Concerns the confusedness of life experience, vanishes into thin air in an inquiry of old daoist. 关乎身世的迷茫,在老道士的一句询问中烟消云散。 In the heart of Xu Yan filled felt relaxed and felt grateful. 徐言的心中充满了释然与感激。 He is not the word direct access to the highest authorities, is not day of B wooden Yang spirit, he is Xu Yan, Xu Zhi Jian. 他不是言通天,也不是天乙木的阳灵,他就是徐言,徐止剑。 Only in the world. 天地中的唯一。 Similar, is not same. 相似,却不相同。 The heart ties unties, the Xu Yan aura also changes gradually. 心结被解开,徐言的气息随之渐渐改变。 Complete of state of mind, making his understanding of the god boundary deeper. 心境的圆满,让他对化神境的理解更深。 If cultivates, in the sixty year cycle Xu Yan had confidence that will cultivate to promote to the god peak! 若是修炼,一甲子内徐言有把握将修为提升到化神巅峰！ „Apologized to the master to teach, I understood.” “谢过师父教诲,我懂了。” Xu Yan smiles is thanking politely again, he no longer is mischievous Little Daoist Priest, but melts the god powerhouse, the age is bigger, is deeper to the respect of old daoist. 徐言微笑着再次拜谢,他不再是顽皮的小道士,而是化神强者,年岁越大,对老道士的敬重就越深。 old daoist not in opens the mouth, but holds to smile, nods, later the old vision will look to the top of the head, the fluctuation of whole body becomes vague. 老道士没在开口,而是含着笑,点了点头,随后将苍老的目光望向头顶,浑身的波动变得若有若无。 A few words, as if exhausted the complete strength of this old man, originally the gloomy form becomes even more does not have the light, the sensation less than least bit vitality. 一句话而已,仿佛耗尽了这位老者的全部力量,本就暗淡的身影变得越发无光,感知不到半点生机。 „Master, in my blood has the strength of vitality, has the therapy effect, I help you consolidate this Yuan god, in my Yuan god also has the strength of stronger vitality, the spirit of day B divine wood, the Yuan god who certainly can preserve the master.” “师父,我的血里有生机之力,有疗伤奇效,我来帮你稳固这道元神,我的元神里还有更强的生机之力,天乙神木之灵,一定能保住师父的这道元神。” Xu Yan does not want to lose old daoist again, even if one clone, together Yuan god. 徐言不想再一次失去老道士,哪怕是一个分身,一道元神。 The old men shake the head, the vision is looking at the vault in log cabin as before, on the ancient house beam, wisp of dust falls gently. 老者摇了摇头,目光依旧望着木屋的穹顶,古旧的房梁上,一缕尘埃飘落。 Xu Yan does not understand why old daoist does not need him to rescue, uses the full power words, master Yuan god should rescue, makes old daoist stay some years in the world badly. 徐言不明白为何老道士不用他救助,动用全力的话,师父这道元神应该救得回来,最不济让老道士在人间界多停留些年头。 „Master, wants to make this Yuan god also belong to the immortal day? So is this, Zhi Jian (Prohibited Sword) is not stopping.” “师父,是想让这道元神也归入仙天么？如此是这样,止剑不在阻拦。” Thinks that the old daoist true body is the real immortal, Xu Yan for it suddenly. 想到老道士的真身就是真仙,徐言为之恍然。 In the method of real immortal, losing together a Yuan god, although is not anything, if can take back this Yuan god, own cultivating to be stronger several points. 以真仙的手段,失去一道元神虽然不算什么,如果能收回这道元神,想必自身的修为将更强几分。 Xu Yan does not understand the paradise, he can only roughly guess that old daoist must take back the intention of this Yuan god. 徐言并不了解仙界,他只能大致猜测老道士要收回这道元神的用意。 „One day, I will look for the master, our masters and disciples will certainly reunite in the paradise.” “总有一天,我会去找师父,我们师徒一定会在仙界团聚。” Pinches the double fist, the Xu Yan congealing sound said that since old daoist must walk, he is unable to stop, so long as cultivates assiduously, Xu Yan confessed by own diligent with talent, should have the opportunity to depart for nine days, the flying upwards paradise. 捏起双拳,徐言凝声说道,既然老道士要走,他无法阻拦,但是只要刻苦修炼,徐言自认以自己的勤奋与天赋,应该也有机会飞出九天,飞升仙界。 When the time comes, can reunite with old daoist truly, reunites in the paradise, the eternal life in the immortal day. 