Renegade Immortal

"Interesting! This person's approach is exactly the same as that of Junior Brother Sun Yun! However, Junior Brother Sun Yun persisted for sixty-seven days, but I don't know how many days this Wang Lin can persist!" The kind-faced young man touched He touched his chin and revealed an incomprehensible smile.

His eyes were always calm, but there was a strange flash in them.

The three entrance gates of Tianyun Sect were arranged by Tianyunzi himself. He split the void and took one of them as the place for the three gates.

Only by passing these three levels can one be qualified to become a disciple of the Tianyun Sect. This is an iron-clad rule that cannot be changed by anyone.

At this moment, inside the human barrier, there is a haze like a veil covering the heaven and earth, but deep inside, there is a place like a paradise.

Here, the birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant, the willow trees are shady, and a few sudden barks of dogs do not break the tranquility here. Instead, they seem to awaken a deep sleep, and the sounds of human voices slowly echo.

This paradise is a mountain village. Although there are not many people in the village, they have been close neighbors for generations, and they live in harmony.

The third house in the north of the village is a single house. Although it is simple, it is extremely comfortable. At the door, there are several golden spikes of hairtail grass, which are decorated with a hint of spring. .

In the yard, neat logs of firewood were piled up into a hill. Several round wooden chairs were placed around it. There was a wooden table beside it, with teacups and teapots placed on it.

At this moment, an old man with wrinkles on his face was sitting on a chair, sipping tea.

Although this man had white hair, he did not look old at all. He took a cup of tea, took a sip, and looked up into the house.

There, a weak-headed boy was holding a small carving knife, lowering his head and carving on a piece of red wood.

There was a kind smile in the old man's eyes, and he looked at the boy with an extremely peaceful expression.

After a while,

The boy wrinkled his nose, raised his head and saw the old man's gaze. He immediately ran a few steps to the old man's side and said in a childish voice: "Who are you?"

The old man put down the tea cup, touched the boy's head, and said with a smile: "Whoever you say I am, I am who I am..."

The boy was about to speak when a serious voice came from inside the house: "Huzi, don't pester your grandpa and go carving!"

Following the sound, a middle-aged man opened the curtain of the house and walked out.

The boy did not look back, but sighed, looked deeply at the old man for a moment, turned back to the house, and started carving again, but his eyes showed deep doubts.

The man glared at the boy, came to the old man's side, sat aside, filled the old man's tea, and said, "Dad, I'm going to the mountains tomorrow..."

The old man always looked at the boy kindly. After hearing the middle-aged man's words, he nodded slightly and stopped talking.

"Why are you going to the mountains?" A woman's voice came from outside the gate, and an old woman with white hair walked into the courtyard holding a column of vegetables in her hand.

The middle-aged man stood up quickly, went up to take the vegetable basket, and said: "Mom, I heard Er Niu from the east of the village say that the mountains are not peaceful recently and there are big insects. We are going to find a few people to go up and have a look. If we are lucky, we will give them Dad will make a tiger skin into a coat."

The old woman opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, she glanced at the old man who was always looking at her grandson, sighed, and shook her head silently.

Days passed day by day, and the middle-aged man never came back after leaving...

The old woman longed for her and waited day and night, but what she finally found was a mutilated corpse. In grief, she fainted and never woke up.

From then on, only the grandfather and grandson were left in the courtyard.

The boy has been learning wood carving, and the old man has been watching from the side...

"Have you learned how to carve?" On this day, the old man asked softly.

"Not yet. This carving is too difficult. I can't learn it no matter what..." The boy looked up at the old man calmly and said.

"How many times has this happened?" The old man was silent, and after a while, he sighed softly and said.

The boy raised his head, looked at the old man, and said calmly: "This is the eighty-third time. The next time is not far away."

"Aren't you willing to end it?" the old man sighed.

The boy looked up at the sky. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Why should it end? This life is very good... except that I don't know who you are!"

"There are countless reincarnations. Everything is fixed every time without any changes. You know that everyone will never come back once they leave. You have gone through the same process countless times. Can't you still see it? What are you doing? "The old man picked up the teacup and put it to his lips, but he never moved it.

The boy withdrew his gaze and focused on the wooden sculpture in his hand. After a long time, he whispered softly: "Is it time to end... No..."

In the Tianyun Sect, under the bodhi tree, the kind-faced young man had an extremely serious expression at the moment. He stared at the void in the distance, with a trace of gloom in his eyes.

