The cold lamp is lonely and the candle keeps vigil cold.

The dragon stands in front of the gate of heaven like a sculpture, with ice and snow and a body of ice and snow, guarding the north gate of heaven alone in the wind.

The candle flame flickered, not illuminating the endless darkness, nor illuminating the chaos of the outside world, but also avoiding constraints and enjoying rare tranquility, quietly listening to the sound of every snowflake falling, listening to the whimpering of the sad wind, guarding the northernmost gate of the heavenly court, and watching the past and future.

The dragon's eyes are slightly closed, sleeping, and alone.

Bai Yujun finally had time to think about the past, recalling every close friend, friend, enemy, and passer-by.

I remembered a lot of good old days.

That year.

Hold an umbrella and walk across the wind and rain bridge, and the fragrance of flowers in the wind is ......

The vine bridge resembles a green waterfall......

Fold a willow branch and shake it gently, see all the mountains and rivers in the world, and also see the drunk sitting alone in the tavern, a bowl of turbid wine and an old dream......

The old horse left hoof prints on the smooth stone road, sent to the distant memory, and a few petals of plum blossoms on yellowed letterhead have dried up......

Walking under the peach tree with an umbrella, a few pink flowers fell on the white paper umbrella, printed through the white paper, and scattered obliquely all over the shoulder......

It rained continuously.

The green moss on the ridge of the roof dripped, and it fell on the umbrella with a fluffy sound.

Standing on the stone bridge to pick a plum fruit, it is ripe, and the sourness gradually fades and only sweetness remains.

Occasionally, I will think of that brief memory, like a short absurd dream, simple as if it never existed, when the life span is counted in thousands, you will finally understand what is real.

It's all gone.

If you have the opportunity, you must go to see where Old Man Yuan's grave is.

Two thousand years have passed, I am afraid that it has already become flat, maybe someone else has built a new grave on his grave, and the tombstone has also become a step stone on the mountain path, and his descendants have changed their names and surnames to hide in the countryside, it is not easy, if you can go to his grave to be scared, it is also excellent, even if you want to pickle kimchi, you can't even find ashes.

Time does not spare people, nor can it spare corpses, in the eyes of time, the dead and the living are the same.

Take a trip back to the small valley where you were born.

I don't know if the old ginkgo is still there, the waterhole, the hillside, every grassy bird's nest that once knew it, and many of the beast's neighbors.

The villages outside the mountains are still inhabited, and wildflowers are blooming in the meadows on the hillsides......

Slightly sentimental.

I also remembered the weeping willows on the shore of the West Lake.

In the twilight, the umbrella strolls across the old stone bridge, admires the lotus flowers in the fog, drinks a jar of good wine, listens to the neighboring table of the rivers and lakes to talk about their lives, and waits for the moonlight to come.

Pray for the lanterns to go offshore, startle the flow of fireflies, and watch the pavilion hanging lights.

I can't tell the difference between day and night, and I forget the time.

Year after year, year after year.

The North Gate of Heaven is like a forgotten corner.

Ever since the old turtle left, he hadn't seen any other living creatures, and monsters didn't count.

In these days, Bai Yujun is finally willing to practice seriously, re-polish and consolidate the foundation, there is still no such thing as the so-called Dragon Ball Inner Dan Demon Pill, the body and the dragon soul are carried out at the same time, you must have a strong body in the world, and the disadvantages of giving up the body to concentrate on the spiritual body are too great, and melee combat and spells cannot be thrown.

Greed does not exist, Bai Yujun has enough time to improve.

After a brief period of silence, the cultivation was steadily improved again.

After perceiving the enhancement of the white dragon outside the gate of heaven, the number of monster infestations was significantly reduced, and the new guard was placed in the same position as the old turtle before, and finally defeated under the ferocity of the divine beast, so that another Bai was extremely bored, and even the occasional fight was gone.

For years, the monsters have been qualified neighbors, at least bringing a rare amount of entertainment to a certain white.

The stakes are high.

It is impossible to leave without permission, and there is no way to replace it with a doppelganger.

There is nothing to do but crazy practice.

When Bai Yujun did one thing seriously, he found that his cultivation had improved faster......

Soaring forward and approaching the immortals.

The energy absorbed is not only immortal qi or aura, since the small wrecking ball world can absorb a certain energy growth on its own, Bai Yujun has also discovered that deeper substance, the name is unknown, anyway, it is similar to the origin, like dust.

Bai Moulong's cultivation has a characteristic.

It doesn't matter what it is, as long as it can be strong, it has a good appetite, it is not a picky eater, and it can eat.

Speaking of eating......

It's been a long time since I've tasted flesh and blood, gluttony.

Don't have all kinds of fish and shrimp to eat, but also don't have birds and beasts to swallow, especially after the growth of the urgent need for nutritious food, must be paired with a little vegetarian dishes, balanced nutrition is the right way, in the future catch whoever eats!

In the penance, the days passed slowly......

......

Decades later.

The days of boredom have changed.

The cold wind carried the flying snow and blew the face like a knife, the frostbite was red, in the dark snow, the ice was slightly translucent, and the staggering old figure stepped on the snow and walked the ice crystals barren and cold, bypassing the clusters of slender ice crystal bushes, avoiding icicles several feet high, and persistently moving forward step by step.

The wind-blown shabby cloak hunts, the beard and eyebrows are covered with ice ballast, and the face is vicissitudes.

Behind his back, a thin little boy under the cloak lay on the old man's back, carefully observing the outside.

"Grandpa, when can we get home?"

"It's soon, don't worry, grandson, we will be able to go back soon, eat hot porridge and drink hot soup." ”

The old man's frozen face struggled to smile.

His voice was hoarse, but his eyes were bright, and he scanned his surroundings vigilantly.

