The rain was indeed heavy, but the torrential rain was not brought by the clouds, but by the sea that was stirred up by the breath of thunder.

Hearing the old man's invitation, the young man hesitated for a moment, and then stepped into the simple bamboo pavilion erected on the reef.

"Sit down. The old man raised his eyelids and said, "The sea is like this, sometimes the waves are raging, sometimes the wind is beautiful, and the people's hearts are the same." ”

People's hearts are like the sea......

The young man standing in the bamboo pavilion fell into deep thought, and outside the bamboo pavilion, an arm-thick thunderbolt burst out.

The sea is still raging without scruples, the waves are a hundred feet high, covering the sky and the sun, and in the flying mist, one after another thunderstorms continue to fall, all of which bombard the ordinary bamboo pavilion.

The young man who fell into an epiphany could no longer perceive the changes in the outside world, let alone the appearance of those thunderstorms exploding silently, nor could he perceive the bamboo pavilion that did not leave even a trace.

Thousands of thunder punishments, he only resisted a hundred ways, the back of the nine hundred thunder punishments, all descended to the bamboo pavilion, those who even the strong people of the Yuan Infant will fall in the thunder, in front of this ordinary bamboo pavilion, it was like a light rain, all blocked by the bamboo pavilion, the bamboo at the top of the bamboo pavilion, not even a little pothole left.

The young man's eyes became confused and cloudy, he couldn't see the receding clouds, he couldn't see the turbulent sea, and he couldn't even see the old man in front of him, he was completely caught in a mysterious epiphany.

The human heart is like the sea, deep and changeable, calm and waveless in good times, huge waves in bad times, rippling waves in happy times, and roaring for nine days when angry......

The human heart is indeed like the sea, and the various changes of the sea are the same as the human heart. But where is the true heart, at the bottom of the sea or on the surface of the sea, in the bottom of the heart or in the sword in the hand?

"Good and evil are happy and angry, joys and sorrows. People's hearts are like the sea, and life is like the sea, but where is the heart......"

The confusion in front of him made the young man whisper, slaughtering millions of cultivators, he never regretted half a point, but those innocent mortals, who was fiddling with their fate.

"Heart. Not in the sea, not in the sword, but in the hand. The old man's deep and serene words sounded again: "Fate, too. ”

"Destiny ......" The young man raised his head, but he couldn't see any color, and there was only endless confusion in his eyes.

Yes, if you have any thoughts, you will have a fate. Those Ningzhou demon clans did not hesitate to set off a sky-high killing in order to loot Qingzhou, and those Yuzhou cultivators. It wasn't because of the idea of taking advantage of the fire to rob that he provoked the real war of the three continents, and the souls of the dead who were cut down by their own swords came because of greed and were buried here.

"The heart is in the hand, and the fate is also in the hand. But whose hands is the fate of those innocent mortals?" There was an endless chill in the young man's voice, and he was already deliberately suppressing his anger.

"Idiot, idiot. The old man's laughter. Flew away from a few seabirds that landed on the reef.

"The heart is indeed in the hand, and the fate is also in the hand, but this hand is not your own hand, but the hand of the sky, if you want to pursue your heart, if you want to control your fate, you must first take your heart and life back from the hands of God. ”

A gap suddenly opened in his confused eyes, and in the young man's raised gaze, he finally saw a glimmer of heaven.

The clouds have dissipated, but in the sky, the clouds are still dense, and there is thunder surging in the dark clouds.

The dense rain curtain once again obscured the young man's gaze, and there was only the roaring thunder in his ears, but in front of him, he became more and more confused.

"The way of heaven, the ruthless way that controls the fate of all things!"

As soon as the young man's cold drink appeared, it was covered by thunder, as if the cold snort and ignorance of the Heavenly Dao.

