After Li Qiye and the others entered Heimuya, they stayed in an inn near the Kuroshio Sea and settled temporarily.
After living in, Yang Ling and Fan Bai were busy going to Zhang Luo, only the old slave stayed with them.
Li Qiye sat in front of the window, looking at the Kuroshio Sea in the distance, without saying anything, and the old slave quietly accompanied him.
After a while, Li Qiye retracted his gaze and said lightly: "You seem to have something to say."
The old slave opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. After a while, he said, "The young master is here for the Kuroshio Sea."
Lao Nu’s words did not refer to the present, but from the very beginning, that from the Wan Beast Mountain, even from the appearance of the Nanxi Emperor, Li Qiye’s purpose was very clear. He did not come for the Buddha’s Holy Land, nor was he here. Coming for the sacred mountain is not why the small characters of the Jinchu Dynasty came, he came for the Kuroshio Sea.
In the beginning, Li Qiye's goal was the Kuroshio Sea, but others didn't know it, so there were so many here, Li Qiye was just passing by.
"That's right." Li Qiye smiled faintly, looking at the Kuroshio Sea, revealing an incomparable light, but he didn't say much, let alone talk about the Kuroshio Sea.
How many people came straight to the Kuroshio Sea from the beginning, what kind of existence is this? Of course, this is something that the world cannot measure, and of course, it is also difficult for old slaves to measure.
"Young Master is about to leave the Holy Land of Buddha too." The old slave said softly. When he said this, he looked at the ring on Li Qiye's hand.
No matter what Li Qiye’s status is, no matter what Li Qiye has done in the Buddha’s Holy Land, he is a passer-by after all, and the Buddha’s Holy Land cannot keep him. Perhaps, in this wasteland, there is no place or anyone. , Anything can keep him.
Of course, this is just the old slave's guess, but the old slave believes in his instincts, this is absolutely not wrong.
Li Qiye smiled faintly, and said, "When did you care about the Holy Land of Buddha? Maybe, you also have concerns about this piece of heaven and earth."
The old slave couldn't help but smiled, and said, "Born in Si and grown in Si, it's a kind of worry, I'm also half of the Buddha's holy land. In the world, can the young master worry about it?" He couldn't help but say. Looking at Li Qiye.
Li Qiye couldn't help but looked at the Kuroshio Sea, his eyes suddenly deep, as if he had swallowed everything, or perhaps he was going back to ancient times.
After a while, Li Qiye murmured: "Worry, I don't remember anymore." When he said this, he could not help but sigh softly.
This is an understatement, a very common sentence, but when it comes out of Li Qiye's mouth, it has an unparalleled charm.
The old slave has experienced countless storms, and when he heard these words, he couldn't help but breathe in his heart. Li Qiye's words contained a lot of information.
It seems that just between the exhales and breaths of his words, he has already crossed the ancient times, and it seems that everything has passed by like time.
Between this breath and breath, too much seems to have happened, making people unable to breathe.
In fact, in this instant, Li Qiye's eyes had already been cast to more distant places, or there were millions of years in the past, perhaps millions of years in the future.
There, there were people who Li Qiye thought, and things that Li Qiye thought, but as time passed, all of this became blurred.
"Time can change too many things." Finally, Li Qiye said lightly.
The old slave was silent for a while, and finally he said seriously: "However, the young master's thoughts cannot be changed, otherwise, the young master would not be here."
"This is Daoxin." Li Qiye said lightly.
The old slave couldn't help but nod, he didn't need him to speak more, he could also realize that all of this originated from Li Qiye's Taoist heart, which was as solid as a rock.
"You should have something to tell me." Li Qiye said lightly.
The old slave took a deep breath, and finally he plucked up the courage and said: "I would like to follow the young master on a long journey." After saying this, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
What kind of person he is, he used to cross nine heavens and ten places, and was an era of smiling proud. He didn't regard the four great masters and the peerless geniuses at the same time. He was once a mega-world, invincible, and I don't know how many people are talking about him.
However, having experienced countless winds and waves, and going through countless lives and deaths, at this moment, when he said this, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous and hopeful. It was like a junior asking for advice from an elder.
"The road is long, I can understand your thoughts." Li Qiye smiled, and cast his gaze further away.
The old slave nodded and said seriously: "The world is wider than I thought, so the old slave wants to follow the young master, and gain more knowledge after riding the horse."
