Panguan

Later, he heard that there was a fairy guest on the mountain, who often gave alms to the village to protect one side of good luck. Some poor children who are homeless and have nowhere to go stay at the foot of the mountain, so they can be regarded as the cyclist's apprentices, and they can learn some skills.

So he became one of the many outsiders and changed his name to Zhang Dai. Dai, the ancestor of the mountains.

He is more diligent and harder than anyone else. If he doesn't learn enough, he will even drag another friend named Zhang Qi to sneak up to the mountains. He coaxed those so-called relatives and disciples on the mountain to sharpen their heads, just to learn more and understand more, maybe one day, they will be able to pass through the mountain gate and live in the mountainside in an upright manner.

For a long time, he naively thought that as long as he worked harder and did some great things for the people on the mountain to see, he would be able to reach another level.

Later he realized that it was just wishful thinking.

Cyclamen are so high up, how can they look down on ordinary people like them.

Instead of relying on those illusory and heartless people, it is better to rely on yourself. He wants to climb from a humble ant to a master step by step. He wants to be worshiped and admired by people, he wants to stand on the top of the mountain, have a semi-celestial body, and have a boundless lifespan.

Someone can, why can't he? !

"There are too many things I want to do, and there are too many things I can do." Zhang Dai said, "I just took one wrong step, and I will be buried in the yellow earth early. Come again! Ordinary people enter reincarnation with spirit form, what will I become in reincarnation? Vegetation, insects and fish? Birds and beasts?"

He panted and laughed twice, but his expression was mocking and indifferent: "Those things... those things aimlessly live, die, live, and die again. It's so humble."

How humble...

"You said, if I pay off my debts, I will be free." Zhang Dai asked back: "Where is the release? I have the mark of God's punishment on my body. Even if I am a reincarnated adult, I will live hard step by step, but I will still have a bad life. Or write it off, or start all over again. Why?"

Why?

Just thinking about this process, he felt pain and despair, endless, no better than hell.

So he is not reconciled!

He is really not reconciled, it's human nature.

He didn't go straight to this step either. He had tried other methods before, he couldn't find the dust, obviously the body of a half-immortal could bear far more than a mortal body, obviously if the dust couldn't reach him, he just had to show him a little bit of compassion and help him bear some of it. He doesn't have to go this far.

Nobody needs to go this far!

But dust does not help.

He could only find a way by himself, trying to wash off the scourge, but he almost lost control and took his life directly, and the scourge couldn't be washed away.

He also once thought about it, so he simply accepted his fate.

But when he watched the little Zhang Qi who was always following him, and even changed his life with him, die early and tragically because of the scourge of God, he was really scared.

Of course he knows that magic damages morality, and it is a big loss, but there is no way...

He was forced, and he had nowhere to go.

Looking at Xie Wen, Zhang Dai suddenly felt an impulse. It's like knowing that there is a cliff in front of you, but you want to take a look. I can't tell whether it is provocation, or to convince myself: I am not afraid of you, I am no longer afraid of you. I have lived for thousands of years, changed countless skins, and absorbed new things from countless people. I am no longer the talented disciple outside the mountain.

He swallowed the bloody smell in his mouth, and said to Xie Wen, "Do you know how many crazy ways I have thought of, Patriarch?"

After he finished speaking, he laughed, with blood still on his lips.

In the year when Chen Dao was just sealed, almost no one dared to approach the sealed place.

Later, there was a rumor circulating that the sealed place was gone, and no matter what method was used, the place could not be found. Anyone who walks around there will lose their way, and after a few laps, they don't know what night it is, where it is. It's like being hidden by someone, hiding in a place where no one can disturb, and disappearing into the world.

Someone tried it and found that it does. So slowly, no one was looking for it anymore.

Just as those stories and the people in the stories have disappeared without leaving any traces.

But in fact, those words were first spoken by Zhang Dai.

For a long time, he has been circling around there, trying his best to enter that sealed land. He has found some helpers... and also arrested people, imprisoned them, and questioned them.

His purpose is very clear, he wants to live, and wants to live for a long time. His mortal body cannot bear those scourges, but the body of a half-immortal must be different.

The celestial guest on the mountain is dead, and he is more tragic than the one with the scourge, and he will never be reincarnated.

He's just going to get an unowned body, it's not magic.

He used to be obsessed with obtaining such a body like crazy, thinking that one step would be in place, and he would be worry-free from then on.

It was only later that he realized that he might still be delusional. The place was too well hidden, too locked up. Maybe he never gets in. So he can only settle for the next best thing, make do with his mortal body, and rely on the vortex to nourish him.

By this method, he has lived for a thousand years. Perhaps another thousand years, three thousand years or even ten thousand years will come, and it may not be impossible.