Chapter 219 Shaoqi's 2

"Nonsense!" Xu Di said angrily, "How is it that far? How high is this mountain?

The old man shook his head and said, "How old are you young people? The old man has been climbing this mountain since I was twelve years old to see the Shaoqi family, but until now, I don't know how high the mountain is and where the Shaoqi family is. I have climbed the four seasons of the year, the endless years of life. In this cold winter, at the end of my life, I still look at the mountains and sigh and communicate with tears.

Ai Sang looked up at the peak of Fengju in the depths of the sky. He couldn't help but feel a strong feeling of pity in his heart. He sighed, took off his robe and covered the old man's body: "Sir, in this case, why do you have to be obsessed? Is the way of heaven so important? Isn't it a kind of heaven to bask in the sun and tease your children and grandchildren in your small yard?

"What kind of heavenly way is this?" The old man was unhappy, but he did not refuse her kindness. He pulled his robe and covered himself tightly. He shouted, "The way of heaven I pursue is hidden in the depths of the universe. I can communicate with the gods, overlook all sentient beings, and pray for the blessings of all people in the world, the five mountains and the four seas!"

"But, didn't you pursue to the end so that all people can bask in the sun in their small yard and tease their children and grandchildren?" Ai Sang only wanted to comfort the poor old man. He didn't think about these words and said, "If you can't pursue it, why don't you be a member of this happy people?"

"I... I," the old man was angry with Ai Sang's words. He tore off his robe and roared, "I hate women!"

Aissan was stunned and retreated aggrievedly.

"My father-in-law," Sang Mingyu couldn't help frowning and said gently, "You'd better go down the mountain quickly!" Since you haven't seen Shaoqi all your life, it means that you have no chance with him. Your eyes are inconvenient, and the mountain road is rugged. You'd better turn around early.

"I'm not leaving!" The old man choked and wiped his nose with his sleeves. "Sixty years ago, our twelve brothers aspired to become witches. They traveled from Lunzhe Mountain on the bank of the distant southern sea for three years to Fengju Yumen. Halfway Warcraft, Swamp, Sever, War, Famine, and Seven of the Twelve Brothers died. When he arrived at Diqiu, he was arrested and killed by Sanmiao spies. In the end, three people stepped on the peak of Fengju. The old man trembled and climbed out of the tree hole. He stood in the wind and snow. His hair was wrapped in snowflakes. He said sadly, "When it came to Fengju, the two of them went crazy in the endless climbing and jumped down the abyss. I was left. I was blind, but I didn't know where the road was."

Everyone heard it sadly, and the old man pointed in the direction of Sang Mingyu: "Young man, everyone who wants to be a witch and wants to see the young man needs to go through the same journey as me. I have lived in this tree hole for three years, and I can see ambitious people passing by me almost every day, either falling into dirt in the ice and snow, or jumping down from the peaks and falling into mud... Alas!"

He sighed, and his dry and sad face looked at the shouting wind and snow, and choked.

Xu Di and Bai Miao looked at each other and were cold all over. When they came, their blood suddenly became as cold as the ice and snow under their feet. Sang Mingyu took a deep breath and said lightly, "My father-in-law, I will continue to climb up, but not in your footsteps. I will definitely succeed."

"Why?" The old man asked strangely.

"Because," Sang Mingyu thought for a moment and said, "The young family needs me more than I need him."

The old man was stunned: "What does this mean?"

"If I hadn't become a witch, decades later, there would have been an old man in the world basking in the sun in his small yard." Sang Mingyu said, "And Shaoqi will never know where the way of heaven is, and it will always be thousands of miles away from the world."

The old man was silent for a moment, standing in the wind and snow, and suddenly smiled. The black hole's eyes looked extremely strange: "Okay, okay."

When the four saw him smile strangely, they couldn't help but be stunned, but found that the old man's temperament suddenly changed. He stood alone on the mountain road, but the whole mountain peak seemed to crawl under his feet. The cold wind and snow poured into his chest, but suddenly became extremely gentle, making his whole body awe-inspiring, tattered robes and black eyes. On the contrary, it makes him full of simplicity and mystery, just like an endless wilderness. An old elm tree that has grown for tens of millions of years is mottled and ugly, but it is the only life and the most noble species in this wilderness.

"You..." The four people were shocked. Bai Miao's hand shook, and the broken jade bow had already appeared in his hand. At the same time, he put on three sharp arrows and aimed at the old man.

"I'm the Shaoqi family." The old man smiled faintly.

The four people were stunned. At first, they also thought that the old man would not be an ordinary person, but looking at his pitiful appearance, they immediately gave up the idea. In any case, I didn't expect that the young man with the supreme status in the wilderness would be an old man with ragged clothes and no eyes, lying trembling in the wind and snow.

The difference between him and Taiwu's image with the sun, moon and stars as the background, is as majestic as a god.

But the four people did not have the slightest doubt that in addition to the Shaoqi family, who else in the world has this kind of spiritual power that makes the whole world gloomy?