Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 581 Magical!

The brilliance of the rising sun reflected the boundless world into a golden red color. The sun was very warm, but it was still no match for the desolation of this world.

The boy appeared on the top of the same mountain again, looking at the same direction.

The mountain is full of peach blossom trees. Under the sun, the mountain is full of pink, and the vigorous wind blows by, and the sky is full of petals.

The boy was alone, sitting on the edge of the cliff, his handsome face was still a little immature, and he looked at the easternmost direction of the land through the fluttering petals without blinking.

Close to the place where the sun rises, there is a sky-reaching tornado that lasts all year round, and the land around the tornado is a desert.

I heard from the elders in the clan that the tornado was formed from Chaos Mountain at the beginning, and it is extremely miraculous. It contains the most profound secrets between heaven and earth, but no one can get in. Many people were buried in the tornado, including my own parents.

I heard that once, my parents went hunting with the people in the clan, and they encountered extremely powerful monsters. The monsters chased and killed the clansmen. They chased again, but the exhausted people were captured by the powerful suction of the tornado and could not escape until they were sucked into the gray tornado and turned into fly ash.

The young man had never met his parents, but he didn't feel any sadness when he heard what his tribe said. He was just curious about this tornado. This is the most profound place in the world. I don't know what's in it?
Therefore, every morning, he climbed to the top of the mountain where the peach blossom forest was located to look at the tornado, and wanted to study what was inside.

The tribe said that this is a world full of miracles, and there are unknown miracles everywhere. As long as you pay attention, you can see miracles.

"It would be great if there were such beautiful peach blossom trees growing in it." Looking at the peach blossom forest behind him, the young man murmured, "And this desert, if it is also full of peach blossom trees From here, the scenery must be beautiful.”

"Little baby, what are you thinking?" Suddenly, a kind voice came.

The young man was startled, looked back, and saw a brilliance in the sky above a peach blossom tree, a hazy brilliance, very beautiful like a condensed rainbow, with a faint human figure inside.

"Are you a god?" The boy blinked, not surprised, in this magical world, gods are everywhere.

The people in the light group seem to be nodding, their voices are still kind, "That's right, can you tell me what you're thinking?"

"Uh, I'm wondering what's inside that tornado. I want to go in and have a look. Also, if this barren land is covered with peach blossom trees like this, it will look even better when the sun rises." The boy turned his head and continued to look at it. Looking at the tornado, he spoke very seriously.

"Hehehe." The old man in the light group stroked his beard and laughed, "Little baby, are you still interested in that tornado? Do you know what it is?"

"Of course I know, that's the most mysterious and sacred place in the world." The young man said without looking back, "That's why I'm interested in it, aren't you interested?"

"Hehehehe," the old man smiled again, and also glanced at the tornado, "I don't have your guts, and I dare not be interested in that place. Have you ever heard of Pan Gu, Patriarch Hongjun?"

"Hmm." The young man turned his head and looked at the ball of light suspiciously, feeling that the god's words were naive, who didn't know about Pan Gu and Hongjun Patriarch.

"That tornado is the place where Pan Gu and Patriarch Hongjun were born." The old man said again.

"Wow..." The young man stared and sighed, "No wonder it is the most magical place in the world."

"Hehehehe," the old man laughed again, "Some miracles are about fate. People who have no fate can't understand the mystery after exhausting everything. Well, these are for you. There is a set of exercises in it, and the rest is Some of the best principles in the world may be able to help you."

Two green jade slips floated out of the void in front of the young man.

Looking at the two pieces of jade slips, the boy's eyes that seemed to penetrate all essences flickered, and he tilted his head and asked, "Why did you give it to me? It seems that we have only met for the first time, and I don't seem to have done anything for you." .”

"Huh! How can you say that?" The old man frowned, "You have done a lot for me. Do you know that you are also amazing, you are the first one I have ever seen who dared to be interested in that tornado, and wanted to know what's inside the tornado. What kind of little doll is it?"

The boy blinked in confusion again, is this considered magical?

"I'm leaving, I hope you can solve all the confusion in your heart. Uh, there are still a few little dolls to be converted, and the human race is about to be revived, so I need to recruit a few more apprentices to strengthen my Western religion."

After saying something to the young man again, the ball of light floated away, muttering to himself while floating.

Seeing the light group going away, the young man shrugged his shoulders, feeling that the god was a little nervous, took the two jade slips away, and continued to sit on the soft ground to study the tornado from all aspects.

