C1 Divine Tower

"Legend has it that in the distant mythical era, there was a divine tower called Divine Tower that stood tall in the center of the Divine Land. The Divine Tower was high up to a thousand feet high and pierced through the clouds, and there were countless immortals living within the Divine Tower that flipped through the cultivation methods of the immortals, recited their divine arts, and watched the tides rise and fall of the human world.

An old man with white hair and wearing a tattered robe shook his head as he spoke, revealing his few remaining teeth under a withered yellow tree in a dilapidated courtyard.

Beside the old man sat a child in tattered Daoist robes. The child was about six or seven years of age, carved from jade, with large, clear black and white eyes that rolled around in a very spiritual manner.

At this moment, this child's face was flushed red and his fists were clenched tightly. He seemed very excited, and it was obvious that the old man's words had shaken his heart to the point of making him unable to control himself.

However, although the little boy was simple, he was clever and suspicious. After the excitement passed, he looked at the old man with doubt in his big eyes and said crisply, "Grandpa Jiang, is what you said true? that level of Divine Tower, is it really that high? "

The little child stood up from the ground and stretched out his hand as though he wanted to measure how high the Divine Tower was at that height of thirty thousand meters.

Grandfather Jiang laughed embarrassedly, but he seemed to want to maintain his dignity in front of this child, and also seemed to want this child to maintain his innocent nature. His expression changed, and he pretended to be serious as he said: "Of course it's true, this Divine Tower legend is still Grandpa Jiang's grandfather … How could it be fake? "

As he spoke, the old man's face revealed an expression of longing, as if he really wanted to experience the legendary Divine Tower. At this moment, the boy beside him also revealed an expression of longing. His clear eyes were filled with hope and hope.

"May …" Grandpa Jiang … " The child seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at the old man beside him, hesitating to speak.

He was truly very short. Even if the old man was sitting and he was standing, their heights were the same. With a single turn of their heads, their gazes met.

Grandpa Jiang's heart skipped a beat. He knew this child was clever and had a lot of questions. However, if he didn't answer to his satisfaction, then he probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

Thinking of this, he said with a straight face, "Speak!"

"Have you seen Divine Tower?" The child looked timid, but he spoke very quickly, "Has your grandfather seen it before? Have you seen your grandfather's grandfather? "Your grandfather's …"

"Stop!"

The old man was sweating profusely, knowing that if he did not stop him, the little boy would say tomorrow night. He immediately knocked on the little boy's head and snorted: "Divine Tower, that is the place where immortals live, how can we mortals see that?"

As he said this, the old man was afraid that the boy would embarrass him if he continued to ask, so he hurriedly got up, patted off the dust on his clothes, shook off his sleeves, and left as if he was trying to escape, "It's getting late, Tongtong should go back to bed early. Tomorrow, he still has to get up early to sweep the yard."

"Oh …"

The child rubbed his forehead and drooped his head. He pouted his lips in grievance and muttered, "If only our Falling Cloud Abbey had a divine scripture of the Divine Tower. "No, we must have three, no, no. We must have five, no, no, no. We must have ten …

The child extended ten fingers, continuously counting. Ten was the greatest number of words that he could currently count. When both of his hands had been spread open, he clapped excitedly and jumped up, as if he had really received the Divine Tower's divine book.

"If our Falling Cloud Abbey has ten divine books, then Senior Linlin, Senior Hua Hua Hua and the fat Senior Brother from the kitchen will all become very powerful, making it so that bad people can no longer bully Tongtong." The little child gazed at the horizon and clenched his fists. He was so excited that his face was flushed red.

As the sun set, the sky was covered with fiery clouds and the shadows of mountains could be seen everywhere.

A cool breeze blew, blowing away the small child's tattered Daoist attire and the hair on his forehead.

The little boy's excited mood cooled down and he became a little depressed. He lowered his little head to look at his palm, and his clear eyes had an extra tinge of regret and regret. He said dejectedly: "But our Falling Cloud Abbey, doesn't have a single divine book on Divine Tower …"

"Who said that?"

A gentle voice echoed.

"Who?!"

The little boy jumped in fright and raised his head. When he saw the face of the person in front of him, he let out a sigh of relief, and then slightly shrank his neck, cupping his fists and bowing as he said, "Tongtong greets Abbey Master Shen."

"No need to be so polite." The person said softly.

This was a young, thin youth with jade-like face and red lips, starry eyes, a bright and broad forehead, and very thin and thick eyebrows. He was a handsome young man with a grace like jade. For some reason, his face was pale and weak, and he looked somewhat gloomy.

'Tens of thousands of years have passed. I, Shen Shu, have finally become a human again … ' The young man, Shen Abbey Master Shen Shu, muttered in his heart.

Looking at the setting sun and the mountain shadows in the horizon, an indescribable vicissitudes of life flashed through his eyes. It was as if what existed within this young person's body wasn't the mind of a youth, but a soul that had experienced the vicissitudes of life and the vicissitudes of life.

"Abbey Master Shen … You just said, said, that you had the Divine Tower's divine book? "

The timid voice rang in Shen Shu's ears, disturbing his thoughts. He lowered his head and looked at the adorable kid who wore a tattered Taoist attire. His eyes flashed with a gentle light and he said, "Yes, we do."

The little boy immediately became excited, he only felt that he had touched upon the myths of the legends, and his entire body was trembling with excitement, "Abbey Master Shen, can you take it out for me to see? Even in his dreams, Tongtong wished to see what exactly the Divine Book of Divine Tower looks like. "

Shen Shu thought for a while before he smiled and gave a depressing answer.

"Not yet."

"Ah?" "Then when can we start?"

The kid widened his eyes in disappointment. He pouted his mouth and looked at Shen Shu doubtfully, "You couldn't be like Grandpa Jiang and is lying to me, right?"

"I, Shen Shu, never lie to little kids."

Shen Shu laughed lightly, and rubbed the child's head, "When you grow up, Brother Shen will let you look at the millions of divine books on Divine Tower, and at that time, wherever Tongtong wants, Brother Shen will gift you with one."

"Oh …"

The boy did not get excited when he heard this. Instead, he lowered his head in disappointment.

Because in the past, Grandfather Jiang had told him more than once that when he grew up, he would show him the Divine Tower's divine scripture. After hearing this, even if the child was innocent, he knew that Grandpa Jiang was lying to him.

However, the boy refused to give up. He refused to believe that the myths and legends he had heard since he was young were all false.

He raised his little face and looked towards Shen Shu, the youngest Abbey Master in the history of Falling Cloud Abbey. At this time, he was bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The setting sun should have had an air of dusk, but it didn't have any effect on the youth. On the contrary, the youth's back was straight like a sword, and his posture was as straight as a pine. It gave him an indescribable sense of vitality.

It was as if the setting sun had just risen and boundless light was about to descend upon the world.

"Abbey Master Shen, do you think that Divine Tower is really a legend?"