The whole comprehension world is fighting for vicious idiots

The Yu Luo Xiao Terrace 1 years ago was very lively, even the cultivation world was also lively.

There are only sects and casual cultivators, there are no 36 heavenly cities, and no dynasties.

Even the Zhenyu Dynasty was just a sectarian force in the name of the country at that time.

Yetan walks in the Continent of Comprehension every day. He is different from the flower who was always sluggish after more than 1 years. There is a smile that seems to have nothing in the tranquility on his face, but his cold eyes are more beautiful than 1 years later. Ten thousand years later, it will develop even less.

Those emerald-colored eyes are drawn down, placed in the void, like the gods and Buddhas in hell who save all living beings, with a gentle and sober fatigue.

He is not even like the flower 1 years later. He doesn't care about death if he doesn't want to live. He has no expectations for this world. He needs Zi Sang Junyan to pull him and warm him.

Ye Tan from 1 years ago was gentle and powerful, and it was the same for this world.

He walked in the realm of cultivation, and when he met those children with rough fate, the weak, he would rescue them and take them to Yu Luoxiao Terrace.

If anyone wants to change their destiny, he will not hesitate to give them the opportunity.

Some calculated his kindness, some were greedy, and some were selfish.

He could see it all clearly, but he didn't care.

Zisang Junyan: "Why are you not angry?"

Yetan 1 years ago didn't like to look at people when he was talking, he didn't look into Zisang Junyan's eyes, and said casually, "Are you going to be angry?"

Zisang Junyan shook his head.

Yetan: "That's why I'm not angry."

Zisang Junyan was very calm: "I'm not angry, because I won't treat them as well as you. If I do something to benefit them, it's not for them."

Ye Tan smiled: "I am good to them, not for their sake. It is because I want to ascend."

Yetan 1 years ago was always sober and had a clear goal. Even if he couldn't ascend, he was already very much like a god.

He has the air of a god in him.

Zisang Junyan: "Do you want to try to accumulate merit?"

Ye Tan closed his eyes halfway, and said calmly: "The Dao of Heaven is the nearest god that people can touch and observe. I am trying to correct the situation that I may be missing. So I invite you to go with me, get close to the Dao of Heaven, and the Dao follows the law. nature."

Zisang Junyan: "I am not the way of heaven now."

Ye Tan looked at him, there was no disbelief in his eyes and expression, he just nodded slightly: "Is this so? It doesn't matter."

He turned around and walked forward calmly, as if he was aimless, as if he was just taking a casual walk in this comprehension continent.

The voice is calm: "After the tribulation period, there is an endless lifespan. I can try it slowly."

At this time, he was not in a hurry, calm and gentle, and very patient. It was impossible to imagine that he would not hesitate to deceive the gods because of his eagerness to ascend.

Yetan seldom stayed in Biluo Mountain, and rarely stayed in one place.

He is like the legendary god who drives the sun and the moon, most of the time he walks in the clouds and the sky, even if he stays in a certain place occasionally, it is as high as the blue mountain, always looking at the distant sky.

Zisang Junyan asked him why?

Ye Tan said calmly: "Those mountains and peaks that block the view will make me feel that the world is like a big cage, and I can't breathe. Once when I was a child, I couldn't breathe and kept running forward. I don't know. After running tiredly for a long time, I found that there is another mountain behind the mountain, and I have no strength to run down the mountain and turn over another mountain."

When Yetan answered, Zisang Junyan felt that he already knew the answer.

It was as if Ye Tan was looking at him when he was striding forward like this back then.

Ye Tan was in a deep trance: "Why do people want to cultivate immortality? Some people say it is for longevity, and some say it is for becoming immortal. I am thinking that the first person in the world to cultivate immortality may be because he wants to live. If he can't fly to the world Where he can breathe freely, he will suffocate to death. Because he wants to live, he stepped into the practice."

When he was talking, Zisang Junyan looked at him quietly.

He travels in the morning light in the daytime, and rides in the clouds at night.

I especially like the night, riding the moonlight and the wind, passing through the entire comprehension continent.

Although he didn't say anything, Zisang Junyan accompanied him and watched him walk and change his route again and again, but after a long time, every inch of the place came into view clearly, and the vast expanse of land was like a cramped back garden Just as small.

And Ye Tan, who was trapped on this planet, on this continent, was like being locked in a slightly larger ornate cage.

"Jun Yan, do you feel it? This world is like a bigger cage."

Zisang Junyan calmed down and hummed.

"If you stay in a cage for a long time, you will go crazy. Don't you feel lonely? You are the only god in this world."

Zisang Junyan was calm and indifferent: "I won't."

"Yes, you said that you are not the way of heaven now."

There is always a seemingly innocent smile on Yetan's face, like the clearest, softest and faintest moonlight when the night is coming to an end and the sky is coming.

Zisang Junyan could rarely see his eyes clearly.

After 1 years, Ye Tan always looks at people quietly with those emerald cold eyes.

1 years ago, Yetan's eyes were usually closed and half closed, hidden under crow feather-like eyelashes, looming.

