In the depths of Wushan, above the ancient temple, the sky and the earth are like water, and the moonlight is strange and cold, as if there is a sense of desolation and killing, which is quietly permeating.

The young man stood in the air, in the pillar of light, descending from the height, like a legendary god, looking at the man with an indifferent face on the opposite side with a fluttering shirt, in the pupils of his eyes, the light light moved slightly, in addition to the figure of the man holding the sword, it seemed to reflect the infinite and invisible sword shadow that spread across the entire sky.

Staring at it for a long time, there was a faint tired smile on his calm face, and he sighed: "Shushan swordsmanship, famous through the ages, really extraordinary, Your Excellency's sword can be passed through the gods, this kind of realm, how many practitioners in the world can not be contacted in their lives, it can really be said that the first person in the kendo door in the world today, if the second generation of Shushan master Dugu Zhenren has a spirit in the sky, he will also smile Jiuquan." ”

Yan Jingchen's indifferent face did not change, only the eyes were bright, and the pupils contracted slightly, like a sword in his heart, indifferently, word by word: "No, extinguish, gold, body?"

The young man looked at him and said with a smile: "Since ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism have never been connected, Taoism has a saying, immortality is immortality, but the golden body is Buddhism, immortal golden body, what do you think of a cultivator?"

The mountain wind came with rain and snow, blowing the young man's old Zen clothes hunting, he stood under the cold moon, watching the thousands of miles of ink clouds rise and fall, and at the end of the horizon, a faint outline of a red sun can be vaguely seen, looming.

It turned out that before I knew it, it was almost dawn.

He couldn't help but smile slightly, light and darkness are eternal, and they are already chaotic, who can say clearly.

Yan Jingchen looked at him silently, was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "The golden body is broken, but the true law still exists, I thought that the immortal golden body was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to be visible with my own eyes, no wonder you are bent on dying in the artistic conception confrontation." ”

The young man suddenly laughed, his eyebrows vicissitudes, "I survived again and again for the sake of death, your sword is very powerful, but it can't kill me after all, it seems that no one in this world can really kill me." ”

Yan Jingchen said calmly: "What about life, what about death, life and death, with your cultivation, why can't you see through it?"

The young man shook his head and sighed: "I don't look at life and death and impermanence, but I return to death by reincarnation, and all living beings are like this, so there are people who cultivate immortals, in order to live forever, liberate themselves from life and death, and spend their lives looking for the Great Dao, but who knows, immortality is definitely not the end of the Great Dao, but the beginning of the tribulation, becoming an immortal, but a sad word." ”

He looked at this sword-like man and said with a smile: "No matter how high your cultivation is, you will always be a human being, all things in heaven and earth will eventually die, you can't bring anything with you, you will only turn into dust when you die, and when you are blown by the wind, your life will be without a trace, you say, in this world, what is the meaning of living?"

Yan Jingchen frowned, a faint light flowed in his eyes, and said lightly: "Life and death, human nature, ordinary people, born to be happy, death without regrets, so enough." ”

The young man nodded and sighed with a smile: "You can see it through, but have you really seen it through?"

Yan Jingchen didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.

The young man smiled and said, his face was faintly full of compassion, and suddenly his hands were folded, and a little Buddha light lit up in front of him, and in an instant it was like a flower blooming, and ten thousand golden lights went straight to the sky, shining heaven and earth, in the golden light, a lotus throne could be vaguely seen slowly sacrificed, the whole body was golden, the glory was brilliant, the lotus was born thousands, and the petals were different.

He took a slight step in the air, gave birth to a lotus step by step, walked on the lotus throne, sat down, and said an indescribable solemn treasure, just like the Buddha appeared with one palm together, and compassion and universal sentient beings.

The low Sanskrit chant quietly rose, instantly resounding through the heavens and the earth!

On the golden lotus throne, it can be vaguely seen that the young man's face seems to be changing, sometimes sad and compassionate, sometimes angry, sometimes happy and calm, just like the true face of the Buddha, ever-changing.

"Your cultivation path has almost reached the pinnacle of the world, you will be far away from everything, your loved ones, your close friends, whoever it is, will gradually leave you in time, you will be isolated from time, there will be no one close to your heart, and you will no longer dare to have something that tempts you, because that will be a flash in the pan for your long lifespan, and the more you invest, the more you will lose, everything will disappear, everything will be vain. ”

"Since nothing in the world is eternal, why are you happy and why are you sad?"

"At that time, did you really see through it?"

Among the thousands of Sanskrit sounds, there is a young man's calm and indifferent voice, which echoes clearly.

Yan Jingchen was silent.

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Lin Chen galloped silently all the way, and in a short time, he passed through the mist and miasma, and went deep into the desolate and ancient mountains where almost no one had set foot for thousands of years.

The darkness ahead seems to be boundless, under the rapid speed, the sound of the wind whistling in the ears is more and more poignant, the deeper you go, the wider the surroundings, the more deep and weird the darkness in front of you, the depths of the invisible and deep mountains, as if there is a strange power, tempting people to move forward, even the wind blowing has become poignant, the cold is terrifying, such as a faint ancient song, through thousands of years of time, in the world of mourning and not disperse.

