It was an abandoned temple. The red paint was peeling and the door knocker was rusty.
Outside the temple, it was raining at night, giving off a feeling of desolation and loneliness.
Inside the temple, five people wearing straw raincoats started a bonfire. They took out some dry rations and chatted loudly while eating.
Ning Fan sat at the corner of the temple. He had no intention of talking to anyone.
His clothes were not wet at all … With the strength of his rain intent, he would not be drenched by the rain if he did not want to.
"Kid, you look like a scholar. Why didn't you bring any luggage with you? Could it be that you were robbed by bandits?"
A burly man in a straw raincoat looked at Ning Fan from top to bottom. When he saw that Ning Fan had nothing on him, he could not help but burst into laughter.
"Come, help us gather some firewood and add some fuel to the fire. I will let you eat some meat." Another burly man who was gnawing on half a roasted chicken said with a laugh.
His words were filled with sarcasm.
The five of them were people from the Green Forest. They had never looked up to a weak scholar like Ning Fan, but they were making fun of him.
Ning Fan glanced at them indifferently and did not say anything. Naturally, he would not add fuel to their firewood and beg for food.
He disdained to beg. What he liked was to rob others.
However, he disdained to rob a few mortals. He had his own principles.
Seeing that Ning Fan was ignoring them, the five burly men in woven rush capes lost their interest. They ignored Ning Fan and began to talk about other things.
Ning Fan looked at the rain outside the temple and his state of mind gradually became calm.
He could not remember who he was, but he remembered all the insights he had about the rain.
He remembered all of his divine arts, he remembered all of his killings, the only thing he could not remember was who he was.
Suddenly, Ning Fan's eyes flashed. He saw a white-robed young man walking slowly in the rain.
The young man had an ordinary appearance, but when he walked, he naturally had the temperament of someone who would go through life and death together.
That young man was not far from the Spirit Severing Realm.
His cultivation base was secondary, but his Dao of Life and Death was slightly higher than Ning Fan!
"This man's Spirit Severing Realm Intent Realm is actually Life and Death!"
Ning Fan's expression did not change, but his heart was shocked.
Since ancient times, Life and Death were the Dao that immortals needed to comprehend. However, there was a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator who entered the Spirit Severing Realm through Life and Death.
Although this person's cultivation was low, his comprehension wasn't any weaker than his.
The white-robed youth frowned as he looked at the five men in woven rush capes gathered around the bonfire.
His Life and Death Intent Domain had a sign of starting to change in this rainy night. However, the rude behavior of these five men had destroyed this atmosphere.
He was about to find a corner to sit down when his gaze suddenly changed.
He saw Ning Fan sitting in the corner, looking at him with a smile.
Ning Fan was originally here, but his qi was too restrained. For a moment, the white-robed young man nearly ignored him.
The white-clothed youth had rarely encountered such a thing in his life, except for a few powerful figures.
Like Situ Nan, like Yunquezi …
This person is a cultivator, and his cultivation base far surpasses mine. However, he doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards me.
The white-robed young man sat beside Ning Fans. He nodded slightly to Ning Fans, but didn't say anything. He lifted his head to look at the rain outside the temple.
Ning Fan also did not say much. He was also looking at the rain, as if any unnecessary words would destroy the beauty of this rainy night.
"I've finally found shelter from the rain."
A voice resounded in the temple. Immediately, another person entered the temple to seek shelter from the rain.
It was a tall and burly man wearing a thin robe.
As soon as the burly man entered the temple, his eyes swept across the people in the temple. However, his gaze stopped on Ning Fan and the white-robed youth.
"Oh? I didn't expect to see someone with the same cultivation base in this temple. My name is Mo Zhi. How do I address you two friends? "
"I'm from the mountains. I don't have any name. Just call me Da Niu." The white-robed youth cupped his fists and said.
"I don't know who I am. Some people call me Lu Sheng, but I have a feeling that this isn't my real name." Ning Fan also cupped his fists at the burly man.
He could vaguely see that this burly man was extraordinary. This person's intent domain was very similar to Yun Bushu's. It was the intent domain of forgetfulness.
