Qing Ling didn't know how much time had passed, she only knew that she was becoming more and more mature.
She is no longer the ignorant child she was before, and the man in front of her, although his temples are still gray, his face has changed from old to only in his thirties.
Maybe it's because he cares about appearance, or maybe he feels that there doesn't seem to be much difference between himself and the other party. Qingling's feeling has changed and become a little strange...
"Why don't you ever fight with those people?"
Sometimes, Qing Ling would ask him why his character was so weak.
With his ability, if he wanted to win something, it would be a piece of cake.
"There's nothing to fight about."
He is very powerful, so powerful that Qing Ling has never met anyone stronger than him. However, he seems to have seen through it all and does not let go of the fame, wealth, victory or defeat of those mortals, or the fame, wealth, victory or defeat of those immortals.
In the heart.
"Then, can you tell me a story about your past?"
"The story is at your feet. Wherever we go, there is my story."
He never talked about his own affairs, and Qing Ling didn't know where he was going.
But it doesn't matter, as long as they are together, they will be happy wherever they go.
It’s still daily practice, it’s him teaching and she learning. They don’t do it to become immortals, nor do they want to live forever. They just want to walk, walk together, and wherever they go, there will be their story.
but...
I really want to know what is going on in his mind.
Will he like Qing Ling?
Sometimes, Qing Ling would have the slightest fantasy, and then look at his gentle smile, sweet all day long.
"Moo moo~"
Oops, Da Qing Niu, stupid Qing Niu, don’t talk nonsense. If you dare to tell him, I won’t beat you.
"Qing Ling?"
Looking at the quarrel between the woman and the green bull, Mu Qiubai smiled and shook her head: "What are you doing?"
"without!"
Qing Ling was shocked: "Nothing!"
She secretly glanced at the green bull behind her, her eyes signaling as if she was threatening something. Seeing this, Mu Qiubai smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, stop bullying it, let's go, let's go to the next place."
"Um!"
Qing Ling hurriedly followed, and the next place was the next story.
This is a journey that belongs to them. If they keep going, they will never finish it. When the old story ends, there will be a new story. Every day is different, but every day is so happy.
Hundreds and thousands of years passed, and they encountered enemies, who seemed to be immortals.
But why immortals?
And why do immortals want to be enemies with them?
Obviously they are just passing by, but this is not a mountain road that everyone can walk on? Does it mean that every water plant on the water grassland must be stipulated by whose cattle can eat it?
If so, then it seems that these immortals are no different from those landlords and powerful gentry officials.
"Teacher, what is the difference between immortals and humans?"
"No difference."
Mu Qiubai said: "People are fighting with others, and immortals are fighting with immortals."
"Why fight?"
"Because immortals are still human beings," Mu Qiubai said: "Many people become immortals and don't know why they want to become immortals. It's just that others are doing it and the teacher is teaching them. They also follow it, learn from it, and then pass it on to the people and disciples after them.
, in the end, in fact, they have long forgotten why they asked for immortality."
"Then why bother begging?"
"Everyone is asking for it, but if you don't ask for it, won't you fall behind?"
"It doesn't seem to be any different from humans."
Qing Ling understood, and should have understood a long time ago, that there are no real immortals in this world, they are all human beings: "What about teacher, are we immortals or human beings?"
"We are human beings."
This time, Mu Qiubai told Qing Ling very firmly: "We are all human beings at all times, because the important thing is human beings, not immortals..."
Qingling didn't understand this sentence at the time, but soon, she didn't need to understand it anymore.
Because gradually, as they became stronger and stronger, more and more people began to covet his power.
At this time, Qing Ling realized that he was different from others.
He is a mortal who has never cultivated to become an immortal, but he has become even more powerful than an immortal, ten times, a hundred times more powerful.
Human beings are immortals, so what are immortals?
Maybe, it's him...
Starting from a mortal who was about to die, he became the mortal that all the immortals could only raise their heads to look at.
The reason why you don’t keep track of years in practice is not because time passes quickly, but because you can’t remember it.
When your life span is only a hundred years, you will try your best to remember every day, but you will not be able to remember it.
Maybe I can only remember an impressive place once a month, or even once a year, but it's simply impossible to remember them all.
The same goes for practitioners. It’s not that time passes too quickly, but that they don’t need to remember because their lifespans are too long, thousands or ten thousand years. In that case, why should we remember what happened every year?
When they suddenly look back, they may say with emotion: 'Ah, time flies so fast, it's gone in the blink of an eye.'
"Then this life is really boring."
"Who says it's boring," Mu Qiubai said with a smile: "There is still victory and defeat. If you want to be stronger than others, if you are bullied, you have to bully them back. For this, you must practice hard and spend all your time here.
."
"Feisty?"
"No."
Mu Qiubai: "In order to live, in order not to be killed by stronger people."
The Immortal Way is barbaric, backward, has no morality, and is no different from a wild beast. This is how Qing Ling feels about the Immortal Way.
After that, they went through tens of thousands of years, and he had defeated everyone and became the strongest existence in this world.
But Qing Ling knew that he never wanted to fight for anything or prove anything.
He just wanted to look for the missing small mountain village, and he just wanted to find some traces of the past in the vicissitudes of life.
However, over tens of thousands of years, everything has changed.
“Where is the mountain village?”
"Can't find it..."
"Why can't I find it?"
"Because everyone has left and they will not come back."
After life and death, I am still here, but you have become dry bones.
'Black girl, black girl...'
'Sue Yi is so cute, what should I do if someone else marries her?'
'That, that thing...'
'If your child is not filial, if there is an afterlife, he will definitely become a cow or a horse to repay your kindness!!'
‘…’
Qing Ling, who has been together for countless years, understands what he means. Qing Ling knows his loneliness and the past that he does not want to look back on.
Qing Ling didn't know what he was waiting for or who he was waiting for.
She only knew that there was already someone in his heart...
But it doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter.
Countless times, Qing Ling wanted to tell Mu Qiubai her feelings, but she was afraid of being rejected, so she never dared to speak.