"Interesting! This person's behavior will be exactly the same as Junior Brother Sun Yun back then! But Junior Brother Sun Yun persisted for 67 days, but he didn't know that Wang Lin could persist for a few days!" The kind-looking young man touched. There was an indescribable smile on the corner of his chin.
His eyes were always calm, but within it, there was a strange flash of light.
The three gates for the entry of Tianyunzong were arranged by Tianyunzi himself, splitting the void, and taking one place as the three gates.
As long as you pass these three levels, you can be qualified to become a disciple of the Heavenly Fate Sect. This is an iron and stone rule, and no one can change it.
At this moment, in the human gate, a hazy veil covering the world, but in its depths, there is a place like a paradise.
Birds and flowers are scented here, willow trees are shaded, and a few sudden dog barks do not break the tranquility here. On the contrary, they seem to have awakened a deep sleep, and the sound of human speech slowly echoed.
This paradise is a mountain village. Although there are not many people in the village, they are all close neighbors for generations, and they get along peacefully.
The third house in the north of the village is a separate house. Although it is simple, it is very comfortable at first glance. At the door, a few spikes of golden hairtail grass, embellished with a hint of spring.
In the yard, neat firewood piled up into a hill. Several wooden round chairs were placed around, and there was a wooden table on the side with tea cups and teapots.
At this moment, a wrinkled old man was sitting in a chair, sipping tea.
Although this person was full of gray hair, he was not old-fashioned at all. He took a cup of tea, took a sip, and looked up into the house.
There, a boy with a weak crown was holding a small carving knife and lowering his head to carve on a piece of red wood.
A kindly smile appeared in the old man's eyes, and he looked at the boy with a very peaceful expression.
After a while, the boy wrinkled his nose and looked up to see the old man's gaze. He immediately ran a few steps to the old man's side and said in a tender voice, "Who are you?"
The old man put down the tea cup, touched the boy's head, and smiled: "Who do you say I am, who am I..."
The boy was about to speak, when a serious voice came from the house, "Tiger, don't pester your grandpa, go sculpt!"
Following the sound, a middle-aged man opened the curtain of the house and walked out of it.
The boy didn't look back, but sighed, looked at the old man deeply for a while, turned around and returned to the house, and began to paint with a single blow. It's just that his gaze reveals deep doubts.
The man glared at the boy, came to the old man, sat beside him, filled the old man with tea, and said, "Father, I am going to go to the mountains..."
The old man always looked at the boy kindly, and after hearing what the middle-aged man said, he nodded his head and stopped talking.
"What are you going to do in the mountains?" A woman's voice came from outside the gate, and saw an old woman with white hair walking into the courtyard with a column of vegetables in her hand.
The middle-aged man hurriedly got up, went up to take the basket, and said: "Mother, I heard the Erniu from the east of the village say that the mountains are not peaceful recently and there are big bugs. We are going to find a few people to go up and have a look. Dad made a coat of tiger skin."
The old woman opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, she glanced at the old man who was always looking at her grandson, sighed, and shook her head without saying a word.
As the days passed, the middle-aged man never came back since he left...
The old woman was eager to think, waiting day and night, and finally waiting for it was a mutilated corpse. In grief, he fainted, and there was no more day to wake up.
In the courtyard, since then, it has been known that there are two grandparents left.
The boy has been woodcarving at school, and the old man has been staring from the side...
"Have you learned how to carve?" The old man asked softly on this day.
"Not yet, this carving is too difficult, I can't learn how to..." the boy said, looking up at the old man calmly.
"How many times is this?" The old man was silent, and after a short while, he lifted slightly and said.
The boy raised his head, looked at the old man, and said flatly: "It's the eighty-third time. It's not far from the next time."
"Isn't it over yet?" the old man sighed.
The boy raised his head and looked at the sky. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Why do you want to end this life? It's good... Except for not knowing who you are!"
"There are countless reincarnations. Every thing is fixed and there is no change. You know that all people will not return once they go. You have gone through the same process countless times. It is rare that you can't see through? What are you doing? "The old man took the teacup and placed it to his lips, but never moved.
The boy retracted his gaze and cast it on the wooden sculpture in his hand. After a long time, he whispered: "Should it be over... No..."
In the Tianyun Sect, under the Bodhi tree, the kind-looking young man had an extremely serious expression at the moment. He stared at nothingness in the distance, and a gloom flashed in his eyes.
