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Chapter 258 In your heart
At the foot of Qingxia Mountain, in Linyou City, flooded houses and farmland are scattered across the stones and mud.

A young man walked by holding a sword, followed by an elder dressed as an immortal.

"Why are you following me?" the young man asked, his eyes shining with sadness and pain.

This pain is particularly heart-wrenching on the face of a ten-year-old boy.

"I'm here to find the person who can prevent Qian Fangtian from appearing."

The speaker sighed back.He knew that now everyone could see that he had changed, that he and the mediator had merged into one perfect person.

He followed the young man to Qingxia Mountain and met the 21 sects of the Seventeen Sects, as well as the ghost master Wuqing.

He followed the young man back to Linyou City.

"What is Qianfangtian?"

the boy asked.

"You will know what it is." Tan Hui replied leisurely.

"I don't want to know. Some people say that all this is the mortal world that I see. You also say that it is thousands of square feet. I guess it is the same thing."

"In fact, no one can tell clearly what Qianfangtian looks like. It is not something that can be explained clearly."

The young man did not smile, but the sadness in his eyes gradually faded and became clear and transparent. He raised his sword and faced the sigh coming from the stars.

"Then why do you think I am the one who can stop Qian Fangtian?"

Sigh Hui neither dodges nor is afraid, the sword energy is rising, it can pierce his body in an instant, making it difficult for him to gather together.

Of course he also knew where this extremely clear sword energy came from.

This is a thing from heaven. It turns out that he followed this young man precisely because of the invisible sound emitted by this sword.

"This is not a sword. It's not supposed to be used to kill people."

"Kill..." the boy repeated.

"Even if it's to save someone, you shouldn't kill someone." He sighed and added.

The nine-wheel flute is already in hand.

Words from other worlds are like demonic barriers, which only make strong men raise troops to conquer.

How can the common people find peace if they resort to military violence without a name?
This is the consequence of the chaos in the four realms. Even the heavens cannot avoid the chaos in the mortal world, and the people are in trouble.

"I found you probably because of the invisible Xiyin. I think you can also comprehend the affairs of the four realms. If you can lift this sword, you are definitely not a mortal body. You must have connections with the four realms. .Whether Qianfangtian will fight to the end with his obsession in this chaos depends on how people like you act.

However, I vaguely feel that you are not the only one in the world who carries the invisible sound of Xi. No, this is not accurate. It should be said that the invisible Xiyin is still elsewhere, but I have not noticed it yet.If there are two destined people, maybe things are more complicated than I thought, maybe... there is another possibility. Thousands of worlds are changing rapidly, and the only constant is change itself. "

"I seem to understand what you are saying, but if there is nothing important, please don't follow me."

The young man was indifferent and put down the sword in his hand.His eyes didn't relax at all.

Anyone who knew him might not recognize this face, which became paler and almost transparent.

"What I said today may be said to you again by other cultivators in the future. It may be the same as what I said, or it may be different. It all depends on your heart. You don't have to believe me completely, and you don't have to deny it. Everything is this. It is destined in the universe.

Practitioners practice hard day and night to understand why thousands of worlds appear and what the meaning of thousands of square days is.Every practitioner has tried their best, but there is still no answer that everyone believes in. "

"The way of heaven is based on nature. Why do you have to understand it?"

Sighing back, he was surprised by what the young man said. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened up, as if he could see the endless sky in one breath.

He had never seen Wuya Fangtian's appearance, but in an instant he understood that it was the shadow of Wuya Fangtian.How could it be that this place, which was inaccessible even in the Karmic Hall of Heaven, actually opened a path of light for him in this mortal world.

how so?His cultivation base is obviously less than half a tree, and his work in the Karma Hall is obviously just copying life records.

He is just a pen that records past and present lives.

He came down to the mortal world simply because no one wanted to come first, and no one had any need to come first.Other cultivators are not as nervous as him at all. It is just a little dark cloud and low pressure, it is just lightning and thunder, even if it is really thousands of squares in the sky, it is just the natural way of heaven and has its own reason.

Perhaps it is because I have seen too many mortal intermediary lives in the Hall of Karma, a short but hard-working life.

In just a few decades, but with the world in mind, he fought on the battlefield and was indomitable.

Working hard to nurture future generations.

Although there were also a lot of greedy people, intriguers, and even treacherous people among them, their vigorous desire for survival still moved him occasionally.

Maybe it's because of insufficient cultivation.

Tan Hui doesn't hate the way he is now. Even if he can't understand Wuya Fangtian, he doesn't care to continue to copy several stories of life in the world.

The mountains are high and the water is clear. Dreams of life and dreams of death are endless. It is hard to get close.The curtains are on the merchant side, and as soon as the boat passes by, the clouds, waves, wind and frost are revealed.

The young man continued to walk forward, his figure getting fainter and fainter, almost blending into the picture with everything around him.

"I would like to have a trick or two with you, but you still have something to do today, and so do I."

Sigh back to the transmission channel.

"I have something very important, more important than anyone else in the world."

Tan Hui didn't know what the young man was talking about. There were no important or unimportant things for a cultivator.

I am afraid that the Three Demon Emperors will not care about what is important and what is not.

Who is more important than whom.

They are also cultivators in the heaven. In the eyes of the cultivators in the heaven, all things are the same as all things. It can be said that they are equal and without difference. It can also be said that they have learned to treat everyone equally.

When the young man said that there was something important, he sighed and smiled, feeling a sense of warmth in his heart.

This feeling was unfamiliar to him, but it made his light body feel a little heavier.It seems that it is no longer easy to travel through the clouds of travel.

Is it the weight of the mediator?He has never felt it before. Maybe he once knew what this weight meant, but it has been too long, and he can no longer remember the time in the heaven, because remembering the changes of time and the sun and the moon is a mistake that practitioners should not make.

If he still cares about the changes of the sun, moon and stars, he will simply not be able to stay in the heaven and comprehend all things.

But at this moment, Tan Hui stood there, surrounded by the dilapidated village.

A black jar rolled to his side with a red cloth tied on top.

He sighed and picked up the jar, but forgot to glance at the direction the boy was leaving.

"Please come here once in a while and taste the delicious food in this world."

I don't know if the boy's voice is coming or if it has stayed by Tanhui's side before.

Xingyi goes away, and the clear sound lingers.

Sighing and looking up, the drink slowly flowed.

(End of this chapter)