"It's been eighty-three days... this person is by no means an ordinary person! Back then, Junior Brother Sun Yun was only sixty-seven days old! The three entry levels are said to be a test, but in reality, if you can taste the taste, that's it. What a great opportunity! These three levels can only be experienced once in a person's life. Master Master spent a lot of effort to arrange them! This Wang Lin was able to stay in the first level for eighty-three days... This person... stayed No!"

His face became more and more gloomy, and his eyes flickered uncertainly. After a while, he made a hand seal with his hands, and bursts of colorful rays of light continued to flash in his hands, exuding dazzling colors.

"Future junior brother, let me help you, senior brother!" The man said, moving his hands forward a little, and the colorful rays of light suddenly came out of his hands, and disappeared into nothingness in a flash.

In the human pass, the boy had been lowering his head to carve. Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, and saw a colorful ray of light suddenly appearing from the sky, emitting thousands of rays of light.

This light is extremely domineering, and wherever it shines, it is like a hot iron placed in the snow. The birds singing in this paradise suddenly disappear.

The fragrance of flowers is no longer diffuse.

The houses in the mountain village immediately dissipated and turned into white mist, spreading around, slowly getting lighter and fainter.

One by one, the houses disappeared as the light shone. In the end, only the third house in the north stood alone.

The boy's eyes revealed a trace of strangeness. He stared at the colorful rays of light and swung the carving knife in his hand. A ray of silver light shot out and went straight to the colorful sky.

An earth-shaking sound suddenly came from the sky, a rumble that shook away all the hazy surroundings.

The colorful light, like a candle blown by the wind, immediately became brighter and darker. But immediately, the strange flashes of these seven-colored lights merged with each other, forming a pair of bright eyes in the sky, and fell on the boy as if they had seen through nothingness.

The boy raised his head, his eyes were cold, and he waved his right hand in the air. Immediately, the wooden blocks piled up into a hill in the yard floated one by one. The boy waved his hands quickly, but saw bursts of silver light flash by, and a large number of wood chips fell down. The wooden blocks took shape almost instantly, suddenly turning into houses and statues of village neighbors.

The boy shook his hands violently, and the wood carvings immediately burned on their own, emitting bursts of light. This light was like a burning flame, growing crazily and finally spreading violently around.

I saw that the villagers, houses, birds singing, flower fragrance, etc. that had disappeared before were all restored to their original appearance at this moment, and this place became a paradise again.

"No matter who you are, disappear now!" The boy said calmly. Although his tone was light, there was a monstrous murderous intent!

The eyes in the sky stared at the boy, and after a while, they gradually disappeared.

Under the bodhi tree on Tianyun Sect's peak, the kind-faced young man flashed his eyes at this moment and murmured to himself: "So that's it. This person practices the Tao of Reincarnation. No wonder he can persist in it for eighty-three days." , every day, he is reincarnated, and in this way, he has an extra understanding of reincarnation..."

In the courtyard of Renzhiguan, the old man sighed, stood up, looked at the boy, and said softly: "The eighty-fourth time is about to begin. Do you really want to continue?"

The boy lowered his head and looked at the wood carving in his hand that had not been successfully carved in eighty-three reincarnations. This wood carving was the figure of a woman...

"Go on...this is asking...it is also the true meaning of human relations!"

Inside Tianyun Sect, deep inside.

In the middle of a black altar, Tianyunzi sat cross-legged inside, closing his eyes and meditating. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, with a satisfied smile on his lips, and whispered: "This son is very good!"

Ten days later, in the human pass, in that land of paradise, a person walked out. The first step this person took here, he was still a boy, but with the second step, he turned into a young man. With the third step, his whole body transformed into a boy. Be young!

This young man, with long hair and windless clothes, walked out of the peach garden step by step, wearing white clothes and snow. In his hand, he held a wooden sculpture. This wooden sculpture finally succeeded...

It was a woman, a gentle and beautiful woman who looked like a fairy. Her mouth was filled with a bright smile, and her eyes exuded a happy look...

This young man is Wang Lin!

"With less than a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, how can you ask questions? With less than a thousand years of cultivation, how can you point to the sky and ask questions... This human relationship is so interesting!" Wang Lin's eyes were calm. His whole body looked slightly different from before entering this place. A strange change, but this change was hidden so deeply by him that it was difficult to detect.

It can only be seen that his eyes are clearer than before, like stars in the sky.

Wang Lin took one step forward and disappeared into nothingness, walking out of the human barrier.

"The Earth Pass tests your cultivation. If you are prepared, do you dare to step in!"

"Why don't you dare!" Wang Lin looked up with a smile.