The coastal town of Langzhou and the streets of downtown are originally peaceful and quiet, but suddenly colorful auspicious clouds descend.

At first, the auspicious clouds flew very high and were far away. In addition, they looked real, and occasionally the people below saw it, and they only found it strange and pointed to the sky and said:

"There are colorful clouds there!"

Then more and more people stopped and looked up and felt strange.

But soon I felt something was wrong. This colorful auspicious cloud flew closer and lower, until it flew to the downtown city in the city, flew over the tiles on the streets and shops next to it, flew past their heads, casting shadows, and sprinkling colorful lights. The stories of immortals and monsters that the elders had told me since childhood were approaching at this moment.

"What's going on?"

"miracle!"

"Blessed by Gods-

I don’t know how many people look up at the sky, I don’t know how many people pray sincerely, and many people follow the clouds.

But the colorful clouds are still flying lower and lower.

From the roof of the building shop to the window, to the ground, and landing on the streets of the city.

I heard a vague sentence:

"Go to this side!"

It seems to be the voice of a child.

The people spontaneously gave up a clearing for it.

The width of this colorful auspicious cloud almost covers the entire street, and the length is a little longer. It shows solid whiteness in the middle, like clouds in the sky when sunny day, and like cotton. The edges always carry a gradual transition of natural colorful rays, giving people the feeling that it will be soft and soft when standing up, and you can ascend to heaven and become an immortal by climbing it.

With a tent, the auspicious clouds scattered into smoke and rays, poured into the shops along the street from left to right, and rushed to the end of the street, with a wet and cool face, and a pleasant smell.

The entire street was suddenly shrouded in heavy fog and rays of light.

"Where are the gods?"

When the fog dissipated, everyone looked up.

But the scene is disappointing—

There are no holy and gentle female Bodhisattvas, no kind and kind old immortals, no majestic soldiers and generals, no golden boys and jade girls, only twenty men lying on the empty ground, all of whom are dressed in a stern, thin and like beggars.

All the onlookers present, as well as those who are gathering more and more after hearing the sound, don’t understand why.

At this moment, a cough sounded.

"Ahem——"

Someone slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

The onlookers bent down and looked at them. The person lying on the ground opened his eyes in a daze, and both sides looked at each other.

The former is unbelievable. After living for so many years, he saw the miracle in the story of a monster for the first time. The colorful auspicious clouds brought about twenty beggars. The latter is also unbelievable. He was still on the island the day before and could die in a foreign land at any time. After a night of sleep, he really returned to his hometown, just like the dream he had had in recent years.

More and more people are waking up.

"Who are you?"

Some onlookers couldn't help asking.

When I heard the local accent, all the people who came came were crying.

The crying woke up more people.

After listening to their story, everyone realized that the sea was not peaceful a few years ago and there were frequent accidents. Many ships did not come back after going to sea.

I thought I had encountered wind and waves, sea pirates, or were caught by sirens at the bottom of the sea, but I was no longer alive, but I didn't expect that I was caught by an extremely huge eight-clawed sirens and became a craftsman and built a palace.

What else can I do to treat towering trees as grass? The giant shrimp and Cancer are 10 meter tall. There are all kinds of appearances. Only old fishermen can recognize their original squads. This is more dangerous than sank into the sea when they encounter wind and waves, thrilling in the sea, thieves, and death when they meet Shanghai monsters. They are less thrilling, but they seem to be a little strange.

During this period, a kind person quickly invited them to sit in a restaurant next to him, asking the store to give them food first, and even guests who were already eating. When they heard about their affairs, they quickly brought them the food, wine and tea on their table. Another official came and said that they would invite them to go back to the yamen, find out their identity, and send them back to their hometown.

Everyone was even more surprised when they heard that Lin Zhenren and the Nine-tailed Fox had to say that they would take them back after a night's sleep.

It turns out that the gods are not on this cloud.

And this cloud did indeed send the gods to the gods.

It was in the story they told.

Just like I heard big things since I was a child.

Overseas desert island.

Lin Jue looked at the third senior brother's face: "When did you learn the magic technique so thoroughly?"

"It's true that he is Zhenren Lin. Master Dao's trick is really something that can't be hidden from the real person." The third senior brother did not answer and just said with a smile.

Lin Jue also knew-

No matter how free and easy a person is, as long as he has feelings, he will have concerns and concerns in his heart.

