Heavenly practice

For Zhongzhou, time has a beginning, but it has no end. Shen Zhuo can go back, but he cannot go back to the future. The only way out is to go to the point in time when he came with the passage of time.

Shen Zhuo watched Huang Sha bury the bone and left that place. When he stepped into the sky filled with yellow sand, the bell behind him kept ringing, and it didn't stop quietly until a long time later.

Because of what the little monk said, Shen Zhuo completely lost his direction. He no longer searched deliberately, but just walked randomly between time and space, watching the human race walking on this land, watching their struggle with the four innate spirits, and finally The Destiny Clan stepped forward to quell the war, and the Human Clan has since established itself on this vast land.

Shen Zhuo was walking through the mountains with a bamboo stick and encountered a ferocious beast. When he was rescued by a young man flying over with a long sword, he realized that the first batch of monks had appeared in Central Continent.

Although it is only the early stage of Jindan, it can be regarded as the beginning of an era.

"Are you OK?"

The visitor cut off the beast's head with a sword, and walked up to him with the sword in his hand, but saw that the other party looked calm and not frightened.

The person in front of him looked to be 27 or [-] years old, with a straight face, dressed in rough linen clothes, his hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and there was a bit of arrogance between his brows.

Shen Zhuo bowed his hands to him, "Thank you, Your Excellency."

After speaking, he was about to leave, but was stopped by the man.

"What else is there for you?" Shen Zhuo looked at him.

"you……"

The man looked at him with doubts in his eyes. He has acted chivalrously many times, and the rescued person knelt down gratefully and called him an immortal, but this man was calm and a little abnormal.

"The mountain road ahead is difficult and dangerous, and there are many ferocious beasts. I'm afraid it's not too safe for you to go on the road alone."

"Thank you for your reminder."

Shen Zhuo nodded, turned around and continued walking forward.

The man was stunned, and he chased after him a few steps, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

Shen Zhuo turned to look at him, "What do you want to say?"

The man choked when he asked, "The front is so dangerous, do you have to go alone? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Shen Zhuo glanced at him and continued walking forward.

Seeing that he was so ignorant of good and bad, the man became angry, turned around and was about to leave, stopped after walking two steps, turned around and looked behind him, and found that the young man who didn't know good or bad had actually gone far away.

He cursed in a low voice, turned and chased after him.

The dew soaked the shoe uppers, Shen Zhuo stopped and looked at the green grass on the wet ground, the fresh air after the rain mixed with the fragrance of the grass and soil with sufficient water vapor, full of vitality.

Shen Zhuo looked up at the surrounding mountains and forests, found a big rock with plenty of sunlight and sat down, took off his wet shoes and put the bamboo stick aside to dry.

One or two birdsong came from the empty valley, Shen Zhuo looked up, when someone sat down beside him, Shen Zhuo turned his head to look at him.

The man felt uncomfortable when he saw him, and coughed, "By the way, I happen to be going there too."

Shen Zhuo didn't pay attention to him anymore, and stared fixedly at the mountain in front of him.

"Gee~"

The sound of birdsong was getting closer, and the two looked up, and found a palm-sized red-bellied and blue-backed bird flying around the two of them.

The man showed surprise, "There are cold mist birds here."

"Cold mist bird?" Shen Zhuo looked at him questioningly.

The man finally had a sense of existence, and subconsciously straightened his waist, "This cold fog bird was born on the cliffs shrouded in cold mist, eats rain and dew, and is exposed to wind and frost. It's rare for ordinary people to see a voice messenger, so I don't want to see it here."

"Fairy..."

Shen Zhuo slowly stretched out his hand, "Are you someone who rides the wind and controls the sword?"

"Don't dare, I just learned how to control the sword."

Seeing him stretch out his hand, the man smiled, "This cold fog bird never gets close to mortals, don't be alarmed—"

Before he finished speaking, he froze there, watching the beautiful cold mist bird fluttering its wings and landed on Shen Zhuo's hand.

"It's impossible..."

He looked at Shen Zhuo in disbelief, then looked at the cold mist bird in his hand, and reached out to touch the bird, but saw that the cold mist bird flapped its wings and flew away immediately.

"..."

The man's face froze, and he silently withdrew his hand.

Shen Zhuo smiled.

The man froze for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "You look like you dare to wander outside alone, and you are not afraid of being taken away by bad guys."

Although it was a mockery, the other party's tone did not have the slightest hint of contempt and teasing. Shen Zhuo didn't care when he heard it, but instead said with a smile, "Thank you."

"Didn't you thank you? Why thank you again?"

"It's been a long time since I laughed."

The man was taken aback, "Why?"

"Because there's nothing to laugh about."

Shen Zhuo put on his shoes again, picked up the bamboo pole, and continued to walk forward.

The person behind shouted, "Where are you going? I will accompany you to protect you! No money will be charged!"

The people in front didn't respond at all.

The man clicked his tongue irritably, and shouted again, "I'm going to the Longevity Gate to become a teacher, let's go together!"

The person who had gone a long way finally stopped. As soon as the man's eyes lit up, Shen Zhuo turned his head to look over.

"Longevity Gate?"

"Yes, Longevity Gate."

The man ran up to him in a few steps, "How about it, are you interested?"

Shen Zhuo nodded, he was really interested.

The man laughed, "Sure enough, no one wants to cultivate immortality."

Shen Zhuo's eyes froze, the smile on his face faded again, the man's heart skipped a beat, "What's wrong with you?"

"I hate people who cultivate immortals, and I hate the word longevity even more."

"..."

But after half an hour, the man got used to this man's uncertainty, "Then are you still going?"

"Is it far?"

"It's okay, Yujian will take about three days."

"That's still not going."

"..."

Seeing him walking forward again, the man panicked again, and shouted in a rough voice, "Don't you ask the name of the savior?"

"It's useless to ask, anyway, I won't see you again."

"My name is Han Zixiao! How about you?"

Shen Zhuo paused, turned around and put on a gentle face, "Will my benefactor go on the road together?"

Han Zixiao: "..."

You young man is very bad.

The benefactor is naturally willing, and warmly invites Shen Zhuo to ride on his flying sword.

Shen Zhuo agreed, "That's troublesome."

Han Zixiao drew his sword and asked, "Where are you going?"

"do not know."

"..."

Han Zixiao looked at him dejectedly, "What exactly do you want?"

Shen Zhuo thought this person was quite interesting, "Why do you insist on following me?"

Han Zixiao froze, and seemed to be in a daze, "That's right...why do I have to follow you?"

Shen Zhuo smiled, put away the bamboo pole, "Go east."

Han Zixiao snorted, took out his sword and stepped up, suddenly thought of something, "By the way, what's your name?"

Shen Zhuo stood behind him and replied, "Shen Zhuo."

"Shen Zhuo... which Zhuo?"

"Scorching hot."

"The name is interesting."

Han Zixiao read it several times with great interest, "Who took it for you?"

"You talk too much."

"..."

Han Zixiao was blocked again and couldn't breathe out.