and they were much stronger than before. If the meridians used to be like walls made of mud, now they are made of hard bricks.

Soon the pagoda in Zhao Ping's hand had already dissolved into Zhao Ping's body, leaving only a mark on Zhao Ping's head that seemed to be a pagoda, and then the light flashed and disappeared without a trace.

It was still dark in the distance, no one knew what was happening here, and Zhao Ping was lying alone on the cliff and no one cared. Zhao Ping, who was unconscious, seemed to have a vague voice coming from the edge of the boundless sky in his mind.

“。。。。。。 Hate, hate。。。。。。 Then it vanished, as if it had never existed.

The sky is getting white, and a trace of white fish belly is revealed in the distant sky, and the night is gone, and dawn is just around the corner.

A ray of sunlight shines directly into the sky, sweeping away the darkness of the night. The sunlight shone on Zhao Ping's sleeping face, showing a faint brilliance, sacred and solemn.

"Ahh Zhao Ping, who was in a coma, suddenly screamed, and his originally hanging hand instantly blocked his eyes, but after half a day, nothing happened as he imagined, and he put down his hand in confusion and found that it was already dawn.

Zhao Ping hurriedly got up and checked his body up and down, and was suddenly surprised, and bent over and laughed out loud in disbelief.

"Hahaha, hahahaha. ”

Zhao Ping checked it several times before he was really sure that his meridians had really recovered. Zhao Ping thought about it carefully, except for what happened last night, there was nothing abnormal, so he was sure that the recovery of his meridians should be caused by last night's meteor, but Zhao Ping did not find anything in his body, except for the recovery of the meridians, there was nothing else.

Zhao Ping, who couldn't find the reason, had to give up the idea of continuing to look for the source, looking at the rising Gao Yang, Zhao Ping sorted out his clothes and went down the cliff through the cave when he came, out of the valley, and covered up the shrubs at the entrance of the cave, before walking out quickly.