A third senior brother who is so free and unrestrained should not care about his appearance. Even if he is over 100 years old and has gray hair, he is still his old naughty boy. However, with the ties, he is willing to leave his appearance when he is most familiar with each other for his own ties.

"Since my senior brother has this mind, why not spend more time on his practice. With my senior brother's talent and character, even if I am too lazy to collect materials and refine alchemy, I can still achieve enlightenment sooner. After I become enlightenment, wouldn't I think I will be as old as I can?"

"Young brother is so bad."

The third senior brother held Yuanqiu fruit in one hand and wine gourd in the other, shook his head and said to him:

"It's all skins, the image in my eyes. After becoming true and attaining Taoism, I turned back to thirty or forty years old, I looked like thirty or forty years old, I turned into thirty or forty years old before becoming true and attaining Taoism, and I looked like thirty or forty years old, I was not really thirty or forty years old, after becoming true and attaining Taoism, would I be truly thirty or forty years old? Since my junior brother also thinks that Dao Master can finally become true and attain Taoism, it's sooner or later. Although there is a difference, the difference is not on this."

The third senior brother turned his head and looked at the gravel all over the ground. It was the remains of the huge eight-clawed sirens, and nodded repeatedly:

"Well, this is the difference!"

After pausing, he continued:

"If I can finally achieve true enlightenment and live for three or five hundred years, if I become true and achieve truth and achieve truth later, I will naturally live for three or five hundred years after three or five hundred years. If I work harder and spend decades on my practice, wouldn't I live for a few decades less after three or five hundred years?"

Lin Jue nodded as he heard this.

These are two different thinking.

One pursues length, one exchanges length with width,

In addition to length, time also has width and thickness.

Some people have achieved enlightenment and lived for three or five hundred years, but in fact, they have been in seclusion for one or two hundred years, and they have not left the door and never walked out. The only thoughts in their hearts are the truth of the great way and the rules of magic. So how many years have they lived?

With one or two hundred years left, if you are trapped by troubles and sorrows all day long, and live a very unhappy and uncomfortable life, and are not the life you want to live at all, how many years will it be?

Others cannot give an answer.

I'm afraid I can't give an answer.

Like the third senior brother, he has lived for many years and has been free and comfortable for many years. He has thought about it every day and night. Not to mention anything else, since he came down from Qianshan together, the past few years have passed by the third senior brother, and the width and thickness of the nearly 100-year period he has lived is greater than that of himself.

Of course there are also defects.

For example today—

He almost broke here.

If you leave it here, you will have no longer life in the future.

The two kinds of thinking have their own right and wrong in different people. Of course, Lin Jue would not convince the third senior brother to change his mind, because this is true for him. Even Lin Jue himself, if he had no Fu Yao and the Zi Emperor who was obsessed with eliminating demons, he would have been more inclined to think like the third senior brother.

However, the brothers and brothers are in the same sympathy, so there is no need for such persuasion. You can express your needs openly and ask for help. Being straightforward may be a better choice.

The third senior brother asked, "I'm afraid I won't catch up with you, so I want to advise me to spend more energy on my practice?"

So Lin Jue replied truthfully:

"No, it's because my junior brother needs his senior brother's help in the future to escape the great disaster."

The junior sister also said:

"So too."

Both of them had very sincere expressions, especially the junior sister, who was more serious.

In fact, at that moment, both of them thought that they might not tell the third senior brother that they could continue to be free and happy, practice naturally, and achieve enlightenment. However, even if the trajectory of the reality is separated from the deduction of the Album for thousands of years, it is highly likely that the third senior brother will become enlightenment. The Purple Emperor's destruction and demon removal are so great that he would think of Fuyao, Xiaohua, the fairies and ghosts on Fuqiu Peak and the non-human mountain god in Qianshan, he is full of chivalrous spirit and will not stand by.

He was already involved with it.

Senior Brother Six's words rang in his ears:

"Instead of adding more chances of defeat and making the third brother regret it in the future, it is better to urge him to work harder, anyway, he sees him free and easy every day,

I was jealous too."

"Some real people are so powerful and have great skills. They actually need my help--"

This is the response of the third senior brother.

While he was talking, he looked careless and chewed the Yuanqiu fruit and swung it casually.

A fruit core fell on the beach.

He turned around and said:

"Turn into spring mud to protect flowers-"
To be continued...