Looking at another strange blurred line of sight in the distance, the grandfather and grandson were like torches, one by one sneaky and evil black shadows swimming in the darkness like wolves, ready to pounce and bite at any time.

As we walked, we passed a valley of ice crevasses......

The fissure ice valley is several feet wide, winding and even having to pass through an ice cave.

The ice walls on both sides are very high.

Monsters cling to rock walls like spiders.

The old man took a deep breath, took out a big knife like an oar, his momentum instantly increased, his eyes were sharp and full of murderous intent, he dragged the big knife with one hand and continued to move forward, his eyes swept over the monsters in the darkness, and the little boy on his back retracted into his cloak, leaning on his thick arms like a mountain.

"What the hell is this place...... How can I get out...... Alas. ”

Who wants to venture deep into the Jedi?

Darkness, endless darkness.

I haven't walked out for more than a year, and I haven't even seen a living creature.

He knew that those black monsters were about to start again, and they couldn't be killed, and they couldn't be killed.

Finally, the monster couldn't stand it......

The old man roared.

"Kill!"

The sword qi left scratches of varying shades on the ice wall.

Run, slash and slash.

Some monsters can be killed, some monsters will turn into black gas and then resurrected, some are strong and some are weak, and when they are tired of fighting, they take out a jade bottle, and they have no choice but to swallow the few pills left, if the pills are used up and they haven't walked out of this dark and cold world, then they really can't get out.

As he fled, he fought the monsters, his face turned red, and the ice on his eyebrows and beards turned into water.

It's been a long time.

Exhausted, his breath was disordered, and the old man ran with a big knife in tow.

The injury was very serious due to the long-term fighting, the throat breathed violently and vomited blood, the lungs were hot and painful, and every time I breathed violently, I felt like I wanted to vomit, and the body of the fairy god was in pain and weak, and it was all supported by gritting his teeth with perseverance.

He can't stop, he has to keep running.

"Grandpa......"

"Don't worry about cough cough cough...... Grandpa is a fairy, very powerful......"

"Well, grandpa is the best, we will definitely be able to go home, grandma is still waiting for us at home. ”

"Ahem, yes, wait until we get home......"

The cloak was broken, and the old man tied himself and his grandson tightly with strips of cloth, the grandson is not a god, and the grandson who is just an ordinary person's mortal body will be frozen to death if he leaves him, and if he persists for a while, he may be able to leave this dark world immediately.

Run, run desperately.

Evil monsters are everywhere, gathering more and more.

"Baby, ahem...... If Grandpa tells you to run, you keep running, don't stop, just run fast and you can go back. ”

"What about Grandpa?"

"Grandpa follows you, remember, close your eyes and don't look at anything when the time comes. ”

"Oh......"

Just when the old man was about to give up, he suddenly noticed that the monsters were behaving strangely.

The monsters around him became scarce, and they were not as crazy as before, although they were still following behind them, they were obviously timid, as if they were afraid of something, and the old man suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, there was a problem......

The little boy shrunk in his cloak trembled, and the old man could feel the fear that reached the depths of his soul......

There must be danger!

But if you go back, you will definitely die if you return to the monster pile.

Moving on, there may be a glimmer of life, and after thinking about it, he can only move forward, but the old man obviously underestimated the horror of that inexplicable terrifying power.

The black pressure monster followed behind, and the old man coughed up blood and gritted his teeth to persevere, moving forward step by step.

The long knife dragged in his hand rubbed against the ice crystals, creaking and creaking......

The further you go, the more powerful it becomes.

Ancient breath, majesty to the depths of the soul.

"Ahem......"

Coughing up a mouthful of blood, he looked back and found that there were still monsters who did not give up and followed.

The two sides looked at each other half a mile apart, and at this time, the terrible fear pressed the body and could not straighten up, as if there was a heavy burden on the shoulders, and the injury was even more difficult to recover.

"Grandpa, look!"

The old man looked ahead and saw a light in the distance.

Sighing helplessly, the injury was so serious that his vision was not as good as that of ordinary mortals.

When a person wandering in the sea sees land, he will swim desperately to it, and the marks of dragging a long knife behind him are quickly covered by the wind and snow......

Eventually, the monsters stopped moving on.

Far away.

The old man saw three words on the tall ancient archway, squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and was scared half to death when he saw it clearly.

"North...... Beitianmen?"

Pale hair scattered, haggard and depressed, the three words of the North Heavenly Gate seem to have suffered a heavy blow to the chest, the legend says that outside the North Heavenly Gate is a desperate dark and cold place, the gods, demons and demons are difficult to cross, I can't imagine that in order to escape for my life, I actually jumped into this Jedi of nine deaths!

The candle flame flickered lightly without extinguishing it, bringing a little light, and the old man and grandson also noticed the huge figure outside the door.

Four paws on the ground, head high.

The dragon head holds the candle flame.

The huge body stands in the snow outside the gate of heaven, and the ice and snow are half hidden.

"It turned out to be Long Wei...... Ahem...... No wonder ......"

Everyone in the world knows the four gates of the heavenly court, and the storytellers in the mortal world also know that the North Heavenly Gate is guarded by a dragon.

Puff~

Long Wei was too much, the old man couldn't support himself and knelt on the ground, grabbed the sharp ice edge with both hands and crawled forward, trying to climb in front of the dragon sculpture, but was blocked by an invisible wall, and Long Wei couldn't stand up at all.

Suddenly!

The monsters gathered in the distance have been dismembered by the wind and snow!

The voice was deafening.

"Heaven is important, and you must not trespass. ”

The four-clawed sculpture-like divine dragon did not move at all, only one thought was moved, and even Long Wei deliberately restrained it, otherwise the old man and his grandson would have been killed by Long Wei.

"Shenlong, save our ......"