Journey To Longevity

The old man in blue shirt appeared in front of Zhang Shiping, less than three feet away, and he said leisurely: "Since the old man said to help you, he will definitely say so. But before you think about it, What is the reason behind it? Instead of asking others to point it out, it is better to wake up yourself."

Zhang Shiping gave a wry smile, and began to think deeply.

Seeing this, Xiao Wucheng turned around, grabbed a cloud of air casually, after a few breaths, he dispersed it again, with his hands behind his back.

The truth is this, but if I can figure it out, no one in the authorities will be obsessed with this sentence. But this senior has already said so, he has to think about it for himself, to see what is the reason for this time, so that he got nothing and wasted this opportunity that only came once in more than twenty years. If he can't figure this out, then he doesn't have to come here in the future!

After half a cup of tea, on the ancient ocean, among the clouds and mist thousands of feet above the sea, an old man in blue shirt stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the distance leisurely with his face, and saw the sky above and below, a vast expanse of green. The wind blows the fog away, and the clouds flow through the ages.

And behind the old man, a young monk in green clothes floated in the air, the wind from the sky was blowing his clothes, making a 'squeaky' sound, but Zhang Shiping still closed his eyes at this moment, he frowned slightly, his face full of thoughts color.

I saw Zhang Shiping's right index finger sketching in the air, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Then only the sound of the waves was heard, and the aura of wind and water that was abundant in the ancient ocean gathered towards Zhang Shiping, lingered around him, and finally condensed into a pair of blue-black auras under his ribs. Feather wings, vaguely present, illusory and illusory.

The old man suddenly turned his head, with surprise in his eyes, he immediately moved behind Zhang Shiping, looked at the pair of phantom wings, and the surprise on his face became stronger.

Feeling the flow of aura around him, Zhang Shiping recalled the shape of Kunpeng's feathers he had recorded before, and wanted to reproduce it, but just after a small hair tip was condensed, the aura in the world suddenly became violent for some reason, as if The runaway wild horse, the pair of wings suddenly collapsed, and turned into an aura without an owner.

"Oh." Two sighs sounded almost in sequence.

"Senior, who are you?" Zhang Shiping looked at Senior Xiao, who was staring at himself with a strange expression, and asked with some doubts.

"It's all right, have you figured out the joints just now?" Xiao Wucheng suppressed his curiosity and asked leisurely.

"Please forgive me for being stupid, I don't know what the reason is. Is it because I didn't observe carefully enough, and I couldn't even imitate one ten-thousandth of the charm of Kunpeng's feathers?" Zhang Shiping finally thought of a reason that he thought was reasonable. His face was a little dazed, and he really couldn't figure out why?

Xiao Wucheng raised his hand, tapped Zhang Shiping's heart a few times, and then said in a deep voice:

"If you are stupid, then the younger generation of Wanlingu can solve it directly. Do you know how many times he has come to this secret realm? It has been four hundred years since he was born, nearly twenty times, but what he understands The income is even worse than yours. He still can't produce this pair of wings in two years, let alone reach the level of condensation like you. And you and this time have only passed three times, this kind of comprehension is already better than other monks. It's a lot taller, it's really unusual!"

"Senior praised you." Zhang Shiping bowed his hands in salute.

"There's nothing to be modest about. Yes, yes, yes, no. Young people should be more energetic." Xiao Wucheng waved his hand.

Then he continued, "Think about it for a second, how many times have you come to the secret realm, what has changed in your heart?"

"Change?" Zhang Shiping murmured, he seemed to have thought of it, and his expression changed.

"When the old man saw you in the Nine Birds Secret Realm, you were still very young at that time. Not only did you have a pure heart, but you also fit the term 'pure heart'. But this time, when the old man saw you, it seemed that he was suppressing a lot of things in his heart. Things, the heart is uncertain, the thoughts are chaotic, how can we really calm down and understand."

"So that's the case, thank you senior for your guidance." Zhang Shiping's face changed, and after a while, he said.

"No, no, don't ask if there is any way to solve this problem?" Xiao Wucheng shook his head.

He looked at Zhang Shiping and saw that there was nothing strange about Zhang Shiping, so he was a little bit puzzled. But more than ten breaths passed, and the two of them still stood quietly in the air.

"This heart disease needs to be healed by heart medicine, and this junior still knows about it. It's just that this junior doesn't seem to be able to find a cure for heart disease for a while." Zhang Shiping smiled wryly, looking a little lonely.

Xiao Wucheng withdrew his hand and flew forward slowly, Zhang Shiping immediately followed after seeing this, he said lightly:

"Old man, although I don't know what happened to you, but in this world, all the troubles of people are all in the six characters of 'I can't ask for it, I can't do it'. The rivers and lakes are deep, and all living beings are suffering. Some people can't get what they want; Ask but can't. So and so, over and over again."

"Senior, do you want the younger generation to learn to let go?" Zhang Shiping responded.

It is very simple to take it up, put it down, and preach to others; write it on paper. It's just a waste of pen and ink, but only when things happen to me, I want to persuade myself to let go, stop thinking about it, and just pretend that the past is like wind, and nothing happened.

This point is really too difficult. It's like knowing that there is a quagmire ahead, but you still fall into it without hesitation, unable to extricate yourself!

After hearing what Zhang Shiping said, the old man turned his head and glanced at Zhang Shiping with a strange look, then turned around, shook his head and said:

"Once upon a time there was a young man in northern Xinjiang, full of enthusiasm, who thought that with the knife in his hand, he could cut off all injustices and return the world to a bright future. It's just that this young man was still too young. , Offended the senior officials of the aristocratic family; after practicing, he hated the immortal sect, but this person has a stubborn temper, as always, but in the end, he harmed his family and himself. However, nothing has changed in the slightest. What a pity!"

Zhang Shiping didn't know why Venerable Xiao mentioned this, he felt a little strange, and asked in a puzzled tone: "Senior, you seem to..."

"Did you change someone else? This old man is also Xiao Wucheng, but he is the deity, and this old man is just an avatar?" The silver-haired old man said calmly.

Then he asked again: "Is this place Nanzhou?"

"Senior, this is Nanzhou!" Looking at the old man before and now, Zhang Shiping felt as if there were two people, and he suddenly became a little nervous.