"This can't change much." Li Qiye said softly: "It is indeed beneficial for you to follow me, but you no longer have what you asked for."
"The original request." The old slave couldn't help but said softly. When he said this, he couldn't help but stay in a daze.
Li Qiye looked at the distant place and said quietly, "The avenue is long. When you stepped in, you were so passionate about it, but the avenue was too long, so all of our things have been polished away."
Having said that, Li Qiye paused, glanced at the old slave, and slowly said, "What did you ask for?"
It took the old slave for a long time before he recovered from his lack of consciousness. He took a deep breath, and finally said solemnly, "The sword is pointing, where my heart is. With the knife in my hand, I cut the front the way!"
"Yes, this is your original intention." Li Qiye said lightly, and said slowly: "If the original intention is lost, are you still you? Indeed, you let me go and you will definitely gain something, but what about yourself?"
Speaking of this, Li Qiye paused, and after a while, said slowly: "Ask yourself the deepest part, in the dead of night, you might sleep well."
Speaking lightly in this way, it stirred up a thousand waves in the old slave's heart. He couldn't help but be shaken in his heart. He was no longer a teenager, but at this moment, his heart couldn't help but a surge of blood surged up. Thinking back then, he was still young, how high-spirited that was.
At that time, how confident he was, holding a long knife in his hand, I have the world. Just like what he said just now, the knife was pointed, my heart was going, and the road ahead was cut with the knife in my hand.
This is him, and it is precisely because of this sentence that has kept him diligently studying, letting him go forward courageously, never shrinking, never hesitating.
At that time, he was still young, and he swept through ten days, with enthusiasm, and everything in one fell swoop. Even if the future is unknown, he still moves forward with his head held high, without shrinking, fearless.
At that time, his generation was him, and he was also a generation of peerless sword gods.
However, today, as time flies, he has experienced countless winds and waves, and experienced countless lives and deaths. It seems that everything has been so forgotten, and it seems that after everything is tempered, a heart has been worn into calluses, and the past is no longer No matter how fresh it is, that bloody heart has long been deeply wrapped in calluses.
Suddenly, the old slave couldn't help being stunned. Time passed too long and he had forgotten too many things.
At this moment, Li Qiye's understatement seemed to shatter the calluses on his heart, and the blood could not help but gush out, causing him to boil again, as if he suddenly became young again, as if he was 18 years old again. generally.
"The sword is pointing to my heart." When he said this sentence, the old slave couldn't help but feel agitated. At this moment, his eyes suddenly became bright, and his expression was flying. At this time, he is not like a man. The dying old man, but like an eighteen-year-old, radiant.
After a long while, the old slave took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Li Qiye, and said, "Thank you, Master, for pointing me away!"
If it is said that in Wan Beast Mountain, Li Qiye’s guidance is to make him go to the next level. Then, now Li Qiye’s guidance has made him regain his original aspirations. He is still the one he used to be, and he has not been lost in time. middle.
He was still him. At this moment, the old slave regained himself. It can even be said that Li Qiye changed his future destiny.
"After all, we are creatures with seven emotions and six desires." Li Qiye sighed with emotion, and said softly: "Experience too much will make us numb and forget ourselves. Perhaps, one day, we will become what we hate."
Having said that, he paused, glanced at the old slave, and said faintly: "Since the ages, there have been so many amazing people and invincible people, but how many people have been lost without knowing it. Myself. When we are slowly numb, then, the things we have pursued before, the dreams we have been obsessed with, will slowly fade away, and finally get lost in time."
Such a remark made the old slave feel very touched and murmured: "It is precisely because of this that some people give up on themselves, some are hesitant to move forward, some are indulging themselves..." When he said this, he couldn't help but pause, and finally softly He said: "There are also people who have thrown themselves into the dark."
"Yes, when you get lost, one day, you will live the appearance you once hated." Li Qiye said lightly.
The old slave couldn't help taking a deep breath. He understood Li Qiye's words because he had experienced too much. Perhaps, without the guidance of Li Qiye's words, perhaps, he would also be lost in the long avenue, and in the end he would be completely different, and he did not remember what he once looked like.
"The Dao heart is not strong." The old slave couldn't help but said softly, and her heart trembled.
Li Qiye said indifferently: "No one is to blame, and there is not much to blame. I can only say that the road is too long, and not everyone can go to the end."
Li Qiye's simple words, the old slave heard a thousand tastes.