With one more round of this power of Heaven and Earth, I can cause my Demon Nascent Soul to appear.” His eyes shone with a bizarre light, and he looked up at the Reincarnation Mountain with a look of anticipation.
He could sense the Demon Core within him, at the great circle of Core Formation. He was just one step away from forming a Nascent Soul.
The rumbling from the Reincarnation Mountain gradually faded away, and the mountain returned to normal. Black smoke surged out and flames rose up into the sky. The ancient, cold voice once again sounded out.
“No more questions are required of you.
“As you said, your current realm and Cultivation base do not permit you to know what the Dao is….
“Asking you the third question would result in nothing more but empty talk. You would neither move my heart, nor yours.
“Therefore, not asking the question is the most appropriate course of action.
“However, I am very curious. If your Dao is a direction, and you are still searching, then… have you found any traces of it?” The last question asked by the ancient voice echoed out in all directions.
Meng Hao was silent for a moment. His eyes glowed with reminiscence, but after a long time, he clasped hands toward the Reincarnation Mountain and bowed. When he straightened up, his voice was soft as he began to speak. “Many years ago,” he murmured, “on a night when snow filled the world, I sat together with someone in a horse-drawn carriage.
“It was bitterly cold outside, but there was an oven inside the carriage, making it very warm. It was as if there were two different worlds, separated from each other. At that time, I had just stepped foot into the Cultivation world. I was no longer a mortal, but a Cultivator. When I looked outside at the snow, I felt that I was looking at myself.
“The snow can only exist during the dead of winter. It may yearn for summer days, and for warmth, but if it nears them, it will melt. I am much the same. After striding forward into the Cultivation world, I could not turn my head back, nor could I ever experience the peace and tranquility I once had.” Of course, Meng Hao was thinking back to that year in the State of Zhao, when he had spent some time in the carriage with scholar Zheng Yong. 1
“I was once a mere scholar…. I remember how when I finally left my hometown. It was raining…. 2
“My life is like snow. I can only exist within winter. I may wish to return to the sunny days of the mortal world, but that is no longer me….
“Life is like a journey, filled with countless different experiences. Perhaps it is best to say that different experience create different scenery on that journey. If you experience bitterly cold wind, you will become snow. If you experience the blazing sun, then you become rain….
“The type of life you experience determines what type of person you will be. That is what makes life wonderful.”
Ke Jiusi looked at Meng Hao, and many thoughts floated up in his mind. He thought of Ke Yunhai, and thought of his own life. What he saw was everything that had happened to him, and this world.
“I’ve already been here for a long time, filled with nostalgia….”
True spirit Night sighed. Meng Hao’s words did not contain some great Dao. However, the words had touched it nonetheless. Before this moment, it would never have believed that some tiny Cultivator who could not stand up to a single blow from it, would be qualified to move it emotionally.
Zhixiang looked at Meng Hao, once again experiencing how extraordinary Meng Hao was. It made her think back to all her own experiences in life.
“To me, the Dao is a direction,” continued Meng Hao. “I think… that such a belief sprouted during that time in the snow. It led me… led me to a place far away.
“Many years later,” he murmured, thinking back to Pill Demon, “I kowtowed to my Master in a world of illusory reincarnation. During that life, I kowtowed three times. The kowtow of Innocence, the kowtow of the Roaming, and the kowtow of Sunset Gazing. At that time, I was enlightened. 3
“In that moment, I understood that life is a journey. Every turn in the path leads to new scenery. My footprints exist on that path, and as to whether they are deep or shallow, it doesn’t matter. All the decisions were mine to make.
“Heaven and Earth are just resting places for the myriads of living creatures. Time represents the passage of hundreds of generations of passing travelers.” 4
Having spoken up to this point, Meng Hao’s eyes suddenly shone with a bright light. It seemed that as of this moment, there was something clearly different about him than before.
“That is the direction I chose. Although the way is a bit unclear, there are traces visible.
“Whether you speak of our time on earth, or reincarnation, life is a journey. The sea of bitterness is only one bit of scenery, that’s all. The most important thing is to leave our mark on the path that we have walked and experienced.
