Chen Nian stepped on the golden arch bridge and stood at the end of the bridge. The dark boy looked back and never saw Mr. Chen again


    "Old age, don''t look back, don''t be afraid, move forward." Ling Yun''s gentle voice came. The boy took a deep breath and strode forward.


    The young man walking on the golden arch bridge is like a tiny dust in the vast sky. From the golden sky, there are faces slowly emerging. Overlooking the dust, the vast sky oppresses the young man''s back. The young man hums all over, and his back is bent. He wants to shout Ling Yun, but he thinks that his husband won''t let him turn back.


    "The bridge to heaven, are you such ants? Go back


    "Back off!"


    There is a golden Buddha falling from the nine days, stepping on the lotus, a Buddha singing, shaking his ears, "looking back is the shore."


    The young man was sweating and his eyes were lax.


    Another young man with ups and downs and an old Taoist robe said in a soft voice: "the sage is not big in the end, so it can become big. Go back."


    Some golden gods scold, some monks in ancient armor hang down the thunderbolt, but they will not fall down. The young man''s back is bent, standing still, sweating profusely, dare not retreat, dare not advance.


    From the sea of Lingyun heart, out of a white figure, with a smile asked: "really willing to this opportunity?"


    "The world is vast, can make a fist, the heart is happy; It''s a chance that there is no enemy within three feet of the green front. " Ling Yun said with a smile.


    Ling Yun in white laughs. Although he is a virtual shadow, he has a shoulder to shoulder relationship with Ling Yun. "You have to know that the twelve highest gods in ancient heaven are still not as good as this chance. Although it''s rare, how do you know if you don''t try? That child has a good talent, but it''s not what you want in the end. What the sword points to is generally convenient and simple. "


    Ling Yun shook his head and said, "I can''t see what it is, but I can feel it. Since Chen Nian can see it and go up, that''s a bigger chance than me. Why can''t I?"


    The figure in white nodded. He stood up straight, walked to the edge of the golden arch bridge, stretched a long stretch, stepped in slowly, and sang aloud:


    The world is vast, pour Beidou carefully, scoop up the river of stars and sing a long song!


    When Lingyun in white stepped into the golden arch bridge, he drank and sang:


    I am drunk with heaven and earth, and heaven and earth respect me.


    I am invincible in the world, and all beings respect me as God.


    Ling Yun in white came to Chen Nian and said in a loud voice: "Chen Nian, and straight up, walking forward?"


    Ling Yun in white was carrying it with one hand, looking rebellious and arrogant. He said, "what gods and Buddhas dare not go out of the gate of heaven, how dare they dare not fight in front of people?"


    Ling Yun in white walked side by side with Ling Yun, "Chen Nian, go ahead! Let''s see who dares to stop you! "


    Lingyun in white doesn''t have any accomplishments. It''s just the trend of his existence. It''s the future of Lingyun''s life. It''s also the final manifestation of the main road of Qiankun zhanshenjue. Although he can''t fight, his momentum is not weaker than anyone else. It can be said that when he is strong, he will be strong. It can be said that Lingyun in white is the most original expression of his mind, and he has no stagnation when he makes a fist or a sword, The fist is fierce and the sword is unparalleled.


    Even if the three religions'' ancestors were in front of them, they would dare to use their swords without fear; Even the road of heaven and earth will bow to me.


    Chen Nian turned his head and looked at Lingyun in white in surprise, "sir?"


    Ling Yun in white, with his hands on his back, glanced at the golden face in the sky, as well as Taoist Buddha, Confucian scholar and military friar. He said gently, "Chen Nian, you just go ahead. What do you care about them?"


    "In life, you should do what you like and dare to do. If you don''t turn back, you can only move forward. Don''t bend down, don''t turn back, and don''t stop," laughs Ling Yun in white.


    The old man nodded heavily and straightened his waist slowly. The white cloud turned into a breeze, and the light wind blew his sleeve. The dark boy moved forward slowly, and the spirit scolded: "mole ant!"


    "Fuck you! Why can''t Lao Tzu''s disciples? " Lingyun, standing on the top of Zhuwu mountain, feels the return of Lingyun in white, knows something happened inside and yells.


    The dark boy walks very slowly, but every step is very steady. Ling Yun guesses that this is actually an opportunity prepared for him by someone who takes good care of himself. Of course, Ling Yun wants it very much, but Chen Nian''s talent is higher than his own, and his future achievements will be higher. It''s more appropriate for him to get that opportunity.


    If one day Mr. and students have fallen out, what should we do? Ling Yun doesn''t care about it. Besides, where can Mr. and students fall out so easily.


    As Chen Nian approached the top of the arch bridge, he suddenly stopped and a picture appeared in front of him.


    It was a young man in white, holding a broken sword, but his white clothes were broken, and his arms were white. Suddenly, a black figure appeared. The sword passed through his heart, and the young man in white was full of gold. His eyes were just opposite to Chen Nian, and his eyes were soft. Ling Yun didn''t know what he was talking about, But it can be seen that it is called "Xiaonian".


    "Sir?"


    Chen Nian cried softly. The dying young man laughed. Then he slowly pulled out the long sword inserted in his heart and cut a sword towards the sky which was dyed red by blood. The whole sky was torn open with a huge crack. From the crack, several ferocious heads came out. The young man in white reached out and grabbed one of the heads. He pinched it hard and burst it to pieces, When the young man waved his sword again, he chopped up all the heads, and then stepped into the crack.


