Yuanqi flood

In the vast and silvery sky, several red plums are in full bloom, with a little bit of bright red, which makes the place a little more lively and less cold.

Fifth Hong Le is in such an environment, sitting under the eaves, reading books quietly, with a peaceful look on his face.

At this time, a boy in black came over, about fifteen or sixteen years old, he seemed to like black very much, his hair, clothes, and shoes were all black, only the jade pendant on his waist was the golden color that symbolized his direct disciples. , so that he would not be so gloomy and cold from being dyed black.

Motian came here after receiving a message from his master. Usually at this moment, he was still practicing spells on the top of the mountain. Seeing the master's leisurely look, Motian, who was about to speak, didn't bother him, and sat beside him Look, anyway, as long as he is with Shizun, he is satisfied, and he is so talkative. He hasn't spoken for decades before, so it's nothing now!

"Motian," the master said after quietly reading a book, "You have lived here for five years, how is the spell I asked you to practice every day?"

In the past five years, Motian did not learn those advanced fairy arts and mental techniques like the other four people, but obediently obeyed the arrangement of the master, and has been practicing the basic spells of the five elements. Now, he is proficient in these spells You don't have to think about it, you can use it at will, and the time consumption can be negligible.

Moreover, his cultivation base has also broken through to the golden core stage in the past five years, which is something he did not spend time cultivating.

It took a whole day just to practice the basic spells of the five elements every day. At the beginning, it was 50 times for each type. Then when he got used to it, Master increased the number of times to [-] times. After he got used to it again, Master Zun then increased the number of times for him, and so on. Now, the number of times he practices every day still fills up his day, and there is almost no time for meditation.

Being able to be promoted to the Golden Core stage under such circumstances shows that Mo Tian's aptitude is extraordinary.

"Master, I have trained according to your arrangement, and now I can release five cycles per breath." One cycle is the release of the five basic spells consecutively, which can be released five times per breath, which is considered enough in the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect Soon, at least, among his master's peers, few can do it.

Unfortunately, Master Master is not satisfied.

"It's not enough, I want you to release ten cycles per breath." Master Shizun doubled the difficulty as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Ten times!" Mo Tian grimaced, so is he still alive?Half-Life has been lost just five times, can he apply for a reduction?

"That's twenty times." Master Shizun does not accept rejection, and the consequence of Mo Tian's refusal is that Master Master will increase the number of times.

"Ten times is good, ten times is good. The master arranged it very reasonably. I will go to practice now. Master, you can continue to read, so don't bother me!" He excused himself to leave, and didn't even have time to drink the tea on the table. After all, he used to drink it clean every time he came here, and he even called it to help the master reduce waste.

Mo Tian, ​​who left in a hurry, didn't see Master Shizun's eyes that suddenly turned silvery white behind him.

This is Fifth Hongle's secret, even the master who raised him doesn't know that Fifth Hongle's eyes are not only as pure as crystal, but as simple as being able to see through people's hearts.

Under normal circumstances, Fifth Hongle's eyes are no different from ordinary people's, they are black and white, but they are more transparent and indifferent than theirs.

However, Wu Hongle, who watched Mo Tian leave, his eyes turned silvery white, noble, mysterious, and a supreme aura flowed in them, as if he had seen through everything, ruthless and desireless, perhaps, the fifth Hongle's Temperament is tempered by these eyes.

Fifth Hong Le knew that his eyes had some kind of powerful ability when he was very young. At the beginning, he could only see the future of some weak animals or dying people. At that time, he thought that he could only see the future. Foresaw death, but his intuition told him, no, and he couldn't tell anyone, so he kept this secret in his heart until now.

When he started to practice, he could see the formation process of those secret methods and moves, which gave him great convenience, so he knew that he could see the past.

After he crossed the catastrophe, no matter what he saw, whether it was living or non-living, he could see those silver-white threads, thick or thin, going away from nothingness above their heads.

At this time, he finally knew what the power of these eyes was, fate!

He can see the fate of all things. When his eyes turn silvery white, what he sees in his eyes are white silk threads intertwined, converging into a silvery white river, and the source is the huge and magnificent Ganges River of Destiny.

He even tried to change his fate. He let a person who had no hope of immortality, the original fate, he would wait until he died in the Yuanying, but the fifth Hongle made him survive until the catastrophe, and then ascended.

