It has been almost a month since I entered Tianjian Mountain. Wuming is familiar with Tianjian Mountain. Lan Ke'er has never been here during this period. Wuming was a little disappointed. He thought to himself: He is not her, why should he come to see him? Wuming didn't notice what happened to Lan Ke'er. With a bang, he hit a person, carrying a hundred kilograms of wood on his shoulder and scattered all over the ground. Wuming raised his head and saw an old man in front of him.

The old man was gray-haired, holding a long broom in his hand, constantly sweeping the leaves scattered in the yard, as if he hadn't noticed what had just happened. Wuming looked at the one in front of him, and felt a sense of inexplicable feeling in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

Sorry, grandpa, I accidentally bumped into you just now. Are you okay? Wuming approached and said.

Wuming waited for a long time before the old man slowly raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, but he never spoke. Then he started to sweep the yard.

Wuming thought the old man didn't hear it clearly, so he approached and asked: Grandpa, are you okay?

The old man still ignored it, but continued to sweep with the broom in his hand. Seeing that the old man was unintentionally responding, Wuming tied up the scattered wooden branches and walked towards the woodshed. Just as Wuming had just walked a few steps, the old man just now spoke, you come here tonight. Wuming turned around and looked at the old man, and looked at him, and looked at him in the surrounding yard, and no one else was calling me? Wuming put down the wood on his shoulders, walked to the old man, and asked: Is the old man calling me?

"Well, boy, come here tonight."

Wuming was very puzzled. Could it be that the old man wanted to take revenge on him? It was wrong! He had just arrived at Tianjian Mountain and did not offend the people in the sect, nor did he come into contact with some of the elders of Tianjian Mountain. The old man in front of him didn't look like a narrow-minded person. He wouldn't take revenge on himself for such a small matter that he had just made!

Boy, stop thinking about it, don’t worry, I won’t hurt you, the old man said while scanning.

Wuming looked at the old man in front of him, and was definitely not an ordinary person. But when he thought again, since he was not an ordinary person, why did he fall here and sweep the floor? He never looked at himself, but could see through what he was worried about.

Wuming had all kinds of questions in his mind. Just as he was thinking about it, he was about to ask the old man, but found that the person was no longer there.

Why was that? He was still there just now, but suddenly disappeared? Wuming thought he had hallucinations, shook his head, rubbed his eyes, but there was no figure. He was the only one left in the yard. Who is he?

Oh, Wuming screamed in surprise, and the first thing he saw was his graceful figure and beautiful face, Lan Keer.

Lan Ke'er looked at Wuming who was stupid and laughed happily.

"Hey, hey, Brother Wuming, what do you think, what you think is so engrossing," Lan Keer said jokingly.

Wuming touched his head while looking at Lan Keer and said: No, it's still you...

I...what happened to me, Lan Keer said with her eyes.

Wuming said shyly: You are so beautiful, so just now...

Lan Keer was very happy to hear Wuming's words. Even Lan Keer herself didn't know why she cared about the boy in front of her so much. She only met for a short month.

Lan Keer looked at Wuming, "Really?"

"Yeah, yes."

Don’t call me Lan Keer in the future, call me Keer, Lan Keer said.

"Okay," Wuming replied.

Lan Ke'er jumped happily, then I'll call you Brother Wuming in the future, how about it?

"This, this..." Just as Wuming was thinking, Lan Keer pulled Wuming.

"Let's go, Brother Wuming, I'll take you to a place." Before Wuming could think about that, Lan Ke'er had already made accusation.

In the evening, the back mountain of Tianjian Mountain.

The moonlight passes through the ancient trees in the sky, and the ground is occasionally a little bit mottled. Are there roars coming from the distance? The sound resounds throughout the ancient mountains, as if it penetrates the sky and drifts to the ancient places. Standing on the ancient mountains, the starry sky at night seems particularly clear, and the full moon hanging from the nine sky is particularly bright. Under this dazzling starry sky, there is a man and a woman standing in the distance. The straight back of the man looks like the ancient war emperor, and the graceful figure of the woman is like a mysterious woman coming from the nine heavens.

"Brother Wuming," Lan Keer said in a sad tone.

"What's wrong, Ke'er."

"No", Lan Keer originally thought that if you find your parents, will you come back to Tianjian Mountain?

"Oh", Wuming stared at the starry sky. He knew that the most dazzling spot was not rebirth but destruction. Those stars had gone through many tens of thousands of years and many dark nights, and finally burst out all their energy, turning into a dazzling firework, floating in the starry sky, just for that moment of eternity.