"Eighty-three days... This person is definitely not a person to wait! Back then, Junior Brother Sun Yun, it was only sixty-seven days; the entry level three is said to be a test, but in reality, if the taste can be tasted, it will be great A chance! These three hurdles can only be experienced once in a person's life. They were arranged by Master Master with great effort! This Wang Lin can actually stay in the first hurdle for 83 days... This person... can't stay!"
His face became more gloomy, and his eyes flickered. After a while, he pinched his hands with his hands, and bursts of colorful rays of light continued to flicker on his hands, exuding dazzling colors.
"Little brother in the future, let me help you!" After this person finished speaking, his hands were a little forward, and the colorful glow suddenly broke out, and disappeared into nothingness in a flash.
Renzhiguan, the boy, kept his head down and sculpted. Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance. But seeing a colorful glow, suddenly appeared from the sky, emitting ten thousand rays of light.
This light is extremely domineering, and the place where it shines is like a hot soldering iron placed in the snow, where the bird's language of Xanadu suddenly disappeared.
The fragrance of flowers no longer pervades.
The houses in the mountain village immediately disappeared and turned into white mists, spreading around, slowly getting lighter and blurry.
All the houses disappeared as the light shone. In the end, as long as the third house in the north end stood alone.
The boy's gaze showed a strange look. He stared at the colorful glow, and with a sharp wave of the carving knife in his hand, a dazzling silver light came out and went straight to the colorful sky.
A sound of earth-shattering and earth-shaking came out of the sky suddenly, rumbling, shaking away all the hazy surroundings.
The colorful light, like a candlelight blown by the wind, immediately became brighter and darker. But immediately, the weird flashing of the colorful lights actually merged with each other, forming a pair of bright eyes in the sky, as if seeing through nothingness, and falling on the boy.
The boy raised his head, his eyes were cold, and he waved his right hand into the void. The wooden blocks piled up in the yard immediately floated up one by one. The boy waved his hands quickly, but seeing the silver light flashing, a large amount of sawdust fell, all The wooden block took shape almost instantaneously, and it turned into houses and statues of neighboring villages.
The boy shook his hands violently, and these wooden sculptures immediately burned automatically, emitting bursts of gloomy light. This gloomy light is like a burning flame, growing wildly, and finally spreading around suddenly.
I saw the villagers, houses, birds, flowers, and so on that had disappeared before. At this moment, they all returned to the original, and this place became a paradise again.
"No matter who you are, disappear for me now!" The boy said flatly, with a light tone, but with a monstrous murderous intent.
The eyes above the sky, staring at the boy, after a short while, gradually disappeared.
Under the Bodhi tree on the mountain peak of Tianyunzong, the kind-looking young man flashed his eyes and muttered to himself: "It turns out that this is the case. This person is practicing the Tao of Samsara. No wonder he can persist in it for 83 days. Every day, he will reincarnate once, and in this way, he will have a sense of reincarnation..."
Renzhiguan, in the courtyard, the old man sighed softly, stood up and looked at the boy, and whispered: "The eighty-fourth time, it's about to begin. Do you really want to continue?"
The boy looked down at the wooden sculpture in his hand that had not been successfully carved in the 83rd reincarnation. This wooden sculpture was the figure of a woman...
"Go on... This is to ask... It is also the true meaning of the human relationship!"
Inside the Heavenly Fortune Sect, deep inside.
In the middle of a black altar, Tian Yunzi sat cross-legged in it, closed his eyes and meditated. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and a satisfied smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He whispered softly: "This son, very good!"
Ten days later, in the human pass, in that paradise, a person walked out of this place. This person took the first step here. He was still a boy, but in the second step, he turned into a boy. In the third step, his whole person was transformed and transformed. Be a youth!
The young man walked out of Taoyuan step by step with long hair and no wind. In his hand, holding a wooden sculpture, this wooden sculpture, in the end, succeeded...
It was a woman, a gentle and beautiful woman who looked like a fairy. The corner of her mouth was filled with a brilliant smile, and her gaze exuded a happy look...
This young man is Wang Lin!
"In less than a hundred years of reincarnation, how can I ask. Less than a thousand years of cultivation, how can I ask the heavens... This human relationship is interesting!" Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he looked at it at this moment, and before entering this place, there was a slight strangeness. The change, but this change is extremely hidden by him, it is difficult to find.
It's just that you can see that his eyes are clearer than before, like a starry sky.
Wang Lin stepped out one step, his whole person disappeared into nothingness, and he walked out of the human relationship.
"The gate of the earth, the test is the cultivation base, you, but you are ready, dare to step into it!"
"Why don't you dare!" Wang Lin smiled and looked up.