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Using the energy he controlled, he copied the Dao patterns he saw time and time again.
When the Dao pattern was completely copied, he would inject it into his life, making it his own Dao.
"The Dao Tree has grown for hundreds of millions of years, transforming itself into Dao. And I have the Purple Crystal, so why don't I transform the Purple Crystal into a Dao Tree? When that happens, I will be Dao. The Dao charms I transform into can even be comprehended by others …"
Yi Yun suddenly had this thought. This thought was extremely crazy. Even the Dao Lords in the 12 Empyrean Heavens had been pursuing this realm.
Transforming oneself into Dao seemed to be a legend. Although countless people pursued it, no one had ever succeeded in the history of the 12 Empyrean Heavens.
Yi Yun's cultivation level was still very low, but he suddenly had this thought. Then, this thought could not be controlled, and it grew crazily like weeds.
If others knew of this thought, they would only mock him. However, with the Purple Crystal, Yi Yun could control all the energy in the Heaven and Earth, so it might not be impossible …
He controlled the energy flow in his body and slowly condensed the Dao patterns.
He looked at a leaf on the Dao Tree, again and again. Slowly, Yi Yun sank into it.
He felt like he had transformed into a leaf. He could sense the Dao Tree's richness and the wind's caress.
His thoughts gradually emptied. Leaves sprouted in spring and withered in autumn. It was as short as a human's life. Leaves did not feel sorrow or pain. They just gently moved with the wind.
An unknown period of time passed. Yi Yun remained sitting under the tree. Other than the occasional breeze ruffling his hair, he remained motionless.
The gray-clothed Sword Spirit was constantly guarding the Dao Enlightenment Hall. He sat cross-legged and occasionally opened his eyes to look at Yi Yun. However, Yi Yun was like a statue, without any changes.
The white-clothed youth would visit Yi Yun every few days. He was somewhat disappointed when he saw Yi Yun meditating cross-legged without making any progress. The Dao Tree did not produce any phenomena either.
Although he did not think highly of Yi Yun, Yi Yun was after all the successor of the Pure Yang Sword Palace. He still wished for Yi Yun to improve, or at least not embarrass his master.
But now, he did not know if Yi Yun had gained any enlightenment or how much he had gained.
"It's already been three months. They say that three days in the Dao Comprehension Hall is equivalent to a year. This is equivalent to him comprehending for thirty years."
The white-clothed youth shook his head. The gray-robed Sword Spirit smiled and said, "You also know that three days is a year. That is only said when one has gained some insight. But in fact, no matter who sits under the Dao Tree, it is impossible to comprehend for three days to be a year forever. It's already not bad if one can maintain such a high speed of comprehension for ten days."
"Let's see what he looks like when he wakes up." The gray-clothed sword spirit was very optimistic, but the white-clothed youth was not in such a good mood. He said, "The Dao Tree has no phenomena, so what if it wakes up?"
The sun rose and set, and the clouds gathered and dispersed. In this grassland where the Dao Tree grew, other than the Dao Tree itself, everything else was ordinary and natural life. Yi Yun saw that the worm in the grass had lived out its short life. New weeds broke through the ground. Yi Yun felt neither sorrow nor joy as he watched quietly.
It was as if he himself was a leaf, and he had lived his life as a leaf. As the autumn atmosphere grew stronger, the leaves withered and turned yellow. A gust of wind blew as he stumbled off the Dao Tree and fell to the ground.
In the process of falling off the Dao Tree, Yi Yun saw his body clearly, and he also saw the Dao Tree clearly. He seemed to instantly understand many things.
His mind was unprecedentedly clear. The vast world seemed to suddenly open up. As Yi Yun fell, he slowly woke up. He saw himself getting closer to the ground, and finally … he gently landed on the ground.
The feeling of having his feet on the ground was also the home of life. Hence, Yi Yun opened his eyes …
The world returned to Yi Yun's vision once again. It was still the grassland, and it was still the old tree with twisting dragons. However, in Yi Yun's eyes, everything was different …
"He is awake!"
The Sword Spirit's eyes lit up. He had waited for a long time for Yi Yun to finally wake up.
"He has finally woken up." The white-clothed youth sighed. He immediately looked at the ancient Dao Tree behind Yi Yun, hoping that the Dao Tree would produce a phenomenon. Although he knew that the possibility was extremely slim, he still subconsciously wanted to take a look.
The ancient tree was the same as before. There was no reaction. There was no halo condensed from Great Dao, much less any Dao runes or Sanskrit sounds.
Even the Dao Tree's leaves did not produce any rustling sounds in the gentle wind.
There was no phenomenon …
Although he had expected it, it was still disappointing for it to be so calm.
The white-clothed youth forced himself to focus. He wanted to ask Yi Yun what he had figured out, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly froze.
He saw … that in the gentle wind, a leaf on the Dao Tree was like a fallen leaf in autumn, gently falling from the wind.
It left the branch, and like a green butterfly, it fluttered in the wind. After a few spins, it landed on the ground, right at Yi Yun.
Yi Yun did not look up, but he already knew what this leaf was.
He gently stretched out his hand with his palm facing up. This leaf gently landed in Yi Yun's palm.
This scene was similar to when Yi Yun was gaining Dao enlightenment. At the final moment of his life, Yi Yun was like a leaf, falling into the dust. It was light and silent. This was the final destination of a fallen leaf.
However, this simple scene stunned the white-robed youth. Beside the white-robed youth, the grey-robed Sword Spirit also stood up.
The two of them were like statues, motionless. They only looked at the leaf in Yi Yun's hand.
The Dao Tree had shed its leaf?
The Dao Tree's 3000 Dao Leaves had not changed for many years. In fact, back then, the Pure Yang Sword Palace's owner had used the grassland where the Dao Tree grew as a blueprint to build the Pure Yang Sword Palace. And back then, the Dao Tree already had 3000 Dao Leaves. Until now …
The Sword Spirit looked at the tree's crown, and he saw that on the branch where the leaf had fallen, there was a tiny sprout.
A leaf falling and a sprout growing was something he had never seen in his long years of guarding the Dao Tree.
And today, it had happened.
The falling leaf had landed in Yi Yun's palm. This was obviously not a coincidence.
Yi Yun's Dao enlightenment did not cause any phenomenon on the Dao Tree, but it had caused the Dao Tree to lose a leaf. Why was this so?
Whether it was the grey-clothed sword spirit or the temple spirit Chibai, they were actually not true living beings. Their understanding of the Dao was determined the moment they were born. It was their creator who bestowed them with the comprehension of the Dao.
They could not understand why the Dao Tree had fallen.
At this moment, Yi Yun was gently pinching the leaf stalk. The leaf was slowly spinning in Yi Yun's hand, like a tiny fan.
Falling … Rebirth …
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