At the foot of Qingxia Mountain, in the secluded city, the flooded houses and farmland are embedded in stones and muddy water.

A young man walked by with a sword, followed by an elder dressed as an immortal.

"Why follow me?" the boy asked, his glittering eyes that could not hide his sadness and pain.

This pain is especially heart-wrenching on the face of a ten-year-old.

"I'm looking for someone to stop the appearance of a thousand heavens. ”

The one who speaks sighs back. He knew that he had now become visible to all, that he and the mediator had merged into a perfect person.

He followed the boy to Qingxia Mountain, saw the seventeen sects and twenty-one factions, and also saw the ghost master Wuqing.

He followed the boy back to the Shadow City.

"What is a thousand square heavens?"

The teenager asked.

"You'll know what. Sigh back and answer leisurely.

"I don't want to know, some people say that all this is the mortal world that I saw, and you say a thousand sides of the sky, I guess it's the same thing. ”

"In fact, no one can say what Qianfang Tian is like, it is not something that can be said clearly. ”

The boy didn't smile, but the sadness in his eyes faded and became clear, and he raised his sword and sighed towards the stars.

"Then why do you think I'm the one who can stop the Thousand Heavens. ”

Sigh Hui is neither dodging nor afraid, the sword aura is rising, and in an instant, it can pierce his mediator, making it difficult for him to gather.

Of course, he also knew where this extremely clear sword qi came from.

This is a celestial thing, and it turns out that he will follow this young man precisely because of the invisible sound emitted by this sword.

"It's not a sword. It shouldn't be used to kill. ”

"Murderous ......," the teenager repeated.

"Even if it's to save people, you shouldn't kill people. He sighed and said.

The nine-wheel flute is already in the hand.

The words of the other world are like magic barriers, and they order the strong men to raise the army.

How can Li Shu be at peace?

This is the consequence of the chaos of the Four Realms, even the Heavenly Realm cannot avoid the chaos in the mortal world, and Li Shu is not at peace.

"I found you, it should be because of the invisible Xiyin, I think you can also understand the things of the Four Realms, you can afford to lift this sword, it will definitely not be a mortal body, presumably there must be a relationship with the Four Realms. In this chaos, whether Qianfangtian will open to the end with obsession depends on how people like you act.

It's just that I vaguely feel that you are not the only one in the mortal world with the invisible sheikh, no, this is not accurate, it should be said that the invisible sheikin is still elsewhere, but I haven't noticed it yet. If there are two destined people, maybe things are more complicated than I thought, maybe ...... Another possibility, thousands of worlds, ever-changing, the only constant is change itself. ”

"I don't seem to understand what you're saying, so please don't follow it if there's nothing important. ”

The young man was indifferent, and the sword in his hand was put down. But his eyes did not relax in the slightest.

Probably no one who knew him would recognize the face, and he became whiter, almost transparent.

"What I said today, maybe there will be other cultivators who will say it to you again in the future, maybe it's the same as what I said, maybe it's different, it's all in your heart. You don't have to believe in me, you don't have to deny it, everything is destined in this thousand heavens.

Cultivators practice day and night to understand why thousands of worlds appear and what it means to have a thousand heavens. Every cultivator has done their best, but there is still no answer that everyone believes. ”

"The way of heaven is solid to nature. Why do you have to be enlightened? ”

Sighing back was surprised by what the young man said, and for a moment he felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, and he seemed to be able to glimpse the endless sky in a breath.

He hadn't seen the appearance of the Boundless Heaven, but for a moment he understood that it was the shadow of the Boundless Heaven.

How could this be the case, that place that even the Heavenly Realm's Karmic Hall could not approach, actually opened a ray of light for him in this mortal world.

How could this be? His cultivation was obviously less than half a tree, and his work in the Great Hall of Karma was obviously only copying life records.

He is nothing more than a pen that writes down past and present lives.

He went down to the mortal world only because no one wanted to come first, and no one had to come first. Other cultivators wouldn't be as nervous as him at all, it was just a little bit of dark clouds and low pressure, just lightning and thunder, even if it was really a thousand heavens, it was just the natural way of heaven, and it had its own reason.

Maybe I saw too many mortal beings in the karmic hall, a short and hard life.

In just a few decades, he has the world in mind, fought on the battlefield, and was indomitable.

Work hard to nurture future generations.

Although there are also greedy people, intrigues, and even traitors, there are not a few of them, but their vigorous desire to survive occasionally moves him.

Maybe it's because of the lack of cultivation.

Sigh Hui doesn't hate the way he is now, even if he can't comprehend the boundless heavens, he doesn't care about continuing to copy a few lives in the mortal world in the heavenly realm.

The mountains are high and the water is clear, the dream is alive and the dream is dead, and it is impossible to get close. The curtain participates in the business, the boat passes, and the clouds and waves are wind and frost.

The boy continued to walk forward, his figure fading more and more, almost blending into everything around him.

"I want to have a trick or two with you, but today you still have something, and I have something to do. ”

Sigh back to the channel.

"I have something very important, more important than everyone in the world. ”

I didn't know what the young man was talking about, and there were no important or unimportant things for the cultivators.

I'm afraid that the Three Emperors of the Demon World won't care about what's important and what's not.

Who is more important than whom.

They are also all Heavenly Realm cultivators, and in the eyes of Heavenly Realm cultivators, all things have the appearance of all things, which can be said to be equal, and it can also be said that they have learned to treat everyone equally.

When the boy said that there was something important, he sighed and smiled, and a trace of warmth welled up in his heart.

It was a strange sensation to him, but it made him feel a little heavier in his light body. It seems that it is no longer easy to navigate through the clouds of the journey.

Was it the weight of the medium? He had never felt it, and perhaps he knew what it meant, but it had been too long, and he couldn't remember the time in the Heavenly Realm, because remembering the time and the change of the sun and the moon was a mistake that cultivators should not make.

If he still cares about the changes of the sun, moon and stars, he will not be able to stay in the heavenly realm and comprehend everything at all.

But at this time, sighing back is standing in place, surrounded by a dilapidated village.

A black jar rolled to his side, with a red cloth tied to it.

Sigh picked up the jar, and forgot to glance at the direction in which the boy had left.

"Please, come once, taste the delicacy of this mortal world. ”

I don't know if the boy's voice was coming or if it had stayed with him before.

The apricot clothes are far away, and the clear sound lingers.

Sighing and looking back, the wine flowed slowly.