The wars in the world did not burn into this quiet valley full of aphids.

The rain and mist are misty, the lake is filled with smoke, and Orange Island lies prone in the swaying night, quiet and calm, just like the past.

Here, Hai Ji taught me the meridians and swords, and Turpan taught me the Qianqian knot mantra. It was also here that I wanted to pursue the meaning of life for the first time.

Time flies, and many years have passed, and I still can't fully understand what the meaning of life is. Sitting by the lake, I listen to the sound of the wind blowing through the water, and the roar of the mountains crushing the orange forest many years ago.

I vowed to move it back to that mountain. Now I am revisiting the old place and looking around, the peak has disappeared without a shadow. Only orange trees poked their heads out of the night. The small oranges, half-blue and half-red, shook with the branches and leaves, trembling like lanterns that flickered lightly and darkly.

Countless lanterns seemed to sway in the lake's waves.

"Under the sandbank, there is a piece of water and mud, and the peaks should have slowly fallen over time." Yuehun guessed, "In addition, the seeds of those orange trees grow in the cracks of the mountain, gradually swelling and cracking the rocks, and the peaks collapse accordingly."

A silent feeling of loss surged in my heart, as if a punch filled with all my strength was in the empty space. But it seemed that I had gained something. If moving that mountain was the meaning of struggle when I was a boy, then when the mountain no longer exists, is the meaning still there?

"Meaning can only be found in one's own way, and any external object is just a trace of reference to one's own pace." I pondered for a long time and laughed softly.

"It's no longer important." My feet were soaked in the slightly cool lake water and shook gently. The orange lanterns broke and reunited in the lake light. "That mountain has been moved away without realizing it, why should I keep it to my heart?"

Today, there is no more mountain that can be pressed against my Lin Fei's head.

This is the meaning of struggle when you are young.

"I did it!" I shouted at the valley of the black bell. "That mountain is gone, but I am still there! So I did it!"

Yuehun showed a warm smile, Chi rolled his eyes and shouted in a bad mood: "Don't be too happy too early. What if you can't kill Chu Du this time? Just wait and run around and be chased by Chu Du!"

"Then next time, next time, there will always be next time." I said word by word.

Yuehun said with a complicated expression: "Xiaofei, you are the strongest willed person I have ever met. You can do whatever you want. If it were me, I would never be able to avenge Mei."

Chi muttered, "What a good man is this kid who kills people with a knife?" He scratched his forehead and sighed. "But this kid's will, like a chicken blood, really makes the old man look at him with admiration. I said, are you tired of living like this?"

"Actually it's very simple. When you can't hold on, just tell yourself to take another step forward." I said calmly, "Although I'm very tired, every time I take a step forward, new strength will be generated. Support yourself to continue moving forward."

"What a pervert." Chi said hummingly, "If you want to be as perverted as you, you will be able to shoot the limit one long time ago. But doing this is equivalent to self-abuse, and the old man will not consider it."

"Actually, sometimes, I want to stop, for example, now." I stretched my waist long and stood up. For a while, I forgot the upcoming battle of life and death, put aside the intrigue, and had a long love affair, and walked leisurely along the lakeside with an almost blank and inaction mentality.

There is no need to block the wind and rain. There is no need to establish any destination. There is no need to tell myself that I must go on. In this life, I can have such a quiet night without having to struggle to support, and I don’t have to think about the meaning of existence. I walk freely and follow the circumstances, just like the most ordinary aphid.

The strong have a path to the strong, and the weak have a path to the weak. Whatever meaning you want will have, you will have a path.

"Which one is considered a real life, six thousand years or a moment?" I once asked Hai Ji in confusion.

Now I finally have my own answer. Whether it is the colorful aphid like clouds or the gray aphid like Turpan, they are all unique.

Time may move away many mountains, but it can never determine the meaning of life.

A day later, on the full moon night, Tianxing and Yan Caizi entered the auspicious sky.

The three of them each rode the moon and geese and flew all the way through the sky. Compared with other heavy heavens, the auspicious sky is picturesque, with sunny winds and almost no changes in bad space.

There are few people along the way, and most of the left-behind elders were sent to various heavenly valleys.

When flying over a large charred field, Tian Xingyu was angry: "Half a month ago, the 30 million-mile medicine garden was burned by Chu Du, and most of the Danfang Equipment Room was destroyed. This was also Chu Du's last appearance in Jixiangtian, and he has never been found again since then."

I asked, "Can't you find Chu Du through magic weapons such as mountain and river geography ball?"

Tian Xing shook his head: "It is difficult to detect a master of Zhiwei level, so we can only rely on ourselves to search for it inch by inch."

"Wouldn't that be looking for a needle in a haystack? If Chu Du deliberately hid, no one would want to find him." Yan Caizi frowned.

Tian Xing said: "Unless Chu Du completely gave up Mo Sha Tian, ​​he will appear sooner or later."

Yan Caizi glanced at me without a trace, and I understood it and said, "Is there no way for Elder Dao Lun?"

Tian Xing hesitated for a moment and was about to answer when a soft voice came from the void, "I can only sense the general direction of Chu Du."

A moon-wind geese flew out from the place where the sound came out, slowly changing into a human form, floating in the air.

I can't describe him in words because he is too ordinary and inconspicuous.

Most people have their own characteristics in their appearance, either thick eyebrows and big eyes, or tall, short, fat and thin. However, the person in front of them cannot find any characteristics, just like a drop of water melting into the sea.

I can't even sense his magic power and his realm of Tao. I believe that as long as I turn around, I will forget his appearance completely.

However, the essence of the empty city that had not been digested in my body was violently surging at this moment, as if it was stimulated.

"This should be the elder of Daolun, right?" I suppressed the restless essence of the empty city and looked at Yan Caizi. A trace of heat flashed in the latter's cold eyes as snowy as the eyes.

"I am the Taoist womb." The Taoist womb stared at me and could not see any strangeness. His expression was neither sad nor happy, and there was no fluctuation. It seemed that no difference between anyone and anything was in his eyes.

"I can only sense that Chu Du is in the southwest of the Auspicious Heaven." Dao Lun's tone was a little stiff and difficult, which was the only thing that was unique to him. He was not very good at dealing with people, and after saying this, he kept silent.

"According to the planned plan in advance, we will look for it separately." Tian Xing took out three purple-gold lotus seeds from his arms and handed them to me, Yan Caizi and Dao Lun. "This is a Galan concentric lotus seed. Each person holds one and can sense their respective positions. Once you find Chu Du, don't rush to do it. First send your thoughts into the lotus seeds, and others can arrive immediately."

I took the lead in dispersing the Yuekongyan under my seat, exchanged a hidden look with Yan Caizi, turned into a light mist, and shot towards the southwest.
Chapter completed!