The divine aura left behind half of the stele and left. He did not tell Wutian where he had found it, or who had entrusted him with it. It seemed particularly mysterious.
But these were not important to Wutian for the time being.
What he needed to do now was to comprehend the mysteries of life and death.
Life, represented living, represented hope.
Death, represented death, represented despair.
Apart from these, what else did it represent? What else did it mean?
He did not study the half of the Soul Subduing Stele. He directly put it into the Battle Spirit Ring and walked out of the courtyard alone. He wandered aimlessly in the nearby forest.
But after an entire afternoon, he did not gain anything.
In the evening, he returned to the courtyard. The two little guys were making a fire in the backyard to cook.
Seeing the two in a hurry, sweating profusely and their little faces dirty, Wutian could not help but shake his head and laugh. He walked up and said, "I'll teach you."
Under his guidance, three dishes and a soup were freshly cooked out of the oven in an hour.
After eating, Wutian sat at the stone table in the front yard. He took out the Luoshen Zither and leisurely played it.
Late at night, it was incomparably quiet.
The full moon hung in the sky, dotted with stars, painting a brilliant starry sky.
The melodious sound of the zither lingered in the air, adding a refined mood to this quiet night sky.
The two little guys sat next to him, lying on the stone table with their cheeks in their hands, quietly listening to this beautiful melody and feeling the serenity brought about by this tranquility.
When the song ended, Wutian looked at the two with a smile. "Uncle wants to ask you a question."
Shao Chen sat up straight, puzzled. "What question?"
Wutian asked, "In your understanding, what do life and death represent?"
"Life and death?"
The two little guys pondered for a while.
Shao Ling giggled. "Life represents coming to this world, death represents leaving this world."
Shao Chen followed. "Life is the beginning of a life, death is the end of a life."
Wutian was incomparably surprised. He had just asked casually on a whim. He did not expect the two little guys to answer so logically.
Being born to this world was the beginning of life. Leaving this world after death was the end of life.
The answers of the two little ones were also an interpretation of life and death.
Wutian also had a deeper understanding of the mysteries of life and death.
"Everyone has a different understanding of life and death. It seems that I shouldn't be stuck here. I should go out more and ask more questions. Perhaps I will gain something unexpected."
Wutian cursed inwardly.
The next morning, he woke up early. After washing up, he called the two little ones over and reminded them, "While I'm away, you have to take good care of this courtyard. When I come back, I hope this place will be even better."
Shao Ling asked, "Ugly Uncle, where are you going?"
Shao Chen said, "Do you want us to accompany you?"
Wutian smiled and said, "No need, I'm just going out to relax. I'll be back soon."
Then, he left. He didn't know where he was going. He wandered the vast earth like a lonely ghost.
Zhongyao Continent.
Wan Bao Pavilion.
As soon as Wutian left, the two little ones told their parents about it through the All Manifestations Token.
In the hall, Cang Zheng frowned and said, "Why did Wutian suddenly want to go out alone? Is he going to leave without saying goodbye again? "
Madman Shao pursed his lips and said, "Mysterious guy, who knows what he wants to do."
Cang Zheng said, "No, we have to send someone to look for him. If he encounters any trouble, we can help him secretly."
Madman Shao said, "That's not necessary!"
Cang Zheng said in a low voice, "Others don't know, but you know very well that if he didn't lead us to eradicate the super forces such as the Fire Valley, kill Excellency Ape and other strange creatures, and pacify the ancient continent, the Samsara Continent would have been in a terrible situation. Moreover, it was he who saved my mother and me from the Wushan tribe. We have to repay this kindness. "
Madman Shao smiled bitterly and said, "I know he is the savior. I know that without him, we wouldn't have the life we have now. But because he is the savior, we don't have to look for him, because I believe that no matter what difficulties he encounters, he can deal with them calmly."
Cang Shen appeared out of thin air and nodded. "Madman Shao is right. We can't interfere in Wutian's affairs, and we are not qualified to do so."
"But …"
Cang Zheng's eyebrow furrowed.
"No buts. I'll go to the Dragon Village to see Chen 'er and Ling' er. You can do what you need to do."
Cang Shen left these words and disappeared without a trace.
"Alas!"
Cang Zheng sighed deeply and sat on the chair powerlessly, his face full of helplessness.
In the small courtyard of the Dragon Village.
The two little ones were holding daggers in their hands, loosening the soil and weeding in the flower bed and vegetable garden.
When Cang Shen appeared and saw this scene, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Swish!"
He landed in the courtyard and frowned. "Why didn't you cultivate?"
"It's grandpa."
"Grandpa, why are you here?"
The two little ones were pleasantly surprised and hurriedly ran to Cang Shen's side.