However, the difference between his and Yun Bushu's cultivation base was like heaven and earth. This person's cultivation base wasn't even at the First Step of Dao Cultivation. He wasn't even at the Life Immortal Realm …
"Haha! Interesting. Could it be that this scholar really met a bandit and was beaten silly? How could he not remember who he is? "The burly men in woven rush capes laughed.
Mo Zhi, on the other hand, faintly sensed something from Ning Fan but he wasn't too sure.
Then, he smiled and said, "So Brother Lu also doesn't know who you are. You are very similar to me. It's rare to meet two people with the same cultivation base here. Why don't we sit down and discuss the Dao in this rainy night? "
"Discuss the Dao …" Ning Fan's eyes were sometimes blank and sometimes clear. Even though he didn't know who he was, he knew that he was pursuing the Dao of Life and Death.
Discussing the Dao was good too.
As for wine, he had bought quite a lot of it. It would be great if there was good wine during the Dao discussion.
Ning Fan didn't say much. He flicked his sleeve and took out three jars of wine. He took one for himself and gave one to Mo Zhi and Da Niu.
The white-robed youth who was called Da Niu smiled lightly. He took the jar of wine and gulped it down. He was a free and easy person.
Mo Zhi was startled. He also took the wine and laughed heartily, drinking it to his heart's content.
Then, he looked at Da Niu and said, "Brother Da Niu's cultivation base is shocking. If I'm not mistaken, you should have reached the realm of Soul Locking Intent Domain. You have a chance to break through Yun Xiao."
Da Niu's expression changed slightly. He revealed a cautious expression and avoided talking about his own cultivation base.
Not far away from the campfire, one of the few burly men sneered loudly.
"What are you guys talking about? We don't understand a single word of it. What Soul Locking Intent Domain? You still have a chance to break through Yun Xiao? Are you guys crazy?!"
Mo Zhi looked at Ning Fan again. After taking a closer look, his eyes became more and more serious.
His seriousness was not because of Ning Fan's cultivation base but because he had noticed something else.
"Brother Lu's cultivation base is also shocking. What surprised me the most is that Brother Lu doesn't seem to be someone from this world. Brother Lu seems to have come from outside the Defying Mortal World … No, Brother Lu comes from outside the four great worlds … You are a cultivator from the outer world. May I know which Immortal Region Brother Lu came from? "
Ning Fan's eyes were stunned and he said with a little confusion. "I don't know."
The burly men beside the bonfire laughed again. "Haha! What Inner World? What Outer World? What Outer World? These people are really crazy!"
Mo Zhi smiled faintly. He was not angry.
"What you said is right. The word 'crazy' is very well used. If one is not crazy, it would naturally be difficult to comprehend the Heavenly Dao. If one is not crazy, who would seek the Art of Immortality? This is the saying that if Heaven desires something, there must be a desire."
The burly man beside the bonfire frowned and scolded. "He really is a madman. I don't understand a single word of it."
Mo Zhi could not help but laugh. He shook his head gently and looked at Da Niu. "Brother Da Niu, do you understand?"
Da Niu said. "Brother, there is a profound meaning in your words. I don't understand. But I think … The word 'crazy'. The land isn't good. It's better to use 'infatuation'! "
"Well said! The word 'infatuation'. Very good! If the people of our generation don't have infatuation, they will definitely not be able to achieve the right result. You will definitely not be able to cultivate to fruition, and the Heavenly Dao will be destroyed! "
Mo Zhi stopped laughing and looked at Ning Fan. "What do you think of the word 'infatuation'?"
"Infatuation …" Ning Fan's eyes became even more dazed. "Whether I am crazy or infatuated, I can still pursue the Dao. However, my Dao is' obsession '. My obsession is in my heart. That's why I became a devil.
"Obsession …" Mo Zhi and Da Niu revealed a thoughtful expression.
Obsession was being trapped by love and being bewitched by the Dao. It was because love could defy the Heavens.
Obsession was locking the love in one's heart. One would rather have the Heart Devil in one's heart than to retreat or give up.
