There is a seam between the fingers

According to ancient legends, Pangu, the god of origin, woke up from the chaos. He split the world with a huge axe and transformed himself into everything in the world.

Countless years ago, the world was not so complete, the sky would rain down fire, the earth would be cracked and broken, and life had not yet reincarnated.In this environment, people fight against the sky and all things.

At this time, the world's first saint walked in the world. Under the instruction of Hetian, he civilized the wilderness, and more saints appeared, and he became the saint king.

Later, Hetian became a huge stone tablet standing between the sky and the earth, calming the anger of the sky and the ruins of the earth, and the broken stone tablet gave birth to the six reincarnations.

It is rumored that the Holy King loves Hetian deeply, and he followed his footsteps into reincarnation...

At this time, a bell rang from the Xuankong Temple, which meant that get out of class was over.

Lin Xiao stretched his waist and walked out of Xuankong Temple's school. Morning class is one of the must-do practices for students of Xuankong Temple.

"Hello, brother."

"Brother Lin, will you go to the back mountain to meditate today?"

"I have a lot of things I don't understand, can senior brother explain it?"

As soon as Lin Xiao walked out of the school, a group of young monks and Taoist priests surrounded him.

It is reasonable that Lin Xiao's seniority should be the youngest, but there are four layers of godhead in his body, which means that his practice is the highest among all the people here, even on the same level as Master Mingruo.

The godhead is the sign of becoming a god, and the tenth level of the godhead is the god, and it is difficult to cultivate every level of the godhead.

After dismissing the group of people, Lin Xiao walked alone to the stone platform of the waterfall at the back of the Xuankong Temple and stood on his head.

He can't let go of the obsession in his heart, and whenever he thinks of what happened in the past, his heart aches unbearably.One day, two days, many days later, not only did he not forget it, but he remembered it even more clearly. He often shed tears, and the tears fell on the stone platform along his forehead, accumulating a thick layer of salt over time.

Once you enter the Hanging Temple, you can't turn back. Not seeing each other again is the greatest punishment for you and me.

He finally understands that the most difficult thing in the world is to be willing...

"If the sky has love, the sky will grow old, if the moon has no hatred, the moon will be long and round." Ming Ruo clasped his hands together and said to Lin Xiao, "Don't go against your heart."

Lin Xiao gritted his teeth as the words hit his ears. For him, the price his father paid was too great!How could he ruin these efforts because of his own thoughts, he wants to become a god, and he wants to live a good life!

Holding such a belief, he often fell into the conflict between heaven and man in his heart. At this time, he would jump into the pool under the waterfall to calm himself down.

Every year around the Grain Rains, Ming Ruo would teach scriptures and share his insights in the Pantheon in the center of the Xuankong Temple. Only then is the Xuankong Temple open to the public.

Day and night alternate, time passes.He began to work hard to become stronger, and gradually he felt the punishment of heaven, the breath of decay in his blood, and after countless efforts, he was gradually able to suppress the punishment of heaven.

Three years later……

It's Grain Rain again, this is the only time of the year that Xuankong Temple will rain.

The clouds were overcast, and the rain fell obliquely, forming a rain curtain.Dashes of hail light swayed and flowed, and the entire Xuankong Temple was somewhat bright.

Everyone in the world knows that what is beautiful is beautiful, and that is evil; everyone knows that what is good is good, and that is not good.

It is the drizzle that stains the clothes, and the air is clear and moist.

The rain and mist slowly spread in front of the Pantheon, where incense is at its peak.

The stele, the sky, the earth, you and me, each expresses their own ideas and performs their duties.

A figure walked slowly in front of the Pantheon in the rain, holding a red oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and the rain dripped down the eaves of the umbrella, splashing a ripple on the ground.

His hair was tied up, and his sharp-edged face was a little rosy under the red oil-paper umbrella.He stood in the rain blankly, with a calm and sad face, looking at the statues in the Pantheon like this,

The inside of the Pantheon is as bright as day, like heaven.

The raindrops hang obliquely in the light, like a beautiful curtain.

Under the umbrella, in the rain, the gods are in the hall, just looking at each other, and countless umbrellas pass by.

"You, still want to go back?" Ming Ruo said quietly standing at the door of the Pantheon.

"I have scars in my Dao heart, can I smooth out the traces in my heart." The man said under the umbrella.Every opening and closing of the mouth seems to be a beautiful scenery.

"You are finally willing to face yourself sincerely." Ming Ruoxin smiled, "Your heart is not here. Only by taking back your heart and letting go of your obsessions can you reach a higher realm."

"If you want to get out of the tower, you must enter the tower first." The man also said quietly.

He felt bitter, was everything really what he wanted?The memory of becoming a god will disappear, which may be more cruel than letting him die...

"Have you decided?" Ming Ruo looked at him, she could see the sadness and loneliness in his eyes.

"Fate, coincidence, right and wrong, everything is determined by God. No one can violate it." Lin Xiao said softly, "Master, please let me return to the secular world."

Mingruo was finally persuaded, she looked at Lin Xiao under the oil-paper umbrella: "Come with me."

After finishing speaking, Mingruo turned around and walked into the Pantheon Hall, Lin Xiao put away the paper umbrella and walked in from the side.

There are many stone statues in the temple, either happy, sad, ferocious, or hideous, with teeth and claws.

The candlelight is like stars, and they are surrounded by warm light. The stone statues in the middle are the Holy King and He Tianshi.

"The Pantheon enshrines the immortals and gods of the heavens. Whether you can return to the human world or not depends on what they mean." Ming Ruo handed a lottery holder to Lin Xiao, and said slowly, "If the last lottery drawn out of the lottery is the upper lottery, you can You can go back, this is the guidance of fate, no one can oppose it, and I will not stop you..."

My thoughts were pulled back a long time ago, and the little things that happened with them came to my mind.With a heavy heart, he grabbed the bamboo tube, he had to admit that he really missed them...

Slowly shaking the stick, all his thoughts flowed into the bamboo stick.The bamboo stick fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

When they saw the content of the bamboo stick, Ming Ruo and Lin Xiao looked at each other and smiled, and the haze that had shrouded their hearts for a long time dissipated.

Do you miss me, do you miss me occasionally?

Tears flickered in Lin Xiao's eyes, and the emotions that he hadn't faced for a long time suddenly found a place to vent and climbed up his face.

"Don't get stuck, you are punished by heaven, you can't stay in this world for too long." Mingruo reminded again, "When that person sheds tears for you, your heart can be taken back."

"Master..." Lin Xiao was excited.

Mingruo smiled: "It's been three years, if you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave after Grain Rain."

With Mingruo's sincere smile, Lin Xiao took an umbrella and walked into the edge of the Xuankong Temple in the rain, then stepped into the sea of ​​clouds, and re-entered the secular world.

At this time, Lin Xiao finally showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, and he was full of joy.In three years, he has been different from before, he has grown up.

With a snap of his fingers, he can finally go back...

Fangfei exhausted