"My path is to move from death to life, from midwinter to spring … Where am I now?" Su Ming asked himself softly as he stared at the rain.
"I've walked through the four seasons, walked through life and death, and I only seek answers to my questions and the truth …" Su Ming shook his head.
"There are still two hundred something years left … Four cycles of sixty years is very short, but it's not long. I can't tell whether I'm going to live or die. The gap between life and death is like the rust on a dagger under the setting sun. I don't understand, and perhaps in the end, I still won't understand." Su Ming sighed softly.
"I don't have the right to help them decide whether they will live or die. I respect all the decisions made by the people around me. I will never interfere with their choices and their determination, because we are equals, and because I care about them." Su Ming stared at the rain, and determination gradually appeared on his face.
"But this time … I won't ask you. For the first time in my life, and perhaps the last time, I will be selfish and choose this path for all of you.
"First, I won't choose it. Second, I can't choose it. Third … If that world truly exists, then I swear that if I don't die, then it doesn't matter whether it is tens of thousands of years or a long period of time, I will still search for your traces …
"If you can't see me anymore, then just like the tree where Arid Triad is, please forget me … Pretend that none of this happened. Pretend that Harmonious Morus Alba is someone's dream and that it is just an illusion left behind by someone.
"Pretend … that there has never been a person named Su Ming in this world," Su Ming mumbled. As he spoke, the rain in the world outside started showing signs of coming to a stop. It gradually slowed down.
"Eldest senior brother, second senior brother, Hu Zi … the ninth summit is ours. It is the spirit Master left behind for us. Right now, there are one million disciples in the ninth summit, and I can't send them all away. I can only send one hundred thousand away. As for the others … I can't care about them.
"Elder, you want the Berserkers to continue, and I am the God of Berserkers. I want to protect the Berserkers' legacy. I … will do my best to send the one hundred thousand Berserkers away.
"Chang He, I promised you that I would resurrect your wife. I won't forget this!
"Flame Fiends' Progenitor, I asked you to follow me in Divine Essence Star Ocean. From the moment you agreed to it, I will do my best not to disappoint you.
"Zhu You Cai … I don't know what your connection with the bald crane is, but … you are you.
Yu Xuan, if there is a next life, if we meet again, I will find you.
'Cang Lan, you've protected me for so many years, and you're already in my heart. My heart is very cold, and my heartbeat is very slow, causing it to seem as if it can't retain too many faces, but you … are already here.'
"Xu Hui … Even if De Shun's matter happens again, I will still do the same thing. It doesn't matter whether you agree with it or not. From the moment you chose to follow me, it was set in stone.
"Elder …" Su Ming closed his eyes.
"Lie Shan Xiu, our choices are different … Master … I can't wait for your change of heart to end …" As Su Ming mumbled, he lifted his right hand and swiftly pushed down on the stone under his feet.
With this press, the entire world shook soundlessly! The rain in the sky froze. The entire Ninth Summit and True Morning Dao World also froze.
Yu Xuan was glaring at Xu Hui as if she wanted to say something, but her expression had already turned into eternity. Xu Hui had a smug look on her face, as if she was going to counterattack, but in the end, everything froze as well.
Cang Lan maintained her smile, but she was not looking at Yu Xuan or Xu Hui. Instead, she was looking in Su Ming's direction. Her eyes … were sparkling, as if she knew all of this, just like her unique ability.
The elder sat quietly by the lake and stared at the water before he closed his eyes.
Eldest senior brother sat cross-legged and meditated. He had no idea how long he had been sitting there. Second senior brother looked at the women around him with a smile and shook his head. He did not notice that there was a Rune shining in a small mirror at the entrance.
At the place where the small mirror formation was connected to, Hu Zi was drinking wine. He had a careful expression on his face and a smile on his face as he continuously looked at the other mirror in his hand. The mirror reflected the scenes of his second senior brother.
Everything had become still, including Chang He, Flame Fiends' Progenitor, Zhu You Cai, who was staring in the direction of the Barren Lands of Divine Essence, all the Berserkers, and the bald crane.
The bald crane bit down on a crystal in its mouth. The Abyss Dragon was talking beside it, but at that moment, it stopped moving.
All of Ninth Summit and all of True Morning Dao World was the same. Only Su Ming opened his eyes again.
"That world, I believe it definitely exists!" As Su Ming mumbled, he bit the tip of his tongue and coughed up a mouthful of blood. It instantly turned into blood fog that enveloped all of Ninth Summit.
"Even if it didn't originally exist, it must exist after I am here. It's like creating a world. With my beliefs, my will, and my everything … I will create that place!" Su Ming swung his arm, and blood fog immediately surged into the sky. It filled the entire Ninth Summit and started tumbling about.
"In that world, all of you will have a good life. You will not remember me, because I do not know whether the day will come when I will appear before you …
"You will bring my blessings to all of you. I will use two hundred years to complete the most important Art in my life. This time, I will need a total of two hundred years to complete it.
