The melodious singing and the slow oars gradually spread out on the surface of this smoky lake.

Finally, the shadow of the boat approached, but the oars on the bow of the boat were seen by a white-bearded man wearing a hat, with a warm smile on his face, singing lyrics, and getting closer to the shore of the lake.

Xiao Chen recognized it at a glance, and the white-bearded man on the boat was the old man who made him realize the artistic conception of returning to simplicity and truth on the edge of Taihu Lake more than ten years ago.

"Old gentleman, it's been more than ten years, don't come unharmed. ”

"Oh, young man, have we met?"

Lao Suo smiled warmly, and while talking, he drove the boat and slowly approached the lake, Xiao Chen said: "On the edge of this Taihu Lake that day, the old gentleman borrowed me a fishing rod, but don't you remember?"

"Oh, remembered, remembered...... I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and the little brother has never heard of anyone getting old, but now, he is as white as snow. ”

The old man was still smiling, and as he spoke, the ship was getting closer to shore. Xiao Chen said: "The world is full of sorrows, who is safe." ”

Lao Su said: "If you ask for it, you will suffer, and if you don't ask for it, you will be happy." Little brother, you and I are destined, why don't you take you to this Taihu Lake for another day today. ”

"In this case, then there is Mr. Law. ”

Xiao Chen raised his sleeves slightly, and gently boarded the boat, Lao Suo rowed the oars, and in the melodious singing, the boat slowly sailed towards the center of the lake.

The whole Taihu Lake is very large, and now it is March, the lakeside is full of thousands of branches, in the green bushes, and see the pavilions and water pavilions, if it is in it, even if the kite flies to the sky, if you come here, you must also look at the lake to rest your heart.

In the middle of the lake, there is a small island, there is a square pavilion built on the island, there is still a game of chess in the pavilion is not finished, and on the side of the chessboard, there is a Yaoqin.

The qin is a fan qin, it is not as good as the Fuxi guqin, but the timbre is also good, Xiao Chen sat down cross-legged and slowly stroked the qin.

Bursts of piano sound, swinging away the smoke waves on the lake, drifting out, accompanied by the singing of Lao Suo, there is a poetic artistic conception in the world.

Therefore, in the past three days, Xiao Chen and Lao Suo visited Taihu Lake, or played the piano in the pavilion, or played games in the pavilion, and sometimes went to the city market, listened to people singing in the streets, and drank tea and played chess with people on the street.

In the past three days, Xiao Chen calmed down, comprehended the feelings of this mortal world, and even gradually forgot that he was the Lord of Desireless Heaven, and forgot why he was here, and in this mortal world, no one recognized him, but he was the famous Desireless Heavenly Venerable.

On the fourth day, Xiao Chen still went to Taihu Lake, enjoyed the scenery in the lake with Lao Suo, played in the pavilion at dusk, and after a game, he stroked the piano on the side.

On this day, the sound of the piano attracted two people, but those two were the brother and sister that Xiao Chen met in the restaurant a few days ago.

"Brother, look, there is someone in the Pavilion in the middle of the lake, it is the person who was that day!"

The girl was full of joy and pointed to the island in the middle of the lake, while the man named Su Zijin next to her was staring at this time, his eyes did not fall on Xiao Chen, but on the white-bearded old man, and muttered in a low voice: "That person ......"

"Brother, let's go over quickly!"

The girl grinned, and before the man could answer, she began her light work, tapping the water with her toes, and flew towards the island in the middle of the lake.

Su Zijin came back to his senses and stretched out his hand: "Little sister, don't rush into the seniors on the island." After that, he immediately started his light work and chased after him.

"Haha! I see you again!"

The girl's body landed lightly on the island, but she didn't care about the sound of the other party's piano, she grinned at Xiao Chen, and looked at the white-bearded old man in the pavilion: "Hey, old uncle, do you know this little brother?"

"Know, know ......"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, his face was very amiable, and Su Zijin also fell to the island behind him, and arched his hand to the old man in the pavilion: "Junior Su Zijin, my sister is naughty, disturbing the elegance of the seniors and this dustless brother, sorry ......"

Su Zijin really didn't expect that in this mortal world, if there was really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, the old man in front of him did not have a trace of cultivator's breath on his body, and he looked like an ordinary old man, but how could he really be an ordinary person?

Lao Suo said with a smile: "It turns out that you know each other, although the red dust is wide, seeing each other is fate, why don't you come to the pavilion and sit down." ”

"Okay, okay!"

The girl didn't recognize life at all, came to the pavilion, listened to Xiao Chen play the piano for a while, and after a while, she saw that the birds on the shore also flew around the pavilion, cheering, and even the bold yellow bird actually landed on Xiao Chen's shoulder, chirping non-stop.

"Wow......"

The girl blinked a pair of big watery eyes, her face was full of surprise, she didn't expect that in this mortal world, there were people who could play the piano so well, and they could also attract a hundred birds to harmony.

It is said that the Donghua Immortal Monarch of the Xianqiong Sect has unparalleled attainments in music and rhythm, and his disciples Yeyue and Yunhua are even more deeply rooted in their true heritage, but think about it, even if Yeyue and Yunhua are here in person, it is probably nothing more than that, right?

For a while, the girl listened to it and gradually became intoxicated, until the end of the song, she slowly woke up, only to see Xiao Chen slowly raise his palm, and the yellow bird on his shoulder jumped lightly, and landed on his palm, but he was not surprised at all.

