The great way is mysterious and eternal life is called immortality.

Life is immortal, and the dream that begins with heaven and earth, countless monks in billions of worlds pursue together.

However, the way of heaven is ruthless, the way of the great way is without trace, time flies, like dreams and smoke, is anyone getting what they want, and is it dreams or time they are chasing? Or when they feel tired, will there be a way back on this road of pursuit...

There is a world of day, night and seasons without sun, moon and stars. The sky is always covered with gray clouds. Strands of light pass through the clouds, which are not bright but form beams of light of varying thickness. The clouds at the edge of the beam seem to be somewhat transparent due to light reasons. Through each slightly blurred gap, you can see the pictures of another world. Those pictures are like fragments, including joy, anger, sorrow, joy, joy, separation, sun rise, moon set, spring, summer, autumn and winter... That is the world of the living.

A low-high hillside is full of the same kind of flowers that are filled with emptiness and strange in silence. The petals are like belts, and the stamens are like silks. Their name is the other shore, and their meaning is secluded. From the whiteness in the distance to the yellowness in the near area to the blood red in front of you, the gorgeous sea of ​​flowers forms a gradual change of color. The wind blows slowly, the flowers sway gently, and the waves rise and fall. The color that connects each line is like a road, from low to high, from high to low, from light to dark, from yang to yin, from birth to death.

A tombstone surrounded by blood red stood coldly and silently, like the most loyal servant guarding a dark temple in the middle. I don’t know how many tombstones there are. Each tombstone is an entrance, representing a different world. They seem to be many at first, but they seem to be very few at first, and every glance is changing, more or less, for generations, who can count them clearly...

Such a quiet environment, such a blurry artistic conception, and such a cold and solemn atmosphere were broken by a sudden loud bang, like a fragile mirror, shattered with a bang.

"Bang!" Half of the door of the palace seemed to be pulled off the door frame by a person. At this moment, because the handle was still firm, the door panel was being held in the right hand by a delicate girl who looked seven or eight years old and wearing a black dress.

"I'm talking to you old men, this door panel is so careless, unlike the last time I touched it, but the door frame is still not strong, so you can't repair it with snacks?" The girl threw the door panel on the ground and smashed a piece of dust.

"You don't clean the house either. There's so much dust, so bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, so dirty!" The girl waved her sleeves and blew away the dust, curled her lips, pinched her waist and stared at the five old men in the hall who were startled and acted differently, frowned and angry.

The old man who was watering flowers on his left was so scared that his hands trembled and the water fell on his crotch. A large area was wet. The old man sitting on the side of the desk not far from him was so scared that he wrote a misunderstanding on his left hand.

The old man who was feeding birds in front of the right was frightened and his hands were put into the cage. The bird pecked hard on his fingers. He was grinning in pain, shook his hands and hissing and pumping the air conditioner.

The old man lying half-lying on the couch drinking wine on his right side, choking the old wine and spraying it out of his nose, coughing so hard that the sky was dark, and even the wine gourd rolled out of the couch to the ground.

Only the old man sitting cross-legged on the jade cushion seemed unaffected, calm and graceful, fairy-like, and a master-like master! In fact, he was using his skills to deduce something, but he was frightened and his meridians twisted, and his true qi rushed directly. With a "bang", a turbid air burst out from under the old man's butt, causing him to fly backwards and smash it into the corner. Even the jade cushion exploded in half.

"Hahaha, Old Man Zhang, how old are you? Why are you still wet with your pants?" The girl pointed at the old man who was wet with a wet crescent smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"And you Old Man Du, are you showing me what a rolling gourd is to me? Haha," the girl lit the wine gourd that rolled to her feet with her toes and trembled with laughter. "But you are not as powerful as the old man of God. Is this the power of the 'sky' magical skill to be mastered to great success? Tsk tsk, it's so amazing, even the cushion made of Xuanyu was shattered, hahahaha..."

The old men who came to their senses were laughing and crying, and looked at each other, with helplessness and embarrassment on each other's faces. Old Man Du got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and looked at the wine gourd under the girl's feet, and his mouth was twitching with pain. The old man who was writing took out a piece of linen from somewhere to wipe the ink marks on his left hand, but after working for a long time, he had to hide his hands in his sleeves.

"Get up, don't pretend to be dead. Do you think it's not embarrassing enough?" The old man who feeds the birds grabbed the swollen fingers, walked to the corner, and kicked it hard on the coma old man's butt, making a muffled "pop". Although the old man of god rose up, he still sluggishly and hummed, not knowing whether it was to cover up the embarrassment or to have really suffered internal injuries.