"Zhi … Obsession … Erm … Where were we just now? I was careless and forgot everything. "
Mo Zhi's face suddenly showed a dazed expression.
"So you really are a madman!" The burly men beside the bonfire laughed.
"Forget it. It's fine if you have forgotten. I am Mo Zhi. How do I address you two Fellow Daoists?"
"Da Niu." Da Niu's eyes flickered as if he had discovered something.
"Maybe my surname is Lu. Maybe not." Ning Fan was at a loss again.
Mo Zhi nodded his head. He looked at the rainy night outside and praised.
"The beauty of a rainy night lies in its artistic conception. It lies in its endless life. The flowers and grass absorb the water vapor. The original death intent will also quietly flow away. This is the beauty of a rainy night and also the taste of life."
Outside the temple, the sound of rain falling could be heard. Occasionally, lightning would flash across the sky, illuminating the rainy night.
The bonfire inside the temple flickered between light and darkness, illuminating the surroundings. It was like the transition between life and death. The change between light and darkness seemed to contain the Dao of life and death.
Light was life and darkness was death. In the flickering of light and darkness, life and death would intertwine.
"What is life?" Just as Da Niu was about to ask this question, Ning Fan had already asked it.
Ning Fan's heart was at a loss. It was the confusion of not being able to comprehend life and death.
Mo Zhi pointed at the bonfire and said: "This fire is life!"
"Why?"
"I don't know what life is, but I have often heard mortals say, make fire, make fire. I think this fire is life. "
"Madman!" This time, the burly men beside the bonfire looked at Mo Zhi with a strange expression.
"What is death?" Ning Fan asked again.
Just as Mo Zhi was about to answer, his eyes suddenly became confused again. After a while, he looked around blankly.
"Where were we before?"
Without waiting for Ning Fan and Da Niu to speak, a burly man beside the bonfire immediately said: "That scholar just asked you, what is death!"
Mo Zhi looked at Ning Fan apologetically. He hesitated for a moment and asked: "I think you already know my name. May I know how to address you?"
Another burly man beside the bonfire said with a smile: "He has a bad memory like you. He can't remember who he is. He only knows that his surname is Lu!"
The apologetic look in Mo Zhi's eyes became thicker. "Ever since I comprehended the Heavenly Dao, my memory has been deteriorating. I hope Brother Lu can forgive me."
"This person really comprehended the Intent of Forgetfulness." Da Niu pondered.
"Hey, you haven't said what death is. Go on, it's interesting." A burly man beside the bonfire urged.
"What is death? Death is death. If a person dies, they die. If their heart dies, they forget. This is death. "
"Today, there is rootless water. The water in this bottomless land is life. In the future, when the rootless water is lost, the water in this bottomless land is death. There is no vitality and no flow. This is the so-called stagnant water!"
Mo Zhi pointed at the burly men beside the bonfire and said: "Today, they can be happy, angry, sad and happy. This is life. In the future, they won't be happy, angry, sad or happy. They won't be able to escape the cycle of samsara. This is death."
Mo Zhi pointed at the petal cushion inside the temple and said: "When the statue of the god in this temple is here, the temple is alive. Now that the statue has disappeared, it is death!"
Speaking until here, he stood up and pointed at the sky: "This rain is born from the sky and dies on the earth. The process in between is the life of the rain. The reason why I look at the rain is not to look at the sky or the earth. I'm not looking at the rain, but the life of the rain. This is life and death!"
After listening to Mo Zhi's profound words, the confusion in Da Niu's heart disappeared. He seemed to have understood something. He stood up and cupped his fists at Mo Zhi.
At this moment, Da Niu had yet to attain Spirit Severing Realm, but he could almost follow Mo Zhi through life and death!
The blankness in Ning Fan's eyes faded a little, but he still couldn't understand it completely.
He always felt that Mo Zhi's words were one-sided.
He talked about the death of the temple, the death of the rain, the death of mortals, the death of flowers, trees and humans, but he didn't mention the death of immortals.
"For those who are at the peak of the Dao, they might seem immortal on the surface, but in reality, they will still die, right? If that's the case, what is immortality? "Ning Fan suddenly asked.
