Chapter 173 Life and Death
Rong Qing could not answer.
Zhong Xiu's dilemma lies in the fact that her love cannot be reciprocated equally. But there are too many regrets in the world, isn’t it because there is no reward, and coupled with a combination of circumstances, fate will...
This fact is difficult to explain clearly.
Rong Qing originally had a similar story that she liked, but once she told it, Zhong Xiu might feel even sadder now, so she silently kept it in her heart and suppressed it.
"Then I will love you." Rong Qing said, "I don't want you to be sad. If you are sad, I won't feel good either. Is this what you mean by connecting the two hearts?"
Zhong Xiu turned around and looked at her blankly.
"Even if it's words, you and I are connected. In that case..." Rong Qing looked at Zhong Xiu with a very soft look, "What do you have to worry about?"
Before Zhong Xiu could say anything, a whistle blew from the stern of the boat, echoing in the open space.
The speed of the boat became slower and slower until it stopped completely, only swaying slightly with the water waves.
The young man's upper body had already put on a coat. At this time, he jumped out of the boat lightly and tied a hemp rope to the stake.
"Girl, come on up." The boat girl held Rong Qing's arm and pulled her up from the slightly swaying hull. Then he went to hold Zhongxiu.
Sitting in the boat for a long time will inevitably lead to fatigue, but stepping on the ground now relaxes the muscles and bones.
"This island looks round when viewed from the top of the mountain in the distance, so it's called Shuiyue Island." The boatman walked in front and explained to Rong Qing and Zhong Xiu. "It doesn't look big, but it's actually not small either."
"Have you seen the small building up there?" He raised his finger and pointed to a corner of the cornice that could be seen diagonally above his head in the distance. "There is a nobleman living here. The attic here has been abandoned for nearly a hundred years. When she came, she not only renovated it, but also put gold foil on the roof, which is very beautiful.”
"Oh? Can the boatman tell you where this noble man came from?" Rong Qing asked casually, not too curious.
"I...I heard that I came here to stay and practice. I don't know what's going on." The boatman shook his head, "Those servants who serve the nobles are also tight-lipped and cannot easily pry."
"I'll take the girl around for a while first." He said with a smile, "Let my mother-in-law go and ask. For the sake of the female guests, the noble man will let you two enter the building to have a look."
"Okay." Rong Qing was obedient, "I'll just listen to the boatman's arrangements."
The boatman said politely, "Come on, girl, go this way."
So, the boatman and the boy took Rong Qing and the two of them to the outer trail first, while the boat girl quickly walked up the trail to ask the nobleman what he meant.
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Rong Qing asked Zhong Xiu to walk in front, while she followed closely behind her.
The built trail looks old, but it is very solid when walking, which shows that daily maintenance is also done. From time to time there are branches and leaves growing in front of you, or lush trees covering your head.
Many rays of light are projected between the leaves, bright and dim. Now that Rong Qing has realized a grain of light's original Tao seed, her feelings about this aspect are naturally different.
Zhong Xiu still had the curiosity of a child, reaching out to fish it out. It seemed that the light was caught in her hand, but in fact, it was not there.
The light that falls down disappears and appears now and then.
Rong Qing looked at her playfulness, but she had a vague understanding. "This is somewhat similar to the concept of the Mustard Seed Realm." She thought, "The Mustard Seed Realm can spread one foot in front of you, and it can also cover the vastness of thousands of miles. However, the power here is no different, because it is The inner nature remains unchanged, and no matter how blocked it is by external objects, its own existence remains unchanged.”
How Ren Zhongxiu blocked the grab did not damage the essence of the light.
Rong Qing thought of Shen Zhanyan, or more accurately, of the flower made of pure light. Rong Qing once used the power of Chu Yuan to observe the flower for several days, even longer than the time he spent observing the Taoist Monument of the Origin of Light. Although I didn't realize the Tao seed because of it, I didn't forget the feeling I experienced at that time so quickly.
What's more, she also thought of the opportunity in the nameless monument, and Taoist Li Tao's words made her unforgettable.
"I have no clue about cause and effect, let alone reversing cause and effect. However, I am also very interested in what they say about 'life and death'." Rong Qing lowered her eyes, "It is difficult to understand Shen Zhanyan's Tao seed again. But it’s okay to create my own Tao rhyme based on my own Tao seeds and understanding.”
In Rong Qing's mind, she imagined a flower made of light, which bloomed in an instant and faded in an instant. Not only are the flowers unreal, they are also extremely stagnant in blooming and falling.
Of course, creating Taoist rhyme is not an easy task, and this is just the beginning.
Rong Qing was thinking intensely in her mind, but she didn't stop walking. She followed Zhong Xiu and listened to the boatman's impromptu explanation.
After walking for more than a quarter of an hour, the sky became darker even faster.
Even if we travel to a place with lush foliage again, we can no longer see any obvious light. But Zhong Xiu obviously lost the interest and picked up a bunch of leaves that fell on the ground and played with them in his hands. The fine flower grains hanging on the petioles are white and shiny even in the gloomy sky.
Rong Qing sighed secretly, no wonder. This time Zhong Xiu didn't have to do anything himself, the light would disappear on its own.
"After all, the sun sets, and the original source has disappeared. It is the only reason not to change." Rong Qing sighed softly in her heart.
The origin...has been eliminated?
Rong Qing suddenly paused.
Is this light really immortal? Obviously not.
Zhong Xiu could only block it but couldn't hurt it, precisely because Zhong Xiu couldn't touch the source of the light. When the source leaves, this light will naturally leave.
And the origin of this light, Rong Qing knew, was not immortal, but had its longevity. Even though his lifespan is extremely long, it seems to last forever.
She suddenly had some empathy for those powerful beings whose voices could only be heard in the monument. They have reached the ultimate point of Tao, and it seems that they still have a lot of longevity, but it will always be a problem that exists in their hearts and a shackle that binds them. Mighty monks are not afraid of the difficulty of the road, but they are afraid of having no way to go.
At that time, Rong Qing had not even realized the Taoism. How could he have the heart to empathize with the ultimate pursuit of breaking the monk's life span?
What Rong Qing is thinking about now is not longevity. "Think about it from another angle. Don't think about the future's immortality, but think about how to achieve the present's immortality..."
"Separate the origin from the outside... so that others can stop me, but cannot hurt me..."
"Then what should be the origin, and what should be beyond the origin, and how to divide it?"
Rong Qing frowned. She believed that this direction was correct. But it is also difficult to start from this direction to create Taoist rhyme.
"It would be great if there were seniors who gave me some advice or some secret techniques for reference." Thinking this way, Rong Qing was not discouraged.
If she could create such a Taoist rhyme, it would be obvious that her combat power and even her life-saving ability would soar. This was enough to make her excited.
(End of chapter)