Only the old man Zhang was still looking at the wet patch on his crotch with a frown and sighing. It was because the Xuanyin Condensation that watered flowers was extremely cherished, and half a scoop was wasted at this moment. Don’t mention the pain. Moreover, the clothes were wet by this thing and the clothes were not steamed at all, and they could not change clothes in front of the girl. But they couldn’t just keep wet like this. This looked so concise. In desperation, he had to use the scoop to block the crotch, but it couldn’t be tightly blocked. His face turned white and turned red, and his expression was even more exciting than performing.

"I've seen the second lady!" Several old men had been rectifying for a long time, and finally got together to bow to the girl. Then the old man who was feeding the birds still clenched his fists with one hand, stepped forward and stood opposite the girl, frowned and looked at her.

"I said, Miss Second, you will tear down one of our doors every time. If you tear down, you will not repair them or compensate them. How old are you? Look at who is so tired of you like you?" The old man said and circled around her again, constantly looking up and down.

"Hey, Old Man Zhou, you just talk. What circle is going on? It's like a donkey pulling a mill, making me dizzy." The girl stomped the wine gourd under her feet and said angrily, and Old Man Du's mouth twitched.

"Here, you are still clenching your fists. Why, do you want to beat me? I'm not afraid of you. Let me tell you that my Shaoyin body is now full. Humph, if you don't accept it, you will fight!" The girl raised her eyebrows proudly and waved her small fist the size of a duck egg, and exposed her two small fangs in her little mouth.

"Well, it's good to have a great success in Shaoyin. Your mother has piled up all kinds of treasures for you for three thousand years. If you don't succeed, how can you see people? But the question is, since you have achieved great success, why didn't I see your condensed soul baby?

I'll take a closer look, huh? The soul locks are all open, your three souls... Why is there one soul missing? Where is your ghost spirit soul?" Old man Zhou was shocked when he saw this, stared at the girl in front of him, and the other old men were also surprised.

"Uh... I'm lost..." The girl's face turned slightly red and she rubbed her nose.

"What? Lost... Lost?" Old Man Zhou almost bit off his tongue, and all the old men were shocked.

"How did you lose it? Where did you lose it? Do your mother know?" Old man Zhou jumped high, his face full of anxiety.

"That... I secretly ran to the mortal world to play. I met a fat old man on an island overseas. I lost on a bet with him..." The girl was dissatisfied and said ungratefully.

"What, mortal world? Fat old man? Losing a bet?" Old man Zhou glared.

"Oh, I said I had sneaked out, how could I tell my mother? Don't ask, anyway, he said he just borrowed my ghost soul to guard the palace for a few years. He also gave me this as collateral and said he would ask me to exchange it back then." The girl pouted and took out a copper coin from her arms and put it in front of Old Man Zhou's eyes.

"You, you'll replace your soul with a broken copper coin? Don't you know that there's something wrong with your ghost soul? How can you...you..." Old man Zhou said sternly, swayed his sleeves, turned around and walked to the door, "I can't make the decision if it doesn't work, I must tell your mother!"

"No..." The girl was anxious when she heard this, and stomped her feet and chased her, but forgot the wine gourd that was still standing on her feet. She moved her true power and made the gourd make a "click" sound. Old Man Du screamed strangely, and his body shook, quickly swung his sleeves and rolled up the gourd. Seeing a tiny crack on the bottom of the gourd, my heart twitched.

"Old man Zhou, wait, don't go to find my mother. Hey, Old man Zhou, Grandpa Zhou, I dare not do it next time, right?" The girl chased after Old man Zhou like a gust of wind, pulled his arm and shook it constantly. Seeing that the old man ignored her, he became coquettish.

But when she shook this, she accidentally dropped the copper coin in her hand. With a crisp "ding" sound, the copper coin fell to the ground and did not fall down, but turned around. With the rotation, a strange sound came out of the hole in the middle of the copper coin and lingered around.

At first, the sound sounded like the croaking of frogs in the pond after the rain in midsummer, and when he listened carefully, he looked like an illusory murmur. When Old Man Zhou heard this sound, he suddenly stopped and turned his ears in surprise.

"This sound...this is..." Several other old men were also thinking.

Old man Zhou turned around and waved his hand, took the copper coin and looked carefully for a long time. He found that half of the copper coin was indeed marked by wear. He moved his heart secretly and turned to look at the little girl and said, "The place you went to is a sea island in Xuanzhou overseas in the mortal world called Conghua Island?"