"It really should be taken back...... "The green tendons on the young man's clenched fists burst out, and he couldn't predict the fate of fate, not only did he not make him full of awe of the way of heaven, but an inexplicable battle intent burst out from the bottom of his heart, he suddenly raised his fists and shouted loudly: "It is indeed time to fight the heavens and the earth!"

The turbidity in his eyes was dissipated by an inexplicable breath, and the sky in that gap became a complete piece, and with the young man's loud shout, a loud sound of muffled thunder came from overhead, like the sneer of the Heavenly Dao.

The clarity in his eyes returned again, and the exhaustion of his body also hit like a tide, and the young man's body, which was damaged by the thunder, fell to the ground with a bang, and he no longer had half a trace of strength, but he still looked at the sky with those clear eyes.

He wanted to see if there was a big hand in the depths of the heavenly dome that was playing with the fate of living beings, and if there was such a hand, he would take back his heart and life from that hand.

It is his innate nature to have good thoughts, he is never afraid, it is the nature that he has honed over the years of cultivation, and it is these two personalities that have allowed him to encounter a real creation overseas.

"Fighting the heavens and the earth, fearless, haha, you see, isn't this taking back a trace of your heart from the hands of God. ”

The old man patted the bamboo pole and laughed, in that old and happy laughter, the dark clouds in the sky began to drift slowly, and a ray of sunshine mischievously drilled into the sea, and soon the sea area was illuminated brightly, looking not only infinitely vast, but also more real.

"The avenue is thousands, the Tao is natural, the sky is thorough, it is better to dream a thousand autumns, I want to ride the wind, then the waves are broken, I want to fly to the sky, then a hundred birds follow. ”

When he said that I want to ride the wind, the distant sea immediately set off thousands of miles of huge waves, when he said that I want to fly into the sky, I saw countless huge seabirds rising into the sky at the same time, flying higher and higher.

The vision began, but the old man still sat firmly on the reef, as if with one of his thoughts, there would be countless visions, the young man dragged his tired body, quietly looked at the visions around him, no surprise, only a kind of mystical enlightenment.

"Thoughts start from the heart, only when the thoughts are reached, can you reach the other side, idiot, can you understand?"

With the old man's inquiry, the huge waves returned to calm, the flying seabirds scattered in all directions, and on the quiet sea, there was only the reef facing the sky, just like the giant claws that probed into the sky, as if they wanted to grab something from the sky.

"One, the heart of war, one, the road to the sky......"

The seriously injured young man raised his head with difficulty, the corners of his cold mouth gradually pulled out a peaceful smile, under the light of the morning sun, that delicate face, it didn't look so cold, in the bottom of his heart, a young seed was breaking through the sinking soil, although it did not sprout, but the rhizome was firmly planted in the indifferent heart field that was accustomed to seeing life and death.

"There are thousands of avenues, only one of the battles is all over the danger and difficulty, the success, depending on the killing is like rain and dew, wind and frost, you can walk with your sleeves, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood are like a ladder to the sky, only worthy of stepping on the foot, the loser will escape into Shura, suffer from the eternal suffering, fight to the last trace of soul, can be eliminated between heaven and earth. ”

The old man's voice echoed on the sea, and said: "Take the will of war as the root of the Dao, after Dacheng is the heart of the way of war, at that time, it will really be a battle against the heavens and the earth, don't you regret it." ”

"No regrets. ”

The young man smiled peacefully, without the slightest violence, with a heart burning with fighting spirit, he faced the old man and touched the ground on one knee, and said softly: "The teachings of the predecessors, Bai Yi will never forget, please give the name of the seniors." ”

At the beginning of the Dao, the root is the foundation, and this creation from the sea not only allowed the young man to avoid the disaster of lightning punishment, but also really gave birth to the Dao root, and the old man in front of him is indeed worthy of his worship.

The old man in Tsing Yi was still holding his fishing rod, looking at the vast sea carelessly, and said: "It's been too long, so long that I can't even remember my name, so you can call me, and it's good to fish for dragons." (To be continued.) )