The rest of my life is just for you

"Where are we going? There is a piece of sand ahead, where is the road?"

"Hey, hey, are you talking? You think you can solve the problem by pretending to be stupid, but you are talking!"

After walking for a long time, Li Yifan still couldn't change the scene in front of him. Li Yifan was a little annoyed, but the person who spoke in his mind just now didn't make a sound at all, as if he was imagining him.

"Well, um, don't think about it, I am real, but there is no entity, you can't see it! People just take a nap for a while, why are you excited, well, isn't that the entrance?"

Following the speaker's voice, there was a pit in the middle of the sea of ​​sand, and the sand was flowing into that pit. Soon, a staircase appeared in front of him, and Li Yifan walked down uncontrollably.

"Don't be afraid, it's still safe here, you just go, but hurry up, you won't survive if you're late!"

Who cares if that person lives or dies?At the beginning, he wanted to hurt himself, but this little thought was soon discovered by that person, and he said with some shame, "You misunderstood him! He is more loyal than anyone else, and he has persisted for that belief until now. You have to thank him! He suppressed the yin and yang curse in your body, which made you come here."

At this time, Li Yifan was still in a state of amnesia, so he didn't know anything about the Yin-Yang curse on his body, but occasionally felt the warmth on the back of his neck, and sometimes he felt dizzy.

"Your amnesia is the sequelae left by Zilu when he suppressed the Yin-Yang Curse, but that's good, you won't remember those unhappy things!"

"I said, can you stop reading other people's thoughts and say it without emotion, I will lose face, okay?"

Li Yifan's words made that person speechless. He never thought that he would be such a person in this life, and his good reputation would be ruined just like that.

"Hey, to be honest, who are you? Or, who am I? Well, I'm talking about things in my previous life!"

"How should I put it, I plan to bury it deep underground, your image..."

"What's wrong with my image? You have to make it clear, or I won't leave!"

"Hey, look, you're excited again. I haven't finished talking yet. You're so excited. You don't know what kind of existence we, as a generation of great men, were like in the last life! To be honest, you may guess something , It’s just that I’m not sure.”

"Could it be that you are really the famous Lao Tzu in history that Zi Lu mentioned!"

At this moment, Li Yifan seemed to feel a person standing in front of him, nodding in relief, with a smug expression.

"Is it true or not? In that life, I was Li Er, who is what the world calls Lao Tzu, but in fact, he himself has been promoted to immortality long ago. I am just a thought he left in the world, because he Before attaining Taoism, he had been devoting himself to the study of the elixir of life, but there was one point that he couldn’t figure out, so he left this thought behind, and after many years, he transformed into my prototype.”

Having said that, Li Yifan became a little unhappy. It turned out that he was a defective product, so it was no wonder that bad things always happened to him.

"Everything is fate. Not long after I took shape, I successfully developed the elixir of immortality. It's just that the world was about to be in chaos at that time. I didn't have the leisure to participate, so I took the prescription all the way west, planning to find a place to practice, but I met Due to some accidents, I had to come here."

Speaking of this, that person was a little lost, and he didn't intend to continue. Li Yifan didn't want to ask too many questions. Obviously, what happened to him in his previous life caused his soul to be trapped here.

After starting the journey again, Li Yifan became less talkative, and that person no longer spoke out, but only existed in his subconscious, appearing occasionally, influencing Li Yifan's thoughts and leading him the way.

The sky in the east was slightly white, Zhao Zheng didn't close his eyes all night, and Meng Chen didn't dare to neglect, and accompanied him to wait for the dawn, but San Fat, heartless, slept soundly.

"My lord, can we really find it? All of this happened suddenly, Li Yifan's identity is a mystery, and the mysterious power that exists there is also a mystery!"

"It's okay, I'm sure I can find him!"

All this was said so peacefully that Meng Chen almost doubted that Zhao Zheng was still the same person, but it could be seen from the eyes that the emotion was still there.

After entering the desert, encountering these strange things, it was a near-death experience. Seeing those teachers and students who obeyed materialism were buried in the sand sea one by one, I felt somewhat touched in my heart. However, in the current state, in the desert After staying for so long, Zhao Zheng and others were short of supplies. After Meng Chen and San Pang discussed, they had to search the items left by the professor and others to see if there was anything available.

These people who are engaged in scientific research really love their profession. They carry around paper, pens and gadgets for collection. There are not many things that can really come in handy. Fortunately, that little girl should be a foodie. In addition to sunscreen, paper and pens, there are also many snacks, some of which look good and light imported food, it seems that you can only enjoy it if you have mines at home, but the little girl has a bad life and no blessing to enjoy it.

San Pang took everything to eat, followed Zhao Zheng and Meng Chen, and walked slowly towards the direction where Li Yifan disappeared.

Under the guidance of his master, Zilu entered the underground palace first. He no longer cares about the power here. Destroying that thing will be everyone's relief.

As the vanguard, Zilu encountered an unprecedented crisis. This place is too mysterious. Although the thing hasn't woken up yet, its minions have all come out, and it's still a bit difficult to deal with for a while.

