Renegade Immortal

Wang Lin's eyes slowly retracted from the sky, and with the last glance, he looked at the ancient divine realm composed of nine pillars in the boundless sea between the ancient clan and the immortal clan. On the door.

But even with his current cultivation level standing on the second bridge to the sky, he still couldn't see clearly when he looked at the ancient divine realm. It seemed that the existence of this ancient divine realm was far beyond that of Wang Lin now. Ability.

Staring at the vast sea that rolled like a storm, Wang Lin closed his eyes for a long time. When his eyes closed, his eyes disappeared on the Xiangang Continent.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still standing in this unknown strange space, on the huge second bridge to the sky. But when he looked down, Wang Lin saw that although he was still standing on this bridge, he was not The beginning of the bridge, but the end of the bridge.

It seemed that everything before him happened at that moment when he took those few steps and walked across the bridge. If the dream was not real, it would be difficult to tell the difference.

Looking at this bridge that reaches the sky, looking at the third and fourth ones in the distance..." Until the ninth bridge, and the blurry and illusory scenery behind the ninth bridge, I can't see clearly. It's very far away. As I looked at it, even my heart felt distant, as if these bridges represented unreachable peaks, which made people want to stop at the foot of the peaks.

As soon as this idea arose, it amplified infinitely until it permeated Wang Lin's whole body. It seemed that there was a voice whispering softly in his heart, asking him to turn back, leave here, not go on, not go to the rest of the world. Seven bridges.

Wang Lin stood at the end of the second bridge. He only needed to lift one step to step off the bridge and completely cross the second bridge. However, he still seemed unable to lift the last step.

Time passed slowly, as if a long time had passed. Wang Lin still stood there, looking ahead, his expression calm, but he sighed softly, raised his right foot and took a step down, walked out of the second bridge, and walked across this The second bridge to the sky! !

"Are you asking yourself..." If the Taoist heart is not strong, if there is no intention to go against heaven, if there is no persistence that needs to be defended with life, perhaps, at this step, we should retreat. Wang Lin murmured, walking step by step towards the Third Bridge in the distance.

The third bridge was very far away and very close. However, Wang Lin walked for three days and still did not reach the bridge. He walked for another three days and it was still the same. After another three days, he looked into the distance and saw the third bridge. The bridge is still very far away and very close at the same time.

After the ninth day, Wang Lin stopped. He stood there, silent for a moment, then raised his head suddenly, with a strange light in his eyes, and slowly closed his eyes.

He doesn't need to see with his naked eyes or sense with his spiritual consciousness. Instead, he blocks his spiritual consciousness while closing his eyes, not looking at the location of the third bridge or the direction of the third bridge.

Instead, he lifted his steps out of thin air and walked away casually.

Step by step, the moment he took the ninth step, he suddenly heard the chirping of birds around him, and the soft light filtered through his eyelids, seeming to be reflected in his glaring eyes. .

In his nose, he smelled the aroma of earth after rain, as well as the familiar feeling and smell, which was the smell of sawdust and the spiciness of tobacco.

His steps paused.

"Tie Zhu, how are you reading?"

"Tie Zhu, you have to study hard. Next year is the county exam. Whether you will be successful in the future will all depend on this time. Don't be like me and stay in the village for the rest of your life. Alas."

"Okay, you keep nagging every day, if you want me to say, our Tiezhu will definitely pass the exam."

Those were the voices of his parents. This voice, which had been absent for thousands of years, echoed at this moment. It was so real that it seemed to take Wang Lin back to the peaceful mountain village thousands of years ago.

Wang Lin stood there quietly, listening to the voices of his parents, tears streaming down his eyes unconsciously. There was a voice in his heart, that voice kept murmuring, asking him to open his eyes and take a look at his parents. .

But at the same time, Wang Lin also had a clear understanding in his heart. If he opened his eyes at this moment, he would stop on the third bridge.

The first bridge is to integrate the rules of heaven and earth into the spiritual consciousness. The second bridge is to feel the eyes that reach the sky, but you need to ask yourself whether your heart is strong..." Wang Lin didn't understand the purpose of asking himself before, and why the end of the second bridge, There would be such hesitation, but now, he understands.

This third bridge may be the inner demon. If he has a strong heart and walks all the way, letting his life flash by like a picture without moving his mind at all, then he will be able to cross this third bridge.

But once he opens his eyes, he needs to directly face his inner demons and his own life. In this way, the certainty of crossing this third bridge will be infinitely reduced.

The voices of his father and mother were still in his ears, and there were more tears in the corners of Wang Lin's eyes, but he opened his eyes without any hesitation at this moment. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar house. , the familiar yard, the familiar table with food.

