Way of Choices

There are lights faintly in the distance of Tianshuling, and the sound of the waterfall can be heard, but around the Shinto Road in Lingnan, it is quiet and there is no light, but the stars shine on the cliffs and straight roads here, shallow canals and Shiping, just those Xinghui could not completely expel the night, and the water in the ditch was as dark as ink.

Xun Mei withdrew his gaze from the top of the mausoleum, looked at Shinto, and then gradually moved down to the pavilion, until finally, it fell on the armor of the man under the pavilion.

After a moment, he walked toward the gazebo, stepping through the clear water in the ditch, as if stirring the ink, but the splash was silver.

What is he going to do? Does he want to break into Shinto? Chen Changsheng, Tang Sanshihe and Zuo Xiu looked at this scene, and their moods became tense.

"Senior!" Chen Changsheng said to Xun Mei.

In the garden outside the hut before, through the starlight, he saw a lot of white hair in Xun Mei's temples, and sympathy, but also a lot of worry.

Xun Mei stopped and turned to look at the three teenagers standing outside Shi Ping.

Unlike Chen Changsheng's three imaginations, Xunmei's expression was calm, without any consternation, and it was not like a poor man who lost his soul. He smiled and asked, "What's the matter, young man?"

Chen Changsheng glanced at the pavilion and found that the legendary **** would still be sleeping, and hesitated and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to Dengling." Xun Mei pointed to Tian Shuling in the night behind him.

He didn't look back, but there was no deviation in the direction of his fingers. His tone was very ordinary. It was like saying that he was going home. The impression was that he had walked this shinto way thousands of times.

Whether it was Dengling or Dengling, Chen Changsheng didn't hear clearly, but no matter what word it had, the meaning was the same, which made him and Tang 36, and folded sleeves more tense.

I don’t know whether it’s an illusion or something. Chen Changsheng always felt that after Xun Mei said this, the starry sea in the night sky seemed to be bright for a moment, and the starlight that fell on the Shiping shallow canal of Tianshuling became a bit thicker. , The gazebo covered with dust, looked at the very worn armor, and it lit up! What made him even more palpitated was that the tombkeeper under the pavilion kept his head down, and the shadow of the armor covered his face, but at the moment when the star light turned on, there was a breeze blowing under the helmet, which brought out A little dust!

Chen Changsheng didn't dare to look over there again. Even Yu Guang looked at Xun Mei and asked, "Why?"

If Xunmei could defeat the tomb-keeper in the pavilion and directly climb to the top of the Tianshu Mausoleum through Shinto, how could it be that he spent the entire 37 years in the Tianshu Mausoleum? I’m afraid I’ve been here for a long time. Since he hasn’t come, it means that he knows that there is no chance of winning.

Yes, no matter how deep Xunmei is, how can he pass the gazebo? If that man could be easily defeated, how would dust accumulate on the armor for hundreds of years? Even if Xun Mei once shared the same name with Wang Po and Xiao Zhang, and observed the monument in the Tianshu Ling for thirty-seven years, the realm is even more unfathomable, but it is still difficult to defeat the man under the pavilion.

The thirty-eighth **** of the mainland, the history is first, this strong man who has been sitting under the pavilion for hundreds of years, only in the five saints and the people in all directions, although the people in the free list are unpredictable, but whether it is cold Wang Po is still a painter, and he dare not say that he is qualified to challenge him.

Listening to Chen Changsheng's words, Xunmei was quiet for a while, instead of directly answering this question, he said seriously, "Thank you."

When thanking him, his eyes flicked across the faces of the three teenagers.

Folded sleeves have problems with meridian and sea knowledge since they were born. They have to endure the pain of whim all the time. If they are ordinary people, I am afraid that they have already lost the courage to live, but he did not. Chen Changsheng stir-fried vegetables, cooking rice and steamed salted fish, he was very yearning for such a peaceful state of mind. Tang 36 yelled in a sacred place like Tianshuling, letting him see the long-lost youth's blood.

Xun Mei did not say anything, but this is the answer to why he went to Dengling.

The three teenagers I met tonight woke him up with courage, determination and youth.

Thirty-seven years of the Tianshuling Observation Monument is a dream. After waking up, I always have to do something.

"You wake me up, I'm going to see the truth, so I'm going to Dengling."

Xun Mei pointed to Tian Shuling in the night behind him again, calm and firm.

"If you are really awake... shouldn't it be to go to Tianshuling to find Wang Po and make a decision?" Tang 36 asked.

Xun Mei laughed when she heard the words, and the laughter echoed on the Shiping, making the ink-like clear water in the canal tremble slightly.

The laughter was getting lower. He looked at the three teenagers calmly and said, "Is my enemy really Wang Po?"

Chen Changsheng and Folded Sleeves were slightly aware, and Tang 36 also gradually frowned.

"No, thirty-seven years later, the shadow of my monastic career has long ceased to be him, but it."

Xun Mei continued to point at Tian Shuling in the night behind him, smiling.

