A few months later, when the wedding was ready, the Zhang family was decorated with lanterns and gongs and drums, and close relatives and surrounding neighbors came to congratulate them.

Under the laughter and congratulations of everyone, Zhang Dali and Zhang Xiu worshiped the church, entered the cave room, and officially became a member of the Zhang family.

A year later, Zhang Meng, Zhang Shi and Zhang Dali were all standing in the courtyard, walking around anxiously, looking into the room from time to time.

In the wing room in the backyard, there were bursts of screams of pain at this time.

After a while, the shouting finally stopped, and a baby's cry was heard.

Listening to this cry, the three people present finally breathed a sigh of relief, and their hanging hearts were finally relaxed.

Then a middle-aged woman walked out with a swaddling baby in her arms and said to the three people outside: "Congratulations, mother and son are safe, it's a male doll." ”

In the following years, the Zhang family added a boy and two girls, a total of four little dolls.

In the backyard of this blacksmith shop, in addition to the sound of the iron, there are also children's laughter and crying, which is particularly lively.

Time flies like flowing water, and the little dolls who were once toddlers have gradually grown into tall teenagers and slim girls, and Zhang Meng and Zhang are gradually getting old.

One day, there was a painful cry in Zhang's house, and then the surrounding neighbors knew that Zhang Meng, the man who struck iron, was gone. After a few years, Zhang also went with Zhang Meng.

The older generation is gone, the new generation is growing up, and soon it's time to start a family. Zhang Dali and Zhang Xiu took daughters-in-law for their two sons, and married their two daughters in a beautiful way.

Just like reincarnation, in this courtyard, there are children's laughter and crying again, and the two old men Dali and Zhang Xiu sometimes hold their grandson, sometimes tease their granddaughter, and the smile always blooms on their faces, and the whole family is full of happiness and happiness.

Everything is plain, but there is happiness in the ordinary.

I don't know when Dali began to have a strange dream. In the dream, he is an immortal with boundless mana, who can go up to the moon for nine days, and can go down to the nine demons, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea with a wave of his hand, and slashing out the world with a sword to change color.

After waking up from the dream, he told Zhang Xiu beside him about the scene in the dream, and jokingly said Maybe I was still an immortal in my last life.

Who knew that he was teased by Zhang Xiu, saying that he was dreaming stupidly, and asked him to wash up and go to bed quickly.

In desperation, he could only roll his eyes, and then, as Zhang Xiu said, did not wash, but continued to sleep.

Such dreams are presented again and again in dreams from time to time, which makes Dali always have some doubts about whether he is really the reincarnation of immortals.

However, once he had this idea, he could only smile when he looked at his now aging body, put these unrealistic thoughts behind, and amused his grandchildren with Zhang Xiu.

The little grandson and little granddaughter also grew up, gray hair replaced green silk, and wrinkles gradually crawled all over the face.

They, too, are old.

In the blink of an eye, the grandchildren have become adults, and Dali and Zhang Xiu are looking at them to start a family, and watching them give birth to a new generation.

The Zhang family, four generations in the same house, the incense is prosperous, so that the residents of the city and the surrounding neighbors are envious, all say that this is a blessed home.

The new generation has grown up, and in the laughter of children, the same cry sounded in this small courtyard again after many years.

Zhang Xiu went and died at the age of seventy-two.

As the saying goes, seventy years of life is rare, and in this era of old people who are fifty years old, seventy years old is considered a long life.

The person who has been with him for fifty years is gone, and it is as if he has lost the most important thing, and the whole person is aging rapidly.

A few years later, Zhang Dali, who was about to die, lay on the hospital bed, looking at his son and daughter-in-law, daughter and son-in-law, grandchildren, great-grandchildren and great-granddaughters with sad faces in front of the bed.

His life flashed in front of him like a picture, the confusion and helplessness when he just woke up, the joy when he married Zhang Xiu, the happiness when he watched the birth of his son and daughter, and the grief when he sent Zhang Xiu away.

"In my life, although I have never done anything earth-shattering, nor have I had the earth-shattering supernatural powers of the immortals in my dreams, but looking back on my life, I have enjoyed family affection, love, and family happiness, and I can still have children and grandchildren to see me off at the bedside. ”

"In this life, there is no life in vain, and there are no regrets. He said the last words in his heart.

Then, he finally closed his eyes with a smile, and life began to dissipate above this body.

Zhang Dali died at the age of 76.

The cry sounded again in the room, and grief enveloped the entire courtyard.

In the midst of this cry, Zhang Dali was in the body of the deceased, and a light flashed, as if something had finally been unraveled.

In an endless dark place, an illusory figure suspended in the darkness with its eyes closed, surrounded by the shadow of death.

Suddenly, the figure suddenly opened its eyes, and there was a hint of clarity and enlightenment in its eyes.

"I'm Luo Yin, slash!" A clear light erupted from his eyes, turning into a long sword, instantly dispelling all the dark clouds of death that shrouded him.

After slashing through the dark clouds that enveloped him, his figure suddenly turned into a clear light, rushing out of this endless dark place, and came to a world filled with purple aura and covered by an endless ocean.

On this purple ocean, a young man in a cyan robe was sitting upright on the void, like a sculpture, without the slightest wisdom or vitality.

The illusory figure rushed in front of the young man, and disappeared into it in an instant. The young man's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a terrifying aura swept in all directions, like immortals, demons, Buddhas, and gods!

The primordial infant and the yin god are combined, and the primordial god is become!

The achievement of the Yuan Shen will step into the ranks of true immortals, and from then on, he will live with the sun and the moon with the heaven and earth, live forever, and no longer worry about longevity!

"From today on, I am the primordial god!" A loud laugh rang out, and the laughter spread everywhere, setting off boundless stormy waves in this endless ocean.

After hundreds of years and endless tribulations, he, Luo Yin, finally broke through the door of immortality and proved that the Yuan God was a true immortal!

With this loud laugh, his primordial spirit filled the sky, and instantly rushed out of this Fang Dantian world, emerging from the body on the bed that had completely lost its life.

As soon as the primordial spirit came out, the heavens and the earth changed color, the sun and the moon were without light, the flowers fell from the sky, and the golden lotus trees on the earth gushed out and bloomed. A burst of fairy sound descended from the nine heavens, ethereal and moving, making people smell and intoxicated, as if they were in a fairyland.

The sky is falling, and the ground is surging with golden lotus, which is the vision of the true immortal descending into the world. (https:)

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