Invincibility starts from awakening

Chapter 615: Memories of Purple Bamboo
"I have no intention of disturbing this place, I just want to go in and find an answer, and I hope I won't embarrass it."

At this moment, Lin Tian said suddenly.

His voice seemed to have a special magic power, conveying his meaning to every corner of the bamboo forest.

As if feeling Lin Tian's sincerity, the green bamboo swaying in the bamboo forest also gradually stopped.

Not long after, all the way, separated from Lin Tian.

This time, it was no longer Lin Tian who broke through by himself, but the bamboos in front of him, which seemed to be psychic, got out of the way by himself.

They seemed to agree with Lin Tian to go in.

And Lin Tian was not afraid of any traps in this weird bamboo forest, so he just walked in.

Not long after, he saw a special purple bamboo. The purple bamboo was not too thick, nor too tall, and its branches and leaves were not too long, but it covered one side, and this side was exactly what Lin Tian sensed, this bamboo forest core of strength.

Under the protection of this purple bamboo, in that world, there is a thatched hut that has been in disrepair for a long time. There is a stone table and a stone bench in front of the house.

On the table, there is a guqin lying there quietly.

Not far from here, there is also a secluded small pool.

It looks like a good place to clean up.

Lin Tian sighed, and the moment he stepped in, Zizhu started to shake rustlingly.

Moreover, it is getting more and more intense.

The surrounding energy also began to riot, converging towards this side, and even the aura of the entire secret realm was running wild.

Everyone was taken aback, and then looked towards the sky.

"Could it be that guy, won't he get some good treasure?" Seeing this scene, Gu Siyuan's eyes flickered.

Tang Qiubai and the others were also surprised.

Then he climbed up even harder.

Lin Tian stood in front of the purple bamboo, at first he thought that this guy was going to do something to him, and deliberately led him in, but then he found that this purple bamboo didn't seem to be hostile to him.

Moreover, there seemed to be a hint of... excitement?
Zizhu shook violently, seemed to be happy, cheered, danced, and the terrifying energy fluctuations around it, just like its excited emotions, could not control itself for a long time.

After a while, a bamboo branch extended and slowly landed on Lin Tian, ​​rubbing against his face, as if very intimate.

This made Lin Tian's face stiffen.

But he quickly understood, could it be that this purple bamboo also knows himself?
"Do you know who I am?"

Lin Tian looked at the purple bamboo in front of him and asked suddenly.

Hearing Lin Tian's words, Zizhu seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand, a bamboo branch touched Lin Tian's eyebrows.

And Lin Tian didn't resist, he didn't feel the malice of this purple bamboo, so he still went for him.

The moment the bamboo branch touched his forehead, a memory rushed into Lin Tian's mind.

It was a spring rainy season.

A young man in white clothes, an old god, was sitting at the stone table making tea and listening to music. A disheveled young man was digging the soil hard in front of him, and buried a bamboo branch in it.

And not far away, there is a gentle and charming woman, sitting on the ground, watching this scene with a smile, and playing the strings in her hand.

The melodious tune seems to be able to calm people down at once.

Time flies fast.

Teenagers are also growing up.

From practicing here every day in the past, to only coming back once in the next few months, and sometimes even returning with injuries.

But the young man in white remained indifferent to this.

Every day I'm not listening to the girl playing the piano, or making tea and drinking. The days are extremely boring. When I am interested, I will water the bamboo branches that the boy planted back then.

The young man is getting older and stronger, and his strength is also getting stronger and stronger, but every time he is in front of that white-clothed youth, he is still a simple and honest child.

And this young man has never changed in the slightest because of the passage of time, and the years have left no traces on him.

Time passed quickly again.

This day is another rainy day.

The former boy came back again, but this time, he fell out of the void, covered in blood, dying.

But this time, the young man in white who only liked to listen to the music and seemed indifferent to everything finally became complexioned.

On that day, the color of the world changed, and the entire sky, like the mood of the young man in white, became gloomy.

Even if it is only in memory, Lin Tian can feel the horror at that time.

And the young man in white didn't say much, just took a step across the air, and then disappeared into the bamboo forest.

Not long after, he returned to the bamboo forest again, but there was something extra in his hand, which was a golden wing.

The young man in white casually threw it in front of the 'boy' who was recovering from his wounds, and then said lightly, "Baked and eaten", before entering the thatched hut.

Time passed again.

The young man who used to sweat in the bamboo forest has finally become a generation of unrivaled powerhouse, invincible between heaven and earth.

But at this moment, the young man in white left.

He walked away quietly without saying hello to anyone.

Memory also ends here.

Lin Tian stood there with a dazed look on his face. This purple bamboo gave him more memories than the Divine Phoenix Queen, and more than Xiao Hei.

He almost saw the whole life of this purple bamboo.

And the young man who finally became the unrivaled powerhouse, if he did not admit his mistake, should be the founder of the Good Fortune Martial Sect, that legendary figure who is famous for nine days, Good Fortune Martial Emperor.

As for the young man in white who makes tea and listens to music every day...

There was a wry smile on Lin Tian's face, if it wasn't him, who else?
Unexpectedly, he would still be the legendary figure of the Nine Heavens, the teacher of Emperor Wu. This identity really seemed to be getting more and more complicated.

But at this moment, the purple bamboo shook violently again.

A wave of energy swept towards Lin Tian's surroundings, as if waking up something.

In the bamboo forest, there was a little bit of light.

These auras floated in mid-air, and with the waving of the purple bamboo, they gradually flew over and gathered in front of the hut.

Lin Tian looked over.

He could feel that something seemed to be waking up.

"elder brother……"

Suddenly, a voice, which seemed to come through from the endless river of time, drifted out faintly, piercing Lin Tian's heart, making him stiff.

I saw a graceful figure gradually gathering in front of the stone table, and then the spiritual light surged away, and the figure became clearer and clearer.

With a soft and pretty face, and long hair like a waterfall falling freely, she sat on the stone bench blankly, looked up at the sky, and murmured: "Brother, haven't you come back? Why don't you come and see Mu Yu... Don't you like Mu Yu?"

In the bamboo forest, the day turned into night, and the night turned into day again. The girl sat here day after day, looking up at the stars, waiting for the brother she was talking about, and never left.

　It's Calvin, I'll be here first today, good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)