The three of Chen Changsheng were stunned, and then silent. Countless years ago, the celestial scriptures turned into a flash of fire, fell on this continent, and started the wisdom of the people, until the human beings were taught to practice. There is no doubt that this celestial tomb has an irreplaceable role and status for human beings, but it In a sense, this Heavenly Book Tomb is also their biggest enemy in a sense.

The incomprehensible words or pictures on the stone tablets are the high mountains they must cross, and the opponents they must overcome. However, Tian Shuling looks not very dangerous, but it will actually reach the sky. It is extremely difficult to climb with human power alone. , And even defeated the courage and spirit of countless monks.

Xun Mei woke up, saw the truth, and finally understood who his opponent was.

So instead of leaving Tianshuling to find Wang Po, he chose to break into the Shinto.

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In the woods outside the Tianshuling, it was very quiet and there was no sound. The dialogue in front of the Lingnan Shinto Road, logically speaking, could not be reached here, but the two people in the woods understood Xunmei’s intentions. Mao Qiuyu's sleeves tremble slightly, very moving, and the man under the locust tree's eyebrows slightly picks up, like a figure of eight, his eyes are extremely bright, and he wants to grab people's hearts.

In Lingnan, Tianshu, the three teenagers also understood Xun Mei’s intentions, but they were still unacceptable for a while-just woke up from a 37-year dream, returned to the real world, and knew their opponents Who is it, and then to challenge, this is naturally a courageous act, but if you fail, you will enter a longer dark dream, which is too tragic.

Chen Changsheng and Xun Mei met at the beginning of the day and didn’t say a few words. According to the truth, there should be no feelings, but I don’t know why, he always feels that this person gives himself a feeling of intimacy, he sympathizes with this person , Want to do something for him, unwilling to die just after waking up, said: "Please be careful."

Xun Mei smiled, no longer talking, turned around and walked to the pavilion, walking all the way through the water.

When he came to about 100 feet in front of the pavilion, he stopped.

The stone pavement in the south of Tianshu Ling is black, but a large area in front of the pavilion is white, which is the same as the color of Shinto.

Black Shiping, White Shinto, here is the dividing line, or the dividing line between life and death.

The face of the man under the gazebo was shrouded in the shadow of the armor and could not be seen at all.

Suddenly, there was dust flying in the shadow of the helmet. Under the starlight, it looked like tiny fireflies.

A voice also followed from the shadow under the helmet.

The voice was very low and thick, and the water in the shallow channel jumped uncomfortably, like joy and fear, and there were echoes everywhere in the cliffs south of Tianshu Ling.

It was as if the man had been sleeping for hundreds of years, and it was only then that he woke up.

So Tianshuling woke up.

The faint lights in the north of Tianshuling, with the sound resounding through the cliff, shook slightly, and then a sharp sound of breaking the sky sounded, snorting.

The night breeze made a little effort, the clothes brought the wind, and Gou Hanshi came to the edge of Shiping as soon as possible. Immediately afterwards, Liang Banhu, Guan Feibai, and Qijian also came over.

"What's the matter?" Guan Feibai stepped forward, looking at the room with a slight shock.

Tang Thirty-six said slightly: "I don't understand this? Someone wants to break into the Shinto."

"Someone dares to break into Shinto? Who is it?"

Ming Han Shi guessed that under the pavilion should be the legendary tomb-keeper, the mainland's first **** will be blue, so who is the Luo Tuo middle-aged man confronting him at this time?

"Xun Mei." Chen Changsheng said.

"Tao Xue Xun Mei?" Gou Hanshi raised his eyebrows slightly, looking surprised.

Qi Jian was surprised and said: "Xun Mei is still alive? Is it true that the rumor is true, he has been hiding in the Tianshu Ling to observe the monument?"

Folded sleeves said with no expression on the side: "We have already said the same thing."

Qijian found out that it was him, and a small expression suddenly appeared on his face, holding the sword handle.

Folded sleeves did not look at him, just before looking at Shinto.

"How come the four of you who are away from Shan Jianzong? The motion was so big just now, didn't those guys hear it?" Tang 36 asked a little.

Gou Hanshi said: "Those people are watching the monument and are not willing to leave."

Chen Changsheng is still a little bit hard to understand, even though he is still reading those stone tablets late at night. Does the temptation of Tianshu really be so great? Thinking of Xun Mei's talented people, he was also trapped by those stone tablets for a full thirty-seven years. When he looked at Tianshuling in the night, he suddenly felt a little eerie.

"Those who pass the line, die." There was a voice from the gazebo

This voice started in the shadow of the worn armor, it was very plain, but with a sense of vicissitudes, like an ancient city wall, the surface looked like it was covered with moss, mottled, and even the surface had begun to flake off. But in fact, it is still extremely strong, and no matter how powerful the attack is, it will not damage it in any way.

Xunmei stood in front of the invisible line and looked at the pavilion and said, "I don't want to retreat. I can't stand like this all the time, so I always try to see if I can cross this line."

"Several decades ago, Wang Po said the same, but in the end, he stood here all night without taking a step forward."

The worn armor covers the body of the legendary general under the pavilion, and his voice can only be heard through the armor. It looks a little low and has a strange smell, like a sharp blade, more like a tongue sticking out After licking the blade, the slightly sweet irony and **** smell mixed together.

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