Cang Shen rubbed their heads, his eyes full of doting. He asked, "Why didn't you cultivate? Instead, you are loosening the soil and weeding here? "
Shao Chen said, "Ugly Uncle told us to do it."
"He told you to do this?" Cang Shen frowned.
Shao Ling said, "Ugly Uncle not only told us to loosen the soil and weed, but also to chop firewood and cook. In short, he told us to do all the household chores and hard work. Before he left, he also told us to take good care of this place."
"How could this be? It shouldn't be! "
Cang Shen lowered his head, his brows knitted together.
Seeing this, Shao Ling giggled. "Grandpa, we all volunteered because Ugly Uncle said that as long as we listened to him, he promised to open 99 meridians for me and my brother when we were 16 years old. At that time, Uncle Shenxi was also here and said that Ugly Uncle would definitely do as he said."
"Shenxi also knows that Wutian is back?" Cang Shen was surprised.
At this time, the two little ones handed the daggers to Cang Shen. Shao Chen said, "Grandpa, can you help us to see what level these daggers belong to?"
"How can a dagger used for weeding and loosening the soil be a good weapon?"
Cang Shen shook his head and laughed. He grabbed the two daggers, but the moment his hand touched the daggers, his body trembled violently!
"This is …"
At this moment, a bright light burst out from his eyes. He lowered his head and carefully looked at the two daggers. After a long time, he raised his head and looked into the distance. He sighed. "You really put a lot of thought into this!"
He was now a great emperor, an overlord in the Samsara Continent. However, he found that he could not see through these two daggers, which was enough to prove that these two daggers were not ordinary Magic Weapons!
Knowing this, he also understood Wutian's painstaking efforts.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
"Are these daggers not good things?"
The two little ones looked at him in confusion.
Cang Shen withdrew his gaze and smiled. "Don't lose these two daggers. Also, you must listen to your Uncle Wutian. Do whatever he asks you to do, understand?"
"Yes."
The two little ones nodded.
Cang Shen smiled. "Then go to work!"
After sending the two little ones away, Cang Shen did not leave immediately. Instead, he wandered in the yard.
Back to Wutian.
On this day, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the sky. It was raining cats and dogs. However, he did not take shelter from the rain. He wandered in the forest as if nothing had happened, letting the rain beat on his body.
Unconsciously, he came to a small river. There was an old man on the bank. He wore a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, sitting alone by the river, fishing.
Wutian walked up softly and stood behind the old man.
The old man in the straw raincoat turned to look at him with a trace of surprise in his cloudy eyes. He asked, "Young man, why don't you take shelter from the rain?"
Wutian asked, "Why would you fish on a rainy day?"
If it was just a drizzle, fishing was nothing. However, could he catch fish in a heavy rain?
Wutian was doubtful.
The old man in the straw raincoat chuckled and did not say anything else. He turned back and stared at the floating fish in the water.
Wutian did not say anything else. He stood beside the old man and watched quietly.
On a rainy day, the water was not calm. The floating fish kept swaying. It was difficult to see if there were fish eating the bait. Since it was impossible to see, how could he catch the fish in the river?
He was puzzled.
Time flew and an hour passed. The old man in the straw raincoat still did not pull back the rod. Wutian shook his head and was ready to leave.
However, just as he turned around, the old man grabbed the fishing rod and pulled hard. With a splash, a chopstick-sized black fish was pulled out of the water.
Wutian was surprised. He asked, "Old man, how did you do it?"
The old man chuckled, "Don't be fooled by the eyes. Appearances are all fake. Listen with your heart and feel with your heart."
"Don't be fooled by the eyes."
Wutian's brows wrinkled, carefully savoring this sentence.
So that's how it is. Appearances are just superficial and can fool people's eyes. In order to see through the essence of something, one needs to feel it with their heart.
"Thank you for your guidance. I'll take my leave now."
Wutian clasped his hands and turned around to disappear into the rain.
"Guidance?"
The old man in the straw raincoat was stunned. He turned around and looked at Wutian's back. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes.
"Why is this young man so weird?"
Shaking his head, the old man put the black fish back into the fishing net and baited it before continuing to fish.
After that.
During the day, Wutian wandered around the boundless world. His body and mind were completely relaxed. He blended into nature and the mortal world. He experienced everything in the world and peeked into the essence of everything.
At night, he stayed in the wilderness. He accompanied his lover, playing the zither and drinking alone while admiring the moonlight.
Half a month later, he stood in a dense forest and looked ahead.
Not far ahead, there were dozens of people gathered. However, they were all mortals without any cultivation base. Some were playing drums and some were setting off firecrackers. They were burying an old man who had died not long ago.
However, what made Wutian feel strange was that there was not much sadness in their eyes. There was even a big man in mourning clothes who had a silly smile on his rough face.
After the old man was buried, everyone dispersed. Only the big man was still kneeling in front of the grave.
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