In the vast space, the middle-aged uncle with a majestic figure was smiling, bowing slightly, and his eyes showed a look of satisfaction.

"You are very good, people can't be arrogant, but you can't be spineless, at this age, arrogance, backbone, and a righteous heart that is not afraid of power, you are really good."

This man looked no more than thirty or forty years old, in the prime of life, and the light between his eyebrows flickered, and he stood there like this, appearing out of thin air, and a vast aura swirled around him.

"Boy Zhou Lin, dare to ask who you are?"

Zhou Lin looked surprised and vaguely guessed.

The other party's eyes are deep, as if they can hide the heavens and the earth, and they are extraordinary at a glance. There was no shadow behind him, it seemed to be just a shadow or a mark.

"Who am I?"

A smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, and he slowly raised his head, looking up at the void, his face full of vicissitudes, "Everyone in the world asks who I am, and who knows who I am?" There is no self, there is no self, there is no ......."

A trace of loneliness flashed in the depths of this person's eyes, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, "It makes you laugh, you can call me a crazy person, a crazy person, hahaha." ”

"Crazy man?"

Zhou Lin's heart trembled, the other party's casual words seemed to contain some kind of truth of heaven and earth, and after he heard it, his heart trembled.

This is just a phantom left by this person, if this person is alive, his strength will definitely reach the peak, and it is impossible to speculate.

"Junior Zhou Lin has seen senior!"

Zhou Lin shook off those speculations in his heart, respectfully clasped his fists and saluted, and bowed deeply to this person.

The madman nodded, calmly accepted this bow, and then spoke: "With your intelligence, you must have noticed that I am just a wisp of remnant soul now. ”

Zhou Lin was silent, which can be regarded as admitting.

He's not a fool, and it's not so easy to fool him, but he still has too many questions in his heart.

"In this life, whether you do nothing or are amazing, in the end, you will inevitably die, and everyone is equal in front of the way of heaven. But before the end of life and death comes, who can escape the temptation of life? Zhou Lin, let me ask you, what is the purpose of your cultivation? ”

The madman said suddenly.

"What is the purpose of monasticism?"

Zhou Lin chewed carefully, he had never thought about this question before, at his age, life had just begun, everything should be brave and diligent, where would he think of such a profound question.

However, since the mad Taoist had already mentioned it, he thought seriously for a while, and then said, "I cultivate for the sake of immortality. ”

The madman's eyes lit up, and he laughed and said, "Yes, it is indeed extraordinary to be able to think of this at your age. So what is immortality for? ”

"Immortal ......"

Zhou Lin struggled for a long time, and the two questions raised by the mad Taoist were asking himself, torturing his heart, following the truest thoughts, and deriving the answers in his heart.

What he didn't know was that it was actually a question.

Everyone's Tao is not needed, and only by asking about oneself can one realize the true self.

"Immortality is for duty."

He finally spat out a few words.

Scenes flashed in front of him, the scene of relying on his grandfather when he was a child, and after getting the Heaven Swallowing Divine Technique, he became stronger step by step, and the stronger his strength, the greater the responsibility on his body.

More and more people gathered around him, the Li family in Longyan County back then, the Sword Sect later, the people of the water and soil after the founding of the country, and those chess pieces who were planted with the soul mark of life and death....

In fact, he did not treat them as pawns that could be sacrificed at any time, but as a brand new partner, and even did not hesitate to cultivate and cultivate them with his own resources.

Just like the disciples of Xuanyuan Sect who were sold back then, after being controlled by the soul seal of life and death, now all of them are Martial Kings and Martial Emperors.....

"Immortality is a ...... for duty"

The madman repeated this sentence repeatedly, with a relieved expression on his face, "I can meet you before my remnant soul consciousness dissipates, this thief treats me well." ”

Countless lights flowed in his eyes, "Since you have passed the test of the old man, then everything here can be passed on to you." ”

"Test?"

Zhou Lin was stunned for a moment, "Could it be that all this is set up to test me?" Was the scene that happened in Tianwu City before all fake? ”

The madman laughed and said: "When the truth is fake, it is also true, you think it is fake, but it may not be true is false, you say that he is true, it may not necessarily be true." ”

Zhou Lin was dumbfounded, what does this mean? He's completely confused, what about teasing me?

"Everything will come to a certain point, and you will know when you come."

The mad Daoist smiled faintly, "My life has come to an end, the only thing left is that the cultivation experience of this life can be passed on to you, I hope you can comprehend it." ”

Call!

With a flick of his hand, the void in front of him squirmed, causing a ripple, and finally formed a mirror, which evolved into a world scene.

The picture flickered, and characters kept appearing, like watching flowers and flowers, and disappeared in a flash.

The picture starts from the birth of a child, to the hard practice and sweat in his childhood, to the experience of training in all directions when he was a teenager, fighting with others....... telling the magnificent life of a madman.

Zhou Lin found some of his shadows from it, and he sighed with emotion.

Behind every genius is countless times of sweaty hard work, and most of the geniuses are because they are more diligent than others.

As soon as the picture turns, a young man with a long sword on his back walks into a prosperous ancient city alone.

The familiar scene, the familiar long street, Zhou Lin's heart jumped, "Isn't this Tianwu City?" It turned out that the madman had also been to that city, and it must have been something that happened there that made him impressed. ”

The next scene repeats itself completely.

Zhou Hengyu fought the bloody sky, and the battle scenes flashed in front of him one by one, the difference is that this time he re-examined that scene from the perspective of a third person, and the emotions in his heart were difficult to calm down for a long time.

"Your approach is exactly the same as what the old man did back then, and this is the first test."

The madman opened his mouth lightly, with a bit of emotion and embarrassment on his face.

The picture shook again, and in a green mountain and green water, a gray-haired old man asked the same question: "What are you cultivating for?" ”

The young man's eyes were sharp, "I cultivate the Tao to be strong and sweep away all injustices. ”

The white-haired old man in the picture looked shocked.

The crazy man sighed, and his eyes fell on the young figure in the picture, "Back then, I was high-spirited, I just wanted to be strong, and I said such things, but now it seems that it is not as good as your immortality to go straight to your heart, and you have passed this second test." ”

The picture turned again, and the young man in the mirror was no longer much different from the mad man in front of him, and the aura on his body was like an abyss, and he was already strong enough to make the picture tremble.

In a shocking battle, he charged forward, killed countless enemies, and was finally killed by countless enemies.....

"The purpose of cultivation is different, I chose to be strong, so I died, and before I died, I faced the torture of life and death, and I made another choice.......

The scene creeps, showing the battlefield after the Great War, desolate and dilapidated, with a phantus floating on the pile of corpses.

A figure walks through the frame, holding a disc in his hand.

"Hey, I can't imagine that it takes no effort to step on the iron shoes and find nowhere to get them, and the sacrificial spirit of my Fire Witch Clan has fallen......"

(End of chapter)