A few years later, he worked as a Daoist burning fire in the earth's cultivation sect. Because he couldn't remember the origin of his name, he made up a surname "Liao" casually. Since then, he has been called "Old Liao". He almost thought that his real surname was Liao.
In fact, his name is Cang Lang.
In the prehistoric human race, the saying of "Hundred Family Names" has not yet been born. When people name them, they are mostly based on the surrounding environment of the tribe.
The names of cats and dogs can be seen everywhere. He can be called "Canglang" because his mother dreamed of the tides and waves hitting the shore the night before giving birth. A very poetic name: Canglang.
Of course, there was no "poetry" on the earth during the prehistoric times. In the era when people's wisdom was first developed, even writing was only in the hands of Qi practitioners, and there was not a single literate person in the entire village.
Cang Lang, Cang Lang, I don't know if the mother and child have a natural blood connection, and the mother who can't read a single character is really a prophecy in naming.
At the age of eight, he was favored by the Qi practitioners of Qingluan Mountain and became a disciple of Qingluan Mountain.
Canglang left the village where he grew up, and lived a happy life with clothes and no hunger. His master didn't force him to practice hard, but he was more interested in teaching him xinxing.
The master often said that the human race was lonely and helpless in the prehistoric wilderness where the monster race was tyrannical. Before the emergence of Qi practitioners, they could only be reduced to food for other races. They have received the inheritance of Qi training and breathing. , What have you done, the way of heaven in the dark will always be in your eyes.
Cang Lang grew up with such an education, among the younger generation of Qi practitioners in Qingluan Mountain, he may not be the strongest, but he is the most convincing, and he is respected as the "big brother" of the younger generation .
"Brother, do we really have meat for each of us?"
Because the human race is not united, there is no year name. Cang Lang forgot the exact year, and the youngest junior sister came to Qingluan Mountain.
The junior sister is thin and small, her hair is thin and yellow due to malnutrition, and she can be gently hugged with one hand.
The little junior sister nestled in his arms and raised her head and asked if everyone in Qingluan Mountain had meat to eat, Cang Lang's heart softened: What a pitiful little girl.
The junior sister is called 尛尛, compared with the grand and elegant "Canglang", this is really a name that cannot be put on the table. Tiny dust, which irresponsible parents gave their daughter such a humble name.
It was only later that he learned that he had no father or mother since he was a child, and relied on the "hundreds of meals" that ate scraps and leftovers in the village.
Growing up, people are as cheap as their names, and it is a great fortune to live to be taken to Qingluan Mountain by the master at the age of eight.
His mother had a dream before giving birth, and she believed that he would have a great future when he grew up.
After becoming a qi trainer, he was favored by his master. He is the leader in the young area of Qingluan Mountain. As long as he does not fall, his practice can be predicted to be smooth.
But everyone on Qingluan Mountain, including the master with the highest cultivation level, did not expect that the junior sister with a humble name had achieved higher achievements than him, the most favored "senior brother" in Qingluan Mountain.
To be precise, he was so outstanding that he surpassed everyone in Qingluan Mountain. There were only a few hundred Qingluan disciples, and they didn't have the chance to see that day with their own eyes.
Cang Lang will never forget that nightmare.
The origin is that he injured a bat demon who came to the village at the foot of Qingluan Mountain to plunder and kill living people, and angered the leader of the blood bat clan, "Veneer of Black Mist".
The blood bats that covered the stars at night covered the sky over Qingluan Mountain in darkness.
Master lost to Venerable Black Mist of the Blood Bat Clan and was killed on the spot. More than 300 people were captured alive in Qingluan Mountain, and that year was a memory Cang Lang didn't want to touch.
What is right and wrong
Is there really a law of heaven in this world
That was the year that changed Canglang's beliefs. More than three hundred and sixty days, more than three hundred and sixty fresh lives, his brothers and sisters, died under the hands of Venerable Heiwu, and died under the "righteous way" he insisted on.
Venerable Heiwu would always ask him every day after killing Qinglanmen: Is it right or wrong for monsters to eat people
It's wrong!
Cang Lang answered without hesitation every time.
One by one from the same sect died before his eyes. Although the answer in his mouth has never changed, only he knows that the upright "big brother" of Qingluan Mountain who would rather die than bend in the past has, in a certain sense, changed. died.
