He Came From The Forbidden Land, Waving His Sleeves To Write About Immortality

Qu Tao still ignored the boy.

The bone-eroding pain from the inside out made him miserable. The ability to maintain a kneeling posture was already the limit. How could he have the leisure to pay attention to this little boy?

Seeing that Qu Tao ignored him and just knelt quietly, the boy became even more angry.

He ran up to him and pushed him.

But no matter how hard he pushed, even if he used all his strength, the kneeling person did not move at all. He just buried his head, and a few suppressed wails escaped from his teeth.

"Come on! Master, he doesn't like other people making noise! ​​You're disturbing him!"

Seeing the boy pushing and yelling stubbornly, Qu Bao finally endured the severe pain and spoke.

"He's dead and can't be heard."

"You can hear it even if you're dead, get up and drive away, go scream somewhere else!"

But no matter how the boy moved, Qu Tao remained motionless and stopped speaking, only wailing.

It wasn't until the boy ran out of energy that he left angrily.

The short and thin figure was busy in the school, cleaning the school cleanly.

I don't know where I got a few small branches, lit them, and stuck them on the master's grave.

After doing this, he took out the bamboo slips left by the master and started to read aloud.

"Small knowledge is not as good as great knowledge, and small years are not as good as big ones. How can you understand this? Chao bacteria don't know Hui Shuo, and worms don't know spring and autumn. This is also a small year..."

Although his accent was childish, his voice was extremely loud, as if he was trying to drown out the wails of the people outside the room.

Seeing the boy's deliberate shaking of his head and listening to the sage's words, Qu Tao's eyes unknowingly changed a little.

It seems that my young self was like this, born in a small and poor village, reciting the book of sages behind the only literate old master in the village.

After living for hundreds of thousands of years, these memories have long been blurred.

He forgot what the sage's book he recited was about, he also forgot the old master's voice and appearance, and he couldn't even remember whether he had parents, whether he had a true love, whether he had experienced deep-seated hatred, or whether he had experienced death. Experienced the ultimate joy...

How many magnificent lives should a mortal have in hundreds of thousands of years...

And his life was so long that he couldn't even remember what he had lost.

Looking back at the past now, the memories in my mind are not only standing in the sky to decide life and death, but also practicing law and Taoism, fighting people and monsters.

Perhaps he was once a mediocre mortal who heard about the bacteria of the past dynasty but did not know Hui Shuo, and the crickets did not know the principles of Spring and Autumn.

But when he truly stood at the top of the world, and Chaojun and Xizhi were no longer him but people in the world, all the principles he had understood at the beginning changed.

In the past, the humility of looking up at the vastness of the universe has unknowingly turned into the arrogance of looking at the frog at the bottom of the well, so that in his eyes, mortals are no different from mayflies in the water. Life and death are no longer in his eyes.

It was only at this moment that he finally understood why the senior punished him.

The pain in his body had not diminished by half, but there was a smile on his lips, a hint of bitterness.

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Lu Yuan and Li Mo Nian were still like ordinary people, taking one step at a time.

"Master, can we really not fly? It will take a lot of time to fly like this!"

Li Mo Nian's main concern is to improve her cultivation and increase her lifespan. Walking like this seems to her to be a waste of time.

Lu Yuan replied as before: "I can't fly."

The girl couldn't believe this sentence at all.

This should be the only lie Master told her, although she didn't know why Master would lie about such a trivial matter.

She turned her head and looked at the master's calm side face, and said with a smile: "Then I will take you to fly! This way you won't step on flowers and plants!"

"It's aimless. Where do you want to fly?"

"Didn't you say you were going to the appointment? You're not going?"

"I don't know where he is now, or whether he is still alive."

"I can use the voice transmission technique you taught me, Master! Oh, no! That technique is too violent. Master, you should have a better way to find people, right?"

Lu Yuan turned his head and glanced at the girl next to him.

"The path of spiritual practice has an end, and you can easily reach the top. There is no need to rush. Slow down and you will discover many beautiful things."

"Something nice?"

The girl looked around, and her eyes finally fell on the master's calm face.

She moved closer to the master and said with a smile, "Master is right!"

Lu Yuan retracted his gaze from the girl and said calmly: "You may have mistaken your meaning."

The girl raised her little head slightly.

"You're not me, how do you know I might be wrong?"

"Your thoughts are written all over your face."

The girl heard this and touched her smooth face. She didn't feel anything, and condensed a ball of pure water. She looked carefully at her beautiful face in the water through the sunlight.

After observing for a long time, she asked doubtfully: "There are no words?"

"It seems that Master has not been able to cure your stupidity."

The girl glanced at the master's profile, and the corners of her mouth curved with joy.

"Is stupidity considered a disease? Why should we treat it?"

Lu Yuan no longer paid attention to the girl who was showing off her petty thoughts.

The smile on the girl's face did not disappear due to his indifference, but became even brighter.

She has made up for her lack of emotion by looking back in time, and she is already very different from before.

For example, my courage has never been so great.

Unknowingly, she moved a little closer to her master. As she walked, their shoulders would touch each other from time to time, and then separate again in an instant.

The girl no longer felt any anxiety in her heart, but hoped that time would pass more slowly.

She was immersed in her little actions and never tired of it.

I don't know how many times the stars in the sky rotated with the sun and the moon, and the clouds in the sky were blown away several times. The scene in front of them finally changed greatly.

Towering sky attic, figures flying across the sky, strange-looking spiritual beasts, flowers and plants surrounded by strange phenomena...

Everything was very different from anything the girl had ever seen.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the road falling from the sky.

The brilliance is endless and dazzling.

Surrounded by the shadows of auspicious beasts, the sky is filled with colorful rays of light.

The girl's beautiful eyes were full of surprise.

"Master, what is this?"

Lu Yuan also saw this heavenly road that had existed for who knows how long.

He said calmly: "One way."

The girl soon noticed something strange.

"This road is so beautiful, why doesn't anyone step on it? Is it because they are reluctant?"

"This road was not made for them."

"Who is that for?"