This time, the girl was even more surprised, Xiao Chen slowly stretched out her hand, the girl carefully held the yellow bird in her hand, gently stroked the smooth feathers of the yellow bird, and was afraid of hurting her wings.

"It turns out that the little brother plays the piano so well, by the way, I didn't tell you that day, my name is Su Wei......"

A cool breeze blew on the lake, but Su Zijin next to him was silent, thinking that his artistic conception in the piano was empty and far-reaching, but it was still difficult to hide...... An indescribable, unclear loneliness.

He...... Who exactly is it?

At dusk, the lake reflected the sunset, golden, Su Wei stood up, saw the boat docked on the island, and said excitedly: "The sun is setting, or else...... Shall we go boating?"

Xiao Chen stood up, handed Yaoqin back to Lao Suo, and said, "I won't go down, tomorrow, I'll come to see my predecessors again." After that, he went to the outside of the pavilion, and with a light touch of his feet, he also started his light work and went up to the lake in the distance.

In the past few days, he has been immersed in the mortal world, and even forgot his identity, until the arrival of the Su family brothers and sisters just now, he suddenly remembered that he was still the Lord of Desireless Heaven and did not belong to this mortal world.

......

On the fifth, sixth, and seventh days, Xiao Chen still went to Taihu Island every day, and the Su family brothers and sisters were no longer there, but Lao Su sat in the pavilion and played chess alone.

"Seniors. ”

Xiao Chen entered the pavilion and said hello to Lao Suo, who smiled and said, "What's the matter? In the mortal world these days, what did Xiaoyou feel?"

"With the guidance of my predecessors, I have benefited a lot in the past few days. ”

Xiao Chen arched his hand slightly, looked at the vast lake again, and said: "It's just that the rivers and lakes are big, far from the eyes, and the world is not seven days. ”

Obviously, he has learned a lot in the mortal world in the past few days, but he has not yet experienced the birth, old age, sickness and death of mortals, if he has been in this mortal world, then there will be a day when he will comprehend and return to the basics, but this time is too long for him, I am afraid that the short is ten years, and the long one is a hundred years.

And if there are some people or things in the middle, it will immediately make him get out of this mortal realm, such as meeting the Su family brothers and sisters yesterday.

If during this period, when he heard about the Desireless Heaven, the Xuanqing Gate, the Spirit Ruins Realm, and even anything related to cultivation, he would break this mortal heart, and then everything would turn into a dream bubble again.

"Nice, nice......"

Lao Su rubbed his head and said: "And presumably Xiaoyou, I already understand what it means to abandon wisdom and return to simplicity." ”

Xiao Chen had already expected that this old man would be an extraordinary person, and at this time, he heard him say that he had doubts in his heart, and he believed that the other party must have reached the mysterious realm of returning to simplicity and truth, this time, he came to the right place, and said: "I hope that my predecessors can give me some more advice." ”

Lao Suo said with a smile: "Although there are kites flying to the sky, looking at the peak and resting his heart, but Xiaoyou's life is extraordinary, destined to be an extraordinary person, both extraordinary people, even if it is in this mortal world for a while, but it is difficult to live in this mortal world, a slight breeze blowing, it can make Xiaoyou's heart ripple again." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Chen's heart was even more shocked, sure enough, the old man in front of him had seen through everything, although he had been immersed in the mortal world in the past few days, as long as he heard anything related to the cultivation world, he would wake up immediately.

After all, I can't do it, like a real mortal, because I have already carried too much on my body, how can I rest my mind?

Lao Suo smiled lightly, and continued: "Xiaoyou has too much on his back, if he can let go of all this, he may be able to understand it and return to his roots." ”

"Let go of the ......"

Xiao Chen's expression condensed slightly, and at this moment, he immediately understood the meaning of the old man in front of him, now that he is the Lord of Desireless Heaven, he wants to let himself let go of all this, and even to cultivate his body to the fullest, in this mortal dust, like a real mortal, in order to truly understand the artistic conception of returning to simplicity.

Lao Su smiled and said: "Yes, it seems that Xiaoyou has understood, a hundred years, back to the basics." ”

Xiao Chen slowly came back to his senses, even if he had cultivated his whole body to the fullest, it would take a hundred years to experience the life and death of mortals......

100 years is too long......

Even if you have returned to your roots at that time, or you have become a saint and are no longer subject to life and death, what is the use?

A hundred years later, things have long been wrong, Weiyang is no longer there, and he is alone, even if he becomes an immortal at that time, what good is it!

"Fate can also be helped, is everything fate? ”

Xiao Chen took two steps back, at this moment, his heart suddenly felt empty, although he realized the unique immortal artistic conception, but the cultivation also stopped there, unless he could comprehend the next layer of artistic conception, otherwise the cultivation could not be improved.

However, if you want to comprehend the next layer of artistic conception, you can only follow what Lao Suo said, turn away from your cultivation, and spend a hundred years to return to simplicity and truth in this mortal world, and understand the cycle of life and death.

Isn't there anything else to do?

Wrong......

At this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly thought of something, the artistic conception of immortality...... What I have comprehended is the artistic conception of immortality, and the artistic conception of reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao that is not understood by ordinary people!

Seeing that he had realized, Lao Su smiled and said, "Xiaoyou has already thought of it?"