Extreme sobriety and burnout coexist on that gentle and beautiful face, reminiscent of the epiphyllum blooming at night.

It is obviously pure and pure white, but because of its excessive beauty, even if it is quiet and expressionless, it still gives people a cold and tired beauty like holding one's breath.

No matter how beautiful people are, they will get used to it after looking at it for a long time, and they will regard it as ordinary, because people's eyes will get used to beauty and get tired.

But this person was the complete opposite. Even though he had no expression on his face, the longer he looked at him, the more beautiful he felt. He was so beautiful that one couldn't breathe until he felt suffocated.

It is others who are confused.

The more beautiful and decadent he is, the more sober he is.

He tried countless ways, always with a clear and consistent goal, just to ascend.

Every method fails, but after he thinks about it, he will soon start a new attempt, tirelessly.

Zi Sang Junyan: "As time goes by, the power of heaven will become stronger and stronger. The period of catastrophe is also the period when heaven is the strongest. Therefore, there are many records of people's ascension in ancient times, but few people today. At the same time, the ascension of The Tao is under attack, and the heavens are preventing people from this world from ascending."

Ye Tan: "Why? Could it be that the heavens are also being destroyed?"

Zisang Junyan denied it: "Any world will be destroyed, but it is far more than that, and the highest realm of the heavens will not be destroyed, it is an eternal realm."

Ye Tan: "That's good."

He is still tirelessly trying all the methods that allow him to ascend, studying the information left by the predecessors who ascended tens of thousands of years ago.

But Yu Luo Xiaotai and the cultivation world are not so peaceful.

He was too young and too beautiful.

There are many people who have given up their ascension. After giving up their ascension, they will always pursue something for a long time.

Some people are looking for power, some are looking for power, and some are looking for beauty.

In the realm of comprehension, in Yu Luoxiao Terrace, many people admire this gentle and ruthless master of Yu Luoxiao Terrace.

Although Yetan is ruthless, he is very gentle to everyone.

He is so beautiful, even if he does nothing, just being looked at by him can make people feel turbulent, and some people even mistakenly think that he is actually cultivating in the path of sentimentality.

Later, everyone in Yu Luo Xiaotai knew that the head of the sect followed the Dao and the Dao of Heaven, and all living beings were the same in his eyes, so it was impossible for him to love anyone.

People like him can be indifferent, arrogant, ruthless, and even cruel, but they must never be gentle.

If he is gentle, there will be countless people who love him wishful thinking because of his beauty, who are fascinated and crazy, and mistakenly think that they can get him with a little effort, and ignore his strength.

It's like a knife that is actively handed to someone else.

Every time he launched a tribulation for his ascension, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him.

They hoped that he would fail, hoped that his cultivation base would be compromised, hoped that he would be pulled down from the altar, hoped that he would possess the unique beauty in this world.

Those people are his opponents, his enemies, and maybe they have been his teachers, his fellow students, his disciples, and maybe even the people he saved.

In the past, they waited patiently, because their enemy only had ascension, and as long as there was a problem with the ascension, they would have a chance.

However, there is one more person beside Ye Tan now.

At this time, no one knew that the person next to Yetan was the spirit of heaven.

They only felt that this young man who was by Ye Tan's side day and night, although he looked ruthless, his eyes were always looking at Ye Tan.They judge others by themselves, and they don't believe that he will be indifferent.

Someone threatened and lured, implying to win over Zi Sang Junyan.

They believed that Zisang Junyan was the closest person to Yetan and the person he trusted the most. If he was willing, Yetan would not be able to ascend.

Then, in the dark and cold, lonely and dangerous eyes that were like the eternal night, these people felt chills all over their bodies, and their fear receded.

Zisang Junyan didn't know if Yetan was aware of the greed and desire surging around him.

Ye Tan only saw the emptiness in the sky, he said softly: "A group of people who have the ability to directly reach the road of immortals have neither the reincarnation of mortals nor the persistence of becoming immortals. This world is like a world to them. A cage, a Colosseum, and an urn for raising Gu. The most ferocious thing in the cage is either a demon or a fallen fairy. If I can't ascend, if the world hasn't been destroyed by then, the world will become the demon of my heart In the same way, I will also become the worst fallen fairy. Therefore, I must ascend."

That epiphyllum seems to be dying, as if it is blooming.

When the flowers bloom, every minute they bloom, they are closer to decadence and more beautiful.

He was so quiet and tired that people couldn't tell whether that face was closer to the ultimate beauty, or closer to decadence.

Yetan, 1 years later, does not care about life and death, and may be closer to the decadence of blooming and withering.

Yetan 1 years ago, because he was always sober, he seemed to be holding the neck of time tenderly and mercilessly, walking from decadence to prosperity, going upstream against the current.

Then, finally, during a certain time of crossing the catastrophe, Ye Tan went mad.

His face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and he lost the last bit of smile on his face. He drooped his eyebrows and closed his eyes, with a dejected and empty expression, and said gently to Zi Sang Junyan, "I want to retreat, you help me guard it."

