The Tianjiang River is a water vein in this world that is not inferior to the Wanjiang River, and even to a certain extent, has a deeper foundation than the Wanjiang River.
This river almost flows through the territories of the human race, the monster race, and the dragon race, and all races in the world have gained some convenience because of this.
But this has been a long time ago. The Tianjiang River has completely disappeared shortly after the Human Race replaced the Spirit Race.
The Mintian River, which used to have a long basin, can no longer even see the complete riverbed. After it dries up, the riverbed has been covered by vegetation and has become a land for living creatures to inhabit.
"It turned out to be the water god of the Mintian River. No wonder, fellow Taoists are very polite." This answer was slightly beyond Mo He's expectations. A river that has already dried up, did not expect that the innate gods bred by it would still exist. World.
"What about Fellow Daoist, who is that old friend?" "Worriless" asked Mo He after introducing his identity.
"To be honest, I have been reincarnated too many times, and I don't remember what my previous identity was, or even if I was an innate god." Mo He replied perfunctorily, of course he would not tell "Nothing" Worry", I am the reincarnation of innate gods from other worlds.
"Wuyou" smiled when he heard the words, and didn't care about this question. To him, it was just a remnant soul that was about to dissipate. There was no difference between knowing and not knowing some things.
The reason why he came out suddenly was that he wanted to talk to a qualified person when he was dying, to confide some things, and to explain some things.
And the only person who has this qualification is Mo He.
"Fellow Daoist, do you have anything to say?" Mo He also took a sip of the Hundred Flowers Tea in his hand, the sweet taste of the mouth also relieved some of Mo He's mental pain.
"Thank you first, fellow daoist. I can only say thank you tonight for your great kindness. After tonight, there will only be Wuyou left in this world, and there will be no Mercy River water god anymore!" When "Worriless" was speaking, he looked up at the sky and saw the bright moon hanging high in the sky, with that smile on his face again.
This situation, coupled with "Wuyou"'s actions at this time, a simple smile, looks extremely sad in this night, but there is also a different kind of beauty.
"What depression is in your heart, can you tell me, I also really want to know, what kind of sadness will make an innate god do this?" Mo He asked.
"Fellow Daoist may only laugh at me if I say it out. My affairs are actually worthless if I tell them. To you, fellow Daoist, it will only make you laugh!"
"But fellow daoists have already come, so why not tell me, at least in the days to come, I will still be Wuyou's master, and I can also be regarded as the master of fellow daoists." Mo He said.
"Worriless" looked at Mo He, just staring at him like that, and after a while, he spoke slowly.
"If fellow daoist wants to know, it's okay. Wait until after I leave. When fellow daoist laughs at me, I won't be able to hear it. Now, fellow daoist, let me catch up with you!"
Hearing this, Mo He nodded lightly, and did not force anything.
"Do you know, Fellow Daoist, that I have existed in this world for a long time. As I was dying, I suddenly missed the ignorant land when the world first opened. At that time, although there were few living beings, the colors between the world were very monotonous. It's not as lively as it is now, but everything is very simple, and the things I think are so simple."
"Later, there were more creatures between heaven and earth, and things in this world became more complicated. Even us innate gods became more complicated. There were more fights among each other, more right and wrong, and More killings."
When he said this, "Worriless" glanced at Mo He, as if he wanted to find the same color of nostalgia on Mo He's face.
Obviously, Mo He didn't have such a look on his face, he just looked at "Wuyou" with a calm expression, dutifully playing the role of his listener.
"Many former fellow daoists are gone now, and those who survived have also changed, just like me and fellow daoists!"
Hearing this, Mo He began to interject, "Everything in this world is almost non-existent. Under the scouring of time, everything is changing, and changing is not necessarily a bad thing."
"Yeah, there's no one thing that never changes, just like I originally thought that the water of the Mintian River would never dry up, but in the end the time told me, I was wrong...!"
As the night deepened, the conversation between Mo He and "Wuyou" never stopped, but there was a feeling that the conversation was getting deeper and deeper.
It's just that the content of the conversation between the two has never touched on the experience of "Worriless". What made him feel so sad that he was still reluctant to mention it.
Mo He chatted with him very earnestly. The communication between the two was really like an ordinary chat, without any cultivation content involved.
In the description of "Worriless", Mo He also learned what the world looked like hundreds of thousands of years ago through his words, and what the world looked like in an even longer era.