He looked to the side, tapping his pipe on the ground a few times with his father, whose face was wrinkled with age, and saw the tenderness of family affection under his stern eyes.

He saw his mother walking out of the house carrying the freshly heated food. There were some white hairs on her hair, not much, hidden by the black hair, but Wang Lin still saw it.

His mother may not seem beautiful to outsiders, but in Wang Lin's heart, his mother is the most beautiful and the eternal refuge in his heart.

Looking at his parents and the familiar scenes, Wang Lin had a smile on his face even though he was crying. He looked at everything in front of him. After he opened his eyes, it slowly dissipated until it turned into nothingness. He knew it was fake, but he still wanted to take a look.

When this scene became shattered, Wang Lin was still standing under the second bridge, far away from the third bridge..."

His parents are not monks, they are just mortals who cannot be resurrected. Reincarnation is the best destination for a mortal. But even though he is reincarnated, the memory that belongs to Wang Lin is eternal and he will not erase it because it is more important than his life.

"Perhaps, if Wan'er appears, after I know it's fake, I don't know if I will continue to open my eyes..."

But when my parents appear, I still open my eyes even though I know it is fake. Wang Lin murmured.

"Who will make it? Faced with the memories of the past and the illusory existences that often appear like inner demons, we must close our eyes and ignore them. We must maintain a firm Taoist heart and not be affected by the inner demons. .

Who is to stipulate that one must have a firm mind in order to survive this third period..."

Who is to confirm that this is the only way to cross this bridge..." Wang Lin's eyes flashed.

"Family, love, and friendship are the most precious things in my life, Wang Lin. Why should I close my eyes? I want to keep my eyes open and see everything, open my heart and accommodate everything!" Wang Lin took a deep breath. , walked forward again.

Nine steps later, he saw his parents again, and another nine steps later, he saw Mu Bingmei, Li Qianmei, and Li Muwan. After another nine steps, he saw Wang Ping and the poor child, holding his hand, persistently but seriously telling himself that he practiced Taoism to accompany his father all his life. He didn't want to leave only Wang Ping in this world. His father's lonely back, if he really wanted to be lonely, then he hoped that there would be his presence next to his father's back.

Wang Lin saw Situ Nan, saw Qing Shui, saw Dun Tian, ​​saw Old Suzaku, and saw many people who were kind to him. He looked at them, looking at the faces, and walked all the way without closing his eyes. .

"Big Head, Hongdie, Qingshuang, Zhou Yi, Qingshuang" and many other people, Wang Lin seemed to recall his life from the appearance of these people.

Along the way, Wang Lin couldn't control his emotions. He cried, laughed, hurt, and was sad..." Step by step, he didn't know how long he walked, and he didn't know when he walked on the third bridge, and finally After everything in front of him disappeared, he stood at the end of the third bridge. Standing there, he sighed softly and looked behind him. After a long time, he turned around and took a step forward, walking down the third bridge.

In the distance, there is the Fourth Bridge. Looking further, the illusion behind the Ninth Bridge is vaguely clear, but Wang Lin still cannot see through it. He can only see it slightly. , it seems that the figures in the illusion are two people.

With the recollection of a memory, and the memories of crying, laughing, and sorrow just now, Wang Lin walked forward. A few days later, in front of him was the fourth bridge to the sky.

This bridge is even bigger than before, and it looks like a huge thing. It exists in this strange space, and a coercion faintly spreads out, covering the surrounding area.

Wang Lin looked at the bridge. After a moment of silence, he raised his steps, but the moment his steps fell, his right foot directly penetrated the bridge, and his step failed.

At the same time, the fourth bridge in the sky suddenly shook in front of Wang Lin, turned into little crystal lights, and disappeared. At the same time, they all rolled towards Wang Lin, swirling into a vortex outside his body, forming a whirlpool. The huge suction force swallowed up Wang Lin's figure and disappeared here.

The moment Wang Lin was swallowed up, in Luohu County, one of the twelve counties in the ancient lineage area of ​​the Xiangang Continent, Wang Zhu, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating in the secret room of Jidu Palace, suddenly opened his eyes.

There was confusion in his eyes that lingered for a long time. On his body, the killing body had been completely integrated. It was indistinguishable from his body, and there was no longer any overlapping shadow.

Behind him, there was a light group of virtual origin floating. In front of him, the soul of the Immortal Emperor was wrapped and refined by the fire of his soul. There was silence in the secret room.

Only the sound of Wang Lin's slightly rapid breathing slowly swirled around.

"Treading the road to the sky, the Tao of emptiness, immortal soul, all living beings worship..." Walking to the nine bridges in the sky, I only walked through three bridges, and stopped at the fourth bridge..." Wang Lin took a deep breath, looked up, and saw in his eyes The confusion gradually dissipated and was replaced by determination.

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