Before he even had time to find a safe place for himself and set up a barrier, he fell into meditation.

During those seven to seven days, Zisang Junyan sat under the tallest tree in Biluo Mountain, and Ye Tan leaned on his shoulder with his eyes closed.

There are many people, coming in waves like a tide.

They even make Zisang Junyan feel less human sometimes.

Like, polluted distracting thoughts in the laws of heaven.

They said, "Don't you want to keep him?"

Heaven refused to let him ascend, didn't he want to keep him?

"...Tie his feet so that he can't go anywhere. He can only look at you and smile at you..."

In Yetan's eyes, this world is already a prison. To Tiandao, isn't it already tied his feet so that he can't go anywhere?

"...You don't want to blindfold him, don't want to make him cry? Let him lose his mind because of you, please? You don't want to break his ruthless way and let him be sympathetic to you?"

People were disappointed, that handsome and indifferent man, born pale and noble, seemed to be naturally calm and ruthless, indifferent from beginning to end, unaffected by the desire and madness in their words.

"...Ah, I see, you want to monopolize it? There is no difference between you and us. You are just luckier than us. He trusts you, and you are better than us."

Heavy snow covered the ground with blood.

Zisang Junyan sat there the whole time without moving, and his dark, indifferent and restrained eyes did not look at Yetan on his shoulder.

He calmly looked at the snowy sky, and after a long time, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

The snow fell for a long time, and Zisang Junyan stayed up all night without sleeping.

Until no one dares to cross the line again.

Until Zisang Junyan's blood calmed down again.

He didn't even look at the person over his shoulder.

The little panda named Tianshu approached on tiptoe, and also stood by at a distance, trembling, peeking at the pale and indifferent Zi Sang Junyan.

[Why...don't you look at him? 】

Zisang Junyan remained indifferent.

He made a decision, and after seeing it, this decision might be shaken.

"It turns out that you were originally his book."

【ha? 】The little panda couldn't understand, and the little panda was very embarrassed. It sighed and thought, the master's plan seemed to fail.

Leaning on Zisang Junyan's shoulder, Yetan, who became obsessed because of his failed ascension, opened his eyes at some point.

He looked at the heavy snow all over the sky for a long time.

Ye Tan said softly: "Did you hear what they said?"

Zisang Junyan didn't move, just hummed in a calm voice.

Yetan smiled, his eyes were clear and cold, looking at the void, his voice was soft and light: "Don't you want to try? Just like they said, cover my eyes with red silk and make me cry. If If it's yours, it doesn't matter."

Zisang Junyan: "Why is it my words, it doesn't matter?"

Ye Tan left his shoulders, stood up, turned his back to him, not very careful, but with a gentle voice, smiled a little, and said softly: "Ah, I want to pretend to be a failure to cross the catastrophe, try to fall in love with Tian Dao Can't fly. As a result, our Heavenly Dao is completely unmoved."

He doesn't look weak at all now.

Zisang Junyan stood behind him, his eyes were cold and silent, and he asked him again: "Why is it my words, it doesn't matter?"

Ye Tan paused, then slowly turned back to look at him, in the wind and snow, his brows were pure and holy, looking into his eyes, very similar to those 1 years later.

His words and eyes were completely different, gentle and loose: "Well, it's nothing. Ascension failed again, and I was a little depressed. I think their proposal is a bit interesting. It seems good to think about pulling Tiandao down from the altar. After all, you So pretty."

Those emerald-colored eyes that were always sober and a little cold even bent slightly.

On Zisang Junyan's heartless and heartless face, there was no emotion that could be understood by others, and he looked at Yetan with dark eyes.

His expressionless face was never without emotion, but all the deep emotions were in the depths of his eyes, so he was calm and indifferent.

Yetan stood in front of him, looking at him gently with downcast eyes, the eyes were so clear, it reminded people of all the sad things in life.

Because they were standing very close, their voices were extremely low, and the expressions of each other were very clear: "Is it because of loneliness that Heaven doesn't want people to ascend?"

Zisang Junyan looked into his eyes: "No."

Ye Tan asked again: "After I ascend, will you be lonely?"

This time, Zisang Junyan didn't answer, his thin lips were pursed indifferently.

Ye Tan lowered his eyes, obviously without any emotion, but every inch of his face made people feel gentle: "In the past 1000 years, when you appeared, the cage of heaven and earth seemed not so difficult."

He closed his eyes and frowned lightly, as if he was trying to break free in the last bit of his life.

Like, the lonely paleness closest to death before the epiphyllum blooms.

Before he opened his long eyebrows and opened his eyes, Zisang Junyan said, "Try again, this time, you can ascend."

Ye Tan paused, opened his eyes, and looked at him quietly: "Why?"

Zi Sang Junyan's quiet and lonely face at this moment reminds people of all the descriptions similar to ruthless and hard-hearted.

Like a human figure imitated by a thousand-year-old glacier, there is nothing in this world that can represent the way of heaven more than this face.

Zisang Junyan's voice was very low and hoarse. He didn't answer, but said: "After you ascend, I won't, I won't be lonely anymore."