Hua Hua Hua.

In the courtyard, there is a tree with unknown name that two people hug. Its leaves are as big as an adult's hand, and they rustle when the wind blows.

Like applauding.

Chen Zhitao was in the bedroom, unconscious.

This was a sign of extreme mental exertion. Of course, he probably wouldn't want to wake up for a while.

As the owner of Diaohailou, he certainly has the responsibility of Diaohailou, but it is best for Diaohailou not to do anything during this period. He lies here and sleeps, and does not want to be coerced by anyone. The utmost responsibility.

The south wind blows leaves outside the window, and the person sitting at the window turns a deaf ear.

Jiang Wang had been sitting here for a long time. But he didn't do anything else. He just drew a line on the paper from one end to the other. Then he stared at the line for a long time.

His time is precious. The three Dharma ministers are still studying the sealing technique in another courtyard, reading the classics of the past, and not letting go of any possibility of self-rescue before completely falling into the deep sea of ​​heaven. But he wastes a lot of time, sitting here, reading a Ordinary lines.

The line is actually endless. It can be extended infinitely to the left or right. But because it falls on the paper, the end is the edge of the paper. And because it is drawn with a brush dipped in ink, the end can also be the remnants of ink. It can also be the life of the pen. When the ink is exhausted, the line will stop, and when the pen is bald, the line will be exhausted.

The power of Heaven's Dao is also endless, which is why it is unable to resist and is gradually losing ground. With limited manpower, it can resist the endless Heaven's Dao, and it is a sign of extreme tenacity to persist until now and not be completely overwhelmed.

But what if we put the power of heaven on paper? What if we confuse the power of heaven with pen and ink?

Does the power of heaven have an end because of this?

Jiang Wang suddenly understood what he should fight against, not the way of heaven, but the heavenly being. It was the coming heavenly being named "Jiang Wang".

Suddenly, the world opens up, and a brand new idea unfolds before my eyes.

The article that has been stuck for a long time has been rewritten here and has a new article.

The Taixu Magatama had been flashing for a long time, and one after another people sent messages through the Taixu Illusion Realm. Jiang Wang, who was immersed in thinking, ignored them all.

The most important thing is one and only one.

His thinking, which is almost like a celestial being, defines the order of his behavior.

It was only at this moment when I was thinking clearly that I casually held the Taixu Magatama.

Maybe there are other ways to seal the human state...he thought.

Then he received the news of Li Longchuan's death.

Such an unexpected intrusion into life.

Quiet afternoon, sudden thunder!

Direct, tactful, tortuous...different expressions.

Yan Fu, Xu Xiangqian, even Ye Qingyu who was far away in Yun State, Zuo Guangshu who was far away in Chu State, Zhao Rucheng who was far away in Mu State... all over the world, different channels, verified again and again.

Verify this news is true.

How can it be true?

Jiang Wang sat stunned.

What is real is the Dragon Beard Arrow given by Li Longchuan, the "Zhenhai Style" passed down by Li Longchuan, the friendship written on that note, and the years we have experienced together.

This shouldn't be news like this.

His extremely cold thoughts were unable to come to his mind for the moment. The emotions that had sunk to the bottom of the ocean were tumbling dully.

He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong or what was wrong.

Birth, old age, illness and death are the laws of heaven.

Who in the world cannot die?

Isn't it normal to die?

It’s just that there are always such and such sounds in my ears, and there are always such and such pictures in front of me.

When we first met in the secret realm of Tianfu, the young man had a jade belt wrapped around his forehead.

It was Xu Gao'e who made the introduction: "This is Li Longchuan. He is very good at archery!"

On the martial arts field of Tuicheng Hou Mansion, one string and one sword are tested.

Linzi streets, swaggering.

The pile of powder can be intertwined.

He also waved goodbye and promised to come back one day.

Ye Zhi drank heavily and was extremely arrogant. He pointed out the world's heroes, but none of them could say anything like this. He joked about major events in the past and present, saying that I could do them too. It was a bit joking, but a bit arrogant.

"Brother Jiang! What are you doing! Let's go! Red sleeves are calling! Brother Yan Xian is treating you!"

"Jiang Wang, stop practicing! You are having a drink, how can you not be happy? There is a beauty sitting next to you, still practicing Taoism? Stop it! Stop it! People like you are really hateful. When you work hard, can you carry someone behind your back?

?If my grandma sees it, she will scold me again!"

"Jiang Wang! Jiang Wang! Come out and ask for it!"

Memory is like a cut kite, flying higher and farther.

But the sound is still in my ears, and my smile is still before my eyes.

He was a young man with a bright future and should have had unlimited bright possibilities.

But that's no longer possible.

Li Longchuan is dead.

Li Longchuan is dead.

Li Longchuan is dead.

I should be sad...

Sitting behind the desk, Jiang Wang raised his head and looked out the window. Looking at the tree and the gust of wind, he murmured: "Why don't I feel sad?"

Clap.

It fell down and landed on the table.

Jiang Wang subconsciously reached out to touch it. When he took his hand back, there was only a hint of darkness on his finger.

You thought what fell was a drop of rain.

Or a tear.

It turned out to be just a pile of dust accumulated on the beams due to years of disrepair.

.....

Push time forward a little.

The wind blows everywhere, and Huai Island is bustling with activity.

The war that happened across the sea did not have any impact on this.

The spread and collapse of the ancient heavenly road are both spectacular. Although the "Jinghai Plan" failed, the human race's huge advantage over the sea race is also obvious. Generations of sea troubles were almost eliminated, and the rebellion of the transcendent people was also

Just turn your hand and suppress it. The human race suppresses the sky and is invincible in the world. This is demonstrated here.

Therefore, this giant island standing on the front line behind the Mysterious Realm is actually enjoying peace and prosperity.

A woman with white eyebrows wearing a navy blue Taoist robe sat quietly by the window of the restaurant. There was only a pot of wine in front of her, but she refused to drink it.

After undergoing a reconstruction, the architecture on the island is very different from before.

For example, Qingpingle Restaurant in Qingyijiao, although it still has the old name, it doesn't have the old feel at all.

The huge shaped bluestone of Zhi Jing had already been torn apart in that disaster. The "Qing Ping Le" wine that Qing Ping Le Restaurant is famous for has also been swallowed up by the waves along with the restaurant and its former owner.

The new owner has nothing to do with the previous one, and the new chef hired from nowhere has taken over the old name, and the dishes are no longer the same as those back then.

Qingyanjiao, where the "green" has disappeared, and Qingpingle Restaurant, where the "Qingpingle Wine" has been lost.

And when the Diaohai Tower was on the verge of collapse, the helpless elder who protected the sect of the Diaohai Tower sat here.

This world is a bit humorous.

Zhu Biqiong would often come here to sit. She can never go back to her old residence, which is now the headquarters of the Zhenhai League. The small bamboo building and the old fence courtyard were used as warehouses.

She couldn't get used to living on Little Crescent Island, where there were no white-browed cuckoos.

Of course there is none on Waishima either.

If no one survives, how can there be any flowers left?

That flower is probably extinct.

But you can also see blue-billed gulls on Wai Island. Sometimes they come back with fish in their mouths and peck at them slowly on the beach.

She slowly watched the eating process.

Watch and practice at the same time.

She gradually developed the habit of practicing anytime and anywhere, but she couldn't remember when this habit started.

The light and shadow in front of him changed, and a man with a broad forehead and a broad face sat opposite him.
To be continued...