The passage of time is not always shifted by human will. Some people describe it as water billowing to the east, some say it is a fleeting wind, and some people stubbornly say: it is just a flash in the pan, beautiful and beautiful. short.
In any case, since time is constantly flowing, the maturity of life is inevitable, and Wu Ling is also destined to grow up.
The long figure proves that he does a lot of exercise every day; the skin that is slightly bronzed by the sun shows his health; running with heavy logs every day makes his muscles solid and full of strength; and those clear pairs His eyes also look radiant because of his mastery of profound skills.
Who would have thought that he was Wu Ling who was known as the No. 1 waste material of the Wu Family a year ago? Oh, only occasionally can I see some of his shadows from a few years ago in that determined eyes.
But his soft, jet-black hair once now showed a faint golden color, and his palms sometimes became white and lingering - these characteristics are no longer what he had a year ago. .
At this time, more than half a year has passed since the Wufeng Competition. In the past six months, Wu Ling has been teaching the Wu Clan's Jirou Zhenwu seven battles, while practicing diligently, not dare to neglect for a moment.
Yi Jin first floor, this is Wu Ling's new realm.
Backpacked, Wu Ling was alone, and set off for the imperial capital of the Wuzhi Empire. The distance between the capital of the wind and the imperial capital is thousands of miles away. In the middle, you must pass through the provinces of Luoyun, Cannes, the province of sunset, the province of Moonlight, and finally pass through the city of Tianxiang, which is the horn of the imperial capital, to reach the imperial capital.
On this day, Wu Ling came between a large mountain in the province of Sunset. Yunyu Mountain is a familiar name.
"Hey, this is the hometown of Feng Fuer, I don't know if I can meet him!" Wu Ling leisurely walked on the mountain path, remembering Feng Fuer's simple and honest actions six months ago, a knowing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. .
Suddenly, there was a shiver in my heart, as if I had felt something, a vertical leap, using Wudang's gentleman's effort, and easily climbed up to a giant tree next to him. Suddenly feeling something wrong with the surrounding atmosphere, it was murderous, he stopped, his eyes locked on a flat ground fifty feet away.
In the past six months, his gang energy has been gradually filled with the refining of the Zhenwu Universe Mirror. After using Tiyunzong in the past, he would be out of breath, but now it is handy.
Looking up in the sky, the wind is beautiful and the sky is cloudless. Two crows flew across the sky with sweaty heads. A black feather fell into the air because of panic. They saw that the large group of people and horses were encircled. A circle surrounded a group of women in yellow clothes, and the aura of those people was fierce, as if they could tear the air apart.
Looking at the woman again, holding a Yaoqin, the clouds are light and breezy, fresh and elegant, Wu Ling stands too far away, can't see the woman's face, but can feel the temperament like a nine-day goddess.
"Yue Guli, you are already surrounded, I advise you to follow me obediently, so as not to suffer from that flesh and blood!" The speaker was a bald old man, who was about fifty years old, and his voice was shocking. The ears whizzed past like a sharp thunder, and Wu Ling's ears were aching fifty feet away.
Wu Ling yelled badly, and this shock made him look earthy. Just listening to this growth and drinking, Wu Ling can conclude that this old man’s cultivation is absolutely above him, and he still had a heroic desire to save the United States, but was dissipated by the long startled voice just now: it’s nothing to do, it’s high. Hang up, this group of people won't provoke me, and I won't provoke trouble.
Wu Ling pulled out his legs and wanted to leave. At this moment, when he heard a voice, Wu Ling stopped, turned his head and looked carefully.
"Oh, you are not my opponent, why is this?" This is a very soft and gentle female voice, if it will make people feel like a spring breeze on weekdays, but today, in the uninhabited cloud and rain mountains, women’s A voice made the people around her like an ice cellar.
Wu Ling couldn't help but shook his whole body. The woman's voice was soft and mellow, but it seemed to be full of murderous intent, which made people shudder.
The leading bald old man didn’t even lift his eyelids. Even though he was sweating on his back, he still resisted no reaction. He winked at the crowd with a composure, and took the lead, stimulating the qi of his whole body. , Chaoyue Guli rushed over.
At this moment, the sound of nature sounded slowly.
The melodious sound of the piano penetrates everyone's heart, locking their minds in a small space, and wandering around nine days with their thoughts.
Time seemed to have completely stopped at this moment, the bald old man's qi in the palm of his hand was half released, and suddenly stopped suddenly, and when he rushed to the yellow-clothed woman, it had become the end of the force. The old man paused and no longer had the desire to move forward.
