"What is the purpose of cultivation?" After reading the experiences of that youngster, Ye Kong, who was standing amidst the rainbow-colored flowers, was at a loss.
"Is this kind of cultivation really happy? Compared to my past self, which one is the one I want the most? "
Ye Kong asked himself again.
Although that young man's experience wasn't exactly the same as Ye Kong's, there were still many similarities between them!
Their entire families had been killed, and they had been forced to leave their homes, but they still had people they treasured in their hearts!
In the depths of their hearts, there were also a few people who could never be resurrected! Regrets that could never be restored!
What exactly did one want to achieve after cultivating? Eternal cultivation, yet one had forgotten their original purpose!
When walking had become a habit, one would sometimes lose their direction!
Ye Kong stretched out his hand again. This time, his palm was placed on a rainbow-colored grass.
This was a completely different life …
He was a youngster who wandered around the capital city, walking among thousands of flowers. He, who had always been merciless, had met a young lady from a noble family whom he looked up to.
It was an afternoon in the capital city, and a heavy rain had caused the dry ground to splatter with green smoke.
Soon, the flagstone ground was covered in puddles of various sizes. A pink embroidered shoe hurried over. She didn't have a fan with her, so she could only stand under the eaves of a closed shop.
And he just happened to be standing under the eaves of the shop.
The two of them didn't have any interactions, nor did they know each other.
But right at this moment, a cat's cry was heard. It turned out that in the mud not far away, a newborn kitten was weakly begging.
She rushed out in the rain and lowered her head to look at the kitten. On top of her head was a scholar's robe that had been washed white, shielding her from the heavy rain.
Originally, this was just a chance encounter in the rain, but he was infatuated with her ever since. But soon, he found out that this girl was the daughter of the Prime Minister, and he was just a scholar from an ordinary family!
He couldn't write a peerless essay, and he didn't have a noble background. He was just a scholar from an ordinary family. It was impossible for him to marry the daughter of the prime minister.
In another heavy rain, he was beaten out of the door by the servants of the Prime Minister's mansion. One of his legs was broken. Standing in the rain, he felt that he was a poor kitten. He raised his head and cursed the heavens for being unfair, but no kind-hearted person came to save him.
Now that he was out of school, he couldn't study anymore. His old parents tried their best to persuade him to stay at home and run the tofu stall, marry a woman from a common family, and live a good life.
But he wasn't willing. He wasn't willing to live an ordinary life like this. He wanted to do something to let everyone know that this wasn't his fate. He would definitely return!
Finally, after searching through all the famous mountains and rivers, just as he was about to die, he finally met a legendary master.
That expert saw his tenacity and took him in as a disciple. Finally, twenty years later, his cultivation reached perfection. He still maintained his appearance from back then, and even his injured leg had recovered.
He returned home in glory!
But when he came back, he found that his parents had already become a cup of yellow soil.
The neighbor next door said, "After you left home, your mother missed you day and night, and not long after, she passed away. And although your father lived for many years, he lived such a hard life. Every day, he woke up early and went to sleep late. No one served him, and until the day before he died, he was still making tofu. "
When he breathed his last, he only said, "If you want your son back, you can eat your family's tofu." But he waited and waited, but in the end, he didn't see his son.
He was in great pain and felt that he was unfilial. After observing mourning for a few days, he took off his mourning clothes and went to the prime minister's mansion.
At this moment, the prime minister was already an old man, and his daughter was no longer young.
When he appeared in front of the girl, she didn't recognize him at all. When he told her about what happened back then, the girl only had a slight impression of him. She only said, "Oh, it's you."
Then, the girl went to take care of her ten year old son.
Looking at the family happily eating dinner, he rejected the invitation of this family to stay for dinner and walked into the quiet street in a daze.
Behind him, a gorgeous city was gathered, but he was walking alone on the bluestone road.
He inadvertently walked past the door of the girl from an ordinary family that someone introduced to him. When he turned his head and saw the warm light inside, he suddenly realized that all his pursuits were in vain!
Cultivating was for that girl, but that girl didn't need him at all.
Although the girl from an ordinary family didn't cultivate and didn't marry him, she still lived a good life. Happiness and cultivation were not important at all!
And his parents, the people he should have cherished the most, died alone. They didn't get to see him one last time, and they didn't let him send them on their last journey.
Suddenly, he felt that he had made a mistake. If he could do it all over again, would he still walk the path of cultivation?
Ye Kong's fingers left the seven-coloured grass, and his eyes were filled with even more bewilderment.
It was as if he had been walking on a straight road, and now, there was suddenly an intersection with countless forks! Although the main road was still there, whether or not he should walk on the other forks … he wavered.
His finger began to touch the other colorful plants and even small animals. These life forms were all alive, and each of them had a different story, each of them had a different life.
These stories included the powerful Venerables of the Pure Land, the gods of the God Realm, mortals from the lower realm, and various demon cultivators …
But the same thing was that they all had their own cultivation stories. In the end, they suddenly realized that cultivation was not a good thing. It wasn't their goal, and it wasn't what they wanted!
"What exactly is cultivation?"
"What exactly do I want?"
"If I could do it all over again, if I didn't cultivate, if I didn't transmigrate from Earth, if … if I had to choose, would I still choose the path of cultivation?"
As Ye Kong walked among the flowers, he began to feel lost. He began to ask himself, but he didn't know how to answer.
His finger kept touching, he wanted to touch all the colorful plants and animals in this world. But what he didn't know was that while he was walking, his two legs had already turned colorful.
Slowly, his waist also turned colorful. In the end, his whole body, his arms, all became colorful. The only thing that didn't change was his head.
But he still continued to walk, touching, wanting to find the answer.
At this moment, the most anxious person was Zhuo Long, who was locked in the portable space. Ye Kong always opened the barrier of the portable space, so Zhuo Long could see and hear. When he saw the change in Ye Kong, he wanted to shout loudly!
But Ye Kong seemed to have become crazy. No matter how loudly he shouted and reminded, Ye Kong couldn't hear him!
Ye Kong was still walking. He didn't know how long it had been, but gradually, he couldn't walk anymore. His feet had become the roots of the Rainbow Tree, and his hands were still touching more Rainbow Flowers, wanting to find the answer …
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