A smile appeared on the old man's face: "I called you here today because I want to know whether little brother Si Chen is the person I want to wait for."
Balian frowned slightly, but still obeyed and walked to the ancient well.
He lowered his head and looked into the mouth of the well, his dark eyes filled with a layer of shock.
Because what is reflected in the mouth of the well is not the beauty of the cool night, nor the ripples of water.
But the sky is full of blue stars.
It was as if... all the water of the stars in the sky was carried into this well.
Balian was deeply attracted by the beautiful scenery of the galaxy, and couldn't move his eyes away, as the old man chuckled.
Inside his body, there seemed to be a door that was violently pushed open.
A strange scene happened...
Balian's perspective changed, becoming higher and further away.
He saw his body standing beside the ancient well, leaning down to look down at the ancient well.
And in his motionless body, there is a transparent soul, separated from the body.
The star-like well water began to spin into a beautiful vortex. There seemed to be infinite suction in the vortex, sucking the soul under his body directly into the well mouth.
The next moment, Balian's eyes turned upside down, and he suddenly raised his head and looked forward. Under his feet, there was an endless river of stars.
And above his head stood ten grand halls majestically.
Balian stretched out his hand blankly, as if he wanted to touch the sacred temple that was out of reach.
At this moment, an old voice sounded in Balian's mind: "Child, tell me, what did you see?"
The palm that he had just stretched out trembled slightly. Even though it was not completely stretched out, Balian actually had an illusion in his heart.
There was an illusion that he had held all ten halls in the palm of his hand.
He murmured: "I saw ten temples, very high."
The old man's voice was silent for a long time.
After a long time, the old man's voice echoed again, hoarse with a hint of suppressed excitement: "So it's like this, is it this? No wonder... no wonder..."
Just when the old man stirred up his spiritual thoughts and was about to recall Balian's soul, Balian's eyes moved slightly and he said again: "And..."
besides?!
The old man's heart skipped a beat, and the vine leaves of the entire ancient tree rustled in shock.
This is impossible!
There have only been ten grand halls since ancient times!
I am determined not to have another one!
Could this guy be lying?
Balian didn't know what the old man was thinking at this moment.
He slowly opened his palm, and nine green lotuses suddenly bloomed in his palm. Each green lotus contained an ancient scroll.
"I also saw nine green lotuses, and there were nine books in the green lotus."
This time the silence lasted longer...
As quiet as death!
Bailian moved his eyes again and looked down.
Thirteen reflections appeared in the sea of stars that the feet stepped on.
The reflection was pitch black and I couldn't see what it looked like, but I could see its outline, which looked like thirteen huge ancient swords.
Before the old man came back to his senses, Balian slowly said again: "I saw... there are thirteen swords hidden in the galaxy."
His eyes followed the river of stars and drifted into the distance. At the end of the river of stars, he saw a hint of red.
Balian wanted to see clearly what the source of the red color was, so he started to step forward.
However, this galaxy is extremely long, and the distance is not enough for the old man's current mental strength to support him to complete this journey.
The galaxy shattered, and the thirteen ancient swords fell into the darkness and disappeared.
The nine green lotuses in the palm seemed to be torn apart by some shattering force.
Bailian raised his head blankly, watching the ten palaces disappear into the sky like mirages amid the wild rolling clouds.
There was a feeling of weightlessness under my feet.
Balian's body lightened and he fell into the abyss of darkness.
It seems like an extremely long century has passed.
Bailian, who was standing by the well, slowly opened his eyes, and there was still a trace of energy and galaxy scenery in his pupils.
He groaned and took a few steps back, a sense of fear rising in his heart for no apparent reason.
Just now... what was that?
At this moment, the old man on the ancient tree did not notice that Bai Lian's consciousness had returned.
The leaves are rustling and the wind is strong.
There were lightning and thunder in the sky, just like the old man's inner emotions at this moment.
"Old...grandpa?" Balian called tentatively.
The old man was suddenly shocked, and then... two lines of tears slowly fell from his old eyes.
As his eyes moved, he looked at Balian as if across an endless ocean.
His body was shaking and his voice was trembling as he said, "It's really... it's you."
Balian looked down at the empty palm, not a single green lotus left.
There was an inexplicable pain in my heart, as if I had lost some extremely important memory.
He looked up at the old man with some discomfort and asked: "What on earth...is going on?"
The old man's look at Balian has completely changed at this moment, and it is no longer like the way an elder looks at a younger generation.
His eyes were filled with supreme passion and respect, full of faith and light!
He spoke word by word, as if conveying an extremely important responsibility: "From today on! You are the new owner of this mountain!"
Practice what you say!
The moment his words fell, Balian's body instantly surged with golden light from his words. The golden light shot up to the sky like a pillar, enveloping him like a god.
At this moment, Balian felt a majestic power of faith and worship, which was flowing crazily from the old man's body into his body.
The yin and yang fish deep in the Dantian spin wildly under the power of pure faith.
A circle represents the first-grade realm.
Balian felt as if his lower abdomen was about to be burst by a force.
He knelt down on one knee in pain, his face was pale and forbearing, and he gritted his teeth so hard that he did not let out a scream of pain.
The Yin Yang Taoist fish has a sacred and pure golden outline.
After swimming around for ten full circles, the energy under Bailian's feet vibrated, and at this moment, he instantly broke through to the Kaiyuan realm, the second realm of the mortal world.
And his teenage body, which had stopped growing long ago, seemed to have grown a lot taller at the same time.
The golden light dispersed.
The mountain is still this mountain.
The lake is still this lake.
It's just that the owner of this mountainous environment changed into a completely different person in just a short moment.
Balian gasped and vomited, and he vomited all the water in his stomach.
A pair of eyes with pupils that were one point larger than normal became brighter and clearer, as if they had been washed by fresh rain.
There was a burst of heat in the cold palm, and in the palm, a golden seal was looming.
Balian knew that at this moment, he had inexplicably taken over a major responsibility.
He smiled bitterly and said: "Grandpa, the mountain lord of Kongcang Mountain, you have never asked me if I am willing to..."
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