This question suddenly turned into two thunderbolts that exploded in Da Niu and Mo Zhi's mind.
Da Niu was at a loss again when he just understood the meaning of life and death. He had never thought about this question before.
Mo Zhi's expression changed. His master was a peerless expert. He had never thought that his master would fall one day.
Would he die? Would he die …? He thought that his understanding of the Heavenly Dao was profound, but the Heavenly Dao that he saw was still one-sided.
Did the immortality that he pursued not exist from the beginning?
The death of mortals and cultivators should be different from the death of Fourth Step cultivators. The death of a Fourth Step cultivator should have touched the origin of Dao …
All of a sudden, Mo Zhi seemed to have realized something. He looked at Ning Fan with surprise. "I know now. The reason why you can appear in the Defying Earth World is because …"
He had heard from his master that there was a Fourth Step Supremacy among the experts of the Outer World who transformed his body into heaven and earth and used his dream to transform his reincarnation.
The reincarnation cycle of that person had a life and death tribulation that could help cultivators peek into the supreme Great Dao!
The Ning Fan in front of them might be a cultivator who was undergoing the Life and Death Tribulation in that Immortal Region!
The Ning Fan they saw was not real. What Ning Fan saw was also not real.
One side was real while the other side was definitely an illusion. Both of them could never coexist in this rainy night.
"I still don't understand the Dao of Life and Death … Even if I step on the path of life and death, I might still not understand it. Stepping on the path of life and death is just the first step to thoroughly understand life and death. Many Life Immortals haven't even achieved this first step … However, I seem to have remembered who I am. Brother Mo is right. As long as the heart is not dead, everything can be recalled … "
"Is this the fortune that I obtained after refining the seven pieces of Life and Death Crystals … Life and Death Tribulation?!"
"I am Ning Fan! The obsession in my heart can't be erased even by reincarnation. This Life and Death Tribulation also can't deceive my heart! "
Ning Fan pointed his finger and the entire world shattered like glass.
Even though Mo Zhi's words did not touch upon the origin of Dao, it gave Ning Fan a lot of enlightenment.
There were five hundred more Dao Marks of Life and Death on his primordial spirit, making a total of 1720 lines.
The scenery in front of him changed rapidly. The first stage of the Life and Death Tribulation had been broken.
"It was a very good Dao discussion … According to Mo Zhi, I don't belong to the same reincarnation cycle as them. Perhaps, I won't be able to meet them again … This Life and Death Tribulation is really mysterious. It actually allowed me to meet people from other reincarnations. Is this the technique of Immortal Sovereign Zi Dou …? "
Ning Fan's body gradually dissipated and the world began to condense again.
...
In a place called the Ning Family Village in the Aparagodānīya Continent, there was a local tycoon. People called him Old Rich Ning.
According to the rumors in the village, this man had two lovely wives, each as beautiful as a flower or jade.
Within the Ning Family Village, in a certain deep courtyard, a man and two women were on the bed making love in a bedroom.
The man was a handsome young man with fair skin. His eyes were filled with lust as he was conquering the bodies of the two beautiful women.
Both of the women were extremely beautiful. One of them had black eyes that resembled black gemstones. Her name was Xiao Er.
The other one had blood-red eyes and was enduring the young man's attack. Her name was Hong Er.
That young man was Old Rich Ning.
As for the two women, they were naturally his beautiful wives who were serving him in bed.
While they were attacking each other, the young man suddenly stopped. He looked at the two beauties below him in disbelief. His facial expression was extremely ugly as if he had swallowed a fly.
"Why am I here … Who am I …"
"Erm, you are … are … Although I can't remember your names, I vaguely remember that I shouldn't do this to you … Our relationship hasn't reached this stage yet … Erm, my head hurts."
"Husband … Husband, why did you … stop … Hurry up …" Xiao Er's eyes were blurred. She was panting and her chest was slightly moving up and down. However, she was smiling slyly.
"Hmph, you can't even do this? Didn't you want to fight with me for 300 rounds?" Hong Er sneered. She moved her body and put something into it again.
Ah …
The veins on Old Rich Ning's forehead popped.