The architectural style here is very unique, unlike the common buildings on the market, dating back to ancient times, there is no such style of architecture in countries that appeared in history.

Looking at the palace in front of him, which is neither brick nor clay, Zilu can't help but sigh, is it because he has short experience, or is the existence of this building too miraculous?

Slowly moving towards the gate of the palace carved with ancient beasts, a gloomy coolness hits, maybe it has been buried in the ground for too long, and there is an uncomfortable smell in the air, which is like soaking in the soil. The blood is average and has a rusty smell, but it is difficult to describe it specifically.

Zilu held up the Leng Yanhuo in his hand, and instead of stepping into this passage immediately, he looked around.

The walls here are all murals. Judging from the preserved traces, it is impossible to judge how many years he has existed. However, according to the content of the paintings and the ancient myths and stories, Zilu can't help but sigh, what kind of power is this? , to preserve such a magnificent building and murals for tens of thousands of years?

In ancient times, there was no unified text, and there were problems in inter-ethnic communication. Their only communication tool was to express their ideas and record their living conditions through paintings. The murals here are a kind of narration and recording of major events. means.

Rather than saying that this is the entrance of the underground palace, it is better to say that it is a corridor built by the owner of the underground palace to sing praises, because there are too many scenes of war victories recorded on it, and besides being eerie, this corridor is There is no mechanism, it seems that it is for people to watch these great achievements patiently.

The murals are a bit exaggerated. Even after so many years, the colors are still rich. Zilu was worried that there was some special substance on the murals that made it so well preserved, so he didn't dare to touch it with his hands, but when he took a closer look, he could clearly see Seeing a layer of oil, Zilu put on gloves, scraped off a little with a razor blade, rubbed it with his fingers, put it in his nose and smelled it, he was quite shocked!

This smell is very familiar. I have lived for more than 2000 years and cooperated with that person. It is not uncommon to see him do some bad things. On the refining furnace, the child's corpse oil is extracted through high temperature, and then made into pills and stored at low temperature. Whenever his body shows signs of aging, he will take such a pill made from corpse oil. He was able to survive this elixir, but Zilu had only seen that kind of scene once, and he never wanted to stay by that person's side ever since.

Could it be that the long corridor in front of me was all preserved with corpse oil?Zilu was still thinking about this problem, and suddenly felt dizzy. When he realized all the problems, he realized that he had been tricked. This corpse oil has hallucinogenic effects!

After many years of walking in the rivers and lakes, there is no reason why he would be overwhelmed by this little trick. Zilu quickly sat down, held his breath and meditated. After a while, his mind cleared up a lot, but the effect of the corpse oil was too powerful. There are still some scenes.

The so-called illusion is to grasp a person's psychological weakness, magnify the things he does not want to face, and then use this to hint at the recruited person, making him blame himself and unable to get out of the illusion.

In Zilu's heart, there is nothing other than his promise to his master.

2000 years ago, as the only disciple of the master, he carried too much halo, but he never thought that such a life would plummet because of the sudden disappearance of the master.

The master was originally a person who was indifferent to fame and wealth, and he did not want to be restrained by the worldly eyes. If he hadn't been rescued from the sword by him, no one would have become his disciple.

The master advocated governance by doing nothing. He rode a green ox and disappeared at Yanmen Pass. Before leaving, he looked at the half-sized Zilu and said, "The fate between you and me as a teacher and apprentice is over. Let's find another way out!"

"Master, but, I am useless, without you, I will not be able to move an inch!"

"No, leave me, you will learn a lot, maybe one day, we can meet again, and then, I will ask you!"

After the master said this, he rode on the green bull and disappeared. Zilu didn't quite understand what the master said, but he remembered that one day in the future, he would become the assistant of the master, so now he must learn something, so Zilu Learn from famous dance masters and master various skills.

It was Zilu's thirties when he felt the master's breath again. At this time, he was hiding his name under the sect of various famous families and learned a lot. He has been waiting for the appearance of the master. It has been more than ten years since he waited load.

"Master, Master, is it really you?"

The portrait printed on the wall is clearly the same as the master, but I didn't expect that after more than ten years, the face of the master has not changed, and there is such a profound Taoism.

"Zi Lu, long time no see! I will pass away soon, but I have a wish that I can't fulfill myself, and I can only rely on you!"

"Master, don't say that. In order to wait for you, I studied hard for many years. It's time to repay your kindness in nurturing me!"

"Sorry, I hurt you!"

Zilu was very surprised. Could there be something hidden in the master's words?

"Hey, hey, are you awake? If you don't wake up, I'm going to pee on your head!"

What messed in?Zilu was talking with his master, but when he heard such insulting words, he jumped up, Li Yifan didn't come to dodge, and fell to the ground.

"I'm going, what are you doing! After finally catching up with you, you seem to be fascinated by the little vixen. I kindly wake you up. Is this how you treat your benefactor?"

Zilu got up and looked at Li Yifan. With his personality, he must not be the master, so he said angrily, "I was talking to the master, but you interrupted me!"

"Zilu, forget everything about the past! Here, end everyone's fate!"

Li Yifan spoke again, Zilu was dumbfounded, could this person really be his master?

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