Master, is everything that we do, the way of heaven really sees it
Hundreds of people died in Qingluan Mountain, what did they do wrong
Cang Lang told himself that if he could escape by chance, he would definitely do his best to make the blood bat clan regret coming to this world!
If not, let him and Qingluan's fellow disciples die together...
Venerable Black Mist grabbed the 尛尛, his youngest junior sister.
There was an accident in Qingluan Mountain, and she had only been a student for three days. There were hundreds of people on the mountain, and she was the only real mortal girl.
"Hey..." Cang Lang couldn't bear to see the little junior sister who was imprisoned in the bat cave for a year and was still thin.
When Venerable Heiwu asked him whether it was right or wrong to eat people, Cang Lang hesitated for the first time: she is still so young, her life has not had time to start.
He clenched his small fists tightly and said decisively, "Brother, cannibalism is wrong!"
Venerable Black Mist threatened her, but stubbornly raised his face and insisted that "eating people is wrong".
Many years later, Cang Lang recalled the day when the fate of the aunt was changed, and he still insisted that it was the stubbornness of the aunt at the time that moved the man in the robe.
A powerful robed man suddenly appeared, chatting and laughing and disintegrating the blood bat clan.
Cang Lang's "great wish" made when he hated Venerable Heiwu was too late to come true, and the robed man had already made a "curse" that the blood bat clan would never be able to cultivate.
Cang Lang didn't know at that time that there was an existence whose strength was unimaginably powerful and who jumped out of the cycle of life and death. His every move could not only change the fate of many people, but also the "wish" he solemnly made could prove to the heavens. The ground, words must be true, become an established fact.
The blood bat family, since then, has been born for generations, and no one has ever been able to open their minds. The monster race that once roamed the wilds has become an ordinary beast that only knows how to drink blood every day.
Cang Lang didn't realize this fact until a long time later, so long that things changed and people changed, and everything he was familiar with back then was gone, including 尛尛.
After finishing off the blood bat clan, the robed man appeared just as suddenly as he did, then disappeared again.
Cang Lang returned to Qingluan with the only remaining junior junior sister, Zhang Guang.
The house remains the same, but the fellow disciples who talked about Taoism and scriptures among the mountains and mist have disappeared.
He erected more than 300 "clothes tombs" for his classmates and masters, and all the tombstones were signed in his name. As for him, Qingluan's faction was destroyed because of him, so how could he pretend to be Qingluan's disciple
Cang Lang lived on the mountain with him for two years.
For two years, he had nightmares almost every night, in which there was Venerable Black Mist and his fellow disciples who had died.
The young but very sensible Chuan, in turn comforted him, took care of him, and accompanied him through the most difficult period of demons in the past two years.
Two years later, at the age of nine, she suddenly told him solemnly one morning that she was going to look for the man in robes she had met once.
The only little junior sister regards a man who has only met once more than him. Even if the man is a peerless powerhouse, Cang Lang feels deeply disappointed.
He asked him like a little grown-up: "Brother, are you stronger, or is he stronger?"
At that time, he was not "Old Liao", a Taoist burning fire with a thicker skin than the city wall, and he couldn't open his eyes and tell nonsense that he was stronger than the robe.
He said to himself, "Brother, you are not as powerful as Master now. If I learn Qi training from you, wouldn't I be inferior to you in the future? The man in the robe is stronger than you. If I learn from him, I may surpass Senior Brother in the future... "
He still understands the logic of the little girl, what is the nine-year-old girl who is better than him, what does she want to do
But he was very serious, "Eldest brother, there are many monsters under the mountain, are there many people who will become like our school? I miss the senior brothers and sisters, and the master... If we are stronger than monsters, don’t we? No need to die anymore?"
Cang Lang was stunned by the childish and childish language.
When he hated Venerable Black Mist so much, his "great wish" was to kill all the blood bats.
The little junior sister who has the same experience, the reason why she wants to become powerful is just that she doesn't want to die again.
He wanted to kill all the demons who did evil in Honghuang, and she wanted to save people who were killed by the demon clan in Honghuang.
It seems that different routes lead to the same goal, but at that moment, the direction the two of them will go in the future has been determined.
Hehe, you are such a kind and silly girl.
Cang Lang remembered that he rubbed his junior sister's head and said nothing.
