If you want to cross the sea and go to the island, there are many ways, but these are all based on the premise of having certain tools, like Xin Lan, who doesn't even have an axe, can't make a boat wood, and can you get to the sea?

Can you go to the island?

Of course, the answer is no. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking around, the scattered stones turned out to be some emerald green stones, which looked very novel.

"Cross the sea, ask for a boat!" the thought rose in his mind.

If you want a boat, you need wood, if you have wood, you need a forest, and if you have a forest, you need trees. The problem is that there are no trees or forests here, just a pile of strange stones.

How do you get by?

Crossing the sea, not the past, also has a different way, perhaps, you can walk through.

Walk?

Are you kidding?

The sea is rolling, he doesn't have any cultivation now, as soon as he enters, he will probably die there, and the consequences of life and death are just between his thoughts.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that he was almost going to die in the original barren ancient forest, but he was hooked into the underworld, and the old man in the underworld told him that if he wanted to leave, he had to go to the sea of death, and what he spent was death.

Passing away, what is death?

After death, there is life, this is life, the soul in the dead is walking the road to life, going out, it is a new life, if you can't go out, life will come to an end.

He was lucky enough to walk out of the afterlife.

His cultivation was very coincidental, and he reached the middle stage of Jindan and became a well-deserved powerhouse. For a year, in the eyes of others, he was still practicing hard, and he had already led thousands of monks to fight in the south and the north, and conquered the southern region.

Rebirth in his mind is a different path.

The sea of the sea of life has a strange taste, and only those who walk can feel that there are thousands of nostalgia from the world, and if you are alive, you don't want to die, this is nature, and if you want to talk when you die, it is a struggle.

A person's life is such a process of struggle, cultivation is a struggle for fate, the stronger the cultivation, the more you can get rid of the fate of the world, only in this way, can you walk out of a new avenue.

Perhaps, the sea is just the sea, in his eyes, the sea is a sea, and in my eyes, there are thousands of past lives, thousands of thoughts of death, only turned into a road. Muttering, he took the first step.

Didn't look for it, didn't wait.

What he did was just a small thing, but the peace of mind made his face look quite fluorescent.

Walk!

It's the road!

It's not the sea.

The degree can be the sea, but not the road.

There is a line in life, and walking is the horizon line, and walking is the line of destiny.

But there is a perception in the past life, a natural understanding of life, maybe you don't understand it now, but you will slowly grow old with time, and when you are old, you will gradually understand.

It turns out that this is life.

The road is there, and the sea is gone.

Xin Lan didn't walk fast, every step seemed to be a realization, and the road of hundreds of zhang walked for a long time, as if she had spent several worlds and came to the end.

One step down, and the island is right in front of you.

He stopped, sat down beside the old man, and did not speak.

The old man looked at him and stopped what he was doing.

"The air rising from the east is the Chen in the eyes of the old man, because of his appearance, the old man's world, there is panic, this is the old man's thoughts, until now, you are not the first, but you can come to the old man, you are the first. ”

With emotion, looking at the sunshine rising in the east.

Bathing in the earth, it was a new life, a completely different life, the way he walked, the way he walked, he was very relieved, someone could understand this.

"This, is the origin of the Eastern Wilderness?" The sun rises and rises in the east, these meanings, when he sees the sunlight on the horizon, he seems to feel a different feeling.

Perhaps, the reality in the eyes of the old man is the Eastern Wilderness.

He took out the water spirit bead from his bosom and put it aside from the old man.

When the old man saw the beads, he had a happy smile on his face and said, "After all, I have grown up, after all, I have grown up."

"You went to the sea of life in the past, did you feel the afterlife?" the old man felt the breath and said lightly.

Afterlife?

One thing that people dare not think about, but must do.

The people who can come out of there are Taoist priests who practice against the sky, and this kind of person is rare.

Xin Lan's eyes showed emotion, a year has passed since that incident, a year is not long, it is not short, and now, a year has passed.

Nodding, he pressed his palm on the ground and said: "The breath of this land has the taste of the afterlife, the sunrise in the east, that is the life of the past, and the sea that does not fall." ”

"It is a life, a road, and a sea. ”

It is the road and the sea.

With a smile on his face, the old man looked at Xin Lan and said, "It's the road and the sea, it's a good thing, but in the future, it's a lifetime, not the road you want to take, or the sea." ”

"It's not the road, it's not the sea, it's..."

Direction!

After walking for so long, I don't remember the time, I don't remember the people, I remember the direction.

East, west, north and south, what can go down is the road, and what remains unchanged is a direction in consciousness.

"Thank you for your advice. "Bowing to the old man is a kind of gratitude from the heart.

Kindness?

Thinking of this, he suddenly looked at the sea around him.

Death in the sea!

"Senior, this sea..."

When he turned around, there were no islands, no old men, and he was standing alone, surrounded by the sea and the road.

He looked around, a little confused.

"The sea of rebirth is the sea, the lake, the berth, and the river. The old man's voice came from the sky, from all directions.

Suddenly realized, this is a good expression of Xin Lan's heart, it is not just the sea that dies, when I look at it again, there is no sea, there is a lake.

The lake has an azure hue and glows brightly.

"Fierce Spirit Lake!" Looking at this lake, his eyes were full of surprise, even a little overwhelmed, things appeared a little suddenly, so sudden that he was uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, the Fierce Spirit Lake was right in front of his eyes.

Sunrise in the West, which old man is the Emperor of the Eastern Wilderness?

Thinking of the old man in my heart, I couldn't help but think.

"The Soul Lake has the breath of the dead, as the old man said, it is not only the sea that is dead, but also this lake, the Soul Lake. ”

As he spoke, his whole person slowly descended, and gradually, the whole person sank into the Fierce Spirit Lake.

In the Fierce Spirit Lake, there is no strong breath of death, there is no kind of blending of life and death, there is a vast and comfortable feeling, as if it has been integrated into the whole body, turned into a light, submerged into his mind, and became a seed.

"This is..." (To be continued.) )