Destiny Immortal Way

"Have you heard? This is the person our elders found in the black coffin. He is actually a waste of cultivation. He is also worthy to come to our Five Great Sword Sects with Senior Sister Zi Yan and the others. It really insults their reputation!"

A black and fat little Taoist priest pointed disdainfully at a young man who was meditating in the distance, and his words were full of disdain.

The young man turned a deaf ear to this and just meditated silently. He was none other than Lin Xiao. After the fat black Taoist priest left, he slowly opened his eyes and said with a hint of hesitation on his face: "Five people, which one?" who is it?"

Back then at the sanctuary altar, the Eastern Emperor just killed the human emperor's clone because of a misjudgment, but this caused a catastrophe. After forcing the black coffin into the domain gate, he went to cross the catastrophe alone, life and death Uncertain.

Due to the lack of a strong man like the Eastern Emperor to control the black coffin, they wandered in the universe for a while, and spent a year, their cultivation bases were completely wiped out by the unknown power in the universe.

A few days before entering Jienanxing, Lin Xiao and the others had even reached the point where they ran out of fuel. In order to prevent Mr. Qin from having an accident, he forcibly took him into the Qiankun Pagoda.

The members of the Five Great Sword Sects, after opening the black coffin, discovered that these people who had lost their cultivation bases were accepted as disciples in name, but they were actually observing them. After all, crossing the void is something that even sages cannot do Easy to do.

But what the five great sword sects didn't expect was that it took only a month for these heroes of the earth to reveal their astonishing talent for cultivation, which made the five great sword sects hesitate for a while. Selflessly imparting the mysteries of their respective sects.

Of course, with the rise of Fairy Ziyan, Monk Jianren, and Xia Yuan, Lin Xiao is also famous. He is also the arrogance of a region, but he has never improved at all, and he is even regarded as a hero by the Dao Sword Sect where he belongs. It's trash.

Now these former friends of mine have chosen to retreat one after another, wanting to have enough strength to protect themselves in this strange land, without the dreaded Daojian sect members, naturally they don't have a good face towards Lin Xiao, a waste.

"The aura here is very strong, but why can't I cultivate?"

Lin Xiao asked suspiciously, the strength of his physical body was still there, but his perception and the stele disappeared from his body, as if he had degenerated into an ordinary person again.

It has been three months since they came to this world, and they already have a lot of understanding. Although the five major sword sects belong to the same sect, their views on each other are extremely strict. The key to the identity of the five.

As the sun set, Lin Xiao strolled towards a lake in the distance. The lake was blue, like a sapphire inlaid on the ground.

He naturally understands the principle of haste without speed. In three months, his cultivation base has not recovered, but he has lost the initial sense of crampedness and has been able to adapt.

On Lin Xiao's right hand, the Hunyuan Bell has no luster, just like an ordinary bell, hanging there quietly. At that time, for safety considerations, he put the storage bag into the Hunyuan Bell on his wrist. Now With no cultivation base on his body, even the Hunyuan bell has become a decoration, which cannot be opened at all, which makes him worry about the safety of Mr. Qin.

But he is also very clear that if Mr. Qin is exposed at this time, not only is he in danger, I am afraid that everyone will not have a good result. The fact that they came from the earth cannot be leaked, otherwise I am afraid that they will undergo the soul-searching Pain.

In three months, it is not enough to forget the incident of the black coffin hitting the Yingtian Pavilion, so many people are still paying attention to them secretly. Even if Lin Xiao was determined to have no cultivation, he was still kept down.

Of course, many monks speculated that they might come from other planets, or from their main star, Gouchen, but these are just speculations, and it is difficult to draw conclusions for a while.

"jingle!"

At this moment, there was a burst of piano sound from the lake not far away. The playing was not superb, but it could make people feel the sadness of the player from the bottom of their hearts.

An old man in a purple robe with gray hair, facing the lake, with his back to Lin Xiao, was playing the piano intently.

It was a very ordinary qin. Even though he had lost all his cultivation, Lin Xiao could still see that it was a qin made of sycamore wood and the strings of animal tendons. Luxurious, but a bit shabby.

The surface of the piano has turned yellow, obviously it has been used for a long time, but the tone in it is more soul-stirring, as if there is a beautiful woman humming softly in the ear.

Lin Xiao had no intention of stepping forward to disturb him. He stood quietly in the distance and listened to the piano silently. This was a way to pass the time while he was practicing. anxiety.

Under the strong wind and waves, Lin Xiao had already been honored and humiliated, but it was also because of his magnanimity that the disciples were very dissatisfied. In their thinking, Lin Xiao was a waste, and they should be envious and jealous when they saw them, but they Never see.

"When sentient beings step into the journey of immortality, there will be a fog in front of them, too much thinking, too much pain, this is a kind of suffering that can't be asked for, the pain that was once, but it can't be made up for hard work, this is the destiny bestowed by God suffering!"

