my sea is filled

In the vast white world, it seems that someone is whispering and talking.

"Why do you keep following me?"

"You can't talk?"

"Hey, don't look at me, don't follow me, don't walk behind me, don't get too far away from me, don't get too close, just stand here and don't move, you are allowed to take a step when I take a step."

"Pfft, why are you acting like a fool."

"Why are you so powerful, you are so powerful, then why are you pestering me, oh, I'm going to be angry, hey, I said I'm going to be angry!"

"Wood, hum."

The white mist dissipated a bit, Su Qing stretched out his hand to wave the mist in front of him, and vaguely saw two figures in front of him.

One person is the man in the portrait, the whole person is very deserted, with a gray-white gown, only the ink between the eyebrows is two points thicker, and it looks much more vivid, especially those eyes, which only look at When you are with people around you, you are full of tenderness.

Su Qing frowned, and he looked at the young man next to the man, who looked exactly like him.

And it seems to be him, only he will have the bright pearl in the sea.

Holding the pearl, the young man looked at the man next to him from time to time, occasionally being sly for a moment, as if he was thinking of something weird.

And the man just quietly followed behind him.

It was a day of heavy snowfall, there were countless white snows under the feet, and the sky began to snowflakes at some point, one piece after another.

The man stopped suddenly, and the boy looked over in confusion, only to see the man reach out and gently brush the white snow on the boy's head, and then slowly open a white umbrella.

There is nothing in the white umbrella, a piece of white, the white snow falls little by little, and falls on the umbrella, gathering a small piece of snow color.

The young man glanced up at the man, raised his head and continued to walk forward.

The man didn't seem to care about himself at all, he just stubbornly hit the umbrella on the boy's head to protect him from the wind and snow.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the boy finally stopped.

I saw that in front of them was the corner of the sea at the end of the cultivation world, and there was a formation at the very edge of the corner of the sea, and from that formation, they could return to the sea.

It can be seen that the boy seems to want to take the man back to Canghai.

The world of comprehension does not tolerate him, nor does it tolerate men. Perhaps it is the best ending to go back to the sea together.

But the man's face changed slightly after seeing the formation. The young man held the pearl and planned to activate the formation, but the man held his wrist and shook his head gently.

He couldn't enter the sea, just like the boy couldn't return to the ghost world with him.

The boy seemed very angry. He stomped his feet in displeasure, and pushed the man, but failed to push the man halfway.

"Hey, anyway, I'm going back to Canghai. If you don't want to go in with me, then we won't be together anymore."

The man couldn't speak, he just gently held the boy's wrist again, and shook his head.

He pointed to the formation, then pointed to himself, and shook his head again.

The young man looked confused, he seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand.

The man raised his hand, kicked up a piece of sea water, the sea water solidified in mid-air, and then two small figures appeared.

There is a formation in front of the two villains, the two formations are incompatible, neither of them can enter the opponent's formation, they can only jump over the formation to the other side.

And that formation is the formation of the shrunken Canghai Entrance.

The young man came to his senses after a while, and he didn't know what he had thought of, so he turned his head and walked away, but not in the direction of the sea.

The man hurriedly followed and raised the white umbrella for the boy again.

Su Qing turned his head sideways, and he stood aside, watching two people pass by him.

Another white mist invaded, blurring everything.

When the white mist dissipated again this time, Su Qing found that there was a white jade palace all around.

There were some voices in the White Jade Palace, Su Qing walked over there, and found two figures lying on the couch, it was the boy and the man.

The young man lay on the man's body, picked up a lock of the man's hair and circled it on his fingers, and held a pen in the other hand as if he wanted to draw something. When he fixed his eyes, he found a scroll beside the young man. It's just that the pen hasn't been written yet.

Probably the young man didn't know what he wanted to draw, but the picture scroll looked very precious, and there was a jade pendant with Pisces playing with pearls hanging on it.

After a while, the boy got up from the man, kicked him, and handed the pen to the man very unhappy. It could be seen that he didn't know what to draw and was a little annoyed.

The man took the pen, thought for a while, raised the young man's finger, and lightly scratched a few drops of blood. The pen tip was stained with blood, but the young man hit him several times.

The man just looked at the boy gently, and waited until the boy calmed down before starting to paint.

This pen seems to be very different, even if it does not stick to the ink, it can be excellent, and soon the man has finished a picture, which is exactly the boy's side profile.

The boy sat on the ground and raised his head, as if he was looking at something, his expression was very focused.

When the man finished painting, the young man picked up the painting and looked at it for a while, then rolled his eyes and pulled out another scroll beside him.

It can be seen that these two scrolls are a pair. The man glanced at the young man, but this time he embraced the young man, hugged him and held his hand, and continued to draw. This time, it was the man himself.