“
กับอีกหนึ่งรอบนี้อำนาจของสวรรค์และโลก ฉันสามารถทำให้จิตวิญญาณปีศาจก่อให้ปรากฏ" ตาของเขาส่องกับแสงแปลกประหลาด และเขามองขึ้นที่ภูเขาเกิดใหม่ มีลักษณะของความคาดหวังเขาอาจรู้สึกแก่นปีศาจภายในของเขา ที่วงกลมใหญ่ก่อตัวหลัก เขาเป็นเพียงหนึ่งขั้นตอนจากจิตวิญญาณก่อขึ้นรูปเสียงดังก้องจากภูเขาเกิดใหม่ค่อย ๆ จางหายไปจาก และเขากลับมาเป็นปกติ ควันดำเพิ่มขึ้นออก และเปลวไฟกุหลาบขึ้นสู่ท้องฟ้า โบราณ เย็นเสียงฟังดูออกอีกครั้ง"ไม่มีคำถามเพิ่มเติมจำเป็นต้องใช้ของคุณ"คุณกล่าวว่า ปัจจุบันดินแดนและฐานการเพาะปลูกของคุณไม่อนุญาตให้คุณรู้ว่าสิ่งดาว. ..."ขอให้คำถามที่สามจะส่งผลอะไรมากแต่ว่างคุย นอกจากนี้คุณไม่จะย้ายหัวใจของฉัน หรือคุณ"ดังนั้น ไม่ถามคำถามเป็นหลักสูตรที่เหมาะสมของการดำเนินการนี้"อย่างไรก็ตาม ฉันอยากรู้มาก ถ้าคุณเดาทิศทาง และยังคงค้น หา จากนั้น...คุณพบร่องรอยใด ๆ ของมัน" คำถามสุดท้ายถาม ด้วยเสียงโบราณสะท้อนเสียงออกในทุกทิศทางเมงเฮาก็เงียบครู่ ตาของเขาสวมความทรงจำ แต่หลังจากเวลานาน เขา clasped มือไปทางภูเขากลับชาติมาเกิด และโค้งคำนับ เมื่อเขายืดให้ตรงขึ้น เสียงของเขาก็อ่อนนุ่มขณะที่เขาเริ่มพูด "เมื่อหลายปีก่อน เขา murmured "คืนเมื่อหิมะเต็มโลก ฉันนั่งร่วมกับผู้อื่นในการขนส่งม้า“It was bitterly cold outside, but there was an oven inside the carriage, making it very warm. It was as if there were two different worlds, separated from each other. At that time, I had just stepped foot into the Cultivation world. I was no longer a mortal, but a Cultivator. When I looked outside at the snow, I felt that I was looking at myself.“The snow can only exist during the dead of winter. It may yearn for summer days, and for warmth, but if it nears them, it will melt. I am much the same. After striding forward into the Cultivation world, I could not turn my head back, nor could I ever experience the peace and tranquility I once had.” Of course, Meng Hao was thinking back to that year in the State of Zhao, when he had spent some time in the carriage with scholar Zheng Yong. 1“I was once a mere scholar…. I remember how when I finally left my hometown. It was raining…. 2“My life is like snow. I can only exist within winter. I may wish to return to the sunny days of the mortal world, but that is no longer me….“Life is like a journey, filled with countless different experiences. Perhaps it is best to say that different experience create different scenery on that journey. If you experience bitterly cold wind, you will become snow. If you experience the blazing sun, then you become rain….“The type of life you experience determines what type of person you will be. That is what makes life wonderful.”Ke Jiusi looked at Meng Hao, and many thoughts floated up in his mind. He thought of Ke Yunhai, and thought of his own life. What he saw was everything that had happened to him, and this world.“I’ve already been here for a long time, filled with nostalgia….”True spirit Night sighed. Meng Hao’s words did not contain some great Dao. However, the words had touched it nonetheless. Before this moment, it would never have believed that some tiny Cultivator who could not stand up to a single blow from it, would be qualified to move it emotionally.Zhixiang looked at Meng Hao, once again experiencing how extraordinary Meng Hao was. It made her think back to all her own experiences in life.“To me, the Dao is a direction,” continued Meng Hao. “I think… that such a belief sprouted during that time in the snow. It led me… led me to a place far away.“Many years later,” he murmured, thinking back to Pill Demon, “I kowtowed to my Master in a world of illusory reincarnation. During that life, I kowtowed three times. The kowtow of Innocence, the kowtow of the Roaming, and the kowtow of Sunset Gazing. At that time, I was enlightened. 3“In that moment, I understood that life is a journey. Every turn in the path leads to new scenery. My footprints exist on that path, and as to whether they are deep or shallow, it doesn’t matter. All the decisions were mine to make.“Heaven and Earth are just resting places for the myriads of living creatures. Time represents the passage of hundreds of generations of passing travelers.” 4Having spoken up to this point, Meng Hao’s eyes suddenly shone with a bright light. It seemed that as of this moment, there was something clearly different about him than before.“That is the direction I chose. Although the way is a bit unclear, there are traces visible.“Whether you speak of our time on earth, or reincarnation, life is a journey. The sea of bitterness is only one bit of scenery, that’s all. The most important thing is to leave our mark on the path that we have walked and experienced.“
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