In the setting sun, the wind wailed in the sad song, and the birds stopped, as if they felt the player's heart, realized the sadness, and felt the sadness of the fairy road.

Lin Xiao was also deeply moved, and hummed softly. He heard this song for the first time, but he had the illusion of empathy, especially this song was not about painless groaning, it expressed countless The heart of a monk.

"This senior's experience must be soul-stirring, otherwise he would not be able to play such a movement, but the sadness in this piano, compared to what I heard in Qinling, is a bit petty!"

Lin Xiao whispered, and couldn't help but think of those two piano sounds that saved him.

If you have to compare the two, one is magnificent and heroic, while the other is sad and self-pitying, and Lin Xiao naturally likes the Qinling's piano sound more, the old man's piano sound, in his In the eyes, it looks like something played by a woman.

In the end, the sound of the piano came to an end, but the music echoed in the sky, making people cry.

"Little friend, how about a glass of wine?"

At this moment, the old man turned his head back with a smile on his face, his face was covered with wrinkles, his eyes were cloudy, he casually threw a pot of wine to Lin Xiao, but he drank it in a big gulp. Then he let out a loud laugh that looked up to the sky, but it was full of vicissitudes.

"Thank you senior!"

Lin Xiao is not stupid. To be able to play the piano here, the identity of the other party must be not simple. At this moment, he bowed respectfully, and imitated the other party's appearance, and poured the drink into his mouth without any scruples.

Spicy, a throat tearing pain, spreading rapidly, but when the wine entered the stomach, it immediately turned into a wisp of nectar, moistening Lin Xiao's already scarred dantian, but unfortunately it was just a drop in the bucket .

This is the second time for Lin Xiao to drink alcohol, the first time was with Sirius. At that time, he drank the wine of Sirius. It gave him the feeling that it was a kind of water. He knew that the wine was spicy, but in his heart Too bitter, so the taste of the wine is extremely light.

Now that the world has changed, Lin Xiao has encountered ups and downs again, and his mentality has become flat, so everything has become a kind of memory. When he tastes the wine again, it has a different taste. This kind of spiciness makes him feel warm. Feel.

This is a kind of growth of Lin Xiao, a kind of accumulation after experiencing suffering. This is a stage that life must go through.

"You have injuries on your body. This kind of injury was not caused in a short time, but because your kung fu is too violent. In the past few days, the old man feels that you are destined. This is an ancient scripture. You can go and read it. , although it cannot heal your injury, it can pass the time for you!"

The old man looked at Lin Xiao with a smile on his face, and casually threw a manuscript book to Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao was slightly taken aback, but without the slightest hesitation, he took the ancient scriptures in his hands. He is not stupid. Now monks are using jade slips. Although he does not know the identity of the old man, he will not use it in a desperate way. Books, this must have been copied by the other party specially for him.

"Thank you for the ancient scriptures of the seniors, the juniors must study them well!"

Lin Xiao is not the kind of ungrateful person. When he took the book, he slowly bowed to the other party. After all, with the other party's cultivation level, he was willing to copy the scriptures for himself. This kind of affection is worthy of his gratitude.

"There is no difference between being born in the fairyland, but too many people would rather choose the fairyland than the ordinary, but they don't know that the ordinary is precious, and your current injury has given you the opportunity to become a mortal. Once you get something, you will definitely benefit a lot in the future!"

The old man opened his mouth kindly, stretched out his hand to stroke the surface of the piano slowly, his eyes were full of love and affection.

"I just heard the sound of the piano played by the senior. I don't know what the name is?"

Lin Xiao spoke respectfully. As a monk, the other party is so interested in mortal affairs. It is conceivable that this must be the reason for the other party's grief.

"Destiny Immortal Journey!"

The old man opened his mouth lightly, and the cloudy eyes revealed the light of memories. Seeing Lin Xiao's hesitant eyes, he smiled and said: "You cultivate the Tao, but this Tao is given to you by heaven, and the Tao you cultivate can walk How far is given to you by fate, this is destiny!"

"Forehead?"

Lin Xiao was stunned. It can be said that this was the first time he heard such a weird conclusion. If other monks heard it, they would definitely say that the old man was talking nonsense, but Lin Xiao is a man of destiny. The matter was told to him by the master of Tianji sect, so when the old man said the word "destiny", his body trembled.

"All sentient beings think that they can seek what they want after they set foot on the fairy road, but they don't know that this is what the destiny wants most. When you discover this truth, you will be painful and numb, but no matter what Either way, you are doomed to choose, and choosing means losing!"

The old man spoke helplessly. Seeing Lin Xiao's thoughtful expression, he shook his head sadly and said, "Young man, you may feel that your situation is worrying now, but as you go farther, you will find that it turns out that You are the real one at this moment!"

While speaking, the old man left Lin Xiao alone, standing alone by the lake, and staggered out towards the distance. At this moment, the old man didn't have the slightest magic power, but he had a kind of power that turned decay into magic.