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(No.1 is called warning! The whole article is called warning!)

Immortal cultivators in the world must enter the eighth level of cultivation enchantment to sharpen their minds, and every time they leave one level, they will gain a point of heart.Only when the eighth is full can you pick up the ladder and step up to break through the void.

For hundreds of years, most sects of cultivating immortals have declined.Those eight levels of cultivation enchantment have been through the ages, and the highest one has only entered the sixth level.It has not been released for a hundred years, and most of them have already fallen.

My master once said, "Let's go, let's go, the fairy trail is hard to find, and the eighth layer of enchantment may be a mirror image, formed from the wishful thinking of mortals."

When I finally broke through the barrier layer by layer and came to the last layer, he had already slept in the ground, and he could no longer know what happened.

All those who cultivate immortals are lonely and lonely.So do I.Teachers and friends died, and his life was miserable.

As far as I am concerned, for each layer of the seven layers of enchantment, one point of death is lost.Many phantoms, all kinds of magic sounds, they want to pick my mortal bones and peel off my vulgar heart.So I stepped into the last floor without sadness or joy, expecting to be extracted from the human soul.

After cultivating Taoism to the end, I gradually understood that this is a process of getting rid of people.

Immortals are neither human nor human.So far, I have gone through hundreds of years of seeking, hundreds of years of being separated, and I have no wife and children, no love and no regrets.

The eighth barrier is a land of white snow.The eyes are full of snow, empty and boring.It is no longer like the previous enchantment, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

I don't know how it will cleanse the marrow and cut down the bones, and disperse my soul, so I just raised my sword and danced in the whiteness.

Then I was so exhausted that I fell asleep in the snow.This heavy snow, which keeps changing all year round, buried me.

For hundreds of years, I traveled in my dreams.I remember when I was in my teens, I also stole wine and drank all night in such a snowy winter.

What a beautiful sight that night.The wine was hot in my chest, and my eyes were full of drunkenness, and I saw the faint outline of the distant mountains in the starry sky.The undulating lines of the mountains are so like my mother's back after washing her hair.The wet black hair exudes a delicate fragrance under the rose trellis in the courtyard.

She used to always tell me, "The things you fear are the best things."

I don't think so.After seeking the Tao for so many years, I am most afraid of giving up all my previous efforts.My looks and physical strength remained at the age of 20, the best age in my life.If, as she said, it is the best thing for me to grow old and die, then everything I do will be meaningless.

I think fear is an emotion that goes back infinitely.I am afraid of wasting all my work, because I am afraid of being meaningless, because I am afraid that being born is useless, because I am afraid that I should not be born.

As soon as I pushed the fear forward, I felt a sharp, impotent pain, a cursed suffocation.

How can it be a good thing to be afraid of something that will eventually kill my perception?

Therefore, I didn't believe my mother's words, and even sneered.

Until I met him, until I met Geng Geng, until I met the only little snowflake in my life.

When I woke up in the heavy snow, I found a person nestled in my arms.

He is so good-looking, at least I have never seen such a good-looking person.He was naked, his skin was more transparent than snow, he got into my arms at some point, sleeping soundly, he seemed to like the temperature of my chest very much.

In the first few barriers, there were not no charming spirits and monsters that could confuse people.

But I know he is not.He is like a naive child, although he has grown into the stature of a teenager, he is still holy like a god.

At that moment, I mistakenly thought that I had become a fairy.Otherwise, how could I see other immortals?

This little fairy looked at me after waking up and asked, "Why did you come here?"

He was so wronged that the tip of his nose turned red.The snowflakes fell on his long eyelashes, making him look so handsome.

The wine in the dream also seemed to flood into my heart, making me completely drunk.I said apologetically to the fairy who blamed me: "I was late."

I thought that he must be a fairy who received ascetics.No one has become a fairy for hundreds of years, so he must have been impatient to wait.

But he hid in my arms, hugged me even tighter, and laughed again: "But it's good that you're here, I'm not the only one here."

He is very afraid of the cold, and often wants to get into my arms, telling me to hug him tightly, and refuses to leave my side for a moment.

We stayed there for a full 100 years.

When I practiced the sword, he turned into a streak of frost and covered the blade.When resting, it always sticks to me, so tight that no wind can blow in.

My Taoism is becoming more and more sophisticated, and I accidentally broke through this barrier during sword practice, and then I knew how stupid I was.

It took me so long that I mistakenly thought that I had become a fairy.

I eagerly asked him, "What on earth are you?"

This foolish man looked up at me and said to me: "I am Snow. You quietly kiss the little Snowflakes on your cheeks at night."

I am ashamed and angry.I blushed for the first time.