In the dark, is there a pair of poignant and gentle eyes, watching here?

Lin Chen put away his sword and fell, walking on this deep and silent mountain road, the wind gently blowing his black clothes, he walked forward, towards the unknown end, just like a person who walked towards the Nine Shadows.

On the rugged mountain road, you can see rotten fallen leaves everywhere, as well as the white bones that have been turned out by the cold wind and snow, wind and rain, shocking, Lin Chen's heart is awe-inspiring, these white bones, there are characters, there are also all kinds of strange-shaped monsters, but you don't have to think about it to know that after death, dry bones can survive countless years of wind and frost and immortality, these white bones must be incredible characters during their lifetime.

It's just that after the vicissitudes of life, who will remember the peerless elegance of the past?

Lin Chen knew that this mountain was not trivial, not only because Emperor Wu was in it, but because he knew that the highest peak of this 100,000 mountain was the center of the dragon vein, and it was also the "shocking god" of the heaven and earth In the center of the formation, the Witch Emperor was trapped in the 100,000 mountains, but I was afraid that it was also because of the supreme divine forbidden that painted the ground as a prison, remembering the previous encounter with the Witch Emperor, Lin Chen sighed slightly, somehow, the demon that everyone talked about, in his eyes, it didn't seem to be as terrifying as he imagined, only in this mountain, counting the mountains and lonely, what kind of person was that?

Lin Chen looked up, but saw the dark shadow of an ancient temple, located on the other side of the deep mountain, visible from afar, where it was dazzling and dazzling, and there seemed to be a familiar atmosphere in it.

However, it seems that there are two completely different worlds here, the ancient dense forest, the desolate ancient road, there are still some traces of the past years, and there is silence all around, even the sound of insects and the low roar of wild beasts in the depths of the original darkness have suddenly disappeared.

Lin Chen was walking, and suddenly felt something and stopped.

"Shhh

The dense woods covered the sky and the sun, but at this moment, there was still a trace of moonlight leaking down and shining on the shadow.

Lin Chen slowly turned around and faced that beautiful face.

The woman in front of her, dressed as white as snow, with a long sword in her hand, was as bright as autumn water.

In the dark eyes, who is the person who is deeply reflected?

The two did not speak, staring quietly.

Just like the old days.

The wind blew the treetops, and their clothes fluttered gently in the night breeze, with a faint gentleness in the silence.

The past is like a tide, slowly churning up little by little, surging in my heart.

"Why did you come along......" Lin Chen smiled, with a hint of bitterness.

Huang Bingli was staring at him, her eyes were so bright in the darkness, "That year, on the Qingyun Palace, I pleaded for you, but I didn't expect that it would hurt you." She said quietly, her lips pale from biting hard, and the hand holding the sword was so tight.

Lin Chen was slightly stunned, and in a moment of thought, he already understood a little that it was because of Xiao Yao's predecessors, so Xuan Xiaozi was so angry, if there weren't so many people interceding for him back then, maybe things would have been different, and he wouldn't have been so extreme, and he resolutely rebelled out of Shushan.

It's just that at that time, how many people on the field knew that the old man's heart was forever painful?

When I came to my senses, everything had changed.

Has the person changed?

Huang Bingli lowered her head, what the master had said to her in the Qingyun Hall back then, but how many days and nights had lingering in her heart, Lin Chen looked at her silently, the corners of her mouth moved, and she was about to say something, and then she heard this senior sister say in a low voice: "Since that year in the Trapped Dragon Jedi, you desperately saved me and protected me, I have been, have been watching you, the moment I watched you walk out of the Qingyun Hall that day, I knew that you would not look back." ”

She said so softly, her voice was fluttering and a little unreal, and there was a faint tenderness in her eyes that had never appeared in front of people, "Later, when I was on the Absolute Sword Peak, I saw that Xiyao girl doing everything for you, I was thinking, I can too." ”

Lin Chen's body shook, he raised his head suddenly, and looked at her in a daze, what kind of emotion was it, like a thousand words entangled in his heart, but he couldn't speak.

Huang Bingli looked at her, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said softly: "So I broke the Absolute Sword Pillar, but that time, I could only watch you being sucked into the sword shrine, and I couldn't do anything." ”

Her eyes suddenly showed a hint of stoicism, and she walked forward, her back to the man, no one saw it, the snow-like skin and cheeks, faintly revealing a faint flush, and a touching beauty.

"This time, no matter what, no matter where, I will be with you. ”

The firm words like breaking ice and cutting snow echoed softly in the silence, with the wind.

Lin Chen was completely stunned, his heart was a mess, a little moved, a little happy, a little confused, and finally turned into a hoarse, low two words, "Senior sister......"

I don't know how long it took for him to come back to his senses, but he saw that the senior sister was waiting for him far ahead.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, suppressed the inexplicable feelings in his heart, and walked over.