Originated from mountains and seas, life never ends

He stared at the bodies of those people for a while, slowly stood up, and walked towards the depths of the mountain.

"You want to stay here?"

The god raised an eyebrow and looked at the hand being held, without showing any disgust.

So he became a little bolder.

"Please... let me stay. I can serve you by your side."

He knelt before the god and prayed to him.

"I don't need you to serve me..." The god frowned slightly, turned his eyes away helplessly, and thought for a while, "Forget it, if you want to stay, then stay."

He pulled the corners of his mouth and finally laughed.

The god's name is Mo Ze, and he took the initiative to tell us this.

"Don't call me God, my name is Mo Ze, not a god." Lord Mo Ze said this, and he agreed.

"You don't have to call me sir... Never mind, as long as you like it."

Mo Ze did not force him to call him that, and he also acquiesced to his behavior of staying by his side.

He was afraid that those monks would make a comeback, so he instinctively sought Mo Ze's protection and followed him almost closely.

When Mo Ze was lying on the hillside basking in the sun, he sat beside him and looked into the distance together; when Mo Ze was sleeping on the rocks, he also dozed off against the tall rocks; when Mo Ze transformed and went swimming in the river, he -

and many more.

He stared in amazement at the huge monster that suddenly appeared in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and finally swam over.

At first, Mo Ze ignored him and even treated him as air. He transformed into a tall and beautiful beast and lay down to sleep for several months. He did not wake up even when it was windy and rainy.

He was a little worried, but didn't dare to disturb him. He could only sit quietly aside and collect the large leaves around him to provide shade for him.

In this way, he spent about two years in the forest. He only saw some birds and animals, and some strange creatures he had never seen before. Those ferocious and dangerous beasts seemed to be very afraid of Mo Ze and never attacked them. Gradually, he was no longer afraid and relaxed.

Suddenly one day, Mo Ze, who was lying in the sun as usual, looked at him.

"How long are you going to stay?"

He became nervous, thinking that he was going to be chased away: "I..."

"Are you afraid of being found by those humans? Then I will put a ban on you, and those people won't be able to find you."

It was very strange. He felt vaguely that the adults seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, as if nothing in the world could be hidden from his eyes.

Mo Ze said, extending his finger towards him and tapping his forehead.

A warm current flows through the fingertips into the brain, and the body feels warm and comfortable.

"This way they won't be able to find out anything about you - eh? I don't think I can see it either."

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "What should we do? You——"

"Forget it, there's nothing to see anyway." Mo Ze waved his hand and said, "They can't find you now, so it won't be a problem if you leave."

"Are you...going to chase me away?" he asked fearfully.

“No…you are welcome.” Mo Ze scratched his head, yawned, and muttered lazily, “Anyway, there are many creatures in this mountain…”

"Then...can you give me a name?" He felt a little relieved and asked carefully.

"Huh? Why?"

"Because... my parents didn't want me anymore, and you saved me... so I would like you to give me another name."

While speaking, he was observing Mo Ze's expression, anxiously waiting for his answer.

Mo Ze looked at him for a while and said, "That's called Feng Zhi."

"What?" He didn't react for a moment.

"If you don't like it, just give it a name you like. I'm not very good at naming." Mo Ze waved his hand, stood up and walked up the mountain.

Feng Zhi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "No...very good! Thank you!"

Mo Ze didn't look back, just nodded lightly.

Feng Zhi had no thoughts of revenge on those evil cultivators, he almost worshipped Mo Ze as a god, worship and admiration were not enough to describe his feelings.

Mo Ze didn't move much. He spent most of his time lying on the ground, yawning lazily, looking at the sky with boredom, or sleeping.

Mo Ze seemed to have a magical power that could penetrate one's heart. Just by being around him, one would feel an indescribable peace in one's heart.

Feng Zhi had been following him all the time, and one day he accidentally entered a state of cultivation. The green grass leaves rolled into a ball and wrapped himself inside. When he reluctantly got out of it, several days had passed.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Mo Ze's curious eyes. Mo Ze poked his leaf attributes twice and asked him what he was doing. Before he could speak, he said "oh" to himself, indicating that he understood.

Maybe it has something to do with the physique those evil cultivators mentioned. He has a natural talent for healing and can easily heal both humans and monsters.

"What attributes... kind of interesting." Mo Ze picked up a blade of grass and gently let go. The blade of grass began to spin at his fingertips as his consciousness moved. "What are you going to do with it?"

"If I can... I think I will go and save people." Feng Zhi thought for a moment and replied with a smile, "I won't let more innocent people suffer the disaster I once suffered."

Unexpectedly, Mo Ze fell silent, tilted his head and stared at him until his back felt hairy, then he chuckled.

"Really... Good luck to you then." Mo Ze lowered his eyelids, his smile so beautiful that it almost took one's breath away.

Feng Zhi stared at him blankly for a long while, until Mo Ze lost interest, lay down and closed his eyes for a nap, only then did he come to his senses.

"I...I will." Feng Zhi clenched his fist and promised solemnly.

But Mo Ze was obviously not interested in his promise, or rather, he was not interested in anything in the world. He looked listless from the moment he met him, and nothing he saw was new to him.

"This scenery is so beautiful...wouldn't you like to take a look?"