The man lowered his head slightly, with a gentle expression, and stretched out a hand, as if he wanted to help someone up.

When the two paintings are put together, it can be seen immediately that this is a closed painting.

The man took out a drop of his own blood, and then dripped it into the painting. The two people in the painting disappeared, and the blank paper scroll was restored.

The boy looked at the scroll curiously for a while, then put it aside in boredom and ran out to play again.

The man carefully put away the scroll and sealed the two paintings.

He thought for a while, and then started writing.

——Double Happiness Picture.

Both happy, just right.

Su Qing frowned again.

He watched the man chase the boy out, but he stood where he was and didn't follow him out.

Soon the white mist struck again, and there was a loud noise. Su Qing looked up and saw the color of dark clouds above his head, as if some terrible thunder was brewing.

This made Su Qing think of something, and looked back subconsciously, there were ruins and scorched earth all around, white smoke rising from one place after another, a mess, and wreckage all over the ground.

He looked up and found that the man was lying on the ground, his clothes were torn, it was obvious that he had suffered a lot of thunder.

But the young man at the side didn't seem to be having a good time either. He looked at the man in a daze.

The man walked towards the boy, but another large piece of thunder fell, causing the man to tremble slightly, and even a large amount of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The young man was also affected, and at the moment he was in a mess and covered in scars.

The man understood something, but he didn't dare to get close to the boy anymore. He stepped back slightly, his eyes still filled with tenderness that couldn't be melted away.

It's not that he doesn't want to get close, but if the approach makes the opponent's hand, then he can only retreat.

The young man coughed, seemed very dissatisfied, and muttered in his mouth, as if he was talking about something, but it was a pity that Su Qing stood a little far away, so he couldn't hear clearly.

At this time, another flash of light passed by in the sky.

The man raised his head, he seemed to understand everything, he looked at the young man again, at that moment, the wind blew up and the white smoke blew up, and there was something tragic about it.

From the man's body, black air rose one after another, and above the void, there seemed to be a door looming.

Ghost door.

Looking at the door, the young man seemed to have thought of something. He stood up staggeringly, and wanted to go towards the man, but thunder came down again, directly striking the young man, causing the young man to fall to the ground. He even couldn't help curling up, his whole body was dying.

The man seemed to want to go there very much, but he still didn't dare to get closer.

He raised his head, let out a breath, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, like a wry smile.

All along, he seemed to have no emotions, his whole person was deserted and reclusive, but at this moment, he looked unbearable and helpless, even a little sad.

He looked at the boy and let out a slow breath.

But at this moment, the sky rolled for a while, and another thunder fell. This time, the thunder was more fierce than before, as if it wanted to destroy the entire land.

Everything dissipated, and the surroundings became empty and empty, only those two paintings rose slowly.

Su Qing's eyes flickered for a moment, he lowered his head, looked at the Pisces Playing Pearl and Jade Pendant in his hand, and finally understood all this.

Ye Mu didn't lie to him, for thousands of years, it was indeed Ye Mu, and Ye Mu left a wisp of blood essence in the picture scroll, so this blood essence was nourished by the picture scroll, and a little wisdom came out in this Pisces Playing Pearl and Jade Pendant. in.

Then the only question came out, why didn't Su Qing remember these things that happened back then?

Could it be that someone modified his memory?

But my friend is not good at doing this kind of thing, and he can't modify his memory. In the sea, he is locked in the star prison, while his friend is sealed in the land of the sea. Even if he can transform his mind, it is far from enough to modify The strength of your own memory.

Therefore, the only thing that can modify one's own memory is the way of heaven.

——Heaven.

The surroundings suddenly became brighter, Su Qing raised his head, and found that he had come out of the painting, and this place was still Siyue Palace.

Su Qing was very puzzled, why did Tiandao treat herself like this?

If Tiandao can modify his memory, will his temperament be modified by Tiandao?

Why did God do this?

Suddenly, there was another loud noise from outside, Su Qing subconsciously looked outside, with a slightly puzzled expression.

Is it because of him that the law of heaven does not tolerate Ye Mu?

What is the relationship between him and Tiandao?But he also knows very clearly that the way of heaven does not allow him, so why does the way of heaven not allow them?

Su Qing walked towards the entrance of Siyue Palace, but the palace was surrounded by black air, and he couldn't get out with his foundation-building cultivation.

Although he didn't know what happened outside, he could understand that it was probably the Dao of Heaven who made a move after hearing those movements.

Su Qing lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

The way of heaven is an order, and it is also the way for all things to grow. If the way of heaven does not allow it, then it must not exist in this world.

Since ancient times, although there have been many evil spirits and monsters, they have all been annihilated with the years, and the Heavenly Dao has not deliberately blocked them, but why has the Heavenly Dao deliberately intervened several times?