Love 5: I have an immortal view

“Xiaobei…”

The void surged, and suddenly a voice echoed in the young man’s ears.

The young man who was kneeling on the ground and sobbing, his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, couldn’t help trembling and looked in the direction of the sound.

Under the scorching sun, a somewhat ethereal figure was standing not far from them.

The familiar face, the hunched figure, and the navy blue Taoist robe slowly fluttered in the void.

“Teacher? Master?”

The young man rubbed his eyes, completely unable to believe what he saw, but soon, he recovered.

I’m afraid his junior brother did all of this…

But this is not important anymore. The important thing is that he saw their master again.

“You, you are…”

The old Taoist’s eyes turned and looked towards the young man. The next moment, the old Taoist’s body seemed to be a little agitated.

The feeling of this young man was too familiar to him, especially between the brows, there seemed to be an indescribable feeling, as if they had met before, and as if there was a constant connection between them.

“Master, he…is Senior Brother Jingxuan…”

12 Su Bei pinched the Sanqing Jue with his right hand, looked at the old Taoist priest, saw the doubt in his eyes, and then slowly opened his mouth to explain to him.

“Jingxuan? He is Jingxuan?!”

The old Taoist’s voice also became agitated, and his figure flickered, and quickly flew towards the young man.

But when he stretched out his hand to touch the young man, he realized that his body passed through without hindrance at all.

It seems that he is just a phantom at this time, he can see and hear, but he doesn’t have any entity.

Even when he came into contact with the young man, he obviously felt that his body became unstable, as if he would disappear from his sight in the next moment.

“Master…”

The young man knelt in front of the old Taoist priest, looked up at this figure who seemed to be older than he remembered, and there was only a trace of attachment and guilt in his heart.

Like the old Taoist priest, he also wanted to throw himself into the old man’s arms and cry bitterly, but he knew that there was no way for them to contact each other.

Perhaps this is the difference between yin and yang, after all, they are no longer people in the same world.

But at this moment, a butterfly slowly flew over from not far away, and the old Taoist looked towards Su Bei.

However, with the fall of the phosphorescent light, he suddenly discovered that this world has become a little different, everything is as real, and it is no longer as it was just now, there is a kind of desire to repel itfeel the same.

“This……”

“Master, this is the world constructed by my disciples with supernatural powers. Zhuang Zhou’s dream of a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou. Perhaps you can regard it as a dream world.”

Su Bei nodded, and generously admitted that the changes the old Taoist felt were all dreams created by him.

“Xiao Bei, it seems that you are no longer the same as before…”

There was a little relief in the old Taoist’s eyes. Obviously, his disciple was no longer the same as before, just a kid following behind him.

Now he is only five or six years old, but he has obviously reached a level that he has never touched.

Zhuang Zhou’s Dream of Butterfly Butterfly’s Dream of Zhuang Zhou sounds very simple, but it is not something ordinary people can do.

It’s like his current state. He has obviously left this world, but he returned to this world again, and saw the person he has always missed in his heart.

“Master, my junior brother has now become a true Taoist and has reached the realm of a Daoist real person. When I saw him yesterday, I was really shocked…”

Before Su Bei could speak, the young man kneeling on the ground couldn’t help explaining. His voice was filled with gratitude, because it was mixed with an indescribable joy.

Perhaps it was because seeing the old Taoist priest made his mood unknowingly happier.

“Cultivation has come true, Xiao Bei, I never thought you would reach such a state. Master was worried that it would be difficult for you to leave here. That’s good, at least you don’t have to worry about Master anymore.”

The old Taoist was very pleased,

Before his death, he originally wanted to let Su Bei leave, and he was very worried about whether Su Bei would encounter any danger if he left here after his death.

But now it seems that his worries are superfluous.

Cultivating the Tao and becoming a reality, this is no longer a realm that ordinary people can reach, just like this world, he clearly knows that this is a dream constructed by supernatural powers, but he can’t see any flaws.

“Everything will start again, and we will finally meet again…”

But at this moment, Su Bei, who was standing not far away, pinched Sanqing Jue with his right hand and said, and at the same time, his figure quickly submerged into the void.

The old Taoist priest and the young man were taken aback for a moment, but before they could react, they discovered that the entire Taoist temple was changing rapidly as if going back in time.

Even they themselves seemed to gradually become younger, especially the youth, but in the blink of an eye, he turned into a seven or eight-year-old boy.

He was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe like an old Taoist priest.

And the wrinkles on the old Taoist’s face gradually became rarer under the surge of this invisible force, his figure was not so stooped, and the hair on his head also slowly returned to a little blue-black.

The soil outside the original Taoist temple completely disappeared, and the mountain tomb also turned into a sandy land at some point.

There was a purple bamboo forest growing behind the Taoist temple, and it also quietly disappeared out of thin air.

Everything seemed to be back to the same as it was twelve years ago. The entire Taoist temple stood alone in the desert. Only the old Taoist and the young man who turned into Jingxuan stood in the desert, looking at each other with doubts on their faces.

“We…how did we suddenly appear outside the Taoist temple?”

The old Taoist looked puzzled, as if he felt that he had forgotten something very important, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t remember it at all.

“Master, let’s go in first, it’s too hot outside…”

Jingxuan, who looked seven or eight years old, pulled the sleeve of the old Taoist priest. The scorching sun in the sky made him feel very uncomfortable.

“Okay, let’s go back first, don’t let our little Jingxuan suffer from heat stroke…”

The old Taoist smiled, took Jingxuan’s hand directly, turned around and walked back towards the Taoist temple not far away.

It’s just that the two of them didn’t notice that not far from them, a white figure stood there looming and watching them.

Up to now, Su Bei still remembers what the old Taoist said,

“Your senior brother is gone, and as a teacher, I don’t want you to stay here and suffer. From now on, you will be called Su Bei, Fengsha Susu, north of Fulu…”.