After the rain, the sky cleared up and a magical scene appeared in the magnificent sky - lightning flashed on one side, a rainbow appeared on one side, and on another side... the golden afterglow was spreading.

He stuck his head out of the cave where he was hiding from the rain, breathing in the fresh air. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but turn his head to share it with Mo Ze. But Mo Ze just glanced at him lightly and responded absentmindedly.

He was puzzled and asked.

"Nothing to see." Mo Ze rubbed his head. "Such a day is indeed rare, but I have seen it tens of thousands of times."

"What?" He was very surprised. "Tens of thousands of times... How long have you lived?"

"Hmm..." Mo Ze raised his chin slightly and thought for a moment, "Three thousand seven hundred and eighty——"

More than three thousand years? That’s a really long time to live…

Feng Zhi sighed.

"--Ten thousand--"

Feng Zhi: ...?

Ten thousand?

Feng Zhi's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at him in disbelief.

Mo Ze continued to count on his fingers as if he hadn't noticed: "...Five hundred and sixty-seven years."

Feng Zhi: ...

He stared at Mo Ze blankly, as if he had suffered a major blow.

"What's wrong?" Mo Ze raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"How... have you lived for so long? This..." Feng Zhi was a little incoherent and stuttered for a long time without knowing what he wanted to say.

"Yeah... I've just lived too long." Mo Ze looked at the sky. There were thunder and lightning, and it was gloomy and dark, and it seemed that it was still raining.

“It’s time to die.”

"I did not mean that……"

"I know." Mo Ze chuckled, "That's what I meant."

Feng Zhi didn't know how to answer. Looking at the person in white standing between heaven and earth, a deep sense of sadness suddenly arose in his heart. He didn't know why, but the feeling became more and more bitter.

It looked as if it was about to turn into a few wisps of white gas and dissipate.

But when Mo Ze turned his eyes, his golden pupils were as bright as the sun in the sky.

Feng Zhi was a little dazed.

The golden pupils were as warm and bright as the sun, but also...

Incredibly far away.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to grab something, until his fingertips brushed against the cold wind, and then he came to his senses, feeling a little embarrassed.

Mo Ze noticed his strangeness, but didn't say anything, either out of consideration or disinterest. He turned his head away without interest and stepped barefoot on the wet grass, but didn't get any foreign objects stuck on his feet.

"Then...will you die?"

He asked softly, as if possessed by some mysterious force.

"Of course." Mo Ze smiled softly, "From the moment it took shape, it was destined to disappear one day."

He looked at him, feeling inexplicably sad.

"Is this why you gave your heart's blood to that child?"

Suddenly, an ethereal and distant voice entered his brain. Feng Zhi was startled and looked up at the sky. He saw clouds and mountains, and there seemed to be something swimming in them.

Before he even realized what was happening, darkness fell. The sky suddenly became as dark as night, and something appeared beside him.

Suddenly turning around, he saw a black shadow standing next to Mo Ze. The shadow was huge, almost dozens of times taller than him.

"What does it have to do with you?" Mo Ze's tone seemed a little unhappy.

"You know the consequences of this very well." The man's tone was indescribably indifferent, yet it inexplicably exuded a chill.

"Consequences? What consequences?" Mo Ze sneered, "Isn't it just death? What does it have to do with you?"

The shadow was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "Mo Ze, you are too willful."

"Willful? Do I have to follow your ideas to be considered willful?"

"I have never asked you for anything." The black shadow paused, "It is stupid to want to punish Bai Ze who cares about you with death."

"Who said I did it for him?" Mo Ze's voice became even colder. "He's already dead. Why should I be angry over a dead thing?"

"You know whether you have it or not." The black shadow said, and suddenly became quiet.

Feng Zhi felt a chill falling on his body, and intuitively felt that the black shadow was looking at him, so he did not dare to move for a moment.

"Oh, right, this is the god you've been thinking about, the Zhongshan God Zhu Yin." Mo Ze patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.

The wind stops:?

He looked at Mo Ze blankly, and it took him a long time to realize what he meant. He hurriedly tried to explain: "No... I'm not missing any god--"

"I've come all the way here, but you're unwilling to talk to me for a few more words?" Zhu Yin seemed dissatisfied with Mo Ze's attitude.

Mo Ze turned his head away and sighed: "After all, it's just a few words..."

The sky suddenly brightened and returned to its previous appearance.

Feng Zhi narrowed his eyes and took a while to adjust before he could see the figure in front of him clearly.

This man looked very strange. He had only one eye, which was vertical. His pupil was like a snake's, flashing a strange purple color.

His clothes were all red, his hair was long and reached his waist, and the hem of his clothes hung to the ground.

"Mo Ze, you will die." Zhu Yin's pupils shrank, and he seemed a little worried about this. "Have you ever thought about what Bai Ze said before he died?"

Feng Zhi was attracted by the word "death" and quickly looked at Mo Ze, but saw that he had a gloomy expression and cold eyes.

"Bai Ze..." Mo Ze seemed to be disgusted with this person called Bai Ze. He frowned and glanced at Zhu Yin coldly, "You don't have to use him to pressure me. Since you like him so much, one day, your wish will come true."

"Why can't you calm down? That's not what I meant." Zhu Yin held him back, "I know you're tired of the scenery here. You can actually go out for a walk like you did to that kid back then."