Soon he was going down the mountain to pick spirit grass, and ordered everyone not to run around. The little girl nodded obediently, half a month later when he returned to Qingluan, the mountain was deserted and full of crows, where could he find that girl
Cang Lang was so anxious that he searched for the traces of Gu Gu, remembering the "big words" that Gu Gu made, a big man wanted to cry but had no tears, only hated himself for not being up to date, and made his junior sister worship others instead.
When we met again, she had changed from a yellow-haired girl to a slim girl.
Cang Lang would never have dared to recognize each other if it hadn't been for Zhang Wei who took the initiative to step forward and call him "Eldest Brother".
The yellow, thin and short stature of childhood has faded away, and it can be seen that the past few years have been very good. She is young, beautiful, kind-hearted, and hardworking enough... It seems that in order to make up for her loneliness and suffering in childhood, God has given her everything that is enough to make her peers in the world envy and envy.
Behind her was a man in a robe.
After running away at the age of nine, Cang Lang couldn't imagine what he had gone through, that he actually found the man in the robe and became the "inheritor" selected by the robe.
Cang Lang, who is very young and not well-informed, has not yet grasped the meaning of the three words "inheritor".
It's just the nonchalant smile in the robe, which is quite unwelcoming.
Anyway, that man is talking to you with a smile, his eyes are basically looking at others through him... What does he want to see? Look at the big brother who is mentioned all day long? snort!
When Cang Lang saw the robe, his aura was at odds, and he felt awkward. Back then, he couldn't describe that feeling, but when he became the "Old Liao" who lost his memory, he learned a very apt adjective in Huaxia, who entered a new era: pretense.
In retrospect, the long robe was a big pretender who disguised his arrogance with gentleness!
Cang Lang, who was determined to kill all the monsters in the world, was already a well-known swordsman at that time, holding a three-foot green sword, calling Cang Lang his name, could scare a few little monsters to flee.
Following the skirt of the robe, he is a "great virtuous man" who is famous all over the world.
A good person must be put in quotation marks. The little girl is eccentric. Although she does not agree with killing, the evil monster falls into her hands. There are countless kinds of treatment. Just grab it.
Who is so hard in the backstage
Later, wherever he went, all the demons fled upon hearing the news, and the reputation of "great good man" was even more famous than Cang Lang's reputation of ruthless and slaying demons with his sword.
Cang Lang was his swordsman, and he walked around the prehistoric region with his clothes and robes.
Occasionally meet, and will soon be separated.
He and his younger junior sister, 尛尛, have already started their own different lives—but for hundreds of years, he entered the Tao with a sword, practiced Qi, established foundations, formed alchemy, Yuanying, and transformed gods... At the beginning of the prehistoric era full of aura, the grass and trees Obtaining the Tao can be seen everywhere, as long as a Qi practitioner does not fall in the middle, it is almost a matter of course that he can ascend to the fairy world smoothly.
After more than 870 years, the Canglang soared.
In the beginning, he was a small fairy official, and anyone with a little strength could step on him a few times. Lord Canglang, holding his breath, was very disappointed. There is no difference between the fairy world and the wilderness, and if the strength is weak, he will be beaten.
He ran down to the lower realm to speak to his junior sister, took his hand to comfort him, turned his head and said, "So there is a reason why you don't let me go to the fairy world!"
Canglang vomited blood angrily, secretly cursing the robe as a scumbag, teaching the "inheritor", I'm afraid his heart is tied to him.
The robe was not a good match, and he was pampered and raised by that man, so he couldn't see clearly that he was a heartless and indifferent man.
Cang Lang had a premonition that the little junior sister was going to be tragic, but he didn't expect her temper to be so strong, and she would choose such a way to leave everyone in the end—
It has been many years since he was a young fairy official and became an "immortal monarch", a Canglang Shangxian who will not be underestimated wherever he goes. Being in a high position, I naturally know some secrets that I couldn't know before. The biggest secret is of course that the catastrophe is approaching, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky are planning to abandon this world and go to a distant place.
And he and the earth star where he was born, also cannot escape bad luck under the catastrophe.
Ten thousand years later, this ancient planet that bred countless gods will be destroyed due to the exhaustion of spiritual energy.
Cang Lang thinks that he is a jerk when he has things to do, but this news also makes him feel bad.
I am very reluctant to give up Dixing.
After chasing the robe for countless years without any results, this planet that the two of them walked hand in hand has become a memory that I don't want to give up.
Cang Lang got the news after he chose to disperse his cultivation base and re-enter reincarnation.