"All of this is because I must ensure your success. I must ensure that all of you … can truly enter that world. I must also believe … that that world exists!
"I don't know its name, and I haven't seen the Expanse Cosmos it resides in either, but I believe that it exists. Its name … is definitely related to dust, because Harmonious Morus Alba will turn into dust." You are the dust I sent … that will not rot, my closest kin! " Su Ming said calmly, but there were deep emotions on his face. Slowly, he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes again.
When he closed his eyes, all of his thoughts turned into fragments that had gone through a myriad of twists and turns in his memories.
When he closed his eyes, all of the things that had disappeared in the blink of an eye returned to silence, but someone in the wind and rain was knocking on his memories.
When he closed his eyes, there were plenty of things that had happened in the past. How could he forget them … Perhaps the helplessness he felt could not fight against the vast sky of the mortal world, and in the end, they would disappear without a trace. The world would change, and all manner of lives would quietly endure the corrosion of time.
"You used two hundred and sixty cycles of time to look at me hiding behind the Stone of Three Lives and writing about the ordinary life quietly … In this life, I am Su Ming. I am a disciple of the ninth summit. I am a Dark Mountain Tribe member. I am the loneliness in your eyes.
"In the life of one hundred and twenty years, I am … your ferryman." Su Ming lowered his head, and the instant he did so, a gust of wind rose in the silence of the entire ninth summit …
That wind stirred up a vortex and made everything indistinct. It turned into a life that would last for one hundred and twenty years in Su Ming's world. Because Su Ming could not send them away so easily and because he had to ensure that he would definitely succeed, he needed … one hundred and twenty years to send them away. He needed an entire life, and he also needed … Su Ming's will to turn into an illusory world when he parted with them for the final time.
In that world, the wind was gentle and the sun was bright. There was no disaster in that world, and there were no cultivators in that world. It was a world of mortals, and it was a blessing in the midst of peace.
The karma I cultivated in my previous life took thousands of years to cultivate just once. I personally paddled the boat for you and brought you across the river called the River of Forgetfulness. I ferried you … to the other shore.
The river gurgled. An ancient ship was docked by the river. There was a wooden house there, and inside it was a boy. He sat quietly and watched the sun rise and set, watched the four seasons change, and waited for the person who came to him.
Spring, summer, autumn, winter, all the way until spring. The young man raised his head and heard the sound of hooves. He saw a white-clothed figure on a white horse. It was a woman, an elegant and beautiful woman with a gentle expression on her face.
The woman's eyes were very beautiful, and the expression contained within them was even more beautiful. When she stared at you, you would forget about the world and want to stare at her for eternity.
"I've waited for seven seasons, and the first person to cross the river has arrived. She is Cang Lan." The boy stared at the woman coming towards him, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Ferryman, what river is this?" The woman stopped by the river. Her beautiful eyes stared at the river before she looked at the boy.
"The River of Forgetfulness."
"Where is the other side of the river?" the woman asked while she sat on the white horse.
"I've never been there before."
"Nonsense. If you've never been there, how can you cross the boat here?" The woman smiled gently and tugged at the white horse to leave, but she seemed to have remembered something and got off the horse.
"Oh well, I'll go and take a look." As she spoke, the woman took a few steps onto the boat and looked at the boy.
The boy got on the boat and started paddling. Under the setting sun, he slowly rowed the boat towards the other side of the river. Along the way, the boy sat at the back of the boat and did not speak. The woman also fell silent. She sat at the bow and stared at the River of Forgetfulness. Gradually, anguish appeared on her face.
It was as if an indescribable sadness and melancholy had surged into her heart at the same time. Her emotions were wet, and they were like the boat that had completed the journey of her previous life. In an instant, they turned into clear tears that drenched her thin robes. It was as if they were tainted by her longing for her previous life, and they turned into chills that came crashing into her face. They cleared her mind, but they fell into her heart and turned into sadness. She wanted to wash them away, but no matter what, she could not wash away the faint sadness in her eyes.
When they reached the riverbank, the setting sun turned into a crescent moon that shone on the surface of the River of Forgetfulness. The woman sat on the boat and remained silent for a long time … Then, she turned her head around and looked at the boy. When she looked at him, he had already grown up and turned into a young man. It was Su Ming.
"We're here," Su Ming said softly. He stared at the woman before him, and a reluctance to part as well as deep love appeared on his face.
"I know. I think … I should wait for someone …" the woman mumbled.
"He will come, if he can get on my boat as well." Su Ming sighed softly.
The woman lowered her head. After a long while, she stood up. At the instant she walked out of the bow of the boat, she turned around and stared at the boat leaving into the distance. She stared at the waters of the River of Forgetfulness.
"I'll wait for you …" Su Ming heard her soft murmurs.
When did the moon in the river first shine on a person? Who saw the moon for the first time by the riverbank? We were fated with each other in our previous lives, but in this life, who will be the ferryman?
Today is the third watch. The second watch is around eight-thirty, and the third watch is around twelve. Next month … I will fight!
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