He couldn't do it? He was actually rejected by Hong Er?
Although he couldn't remember who he was, he remembered that he was the lord of the Ning Family Village. He was the husband of Hong Er and Xiao Er.
It seemed natural for a husband to be like a fish in water …
"I'll let you see if your husband can't do it anymore!"
Old Rich Ning bent down and pressed down …
His palms moved around the two women's bodies …
After a bout of madness, it was already evening. The two women had already fallen asleep with satisfaction.
Old Rich Ning got up and changed his clothes. He felt refreshed but he had a strange feeling in his heart.
He felt that he really shouldn't do this to the two women.
However, the two women were his wives and concubines. Why couldn't he do this?
In his memory, he had already done it with his children countless times …
Why, why …
It was as if he had forgotten something important …
"Old Master, the demon … the demon is here! A monk who claims to be from Tang Tang of the Eastern Land has brought three demons into the village! "
"Monk? Demon? "
Old Rich Ning's eyes turned serious. He pushed the door open and a sharp aura condensed in his eyes.
The servant girl who came to report the news thought that her master would be as timid as before. She didn't expect her master's eyes to be so sharp today. He wasn't afraid when he heard that the demons had entered the village.
"With me here, the Ning Family Village will be fine! Bring me to see the monk and the demon! "
The servant girl was stunned.
Her master had never been so heroic. Why was he different today? He really wasn't afraid of the demon and wanted to see the demon. He even said that he wanted to protect the Ning Family Village …
She led Ning Fan out of the house and searched for the monk and the demon. Suddenly, she heard a thunder-like roar.
"Hey! Why can't I see anyone in such a big village? Come out for Grandpa Pig. Quickly serve good wine and dishes to show respect to your Grandpa Pig! "
A black-bristled boar demon carried a rake and walked towards them casually.
When he saw the extraordinary appearance of the servant girl in front of Ning Fan, his small eyes immediately turned green and filled with a wretched smile.
"Hehe … How should I address you, miss?"
He went forward and tried to strike up a conversation with the servant girl. The servant girl was so frightened that she fell to the ground. Her body was trembling and she hugged Old Rich Ning's thigh. Her eyes were asking for help.
"What does the name of my servant have to do with you?!"
Old Rich Ning's left eye suddenly flashed with a purple-black light!
A wave of Demon Ancestor aura suddenly pressed down on the black-bristled boar demon.
The instant the boar demon came into contact with the demonic aura, his expression changed drastically. His demon blood uncontrollably trembled.
"You … You … You are the Demon Ancestor! You are the Eternal Immortal Venerable! "
In the boar demon's impression, the Demon Ancestor was equivalent to the Eternal Immortal Venerable.
The Eternal Immortal Venerable was someone who was at the peak of the Second Step of Dao Cultivation.
In the future, perhaps he should be called the Immortal Emperor …
Of course, he was terrified!
"Wu Neng, don't be rude!"
A fair-skinned monk walked towards Ning Fan and put his palms together.
"I come from the Great Tang of the Eastern Lands. Since it's already late, I would like to stay in your manor for the night. I have three disciples and each of them has a stunning appearance. Please forgive me if they have disturbed you, Manor Lord. "
Old Rich Ning cupped his fists at the monk. Then, his gaze shifted to the other two disciples behind the monk.
Finally, his eyes fell on the monk.
When he met the monk's clear eyes, Old Rich Ning seemed to have recalled something.
"I am … Ning Fan!"
"Who is this monk?! He's clearly just a mortal but his eyes are as sharp as Meng Xuanzi's! "
Meng Xuanzi is the Tablet Wielding Immortal Emperor. Is this person also an Immortal Emperor?!
"May I know how to address you, Elder?" Ning Fan cupped his fists and asked.
"The people of the world call me Xuanzang. You are different from the people of this world. You can call me Golden Cicada. As you expected, I was probably the Immortal Emperor you mentioned in my previous life. In this life, I'm just a mortal who wholeheartedly worships Buddha. "Golden Cicada said with a smile.
His eyes were empty, as if he could see through Ning Fan's thoughts.
This person, what a strange divine ability … (To be continued.)
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