I thought that after attaining the Dao, I would eventually do whatever I wanted, so I didn't resist my inner thoughts.

But unfortunately, I never got the Tao.It will also no longer be possible.

I returned to the world with the innocent little snow flake that day.There's no denying that I like him.

This man is frail as hell.

He obviously liked my body temperature so much, but after I lit a fire, he hid in my arms with tears in his eyes, crying: "I will melt."

I kissed the tip of his nose helplessly, and coaxed: "Don't you like warmth? Old love squeezes into my arms."

He shook his head vigorously, obviously he had already cultivated a spiritual body, and he was either snow that would melt at the touch of a touch, or he refused to overcome his mental barriers, but was afraid of fire, shaking his head and showing off the newly learned idiom: "Too much is too late."

There are so many things to be afraid of, this annoying guy.

Afraid of being alone, I have been haunting me since I came.Afraid of fire, I must protect him.Afraid of pain, I am not allowed to kiss too hard.

I used to worry about it.Poor little girl, there's nothing she can do without me.But if I break through the eighth barrier, I will become a fairy in a short time.

I taught him how to practice and promised to wait for him in heaven.

But this fragile and timid boy was unwilling.He fainted from crying and refused to let me leave him.

Look at how bad he is, asking me to give up hundreds of years of cultivation, and then become an extremely mediocre mortal.

His misty eyes showed puzzlement and confusion: "You are human, why do you have to become a fairy?"

This fool thinks it would be nice to be a monster.When he was happy, it snowed heavily, buried me in it, and then happily jumped in to make out with me.When I was unhappy, it snowed lightly, and the fine snow quickly melted, and the water flowed all over me.

I have practiced Taoism for many years, what can that little snow water do to me?It neither feels cold nor dirty.A magic talisman can make it refreshed again.

That's all there is for this little fool.I often wonder if he is so stupid, can he achieve a positive result in hundreds of years?

So I made a plan to wait for him for thousands of years.

But the only thing I didn't expect was that this fragile little snow flake would be so brave one day.

I ushered in the day of the catastrophe, and at the same time I waited for the judgment of the heavens.

The combination of humans and demons is against the laws of nature. They don't want me to become a fairy, but they want me to be scattered.

My Geng Geng, the one who always cries and hugs me tightly, the one who calls me "brother" obediently, didn't even have time to look at me before facing Qianjun Thunder.

I was stunned for a long time.

the liar.Obviously so afraid of pain, how dare you rush forward?

He must be lying to me.This is not my little snowflake.

My mother said, "The things you fear are the best things."

I am afraid that he will leave me.I was terrified.

And him?He is also afraid that I will leave him, he is so afraid that he is no longer afraid of pain.

My heart hurts like a knife.Only then did I realize that the Tao I wanted had already been lost by me.

Not heaven.But the heart.

Fear tells me what is most important to me.Fear is bad, but that stuff is good.

In the great pain, I hugged his body that was about to disappear. I knew that becoming a fairy was not as good as him.

Even if I become a fairy, I will still be afraid of losing what is most important to me.

As long as the fear is there, I am forever bound by it.

Obtaining the Tao is detachment, and it is from the heart rather than the heart.

My mother taught me to cultivate the mind, but she died too early. My master taught me to cultivate the way of heaven, but he himself did not understand what is the way of heaven.

For 100 years, I held the Geng Geng demon pill, saved his last life, and committed countless killings.

He is a spiritual body cultivated in the purest land.I, an incompetent man, let the dirty blood of the world defile him.

In the end, I knelt down numbly, watching the ruthless heaven finally drive me away.I am all alone, I have nothing, and I die in nothing.

My soul is still in pain, and I can't calm down for a long time in the sorrow of losing.

When I walked towards the River of Forgotten River with a large number of souls in the wilderness, I remembered what he said at that time.

"You are human, why do you have to become a fairy?"

My Geng Geng finally pushed my heart to my eyes again.

I am no longer afraid.I no longer blindly kill people and take his soul in an attempt to save him.

The way of heaven does not allow it, and neither do I!

It thought Hunfeiposan was a sword hanging over my head, and if it wanted to make me flee in fear, I had to hold the sword.

Fear does bring out the best in me, but it binds that and holds me back.And I will finally break free from fear and embrace what is bound by fear.

In the lightning and thunder that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth, I affirm my own existence and the existence of love.

I am not afraid of losing my mind.

Heaven and Earth don't remember me, what's the point?

Only we know, only me and my Geng Geng know that in each other's eyes, we will have eternal life.

The author has something to say: Tang Yuan still has a shout in his heart, so I was lazy and shouted it out for him.Only in this way can we be considered complete and worthy of them.

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