The mountain is the outer building of the Aoyama Building.

Water is white water outside the sky.

The sky is blue, and the white clouds dot the sky, and when you look at it, the sky seems to have become a beautiful picture curtain, if it is not for the wind blowing, it seems that the clouds are also slowly drifting away in the wind, making this picture not static, but the world.

Su Ming looked at the sky in a daze, he had been awake for a month, and in the past month, although he had accepted the facts around him, he still couldn't figure out what he was ...... Where.

His memory is still preserved in the scene of his final seizure and burial, because the level of life is not equal, so the possibility of success is very small, but Su Ming at the moment of seizure, is the peak of his burning life and soul, so that moment of seizure is not without the possibility of success.

It's just that if you succeed, why is you not a mysterious burial, and if you fail, where are you now......

And also...... Su Ming looked down at his body and fell silent.

"Xuan'er, I'm in a daze again. A serious voice came from Su Ming's side, it was an old man, an old man with white hair who looked not angry and arrogant, this old man was wearing a gray robe, with a hat on his head, and a wooden staff in his hand, looking back at Su Ming.

"Master......" Su Ming looked at the old man in front of him, although he had been awake for a month, every time he saw this person, his heart would be shaken, and he didn't know whether everything in front of him was true or false.

The appearance of this old man is exactly ...... Heavenly Evil Son!

It's exactly the same, even the voice is like the ups and downs in Su Ming's memory, and it is impossible to distinguish the past from the present.

"This is the first month, you have to remember that there are six thousand years in total, and there are ten out of sixty jiazi, and you have to walk through a thousand mountains with your teacher. Walking through thousands of waters, walking through plains, watching the sunrise and sunset again and again, understanding the changes of the four seasons, knowing the truth of heaven and earth, seeking a truth, looking for the goodness of human nature......

After that, you have to travel alone, that's all. You are qualified to compete with your eldest brother and second emperor brother, and you will have the opportunity to become the future prince, and the old man ...... or you may not pay what your father has entrusted you. The old man spoke lightly, and the wooden staff in his hand touched the ground. He turned his head and walked on.

"Keep up. His voice echoed in this mountainous land with the vicissitudes of life, and seemed to merge with the surrounding mountain winds, turning into a canopy of heaven, and now gradually becoming dim clouds, until they became snowflakes.

It's winter.

Su Ming silently followed behind the old man. When walking through this mountain and passing by a lake without ice, the sunset in the distance sprinkled with afterglow, reflecting Su Ming's figure in the lake.

It was a teenager. A handsome young man in a gray robe and a hat was just the face of this young man. There is always a touch of confusion around it.

He was the third prince of the ancient Tibetan kingdom, and he had two imperial brothers. There is a tradition in ancient Tibet that before each change of imperial power, all the princes were taken away by monks appointed by the emperor himself, and they traveled for 6,000 years.

Sixty years later, the prince returned and launched a struggle for imperial power, which was destined to have only one prince alive, and the blood of the others' deaths would be cast into his crown and become the ruler of the country.

And this country ...... His name is Guzang, and he is the master of the whole earth, the supreme of the whole world, above all monks, above all sects!

This is Su Ming's extra wisp of ...... at this moment, in addition to his inherent memory. I don't know when, it has been imprinted in the depths of his soul, as if it originally belonged to him...... Memory.

It's just that he can't remember the name of the eldest imperial brother, and he can't remember the appearance of the second imperial brother, and the most profound memory is that the old man in front of the follower has to walk through ten jiazi.

"Drink water. At the edge of this lake, the old man stopped, looked back at Su Ming, and pointed to the lake.

"The lake is as immovable as the sky, and drinking this water is like swallowing a corner of the sky, and this lake ...... It's called Sky Lake. As he spoke, the old man bent down and stretched out his hand, fished out a palm of the lake water, put it to his mouth and took a sip.

Su Ming was silent, his eyes fell on the lake water, and he didn't bend down.

The old man raised his head and looked at Su Ming.

"Why should I drink the water of this lake? Even if it is reflected in the sky, thinking that drinking this water is like swallowing a corner of the sky, but this is only self-deception. Su Ming shook his head and said slowly.

"You look up and look at the sky in the distance. The old man spoke calmly.

Su Ming raised his head, and at the moment he looked at the sky, suddenly his eyes shrank, and he saw that there was such a small area in the sky in the distance, and he was ...... As devoured!

"What was the original name of this lake, the old man didn't know, but I passed by this lake, I said it was the sky, it was the sky, I drank the water of this lake, I said I swallowed a corner of the sky, so ...... It is the heaven that swallows a dime.

When you are attached to this, you are caught up in cause and effect. The old man spoke lightly.

