If you stretch the time to many years later, you will definitely feel that everything in front of you reveals the desolate ancient yellow. For Huo Jie, everything is related to the origin and decline of everything, and all the futility of being burdened and wandering is connected with what he sees and feels, and he can no longer be cut off.

It is destined to be so in a hurry. It is hard to do it, but it seems stupid but it is actually the highest level of reason.

What Huo Jie didn't know at this moment was what he was going to face with his burning life for the endless years to interpret and remember.

We know Huo Jiedao.

Knowing is more than knowing. When I face you, looking at your face, and talking to you in a constant state, I feel so bored! Just like that old parchment roll, if I take a look at it, I will be unable to control my stomach vomiting. The old man said nervously and excitedly.

It was the first time we met, the first time you looked at my face, and the first time we talked, how could we give you this impression?

This may be the case for you, but for me, you won’t understand it even if you say it. The old man waved his hand indifferently: The water here is very deep, young man, the still water flows deep is history, the clouds are turbulent and turbulent is fate, and you don’t need to deliberately seek knowledge at the moment. When the time comes, you will find that what you are pursuing will be easy to enlighten. Sometimes, passing every moment of the present into a necessary step for every ritual, slutty, and not asking the answers to those hidden knives is a kind of protection for yourself.

Huo Jie didn't understand why the old man's tone suddenly felt a little sad, just as he didn't understand why the old man could appear in this image and say strange words, full of abrupt and unexpected. But what he understood was that life is not just the dusk and melancholy that come day and night, but life is also the dawn and hope of the moon falling and crows crying.

Looking up at the tall bell and drum tower in front of him, Huo Jie's heart seemed to be shrouded by the huge shadow cast. Tao Ran was so calm that he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Tonight, the stars were very bright, and the flashes of the girl's emotional autumn waves were shining with the white of the falling sun. With the soft and cold light, Huo Jie carefully climbed up. As soon as he landed, Huo Jie found that the old man had changed his sloppy image yesterday, sat upright with his eyes closed, his beard was floating, his hair was shaking, his clothes were dignified, and his face was solemn, and he sat cross-legged at the top of the bell and drum tower.

Huo Jie looked surprised, this surprise came from the old man's change. It was precisely because of this surprise that Huo Jie smelled an unusual smell. This made him look carefully at the old man again.

Despite the blurry night, Huo Jie still noticed that the old man was wearing warm clothes. He was wearing an orange gilded robe and orange-red cloud-patterned jewelry. Even the belt tied on his forehead was difficult to escape.

What made Huo Jie most memorable was that on the robe, floating patterns with liquid metal texture spread the robe, and from beginning to end, it seemed to tell a mysterious and secretive expression.

When he fully confirmed that the old man in front of him was indeed the person he saw yesterday rather than other impersonators, Huo Jie's unbelievable feeling gradually faded. Faced with the earth-shaking changes in the old man's image, Huo Jie's uneasiness became even stronger.

There is no need to be surprised by the young man. The old man's tone seems to sigh no matter how he hears: there are two opposing faces in everyone, who depend on each other but are also moving like a businessman. As for the transformation between the two, some are confined to the shackles of the world, while others are adapted to the needs of the same kind, and the general path is different, right?

Don't talk about the topic so deeply. If we don't understand each other, we can't talk about trust. Therefore, I can't be a listener or express my own small opinions calmly. Who are you

The ferryman. The old man pondered for a moment, but he wanted to speak for a few times but seemed to be considering the more appropriate words. You are now standing at the ferryman of time, and I am the ferryman of your soul and body.

My life needs you to sublimate

Otherwise?

Huo Jie was a little angry, but he still maintained basic politeness: I only decide my life myself, and I have never been controlled by others. I was not before, and I will do the same in the future!

The old man suddenly opened his eyes. For a moment, Huo Jie swears that he had never read it wrong, even if it was blocked by night. What he saw from those old eyes was not yellow and chaos, but extremely clear, just like an uninformed boy looking at the tall and beautiful bird with his strong love.

Huo Jie seemed to see what he looked like when he was fifteen years old. He often looked at a wandering cloud in the sky with his tender face full of yearning for the distance. He often held a slight stroke in his hand to use colorful colors to describe the fragrance in his heart. He still remembered that the pear blossom rain in front of the hall would stick to the foot of the ink marks before the drying of the ink marks, and the breeze would penetrate the hall to lift the edge of the paperweight that was not working. At that time, the days were as dull as water, and time was truly delicious, and I forgot about the world.

Come on, kid, welcome your destiny with boldness.

It seemed like it was natural to come together. All things were good and followed the creation. The old man slowly blew the void in his palm, and a brilliant rainbow light flashed in front of Huo Jie's eyes. At the same time, the night sky was filled with stars, competing for glory, countless white rainbows gathered, outlining the mountains, rivers and rivers. In the sky, it was like day, and the vast grasslands, mountains, rivers, and thousands of miles of stretches, all falling into a dream-like state. The embroidered woman in the palace, the wild man sleeping on the top of the cottage, the students who read at night, and the wizard who shook his head, raised her head neatly and looked up at the beautiful secrets of heaven.

Huo Jie seemed to be empty and his eyes were filled with mist, standing still in place.

The old man looked up at the sky, looked at the shocking strange phenomena of the world, and a trace of old smile appeared on his face. He could only hear him murmuring: Come on, the son of the star, wearing the light of stars, to spread his warmth to the earth. From then on, you are no longer a scholar who has been experiencing the scriptures, but also a warrior, shouldering responsibility and glory, breaking through the waves, completing his lifelong mission, and waiting for the next reincarnation!

As he said that, the old man smiled self-deprecatingly, and then his handprints danced, a steady and peaceful, vast and majestic force filled the surroundings. A colorful disk condensed by light appeared at the feet of the two of them. The mysterious patterns seemed to be the most profound truth of the universe, responding to the round spirit and connecting Wuji.

Young man, we will see each other again. The old man looked at Huo Jie deeply, and his hands were immediately placed on the sky, his silver hair was windless, and the light of the sky suddenly shone again, shining in his mind.

The body slowly dissipated, but the old man's eyes were calm as if he was doing something ordinary. How incredible to ordinary people, but for the old man, life and death seem to be apart forever, he will eventually know each other at the other end of the darkness!

Huo Jie stood there in a daze, his thoughts as if frozen, and he was completely in the most natural and peaceful state. When the old man completely dissipated in the air, the disc ran through the sky and completely absorbed the glory of the sky. Emperor Yu was shocked. When the people of the mainland were still immersed in shock, the sky suddenly returned to calm. The breath of a few moments left only the illusion of being in an illusion.

Huo Jie's whole body was shocked and he collapsed to the ground in depressed state.
Chapter completed!