到时候,就能真正与老道士团聚,团聚在仙界,永生在仙天。 Is imagining the mystery of paradise, Xu Yan cannot help but appears one to yearn, at this time, looked that the day old daoist drops the vision, falls on the body of disciple. 想象着仙界的神奇,徐言不由得现出一股向往,这时候,看天的老道士将目光落下,落在弟子的身上。 The final urging, was short kindly, were many dignifiedly, old daoist seems exhausting the complete strength, says words that command Xu Yan had doubts. 最后的叮嘱,少了和蔼,多了凝重,老道士仿佛在用尽全部力气,说出了一番令徐言疑惑的话语。 „Immortal, is not the immortal.” “仙,不是仙。” A few words saying, the old daoist whole body suddenly became incomparably gloomy, a person was dug all flesh probably, became a bleached bone. 一句话道出,老道士的浑身忽然变得无比暗淡,就好像一个人被挖去了所有血肉,成了一副枯骨。 „Day, is not the day.” “天,不是天。” Gloomy old daoist, smiles again, in 72 pages of volumes that the side floats glitters the astonishing bold light, say/way curls had/left the boundless aura, seems resisting what external force. 暗淡不已的老道士,再次微笑,身边漂浮的七十二页道卷上闪烁起惊人的豪光,一张张道卷发出了磅礴的气息,仿佛在对抗着什么外力。 „I......” deep looks at Xu Yan, in the smile of old man, seems hiding sad intent, said: „It is not I.” “我……”深深的看着徐言,老者的笑容里,仿佛藏着一种悲意,道:“不是我。” Buzz!!!!!!!!!! 嗡！！！！！！！！！！ When Xu Yan just heard final ‚I am not I’ these characters, the vault in thatched hut was ground by the inexplicable strength suddenly, the star light falls, old daoist the gloomy Yuan god twisted in the star light, the corners of the mouth of distortion became the smile strange, next quarter silent dissipation mist. 当徐言刚刚听到最后的‘我不是我’这几个字,茅草屋的穹顶忽然被莫名的力量碾碎,星光落下,老道士本就暗淡的元神在星光里扭曲了起来,扭曲的嘴角连微笑都变得诡异了起来,下一刻无声无息的消散成云烟。 „Master!” “师父！” Xu Yan in great surprise, an arrow step crashed in the star light, raises head to look, the vault of heaven moon/month bright star in curtain of night is thin. 徐言大惊,一个箭步冲进了星光里,仰头看去,夜幕里的天穹月朗星稀。 Perhaps the dissipation of old daoist, has been doomed, however the time of dissipation, making Xu Yan feel the surprise, the especially final several words, hearing Xu Yan to be specious, do not fully understand. 老道士的消散,或许早已注定,但是消散的时机,让徐言觉得诧异,尤其最后的几句话,听得徐言似是而非,半懂不懂。 „Did a Yuan god clone to be taken back the paradise by the main body? Otherwise should not have the star light to fall.” “难道元神分身被本体收回仙界了？否则不该有星光落下。” Are the words that „master finally spoke actually what meaning? Gives my warning, is his talking to oneself?” “师父最后说的话究竟是什么意思？给我的告诫,还是他的自语？” „Immortal is not the immortal, the day is not the day, I am not I......” “仙不是仙,天不是天,我不是我……” , Xu Yan thought gradually some back rounds coldly, raised the head fiercely, the bright moonlight of top of the head like hook, seems the corners of the mouth that smiles craftily. 渐渐的,徐言觉得后背有些发寒,猛地抬头,头顶的明月如钩,又好似诡笑的嘴角。 „The master has not become an immortal...... is impossible! Said that main has flown upwards for ten thousand years, after the master flies upwards, had the inborn nine colors that as if made by Heaven nine heavy, the main body of master certainly in paradise!” “难道师父没成仙……不可能！道主早已飞升万年,师父飞升之后才有的天生九彩,天成九重,师父的本体一定在仙界！” Blank Xu Yan, a mind blank, actually he cannot think through several words that the master stays behind to suggest, urged, that star light received and instructed, destroyed. 愣怔的徐言,脑海一片空白,他想不通师父留下的几句话究竟是在暗示,还是叮嘱,那道星光是接引,还是摧毁。 „What's wrong! Teachers?” “怎么了！师尊呢？” The line hears the sound in out of the door, pushed the door to walk, saw the roof and old daoist that vanished, the line also at the scene. 道子在门外听到动静,推门走了进来,一看到消失的屋顶和老道士,道子也愣在了当场。 „Immortal, is not the immortal, the day, is not the day, I, am not I...... the master only leave behind these words, dissipated in the star light......” “仙,不是仙,天,不是天,我,不是我……师父只留下这句话,就在星光里消散了……” After long time, Xu Yan mutter said that eyeful doubts. 半晌后,徐言喃喃自语般说道,满眼的疑惑。 Heard the Xu Yan words, the line relaxes suddenly, patted the shoulder of Xu Yan, said: „The words of teacher, how could we can guess, do not forget the teacher, but the body of real immortal, that immortal is not the immortal, has the immortal that but said is not the immortal, but is the god, the day is not the day, may refer to arched and space, as for me is not I, should be the teacher obtained greatly comfortably, built the free and unfettered body, the incarnation myriad, do not have really me, everywhere really I.” 听到徐言的话,道子忽然松了一口气,拍了拍徐言的肩头,道:“师尊的话,我们岂能猜得透,别忘了师尊可是真仙之体,那句仙不是仙,有可是说的仙不是仙,而是神,天不是天,有可能指的是穹和宇,至于我不是我,应该是师尊得到了大自在,修成了逍遥身,已然化身万千,无真我,又处处真我。” The explanation of line, ponders is not groundless actually, but Xu Yan always thought where has is not quite right. 道子的解释,细想倒是不无道理,可是徐言总觉得有什么地方不太对劲。 „That star light, is really the strength of receiving and instructing.” “那星光,真的是接引的力量么。” Talked to oneself, Xu Yan looked at the roof that vanished, the eyebrow peak tightens, searches the hand to hold one page of volumes. 自语中,徐言看了看消失的屋顶,眉峰紧锁,探手抓住了一页道卷。 The 72 pages of volumes of gloomy no light, just like the fallen leaf float in the midair, did not have the beforehand nimble and resourceful aura, above handwriting also becomes even more fuzzy. 暗淡无光的七十二页道卷,犹如落叶般漂浮在半空,没有了之前的灵动气息,其上的字迹也变得越发模糊。 „The aura of volume weakened, the master he, will not have the accident/surprise, if the strength of receiving and instructing, why will also destroy the roof, obliterates a volume the aura?” “道卷的气息变弱了,师父他,不会出现了意外吧,如果是接引的力量,又为何会摧毁屋顶,磨灭道卷的气息？” Hesitated the long time, Xu Yan said this doubts. 沉吟了半晌,徐言道出了这番疑惑。 The line thinks, explained: „We have not seen the strength of true receiving and instructing, has possibility strength to have the prestige energy of destroying, perhaps the strength of receiving and instructing will form a channel, any barrier on this channel will be eliminated, actually takes your my cultivating as, here guessed that radically is the draw conclusion from incomplete data, only if we have to cultivate/repair to completely, a day that will soon fly upwards.” 道子想了想,解释道:“我们并未见过真正的接引之力,有可能这种力量本身就带有摧毁的威能,或许接引之力会形成一种通道,在这条通道上的任何障碍都将被清除,其实以你我的修为,在这里猜测根本是盲人摸象,除非我们也有修为圆满,即将飞升的一天。” „Peak crosses the tribulation, can't feel the turning point that flies upwards?” Xu Yan also asked. “巅峰渡劫,难道也感受不到飞升的契机？”徐言又问。 „Cannot feel, since the inborn nine colors, no one can feel the summon of paradise, the Senior Brother is also the same, therefore these powder immortal powerhouses will explore for nine days, acts as that person of overcoming nature.” “感受不到,自从天生九彩,没人能感受到仙界的召唤,师兄也一样,所以那些散仙强者才会探索九天,争做那补天之人。” Xu Yan nods, but the eyebrow peak does not unfold, old daoist before several words that the dissipation stays behind, just like the advantage puncture to go into his heart. 徐言点了点头,只是眉峰不展,老道士在消散之前留下的几句话,犹如利刺般扎进了他的心头。 Since cannot guess correctly the truth, wants is also useless. 既然猜不到真相,多想也无益。 The reorganization train of thought that the Xu Yan long exhalation one breath, looked that became to the nighttime sky eyes profound. 整理思绪,徐言长长的呼出一口气,看向夜空的双眼变得深邃了起来。 Crescent moon like the hook, reflects in the eyeground of Xu Yan, why does not know, Xu Yan always thought that today's moon, with usually not too, just like an eye that looks at from the vault of heaven. 弯月如钩,倒映在徐言的眼底,不知为何,徐言总觉得今天的月亮,与平常不太一样,犹如一只从天穹背后望来的眼。