Villains: The beginning rewrites fate, and the heroines burst into tears

Among the numerous mountains in the Xuanyan Continent, between the peaks, one can always see the silhouettes of a father and son. They kept climbing the peaks, standing on the highest point overlooking the world.

Look at the clouds and clouds in the nine days, and watch the sea roam freely.

The vast world seems to be shrunk tens of thousands of times, breaking into their eyes, as if they can see the panorama at a glance.

On that mountain peak, the endless mountain wind whizzed by, Liang Le stretched out his hand to try to catch it, and looked at the sky and the ground again, his soul seemed to have been washed and settled down.

In the process of climbing one after another, his weak body gradually became stronger.one
From childhood to adulthood, in his eyes, everything about his father is very powerful, just like the calmness of the past ten years, the calmness of the waves, and the conquest of nature now.

After climbing one mountain after another, Liang Le's heart became wider than before.

Although he is just a mortal, his mind is constantly broadening his horizons as he climbs one mountain after another, has been thoroughly purified, and has reached a certain height.

From countless mountains and rivers, comprehend life and stabilize your mind.

Observe the whole world from standing on a high place again and again, and feel the vastness.

In these mountains and rivers, Liang Le only explored, but did not give in. He just climbed again and again, with the greatest strength of a mortal, to feel the fearlessness that Liang Lin wanted to impart to him.

Liang Lin never taught him the method of cultivation, but in a unique way, he brought endless excitement to Liang Le's heart.

Six years passed in a blink of an eye. During these six years, Liang Le's respect for his father became more and more profound. In his eyes, his father was the greatest person in the world.

Liang Le's eyes became more and more radiant. He had seen the mountains and rivers, and traveled to the deep sea. He had experienced the towering mountains and the turbulent sea.

When this traveled through most of the mountains and rivers, the experience of the father and son came to an abrupt end, and Liang Le became more chic and refined, completely reborn.

Although he still hasn't embarked on the path of cultivation, his heart is already wider than most people in the world.

Liang Le was 24 years old this year.

At the age of 24, he no longer has childishness on his face, but now he has a firm look on his face.

His face was even more unusual, and his exceptionally handsome face was full of calmness.

The six-year training period is over.

His mind became wider and wider, and at the same time, he realized the vastness of the world, and his heart also became wider.

"Father, I want to embark on the road of cultivation..."

This is the third time Liang Le has said that he wants to embark on the road of cultivation.

The first time, when I was ten years old, I heard from my playmates that the monk was unrestrained and unrestrained, and I was a little fascinated.

The second time, when I was 15 years old, I saw people who lived together day and night going through life, old age, sickness and death, and I wanted to embark on the road of practice more and more.

The third time, when I was 24 years old, I saw the vast mountains and rivers, and in my heart, I wanted to see a wider world through practice.

Liang Lin didn't look at him, but looked up into the distance, and said directly: "You are not suitable for embarking on the road of cultivation."
"Father, why exactly?" Liang Le's face was full of puzzlement.

Liang Lin turned around, just like before, didn't speak, just looked at Liang Le seriously.

As time passed, Liang Le finally lowered his head again, and whispered: "I understand, Dad."

night time.

Father and son sat face to face under the moonlight.

Liang Lin said lightly: "Le'er, after 18 years of ordinary life and six years of going through mountains and rivers, I will promise you a lifetime of prosperity. Laughing and cursing, you have to experience it slowly, and the same goes for prosperity and poverty."

Liang Le smiled forcedly: "Father, is this your compensation for not allowing me to embark on the road of cultivation?"

"Yes." There was no emotion in Liang Lin's voice.

He didn't look at Liang Le, but looked into the distance. Where Liang Le hadn't seen, there was a bit of sadness.

This grief is so deep, so deep that no one can see that Liang Lin can only keep all the facts in his heart.

Although he has always been aware of Liang Le's obsession with cultivation and some complaints about himself.

"Tell me, what kind of glory do you want?"
"Father told me before that people should not be afraid of everything that fate bestows on them. If father doesn't want me to embark on this path of cultivation, then I want this supreme being in the world."
"If you want, you can." Liang Lin's voice was calm.

"I don't want the position you took for me. What I want is that I won it myself."
Liang Le has grown up. Under Liang Lin's teaching, he is no longer a child who only knows how to obey his father's arrangements. He already has his own wish and is willing to take action for it.

If you want glory, you need the highest position in this world.

"Understood..." Liang Lin tapped his finger, and a spell entered Liang Le's eyebrows: "I will give you something, with this thing, you can do whatever you want."

Ten years of fighting, 20 years of conquering the world.

This year Liang Le was 54 years old.

Now he is approaching his sixtieth year, with gray hair all over his head.

Under the sharp sword eyebrows, there is a pair of piercing eyes. His appearance is still very handsome, wearing an imperial robe, full of kingly demeanor, and he is very serious, without anger.

He married a dignified, elegant and intelligent lady from a great family as his wife, and he had children under his knees.

But he still does not give up on wanting to practice Taoism.

"Father, I still want to embark on the road of cultivation."

In that magnificent palace, Liang Le looked at the old man in front of him seriously and said.

The old man shook his head slowly: "The road of practice is not suitable for you"

Still the same reply as before.

Liang Le still didn't understand, but under his father's gaze, he finally lowered his head: "I see, in this life, I won't embark on the road of cultivation."
After Liang Le finished speaking, he left directly.

On the throne that everyone in the world wanted, his wife asked suspiciously: "Why do you have to embark on the so-called path of cultivation from the beginning to the end? You have all the glory of the world, what more do you want?" ?"
Liang Le's eyes were melancholy: "I want to embark on the road of cultivation, not for myself, but because I want to spend more time with my father. My father has been so lonely all his life..."
"But why, he just won't let me embark on the road of cultivation?"
In a lifetime of mortals, there are very few people who can live to be seventy years old, and those who can live to be a hundred years old are even more rare.

Years passed, Liang Le was 94 years old this year.

Even though he is still in good health, he is clearly aware that his life may be coming to an end.

He has a strong sense of lethargy, as if he wants to fall asleep.

He has many descendants and a huge family. He can live to this day and see four generations living under the same roof. He has no regrets in this life.

But he still has one thing in doubt.