The sound of the piano sometimes turns into a sharp treble, thrown into the air, unwilling to fall for a long time; sometimes spreads its wings high, traverses thousands of mountains and rivers, taking them to places they have never been to; sometimes crossing the barriers of time and space, unexpectedly leisurely Then I went back to the past and saw myself many years ago.
Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu, as if they have life, continue to make the most beautiful combination-low, high-pitched, prosperous, simple, and gradually return to the original from the deep and beautiful. After the continuous vibration of the gongs and drums, there are faintly interrupted sounds. Obviously, when you think the next sound should be up, you suddenly stop. Just as your heart is itching, there is suddenly another clear sound. The sharp tone, fierce in my heart, but very comfortable.
The Qin declares that the charm changes, like the four seasons, and like morning and evening, everything changes in an instant, anything.
In the sunny spring, the drizzle is dim, the gentle breeze blows by, the early plowing farmers sing the country tunes; in the summer when the sun is high, the frogs by the pond are dreaming in the afternoon, just after the showers, Orioles cried; I saw the golden wheat fields spread out again, and it was autumn in a blink of an eye. The Arbor’s rhubarb screamed without a sound, there was the cicada dragging, and the maple leaves were withered; the snow was white, and the winter wind was blowing on his face. , Wrapped tightly in fur, strolling in the snowy field, the girl from other family is as lovely as ice carving and jade. It seemed to have stopped for a while, and the style of the music changed, and then resentment began.
As the sun rises, the fishermen on the seaside are looking at the rough sea. I don’t know if they are gone. There hasn’t been a day in the past many years. Fortunately, they have been safe. When the sun sets, the camel bells on the desert think of it, and the veiled business travelers feel Secretly sighed that only others saw their money, but no one ever asked about their hard work-in life, all people know the gap between the rich and the poor, but they don't know the fairness of gains and losses!
The sound of the piano rose again, becoming neither high nor low, but hanging in the air, causing the audience to feel dizzy and want to fall asleep.
With a lot of emotions, people's life seems to be just the sound of this piano, sobbing and listening, what is left? What is it to compete with you for fame and fortune
Love, hate, sorrow, sadness, joy and sorrow, the prosperity is exhausted, and the geese cross the sky without a trace. At this moment, the expressions on everyone’s faces were strange, joy and pain, loss, crying, and dislocation—"first love, my first love—" a fat man in his thirties in the crowd suddenly hugged him next to him. A big bearded man with a beard, the two stood together. The big bearded man couldn't avoid it at all, and he himself was hypnotized with his nose and tears.
"Where is that woman now, ooh, I was a poor boy back then, although she loved me, but she still couldn't bond." The bearded man murmured, crying, and wiped his nose on the fat man. On the shoulders of her, "When I became famous, when I went back to find her, she was already married and she was nowhere to be found. I wanted to kill her parents who prevented us from getting married in the first place, but what can we do? Again."
A burly man trembling with an energetic body, he cried loudly: "I am dedicated to cultivation, but I can't understand the secrets of heaven. God, why are you doing this to me? My cultivation has been stopped for 20 years, could it be that Is this not enough?"
He suddenly fell to the ground and writhed like a magic barrier, but no one cares about him. Everyone has different expressions of crying or laughing. Many companions with lower cultivation bases have been waiting on the ground even earlier. Finished.
The bald old man opened his eyes, raised his anger, and his face was pale, yelling: "The weak and the strong eat each other. Is this the world I live in? Master, why do you want to take away the younger sister, why? Why?"
He waved his hands vigorously, like crazy: "I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled--!"
One of the middle-aged man with a lupine scarf, but with a smile on his face, his eyes shining with his cracked mouth, his white and miserable teeth shining coldly, he laughed, and muttered softly: "You are the master teacher. I’m still a junior, regardless of whether you are marrow-changing or bone-changing. Once I have practiced innate good fortune, I will be able to stand upright in this world. No one can help me. I am the only one who respects me, hahaha."
He burst into laughter, looked around suddenly, swept across the distant tree abruptly, and suddenly saw a young man looking at him with a smile. The middle-aged man was shocked, wondering why this person was out of control, whether his words were heard by him, what kind of person is he, and he has such skill
A moment ago, Wu Ling touched her face and found that tears were dripping wet. She was surprised that the power of this music was so powerful that it unnaturally led him into a sad dilemma that had been hidden for many years: "Remembering the past life. Those who practiced martial arts on Wudang Mountain remembered all the humiliation they had suffered over the past year. Thinking about it carefully, after all, in this world, there is no hometown or mentor with whom you are familiar, and you find yourself so lonely!"