The clear spring pierces the stone, and the silver stream flies to the waterfall.

Under a cliff beside the bamboo forest, Qingfeng is sitting by the spring pool to breathe and practice.

He slowly opened his eyes, took a delicate water lily in the water, took it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, threw it into the air, and the water lily instantly turned into a lotus platform as white as jade.

Qingfeng was delighted, his mind moved slightly, and he moved to the lotus platform in an instant, only to feel refreshed, leaning over to look around, but saw a childish child sitting on the bluestone, wearing a loose robe, combing two horns and sideburns, with a childish appearance, he suddenly felt disgusted, and secretly said "so ugly", as a result, he felt his body sink, and fell into the water with a thud.

He roared like crazy, and slapped the water with his hand, making a splash.

Ye Yu had just come to the Buddha country, just in time for this scene, standing on the shore and laughing: "What are you doing?" ”

Qingfeng came ashore lightly, shook his shoulders, and instantly returned to his original appearance, and said slightly angrily: "It's not all your two words!" ”

Ye Mo scratched his head and said, "It's really useful?" ”

Qingfeng was stunned, as if he wanted to see something from the young man's face, but he found nothing, he patted his head like he had just woken up from a dream and said: "I already knew that you wouldn't be so kind, it turned out that you were just talking nonsense, I know you."

Ye Mo smiled and said: "I did have a temporary idea, but those two sentences were indeed said by Huai'an."

Qingfeng gritted his teeth secretly, and said suspiciously: "Really? ”

Nightshade nodded.

Qingfeng took a deep breath and said, "Master said that as long as you give him what Huai'an left behind, he can send you back to Middle-earth, but there is a premise"

Ye Mo frowned slightly: "What premise?" ”

Qingfeng looked up at the sky: "You know"

Ye Mo lowered his head and muttered for a moment: "You tell him the old man, I will seriously consider this suggestion"

A hint of joy flashed imperceptibly in Qingfeng's eyes, but he was suddenly jumped by the young man who suddenly raised his head.

"I know that you added this premise, but I was thinking that if you were faced with my situation, would you believe the Master's words?"

Qingfeng was stunned, and his head drooped suddenly, as if he had been hit harder than the failure to break through the realm just now, but he didn't avoid answering, but thought seriously for a while.

"Won't"

Yeyu nodded lightly: "I won't, compared to the master, we are all too weak, the strong like to listen to the weak, just because they like it, not because it makes sense"

Qingfeng touched his lips, tilted his head and said, "I'm really curious, who taught you these truths?" ”

Ye Mo sighed, just a bitter smile.

Two "children" who looked similar in appearance but were actually very different from each other sat on the edge of the waterhole, both silent for a while.

"What are you practicing for?" Ye Mo suddenly asked a question.

Qingfeng shook his head: "No why, in order to be alive, what about you?" ”

Ye Yu said: "I want revenge"

Qingfeng said: "There is no one in Taiping City who does not want to take revenge, congratulations on coming to the right place"

Night laughed, not thinking the joke funny at all.

"Why did you get so angry?"

"Hitting people without slapping their faces, scolding without revealing their shortcomings, it's too much!"

Although he was unrelenting, Qingfeng finally said the dilemma he was facing, and every time he broke through the realm, he failed at the last moment, and there was almost no solution.

Ye Mo thought for a moment and said, "My father said that people are most afraid of living like they hate."

Qingfeng rolled his eyes: "Who is your father?" ”

Ye Yu smiled: "Don't you think this makes sense?" ”

"You mean ......"

Qingfeng suddenly realized that this was not just a sigh, but also a pass for him to break through.

"People are most afraid of living like they hate"

The breeze muttered and repeated, for some reason, my heart was slightly sour, and tears rained down.

Seeing the situation, Ye Yu quietly got up and left Quantan.

In fact, he was also a little afraid that he would live like that.

For example, he doesn't want to always act in front of people with false feelings, he doesn't want to see so many people in the hidden door die because of him, he doesn't want Xiaochun to sacrifice himself to save him, and he doesn't want his father and mother to sacrifice their lives for him and so on.

But he is the son of the king of Yue, and he is a big rebel who carries the hatred of the country and the family on his shoulders.

He can't choose his origin, he can only accept this reality, everyone has what he has to do and has to bear pain.

This is his life.

Only by accepting one's fate can one change one's life.

……

Estimating the time agreed with Master Feng Monkey in his heart, he came to a beautiful peak in the west of the Buddha country at night.

On the top of the cliff, there is a pavilion that he has already found, like a dragon's head, half-hanging in the void, which is very suitable for observing the wind and grass around him.

Not long after, an old Taoist with a thin and tall figure and snow-white eyebrows appeared on the mountain road, walking in a fluttering manner.

When the night is drunk, I feel it, and I immediately come to a stone pavilion on the mountainside and greet him.

"I've seen the Immortal Chief"

Wu Daoxuan saw the young man coming from the wind, nodded slightly, his thin face did not see any waves, his footsteps did not stop, and he continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.