Although Wu Hongle paid the price of lying in bed for a full 100 years for this, it also proves that the ability of these eyes is unprecedented.

This also means that in this world, there is nothing that Fifth Hong Le cannot do.

But it was also this omnipotent ability that made Fifth Hongle gradually lose interest in this world, and finally stayed at home in the heavenly light realm.

Because he can see that on the Ganges of Destiny, there are countless scenes, which are clear for a while and shattered for a while. This is the fate of birth and death.Here, he has seen too much life, old age, sickness, joy, anger, sorrow and joy, so he has such transparent eyes, which are the great enlightenment after seeing through the world and the most steadfast Taoist heart.

He thought that he would always be like this, cultivating alone, and ascending alone. Perhaps, in the end, his destiny was to merge into the Ganges of fate and cease to exist.

But that day, in the Heavenly Light Realm, he saw a silver thread emerging from his body. This sudden scene caused a ripple in his calm state of mind. This silver thread that had never appeared on his body, It actually came out of him at this moment, and Fifth Hongle suddenly became interested.

This is the reason why he stepped out of the Heavenly Light Realm independently for the first time, and it also aroused the curiosity of those senior brothers, wanting to watch the show one after another.

As everyone knows, he just wanted to see where the source of this thread extension came from.

Then, he saw him, the stubborn kid.

A silvery white thread emerged from his body, passed through the endless void, and connected to him.

This strange scene surprised him greatly. He never expected that there would be people in the same situation as him in this world.

Originally, no matter who it is, it is impossible to have no connection with foreign objects at all. In his eyes, everything in the world, every body, will have countless silver and white silk threads, connecting different creatures, and the thickness of the silk thread is different. Represents their close relationship in the future.

But this child, there is only one thread on his body, like, just like him, he is the same as before, has nothing to do with the world, and the only thing that is connected is him!

This feeling of belonging to one person made Fifth Hongle feel selfish for the first time. He wanted to keep him by his side, so he, who was just here to visit, spoke up.

"This man belongs to me!"

Hopeful in his heart, he put this person by his side, he wanted to see what their future would be like!

He taught him his own practice experience, expecting him to become stronger soon, and then, stand side by side with him.

It's just that getting along day and night this day, which was originally just an ordinary master-student relationship, has gradually changed its taste.

Fifth Hong Le's sharp eyes, he can see that the attachment in Mo Tian's eyes is obviously looking at others through him, but it makes him unable to get angry, as if, the person Mo Tian always remembers in his heart, It's the same as myself.

This gave Wu Hongle a thought, who was his previous life?Who was my previous life?Who am I?

Fifth Hong Le began to use the talent of his eyes frequently. He found that as long as he concentrated his ability on Mo Tian, ​​an inexplicable thought would flash through his mind. A familiar thought lingered in his mind, but that thought was too Too vague, he can not accept.

But he is not discouraged, as long as he has time, he will use his ability. He believes that as long as he uses it frequently, one day, he will know what kind of entangled past he and Mo Tian had, which led to the still relationship between them now. There is this thread.

This silvery white silk thread is very thin, very thin, but very flexible. Compared with those silk threads that are as thick as a baby's wrist, it is even more resilient, no matter how you pull it, you can't stop pulling it.

And the baby's thick silk thread represents the marriage between lovers, the thicker it is, the more love it has!

Fifth Hong Le's heart was thus cracked.

A seed, stationed in the bottom of his heart, takes root, sprouts, and one day, a towering tree will grow.

Fifth Hong Le was aware of all this, but inexplicably, he didn't stop it.

Maybe it's curiosity, maybe it's because he doesn't want to live the known future, maybe it's the feeling that he can't explain clearly.

Today, he felt that the consciousness in his brain that he had been trying to connect with had grown a lot and started to stabilize, so he called Mo Tian over to check the progress of his five-element basic spell practice. Use the ability once to see if you can break through and receive that consciousness.

Sure enough, after Motian left, his eyes remained silvery white, even if he wanted to fade away, he couldn't, just because he was already attracted by the consciousness in his mind!

Under the eaves, a figure fell on the ground, frowning tightly, and the red plum petals were dotted on the white clothes, which looked a little strange.

Fortunately, he was the only one in the Heavenly Light Realm at this time, and no one could make progress without his permission.

So, after half a month.

The author has something to say: I am about to wake up!