"Yes, yes, that's the Onion Island." The girl's little head was lit like a woodpecker.

"Hey, Grandpa Zhou, you actually know that ghost place where birds don't poop? Then go and beat me up that annoying fat old man and grab my soul back. I have to condense the soul baby, otherwise my mother will definitely scold me again when she finds out, okay, Grandpa Zhou?" The girl plunged into Old Man Zhou's arms like a lactation swallow returning to her nest and acted desperately.

"Ahem, that, I can't beat him..." Old man Zhou looked embarrassed and picked up the girl and put it aside. He also scratched her delicate pink nose. "I'll solve my own affairs by myself, but since it was borrowed by that person, there should be no problem. I think he will return it to you. This copper coin is a treasure. You can keep it, I will tell you a love for your mother, but next time I dare to sneak out, no one can save you." After that, he threw the copper coin back to the girl.

Isn't this an old copper coin? What kind of treasure is there? I couldn't beat the old man, so I had to steal the soul by him. I think the copper coin was just a little bit of a reason. This week, the old man was so confused that he regarded it as a treasure. But as long as the mother's pass, the rest wouldn't matter. As for the soul, I should put it in his place first, and wait until the lady goes back to order all the troops and then ask him to grab it back. Yes, that's what. The girl had a decisive plan in her mind, and took the copper coin and held it in her arms and didn't look at it.

"Well, let's talk about the serious business. Look, this is what my mother asked me to send to you. Their lives are so hard that they were caught as a coolie just after they got home. Before they could sit on the stool, they were caught as a coolie." The girl curled her lips and threw a bead to Old Man Zhou.

Old man Zhou took the beads, and several other old men came over to check them together.

This is a lilac translucent bead that looks a bit like a turbid crystal facing the light. In the bead, there is a purple-gold ball of light floating around. From time to time, some energy overflowing around the group of light is like smoke and fog, both real and illusory.

"This... whose true spirit is sealed here?" Old Man Zhou tried to use his skills to sense it, and suddenly his expression changed wildly, because the beads in his hand burst out with dazzling purple gold light at this moment, and even a strong countershock was transmitted back, which almost made his cultivation level dispersed, and his soul was a little unstable.

"My mother didn't say this, but I heard her say something about 'The first in the Three Realms'?" The girl tilted her head and thought about it and replied.

"What? It's him! But this... how is this possible? He isn't already..." Several old men looked at each other in horror.

"Oh, I don't care what you might not be. My mother said, let you get him back, but I have to seal his messy skills...uh... what are you doing?" The girl suddenly got stuck when she said this, because she was a little absent-minded at the beginning.

"Is it a memory?" Old Man Zhang tried to ask.

"Yes, skills are skills. Well, you don't need to seal them for too long. Just let him clear them after the tribulation. There may be some abnormalities when reshaping. As long as it does not affect the reshaping, you should ignore it. After completion, the rest will be arranged according to the arrangement in this soul scroll.

All the things and words are here, I'll leave, don't mess up the old men, be careful that my mother beat you up, haha..." After saying that, the girl threw down a soul scroll, and ran away like a depressed gaze of the old men with black lines, and followed by her sweet and light laughter.

After the girl left, the old men discussed for a while and then began to reshape. Although some abnormalities occurred in the process as the girl's mother said, fortunately it did not affect the process of reshaping itself, and it was finally completed successfully three months later.

"Now the soul is stable and is pregnant. I don't know which kind of consciousness is born from a new kind of consciousness. Which kind of consciousness will inherit it? The true spirit contains nearly a hundred kinds of consciousness. No wonder, this experience is really..." Old man Zhou looked at the reshaped soul, which was beating slightly like a candlelight, frowned and thought deeply, his eyes were filled with deep light, "... As long as it is not returning to the original source. Is it possible? Is it impossible? That hope is too slim..."

"It will take some time to get pregnant. Old Man Zhao, please write the following documents as stated in the soul book. Let's go and rest first." Old Man Zhou rubbed his temples, and the other three old men scattered, each of whom was busy with their own business, leaving only the old man Zhao who was still trying to wipe the ink marks on his left hand with a linen cloth.

"Why do I write every time? You immortals are too bullying, right?" Old man Zhao yelled, waving a sackcloth.

"Don't you like writing? We are trying to suit their preferences." The lazy voices of several old men came from a distance.

Old Man Zhao chuckled and shook his head. He didn't remember how many years had passed, nor how many times had he asked the same words. These old friends still answered the same answer as they were at the beginning. Time and friendship were like a cycle that could never be completed...
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