Xuan Huan: My exercises will be self-cultivated

Gusu Wanrou's hands that were stagnant in the air stopped, her gaze met Su Baiyi's clear and gentle eyes, and a look of doubt gradually appeared on her face.

A gust of wind blew by, everything drifted away with the wind, only Su Baiyi was left squatting alone in the endless white light, still maintaining the posture just now.

"How did you find out?"

Gusu Wanrou's voice came from behind. Although the voice line was the same, the tone and other aspects were completely different.

Su Baiyi stood up slowly, the oldness on his face quickly recovered in the process of getting up, and he returned to his youthful appearance, only a head of white hair fluttered in the wind without any sign of turning black.

Looking fixedly at 'Gusu Wanrou', Su Baiyi's eyes became a little bit more vicissitudes, and a lot less immature. His white long hair was casually scattered behind him, making him look a little more enchanting.

"Actually, I'm really immersed in it. You almost succeeded. Although this kind of plot is ridiculous and the preface doesn't match the afterword, it keeps making people doubt their own memory, and it's easy to lose themselves forever."

'Gusu Wanrou' tilted her head, with her hands behind her back, looking very innocent and lively, looking at Su Baiyi's beautiful eyes, she was also completely puzzled, as if she couldn't figure out from which link Su Baiyi saw through.

Although this illusion seems ridiculous, and there are fatal mistakes, but as the saying goes, the authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear. On the one hand, there are fading memories of the past, and on the other hand, some doubts are imposed on oneself. It is not too easy to see through it unless you experience it yourself.

"You may not know that although I am not a kind person, I have my own vision for the future. I think this vision is very positive. In other words, the ending you gave is not what I want. .”

"So you woke up from my illusion?"

"It's not so easy. You can create such an illusion. You must have seen it. I am not from this world. I am lucky to be here. I am very satisfied with my current life. For the past, I can only Say it's the past, just put it in the deepest part of my heart, I don't want to go back to the past!"

What Su Baiyi said was very plain, but his tone was firm and unquestionable. Such a tough attitude made 'Gusu Wanrou' slightly startled, and then looked up to the sky and burst out laughing.

With a wave of his long sleeve, Su Baiyi felt unsteady on the soles of his feet. After focusing his eyes again, he had already returned to the Qingyangzong Sutra Pavilion, and his left foot was missing, and he almost fell.

Everything is just a dream, the past has passed, people have to look forward.

"Come up."

An old voice came from somewhere, it was very hoarse, and it sounded a bit uncomfortable. Su Baiyi looked at the deformed space at the stairs on the third floor, paused for a moment, and then walked away with a bright gaze. went in.

It was different from what he had expected. The third floor of the Sutra Pavilion was far less open than the two floors below. It was just a small room with bookcases attached to the walls. The floor area was less than two square meters. There is a brown rocking chair that has existed for an unknown number of years.

On the rocking chair, there was an old man lying quietly. His clothes were tattered like a beggar, and his hair was messed up. He didn't know how long he hadn't washed. He covered his face with a small rag hat. serene.

"Sit down, kid from another world."

The old man cut straight to the point, and as soon as he finished speaking, a small bench slid over from nowhere, and it happened to lean against Su Baiyi's knee. Su Baiyi took a deep look at him, then dragged him over and sat on it.

"Disciple Su Baiyi, I have met senior."

Su Baiyi did not forget the etiquette, and bowed respectfully, but the old man didn't seem to care about it, instead he waved his hand impatiently.

What a weird old man!

"Little friend, you are the first person to come to my old man for hundreds of thousands of years. No one has talked to me for a long time. Well, you are still so young, and the future is promising!"

What he said was light and cloudy, the first time he met a stranger in such a long time, there was no surprise at all, it really made Su Baiyi more and more unable to understand him.

For the purpose of probing, Su Baiyi quietly asked:
"Disciple Rong has the guts to ask, has senior stayed here for so long?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm dead. I don't know how many years I've been dead. I came here to wait for some promising children because I was bored. But I didn't expect that the Qingyang sect is not as good as the next generation. Even a broken illusion No one can untie it, but fortunately there is you, otherwise I don’t know how many years I have to wait!"

It turned out to be dead, and it's not that Su Baiyi has never seen Cannian of a strong man, this Killing Kong came from a super strong man, but it's the first time Su Baiyi has seen Cannian so active and energetic.

"Little baby, tsk, you also let my old man gain some insight. I have long heard that there is a world above this, and I finally got to see it. I have to say, your world is really good. It's enviable."

What are you envious of? I have no money for working overtime every day, and sometimes I may not be able to go home during the Chinese New Year. How can I be so comfortable here!

Thinking this way in his heart, Su Baiyi was still respectful, afraid that if he accidentally let this strange old man pinch a chicken for himself, he would be crushed to death on the spot.

"The senior just said that my place is a higher level world? However, there is no spiritual energy there, and monks have never been possible for human beings. How can it be a higher level?"

After the old man heard this, he propped himself up with all his strength, moved back to let the whole person sit up a little bit, and took off his hat, revealing his face covered with ditches.

"Having said that, the level of the world is not based on human combat power. If you really want to talk about high and low, are you sure that you can withstand the attack of your bullet now?"

Su Baiyi was dumbfounded. It was true. With the strength of Good Fortune Realm, not to mention resisting bullets, even the most basic attribute of speed, it is impossible to break through to the level of the speed of sound.

"Okay, my old man has played enough in your memory, leave the rest to me to taste slowly, it's not easy for you to come here, old man, of course I can't let you go back empty-handed."

As soon as he heard that he was about to give something away, Su Baiyi immediately became interested. He didn't want to waste his precious sleeping time discussing the universe and the world with a bad old man here.

"But I think that dead old man Yuan Dingshan has almost accepted you as his apprentice, and I don't practice swords, so I can't give you kendo skills, but your little baby is really lucky to have that thing. If so Just let my old man help you!"