Xiao Yan looked at Xiao An and turned his head and his eyes were a little complicated.

Although the illusion that appears in this cave of creation is an illusion, it is extremely real, and everything that is experienced contains the truth in it.

As for what this truth is, it depends on how Xiao Yan does it, just as he could have seen this son being eaten by a hungry wolf at that time, which was another different way.

Just like when he was born in the mainland, Xiao Yan chose to protect himself. Even if he knew that the final result could not be changed, he would still make his own choice without hesitation.

Looking at this son who was tenacious, Xiao Yan knew that for mortals, it was impossible for this mountain to successfully reach the top.

Moreover, as the peaks get higher and higher, it becomes more difficult to climb under the wind and snow. Xiao An fell again and again, and his five fingers are even more bloody. A young man is already very tough to have such perseverance.

At this moment, Xiao An’s difficult climbing mountain is also a microcosm of Xiao Yan’s step by step to the present.

Until the last exhaustion, Xiao An had exhausted all his strength, but he had only climbed one-third of the mountain, which was far away from the top of the mountain.

After reaching the limit, Xiao An fell down the mountain. Xiao An, who had drained the last trace of power in his body, also had a blank mind and he fell into a coma.

And in the middle of coma, Xiao An had a dream.

He saw a couple with a pale face and a thin skin. The long-term failure to eat has caused them to lose weight. They were still holding a child who had just been born in their arms.

When she arrived at this mountain, the woman hugged her youngest son tightly in her arms, very reluctant to leave.

Under the comfort of the man, the woman finally placed her youngest son at the foot of the mountain, then knelt down to the mountain, and finally left in panic.

As the picture turned, the couple fell into a pool of blood. The blood of a group of soldiers' blades had not dried up. Looking around, there were corpses everywhere here. During the chaotic war, even civilians had never let go.

The cry of the youngest son attracted the hungry wolf, and the man in the picture hugged the youngest son in his arms...

And this is the answer Xiao An wanted. Xiao An gradually woke up in his sleep. As before, no matter how seriously injured he suffered, he would be healed when he woke up.

The same is true this time. Even though there are still blood stains on my body, my injuries have actually recovered.

"Dad, do you still want to continue leaving?" Xiao An knew everything, but he still had no change in his title of Xiao Yan, and even had a stronger friendship.

"The mountains and rivers are very big, Dad will take you to see them." Xiao Yan nodded, Xiao An smiled. In his eyes, his father was not in conflict with the world, but at this moment he suddenly became so majestic.

Xiao Yan did not teach Xiao An any method of cultivation. He took Xiao An through many mountains, looking at the world from afar to experience life, challenging many towering peaks, and every time he climbed to the top was a breakthrough.

In this way, Xiao Yan let Xiao An feel the path of cultivation with his body as a mortal. All kinds of difficulties and obstacles will be achieved, and the final hardships will be over.

Several years later, Xiao An finally climbed to the top of a mountain with his own strength. Even though this climb took him several months, he knew how to pause.

Standing on the top of this ten thousand feet of mountain, there is a bright and boundless sea of ​​clouds in front of you, as if you have arrived at the top of the clouds and are in the world.

This mighty intention spread on Xiao An. He opened his arms and closed his eyes to listen and enjoy the moment.

"After seeing all the mountains and rivers, what else do you want to do?" Xiao Yan still respected Xiao An's choice. To be precise, he wanted to see how Xiao An, who is a mortal, would make a choice.

"I want to be the king of my life." Xiao An said seriously after thinking for a while.

"Okay, then I will be the king of my life." Xiao Yan nodded, and unexpectedly, Xiao An did not choose to practice this path.

Xiao An seemed to know that no matter what request his father made, he could achieve it.

After entering the world again, Xiao An became the lord of a country. In a blink of an eye, he had already entered thirty years old and had long since receded. Under his control of the country, he was the lord of prosperity.

I thought I could quell the turbulent times and make the world peaceful.

But the war was still unstoppable, and the coalition forces of the other countries launched an attack on the country under Xiao An's jurisdiction.

The city is destroyed and the country is destroyed.

Xiao An exuded his hair with a shawl and looked very embarrassed. He smiled bitterly at the sky.

Above the hall, a large army poured in, and several sharp swords were placed on Xiao An's neck.

"Dad...Why do I still don't understand..."

After Xiao An finished speaking, a breeze blew up, and everyone was stationary, as if time had stopped.

"It is difficult to change the worldly power of the emperor, just like it is difficult for people to go against the will of heaven. Just see through it, let's go, the king of this life will not do it." Xiao Yan's figure appeared. Xiao An was over fifty years old, and he looked even older than Xiao Yan's appearance.

Xiao Yan helped Xiao An up and took him away from the palace.

Entering the world again gave Xiao An a deep understanding. Without the heroic spirit of the past two years, he would continue to go between the mountains and rivers.

A hundred years later, Xiao An sat on a bamboo chair, his eyes were dim and his breath was short.

"Dad... Is there really a saying in the next life in the world?"

Xiao Yan stood beside him, and the most beautiful rivers and mountains were in front of him.

"Yes." Xiao Yan answered firmly.

"Dad... Thank you... This life is wonderful." Xiao An was old and his life came to an end, but from beginning to end he never pursued immortality.

One day, I will stand on the mountain and look back at the road I have walked. No matter how difficult or difficult it is, I will smile and even be glad that I feel that this is the real life.

Xiao Yan was silent, a breeze hit, and this life was over.

Xiao Yan stood beside Xiao An for a long time.

Finally, Xiao Yan buried him under the Ten Thousand-Five Mountain peak, and the cause that came here was the result.

When Xiao Yan picked up the baby in his cradle, he had already known the fruit of today, but this was the choice he made. Even if this was still the case, Xiao Yan would still make the same choice.

"The eyes are far away and everything is sad, and the universe that is born returns to a different path."

Xiao Yan felt sad, and with Xiao An's death, Xiao Yan's heart dissipated a little again.

Looking back, many people have long been buried in the deepest memories.

At this time, Xiao Yan took out two special luck pills and threw them into his mouth. Although the energy of the world is vague, Xiao Yan could feel that luck came and had a subtle connection with the ancient world of immortals and demons.

The luck you gain in the ancient world of immortals and demons naturally belongs to the ancient world of immortals and demons.

But the way I realized belongs to Xiao Yan himself.

What Xiao Yan realized this time is the way of life, the rise and fall of victory and defeat, the rise and fall of tides are also life and death.
Chapter completed!