    He never hesitated, never looked back.


    When the blood color of the sky gradually dissipates, you walk down from the sky in plain white, followed by many people, arched the young man in white in the middle, but if you look carefully, you will find that there is no vitality in the young man in white


    In the picture, a young man in green clothes and a green jade hairpin stands on a mountain of corpses, with his hands on his back. The blood and cremation become a gale, rolling up his robes and hunting.


    The young man turned around and looked indifferent


    Chen Nian suddenly woke up. On the golden arch bridge, there stood a young man with golden eyes in white. He carried his hands and looked down at Chen Nian. "Chen Nian... Is it Chen Nian turning over the old accounts, or Chen Nian remembering the past?"


    "More than a year." Old age is the way of justice.


    Golden eyes youth looked up at the sky, gently hummed a, "every year more than, very good."


    His voice is warm and mellow, and the listener is like drinking a cup of old wine, which makes people have endless aftertaste


    "How do you know I''m a senior?" The young man with golden eyes looked back. He was a young man in green who was waiting anxiously. His appearance was similar to that of an old friend, but he was too thin, and his physical condition was not very good. According to the original agreement, he should follow the young man. To be exact, he was the temporary protector of the young man, and even became his most effective help in the future.


    But no matter the Twelve Supreme gods in the ancient heaven or the woman who has been watching coldly for thousands of years, they will not become the person who commands him, let alone restrain him. He is willing to be here, but he is willing, not the restriction of the later ghosts. Who he is willing to choose is also his business.


    Promises like this are always kept by the weaker party. They can only expect the stronger party to keep them, but it depends on whether the stronger party is willing to.


    If he is willing, he will. If he is not willing, he will not. No one can say one more word.


    He promised at the beginning that he was just in a good mood. Even if she came, it would depend on his mood. He is in a good mood now. If he came to the white dress, he could consider it. However, compared with the young man, he likes the child in front of him better, because when he grows up, he will be much more beautiful than the young man, As his sword bearer, how can he be too ugly?


    "Listen to the old man. When you go out and see someone bigger than yourself, you will not lose." Chen Nian answered truthfully.


    "You mean I''m old?" Gold Mou youth smile full face of say, but old age instinct of feel a Sen cold.


    "Politely speaking, such as the appearance of the elder, how can you tell how old he is?" Chen added, "not at all."


    The young man nodded with satisfaction, "you wait for me here."


    The golden light in the eyes of the young man with golden eyes gradually dissipated and became the same as ordinary people, but his cold and rebellious temperament will never be taken back.


    The young man with golden eyes went to the top of Zhuwu mountain and looked at Lingyun. Lingyun carried it with one hand and looked indifferent. The young man with golden eyes looked at Lingyun, and Lingyun looked at him, "how old are you?"


    "Stay there for a while," the young man said lightly. "She got married and had children. Unfortunately, the children are less than half of her."


    So far, Ling Yun has rarely heard about his mother. Sometimes he thinks whether his mother and father are the kind of love between the rich and the poor. If so, he will one day ask his mother''s family why they want to stop them from falling in love.


    But when he knew his father''s identity, Ling Yun didn''t have that kind of conjecture, but now when the young man said that, he probably guessed that it was his mother, "how do you feel about your old age?"


    "Not so much." Golden eyes youth light said, the vicissitudes of life, Tianjiao Junjie, he has seen too much, too much, that in an era, are the most dazzling existence, he has seen a lot, a lot, too many, see how?


    Do you have to give him something because of his better talent?


    "How do you feel about it?" Ling Yun asked.


    Golden eyes youth close to Lingyun, although two people are looking at each other, but Lingyun feel particularly small, "you are questioning me?"


    "I''m asking for advice." Ling Yundan.


    "You are so long years, very few dare to talk to me like this," said the young man with golden eyes. "How can I tell you my opinion?"


    "He''s fine."


    "It has something to do with you?"


    "Why do you have to be like this


    "What kind?"


    "It''s so poignant." Ling Yun was a little uncomfortable.


    Golden eye youth hit a ring finger, then slowly say: "so you tell me, why should I be influenced by your decision?"


    "I''m just asking about the results."


    "Can you see why you asked ahead of time, you care about that child?"


    "He''s my student."


    "The realm is not high, the talent is not good, the study is basic, can accept the student? Isn''t it true that the new heaven, the founder of the three religions, also wants to respect my ancestors Golden eyes youth sneer way.


    "If they want to, I won''t stop them. Of course, I can''t stop them." Ling Yun calmly said, he stepped back, bent over, sincere and solemn tone, "Chen Nian is a very good child, please think about it again, have a look!"


    The young man with golden eyes also stepped back. He had golden pupils and hands on his back. He didn''t speak any more. He didn''t make Ling Yun stand up straight, and he didn''t plan to leave. He just watched Ling Yun quietly. His memory was not very good. It was good to have similar scenes in the past. Anyway, he didn''t remember much, but he still had a little impression recently, Of course, the important thing is that Ling Yun has a relationship with her.


    "But you have to be clear, give him, in this era, maybe you will be like me, become a spectator."


    "The onlooker of an era is very lonely and boring, even more boring," he added