He is ruthless in anger, hates himself for being useless, and also feels sorry for that girl's stupidity... Re-entering reincarnation, being burned by the fire of karma, being erased from memory and waiting to be reincarnated, silly girl, you obviously have the strength to move away with the gods and Buddhas of.
Reading the letter left by Gu Gu, Cang Lang once again wet his eyes after thousands of years.
His innocent and kind little junior sister had the courage to face the bat demon when she was young, and now she wants to make up for the disappearing five elements of the earth star with her own body. How can he, a useless senior brother, not help her
I really want to beat up the robe, wake up this scumbag who is too forgetful, and let him see his heavy sincerity.
However, what Cang Lang could do in the end was to choose to seal up his own memory and strength when the gods and Buddhas left, and stayed behind—the robe cut off the connection between Earth Star and other worlds with his own power, and Earth Star was lonely from then on. Single left in the plane of technological civilization.
Even if he wanted to stay, he had to seal himself to avoid the search of heaven.
I don't know how many years I slept in the dilapidated fairy world, Cang Lang had already forgotten who he was when he woke up again.
But he didn't forget to find a bag.
Wandering among the major sects in the earth's comprehension world, the fire-burning Taoist "Lao Liao" is strange and novel to everything around him.
He knew he was waiting for a very important person.
Year after year, cultivators left through the "Tiantian Tower" one after another, but Lao Liao hadn't found that person yet.
That year, the false saint who loved to pretend to be a magic stick wanted to teleport away by the "Tiantian Tower", so he followed to ancient Babylon in West Asia. In the plains of Mesopotamia, the Tigris River flows quietly, followed by a golden eagle and a young green fox. Lao Liao saw Lin Luoran for the first time.
The appearance has completely changed, and the personality is not the same. Lao Liao recognized at a glance that he was the person he had been waiting for thousands of years.
Find her, help her... This is the obsession left by Cang Lang after sealing his memory.
It's a pity that she traveled through time and space to ancient Babylon by relying on the Tongtian Tower, which means that Lao Liao will have to wait for more than 2,600 years.
Just wait, it's okay to burn fires in various sects and listen to gossip, life is not too difficult.
Huaxia's new face changes its old appearance, and the new era is in the blink of an eye. Lao Liao was wandering in Rongcheng, and found an abandoned baby in the garbage dump. Master Liao, who had been alone for too long, saw the baby looking at him with round eyes, and to paraphrase the favorite saying of the prehistoric powers, "This thing is destined for me".
He dug out a Confucianism and Taoism classics from his broken and incomplete memory, and reluctantly threw the pen used by Confucius to his grandson's equipment. Lao Liao felt that he was very kind to Huang Weijian, but others felt that the boy had a grandfather who picked up garbage, and his life was too miserable.
Old Liao hums, he has endured hardships, and he is a master of others. For some reason, he subconsciously rejects pampering children—if he can’t take care of someone for the rest of his life, then don’t treat him too well. After leaving you, his wings will also lose folded.
There seems to be such a "precedent" in memory, but Lao Liao can't recall it completely.
When he really saw her, he was an old philistine fisherman with vicissitudes on his face by the Dongting Lake.
"Master, is the harvest good today?"
Seeing her rolling her eyes, pretending she wanted to sell fish to inquire about news, and inadvertently making a show of being close, Lao Liao almost burst into tears at that time.
The fishy wind by the Dongting Lake has become fresh.
Little Junior Sister, I finally found you—Old Liao took a puff of cigarette, and deliberately pretended to be nonchalant and asked:
"Little girl, are you really here to buy fish?"
…
"Brother, do we really have meat for each of us?"
"Brother, cannibalism is wrong!"
"Brother, are you stronger, or is he stronger?"
Brother, brother... Where the wind blows, you can always hear the laughter left behind by the 尛尛, like a silver bell.
Cang Lang narrowed his eyes, little girl, you are worthy of being cherished better, let the pretender in the robe regret it!
The clouds in the sky are blown into many changes by the wind. If I had known what happened later, I would have watched you closely that year, little junior sister. You finally succeeded, but it was too painful.
Cang Lang was lying on the grass, holding the grass root in his mouth and looking at the clouds rolling and Yun Shu, the sun was too strong, he couldn't help but put his palms on top of his head.
The fragrance of green grass in the wind reminded him of the prehistoric times long ago.
Think of that 尛尛 like a breeze blowing through people's hearts.
Goodbye, little junior sister.
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