"Worriless" is like a rambling old man, recalling his youthful experience and telling the details of that time.
The Water God of Mintian River, in this world, can be regarded as a group of innate gods that appeared relatively early. With the vast watershed of the Mintian River, he knows a lot of things, although he himself knows most of the things now. I can't remember, but what I said gave Mo He a better understanding of the world.
Even in the narration of "Worriless", Mo He also heard about the five ancestors of the five ancestors, and the later Taihe. As for Taiyi, "Worriless" has never seen it.
Time passed bit by bit like this, when the night gradually turned from dark to light, Ren Yunteng at the foot of Wangyue Mountain was also woken up by a cold wind in the mountains.
Opening his eyes, Ren Yunteng yawned, removed the quilt on his body, then swept the grass under his body aside, and then shouted loudly towards the mountain according to his own habits.
"Junior Ren Yunteng, I implore senior to see me!"
As his voice sounded, Mo He and "Worriless" under the green plum tree were all aware of it. Although Mo He used formations to cover up his voice, when Ren Yunteng shouted with spiritual power, there was no fluctuation of that spiritual power. Blocked by formation.
"The night went by so quickly."
"Worriless" glanced down the mountain, smiled again, and looked back at Mo He.
"In another hour or so, it's almost time for the morning class, and it's time for me to leave. About my memory, I will seal it up in the sea of consciousness. If 'I' wants to understand it in the future, please be more considerate. .”
"It's almost time, fellow daoist, are you still unwilling to tell me the reason before you leave?" Mo He glanced at the two empty teacups on the table, and finally asked again.
"Hehe, what else is there to say? With the cleverness of fellow daoist, I should have guessed the experience that I would be ridiculed if I said this." "Worriless" glanced at Mo He, and then Looking at the moon in the sky again, he said.
"I guessed a little, but I still have to verify it. If there are some troubles in the future, I will know how to deal with it, right?" Mo He said, standing up slowly.
"Fellow Daoist guessed right. He fell in love with someone and ended up with a sad ending. If you are interested in the specific process, you can learn about it through Wuyou in the future."
"If you fall in love with someone, you won't fall in such a state. If you love the wrong person, you will." Mo He walked to the side of the mountain step by step, and said as he walked.
Seeing the figure at the foot of the mountain, Mo He suddenly remembered that what he wanted to do last night was only delayed by "Worriless".
"Wrong love, or right love, it doesn't matter, and it doesn't make any sense anymore, I'll leave right away, just leave some troubles for Wuyou and fellow daoist, I'm sorry."
"Worriless" didn't care the slightest when he heard what Mo He said. Most of the time, the reason why people are troubled by certain problems is not because they don't understand the truth, but because they can't do it.
After "Worriless" said this sentence, he also stood up, walked to Mo He's side, and saw Ren Yunteng at the foot of the mountain.
"He's not bad, you can consider taking him as an apprentice, maybe it will be a surprise for fellow Taoists, at least it can be regarded as finding a companion for Wuyou."
Mo He glanced back at him, and then said: "My small place is not suitable for him, it's better not to mislead his younger generation. If you make a wrong choice, the future will be completely different."
"But worshiping fellow daoist as his teacher should be the best choice among all his choices. He is very smart, so he seized this opportunity and came here at such a distance. Fellow daoist can really give him a Chance."
Mo He didn't say anything more this time.
"It's time, I should go now, I'm going to disturb fellow Taoists tonight!" "Wuyou" turned around and bowed to Mo He, and then the sad atmosphere around him seemed to have arrived at this moment pole.
"Fellow Daoist!" Mo He also bowed slightly in return.
"It's a blessing to be sent off by a fellow Taoist at the last moment of death, but it's a pity, forget it." There seemed to be some regret, but in the end he still smiled.
"It's a pity, do you still want to see her in the end?" Mo He said what "Worriless" hadn't finished.
"You made me laugh, Farewell!" Hearing Mo He's words, "Worriless" smiled, and then the sad atmosphere in his body spread to the surroundings, and his body fell backwards, Then he stood up again, but it was not him who was standing up.
"Master!" Wuyou called to Mo He.
"It's almost time, let's start today's morning class!" Mo He said without waiting for Wuyou to ask anything.
At the last moment when Mintianjiang Water God left, Mo He deliberately mentioned some things, but he didn't feel any hatred from him, and there was always a sadness in his existence.