As he thought about it, Wuming's eyes were covered with crystal tears, falling down his cheeks. "Why, why don't you want me anymore? Where are you? Why should you abandon me... Why..." Wuming roared in his heart, but he was always suppressed. He didn't want Lan Ke'er to see his side, but Lan Ke'er had already noticed it.

Lan Ke'er knew that Wuming felt very uncomfortable. She had been raised by strange beasts since she was a child and must have suffered a lot of unknown suffering. And she had not found her parents yet. How could he bear such a person alone? Lan Ke'er looked at the boy beside her, full of sadness. She didn't want him to bear the pain alone. He had already endured enough, why did God ask him to bear that? Unconsciously, Lan Ke'er leaned against Wuming's side, and held Wuming's arm with one hand, and leaned her head on Wuming's shoulder.

Wuming woke up in a trance and saw Lan Keer leaning her head on her shoulder. Wuming thought she was dreaming that she pinched her face with one hand, which hurt, it hurts, it hurts. I am not dreaming!

Lan Keer, who leaned on Wuming's shoulder, suddenly stood up and said, "Brother Wuming, no matter what I encounter in the future, I will be with you, whether it is heaven or hell, Keer will be with you.

Wuming heard this the warmest sentence in the world, "Thank you, Keer."

Just when Wuming was still addicted to this joy, he shouted "Ah", which scared Lan Ke'er. "What's wrong, Wuming Brother"

Just before Lan Ke'er asked clearly, Wuming had already rushed away, "I had no time to explain, I would tell you Ke'er the next day." The sound floated in the valley, shuttled along the mountain and the ancient times, and finally disappeared. Lan Ke'er looked at her disappearing back and said: It's time for me to leave, too.

Under the dazzling starry sky, the ancient trees towering sky, and the sounds of wild beasts float from time to time in the distance.

Wuming ran all the way and finally arrived at the yard. "I'm sorry, grandpa, I'm late." Wuming said a little panting.

The old man finally said, "You guys, you're late this first time."

Wuming knew it was his fault and said sincerely that he was very sorry. Grandpa, I really didn't mean to be late.

"Forget it, it's okay." Suddenly, the old man looked serious, "Boy, do you know what kind of body you are?

Ah, Wuming looked puzzled, what body, is there anything special about the body?

You are a soulless body, and the old man looks at the nameless Tao.

"No soul and no spirit"? Wuming asked. "Yes, you are a body without soul and no spirit. You cannot condense your true energy, so you cannot practice martial arts.

Wuming called out loudly, what, I can't practice martial arts all my life, then I am a born useless person! This is like Xuan Lei. Wuming sat down in shock and kept talking to himself: I have no father or mother since I was a child, and I don't know where they are. If they abandon me, I am a born useless person. Why are you so unfair to me? Wuming's eyes were red, just like the angry god of war, and there seemed to be a raging flame on his body. The flame could swallow all things, burn all living things, and turn into nothing.

At this moment, the old man spoke: Although you are a soulless body and cannot practice martial arts, a soulless body is a body that is rare in ten thousand years.

What's the use? If I can't practice martial arts, I can't find them, and I'm not a waste. Wuming said coldly. He originally thought of entering Tianjian Mountain to practice martial arts well, and then when he became stronger, he would go to find his parents. But now everything has become a bubble. On this continent above martial arts, if I can't practice martial arts, I'm a waste, and I am one of them.

The old man said calmly: It is said that in ancient times there was a man with no soul or soul, who finally broke through the catastrophe and tore up the space and left.

But that are all legends, whether existence or not is unknown, and the nameless and helpless Tao.

A soulless body does not fail to condense true qi. It is said that when the body is strengthened to a certain extent, it can condense true qi. So boy, everything in this world exists and yourself, everything has certain defects. This defect is not fatal, and it may also be a good symbol. It mainly depends on how you view its pros and cons. I will say it everywhere, and you can control your destiny by yourself. After the old man said it, he turned around and left.

Before he could see the old man walking out of the yard, Wuming suddenly followed him and knelt on his knees and said: Grandpa, please accept me as his disciple. No matter how difficult the cultivation journey is, I will persevere.

I want God to know that he gave me a natural waste body that made me unable to practice. I don’t believe in this evil. Wuming’s powerful words seemed to penetrate the Nine Heavens and lead to the capital of God.

The old man looked at the boy in front of him and said for a long time: Boy, for you who have no soul and no spirit, the journey of martial arts is extremely difficult. Can you persevere?

Wuming didn't even think about it, Dadao: Yes.
Chapter completed!