Ye Yu followed behind in small steps, and said tentatively: "Dare to ask the immortal chief if he is a person in the hidden door?" ”

Wu Daoxuan didn't answer, only said indifferently: "Let's talk about something directly"

Ye Mo smiled and said, "Thank you Immortal Chang for mentioning that day"

Wu Daoxuan snorted lightly: "Great wisdom and no deception, at a young age, he learned some tricks to calculate people's hearts, which is useless."

Ye Yu glared at the old Taoist, and suddenly felt that there was no need to whisper like this, and coughed lightly: "Old Wu, then I have something to say directly, there are a few things if you can help me solve my doubts, I will give you Huaigen's codex, there are a lot of strange things recorded on that thing, what's the matter?" ”

The nearly 100-year-old Taoist just felt that the little baby in front of him was scheming, and he was not happy or angry, so he almost tripped and fell on the mountain road.

He turned to look at Yelu, but saw that the young man had already escaped from the distance, and snorted coldly.

"Why should I promise you?"

Ye Mo stood in the distance, pretending to be calm and said: "I can see that you and Lan Sa's old monster are not compatible, he has been looking for the seeds that Huai'an buried in Middle-earth back then, I think you will be interested, I have a scroll of Huai'an in my hand, which records his past and discoveries all the way to Huai'an, Huai'an once used the power of the Heavenly Dao to whirl the ruins of Chen, and his fate is entangled in countless causes and effects in the three worlds, and now he is dead, according to the theory described in this codex, it is likely that history will be rewritten, and Lan Sa is so anxious to crack the "Burning Lantern Record", it must be related to these things”

Wu Daoxuan's pupils shrank, and two cold rays flashed.

"What else do you know?"

Ye Mo shrugged: "You want the Buddha lamp for nothing more than this"

Wu Daoxuan turned around, took a few steps forward, and suddenly said: "Talking about your business, it's no more than three."

Ye Mo smiled slightly, and hurriedly walked a few steps forward to catch up with the old man.

The two turned a detour in the shade of trees, and they could already see the attic on the top of the cliff.

The night is full of re-typed drafts.

"First of all, am I a ghost?"

"This is for yourself, you should know what a ghost is, ask me if it counts, can I have the final say?"

Ye Yu was silent for a while, and then said: "The second piece, how to recast the Yang God?" ”

Wu Daoxuan smiled lightly: "Hehe, this should be Zhang Daoduan's promise, it's a bit scheming, if you say according to the ghost cultivator, you can indeed recast the yang god, but this yang god is not the pure yang god you think, but the spirit body that surpasses the pure yin, and there is no such thing in Taoism."

Thinking of the immortal road that Qingfeng said, humanity is happy, and the ghost road is expensive, and the night is drunk.

"Thirdly, how can I practice in a situation like mine?"

The old Taoist stroked his beard and said: "Whether it is a person or a ghost, the principle of cultivation is nothing more than cultivating in practice, seeking peace of mind."

Ye Yu said angrily: "Lao Wu, I sincerely want to do business with you, if you fool me with this kind of words, our transaction will be invalid, I will go to Lao Zhang, what is the cultivation of behavior, I don't understand"

Wu Daoxuan said: "Cultivating in practice is to see the nature of the mind, not forgetting the original, first doing its subtlety, and then ......"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute" Ye Yu suddenly interrupted him, and said very seriously: "I don't want to listen to these big truths, I want to listen to dry goods"

Wu Daoxuan lowered his head and glanced at him again: "I only understand how people cultivate immortals, I don't know how ghosts cultivate immortals."

Ye Yu rolled his eyes, and corrected: "It's not cultivating immortals, it's cultivating, I just want to be like you people, I'm not interested in becoming immortals."

Wu Daoxuanshou raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then go back to practice"

Night Cheeky scratched his head, a little dazed.

"What do you mean?"

"If you want to practice, you must learn to be a human being, otherwise there will be no way for you to cultivate in this world"

"Be a man, be a man, don't point to Sang and scold Huai"

Wu Daoxuan chuckled lightly and asked rhetorically, "How can a rootless tree live?" ”

I was stunned in the mountain road at night, and fell into hard thought.

After a long time, when the old Taoist had reached the top of the mountain and came to the attic, he figured out the meaning of his words, and came to the building again, respectfully.

"Putting down roots?"

Wu Daoxuan nodded slightly, with some approval on his face.

Ye Fu sighed softly: "There is one more thing"

Wu Daoxuan turned his face and stretched out a hand towards him.

"Say three, just three"

Ye Yan was helpless, took out the Huaigen Codex from his arms and handed it over.

Wu Daoxuan lowered his head and looked at the book, silent.

The young man looked at the old Taoist and read a few pages, gradually became fascinated, and said softly: "This book is a wish, only I can turn fiction into reality, I don't want to be locked in a tower prison all day long, suffocated to death"