A few years later, the boy grew up, dressed in white, with long hair, and a handsome face with spirituality, especially the sharp and deep eyes, which always made people feel that there was nowhere to hide, so in the tribe, he did not A few friends, everyone always feels that when they are with him, they seem to be transparent.

The boy still goes up the mountain every day to watch the tornado, and he has formed a habit.

On this day, when he was walking down the mountain, he saw a woman lying at the foot of the mountain, seemingly unconscious.

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was stunned for a moment. He had never seen such a beautiful woman, exuding a strong charm, a very rough, strong but indescribable aura.

The woman was plump and enchanting. Although her face was pale, it did not affect her beauty and allure.

The young man was a little lost, and he was stunned for a long time before he realized that it was time to see if the woman was alive or dead.

The woman was still alive, but suffered a serious injury. She was very pitiful, and begged the young man to help her, and promised to give her body, but the young man was blushing.

There are also girls in his tribe, and there are also married men and women, but they seem to be just for the purpose of carrying on the family line, which is nothing new. It can be seen that the young man has a different feeling when he sees this woman.

The woman said that she wanted to be with him for life and life, and the young man's heart skipped a beat, and he lost all interest in studying that tornado.

He hid the woman in the tribe in the middle of the night without telling the truth to the tribe. In order to heal the woman, he went around every day to find the medicinal materials described by the woman, and even stole the medicinal materials from the patriarch.

But the young man doesn't feel tired, but has endless strength. When he comes back every day, seeing a beautiful woman smiling at him, or snuggling directly on his shoulder, he feels a sense of happiness spinning around.

When I was young, I also heard many legendary love stories, saying that it was the most beautiful thing in the world, just like the tornado is the most sacred thing in the world.

The boy feels that he has the most beautiful thing now.

But then one day, everything changed suddenly.

A group of burly and powerful witches found the tribe and threatened to take the woman away.

"She's mine, so she won't go with you." Standing in front of the woman, facing a group of tall Wu clan powerhouses, the boy said bravely.

"Hehehehe." The woman behind her laughed, and the branches of her laughter trembled wildly, and the laughing boy trembled.

Then, the boy felt the woman's cold hand pushing him away.

"Silly boy, you can wake up from your daydreams. Do you know who I am? My real name is Shentu, and I am the great witch of the witch clan. Even you little ant-human tribe deserves to say that I belong to you? It is an honor that you will not be able to cultivate in three lifetimes." Looking down at the young man, the beautiful woman said with a smile.

Looking at the completely opposite eyes from the past, the boy felt like his world was spinning again. The mocking eyes were like ice skates. The boy's heart froze in an instant, and he could even hear the sound of clicking.

The boy froze in place.

"What? You've been with this brat for so long? What have you been doing?" A burly Wu tribe man roared angrily, then waved his hand lightly, and the boy flew far away. Fortunately, he was picked up by a patriarch with some cultivation down.

The Wu tribe man was even more angry, saying that he wanted to kill the entire tribe, the patriarch and the Yiying tribe knelt down and kowtowed to plead for mercy, the man laughed, and led the people away without pursuing the matter.

The boy was expelled from the tribe.

After sitting quietly in the peach blossom forest for three days, the boy got up and walked towards the tornado that reached the sky.

It was still the same sky, the same sunshine, and the same pink petals fluttering all over the sky, but the young man suddenly felt that everything was meaningless.

He hadn't had a drop of water for several days, his face was haggard, his clothes were ragged, and his long hair was disheveled.

Walking like this, the whole world is distorted in the eyes of the godless, becoming so unreal, becoming so terrifying, making people seem to escape.

For the first time, he had the courage to approach the tornado, and he even longed for the feeling of being turned into ashes, the feeling of not feeling anything. He needed this, because he was so uncomfortable now, and he needed to stop all thoughts.

Finally, he saw the tornado pillar, without any hesitation, he walked over.

I closed my eyes and walked in. I could feel the terrifying whistling sound of wind and sand swirling in my ears, but I couldn't feel any pain. Didn't I say that this tornado can tear everything apart?

So he opened his eyes again, and everything in front of him made him believe in magic again.

The whistling and whirling tornado, the tornado spread for hundreds of miles, the gray-white sand flow like a flood actually opened a passage automatically, without a trace of wind, and even a very gentle thing spread invisibly in it, at the end of the passage, there was a dazzling The light curtain, can't see what's on the other side of the light curtain.

(End of this chapter)