Su Ming was silent, and suddenly laughed after a long time, why care about cause and effect, why care about where you are, and why bother to cling to an answer, as long as you walk on the road, everything is enough.

"The disciple is taught. Su Ming clenched his fists, bowed to the old man, bent down and squatted down, raised his right hand and put it into the lake, but he did not fish out the lake, but his eyes flashed, and his right hand patted lightly on the surface of the lake.

At the moment of this beat, the lake suddenly roared and rolled, the waves echoed, and the ripples were endless, making the originally reflected sky shatter and dissipate in an instant.

"That's why. The old man frowned.

"The master said that it was heaven, so after drinking it, he swallowed the heaven, and I said that it was not heaven, so there was no need to drink it. Su Ming stood up and looked at the old man.

"It's not a small ambition. The old man's eyes showed a flash of fleeting appreciation, but soon, his eyes showed a fierce meaning, and his words also turned instantly.

The old man said that this lake is the sky, and he feels the reflection of the sky in this lake, so he conforms to the will of heaven and says this, so he can really swallow the sky, because all this is the will of God, and the old man is just taking advantage of the trend.

But you ...... If you mess up the lake, if you mess up the number of lives, but in the end, it won't be long before the lake will be calm after all, and it will still reflect the sky, and for it, you are just a passerby.

For you, you are complacent, laughing at the lake and dust, but for the lake, it is also laughing at you, don't believe it...... Then you see if the lake is calm, if you laugh at the calm lake, can you also see the reflection in the reflection, it is laughing at you. The old man spoke calmly, the words were slow, but they seemed to contain the avenue.

"I don't believe in fate. Su Ming didn't look back, but the lake behind him, but at the moment when it calmed down again after rolling, a large area of water vapor immediately appeared, and this water vapor instantly became fog, enveloping the entire lake, that is, for more than ten breaths, Su Ming shook his back to the lake with his sleeve.

Immediately a wind blew, and after the mist was dispersed, the lake had completely dried up and completely dissipated, leaving only the ugly silt in the deep recess, and the fish and shrimp in the countless silt.

"Now, it's completely gone. Su Ming said lightly.

The old man was silent, and after taking a deep look at Su Ming, he shook his head.

"The royal bloodline of the ancient Tibetan country is the only strongest in this world, this rumor is really true, let's go, we still have a long way to go. The old man turned away, no longer glancing at the lake, and walked forward.

Su Ming lowered his head, didn't look at the lake, followed the old man, and walked all the way forward. This road, in Su Ming's opinion, whether it is the goal or the end, it is no longer important, this is a path to seek, a ...... Make yourself a stronger path.

I have walked through a mountain, a river, four seasons, and ten years.

The old man is in front, Su Ming is behind, Su Ming ten years ago, the reflection in the lake was a teenager, now he has become a young man, and he has taken a bigger step, his face is no longer at a loss, but has returned to the calm of the Sangxiang world.

The night sky is dotted with stars, the earth bonfire is burning, Su Ming is sitting cross-legged by the bonfire, opposite him is the old man who is like an evil son, in this ten years later, on another snowy day, the two of them sat here cross-legged, feeling the cold behind them, feeling the heat wave blowing in their faces.

The old man closed his eyes, as if immersed in his cultivation, not in the world of all changes, Su Ming raised his head and looked at the countless snowflakes like dust in the sky, the moon hanging in the blurred sky.

This month is always there, but people are not...... Su Ming silently thought about the past, silently counted the memories, where ...... In his own world, to find the sighing boatman.

"In the ancient burial country, how many famous sects are there. The sound of vicissitudes of life slowly came out of the mouth of the old man with his eyes closed, mixed in the wind and snow, blended into the crackling sound of the bonfire burning, and reached Su Ming's ears.

"Seven sects and twelve gates. Su Ming still looked at the vague moon and spoke calmly.

"What is the difference between sects and sects? The old man asked slowly.

"The sect is to continue the endless void, sealed by the ancient Tibet, and the door comes from the vast emptiness, which is not edified. ”

"Every time there is a change of imperial power, what happens. The old man continued.

"Seven sects, twelve chaos, the struggle for imperial power, the world has changed. Su Ming withdrew his gaze looking at the blurred moon in the sky, watched the burning of the bonfire, and said calmly.

"In this boundless world, the limit of cultivation, I have told you in the past ten years, do you remember. The old man spoke lightly.

"Unspeakably perfect, the Tao of perception is endless, the Tao God is coming, if the nine times of enlightenment, such as the ninefold Dao God, nine is the extreme, after the full can be broken, the Tao is endless!

Those who have attained enlightenment have never appeared throughout the ages, so the world can understand the way, but they cannot understand the boundless meaning. Su Ming said calmly, these things, in the past ten years, the old man has let Su Ming know bit by bit.

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