Chapter 3507 (Three Thousand Five Hundred and Seven) Precious Life
When Cheng Yuhuan reached the location he felt was suitable for burying the man in blue armor, he began to bury him.
He looked at this motionless life and thought about life and death: People who come to the world will always end their lives one day, and this journey has an end. This life is so short, but there are all kinds of things in the world. Prejudice, injustice, oppression and even killing.
After he sighed, he almost took off the thing covering the blue-armored man's hand, but he still felt it was too early because he was worried that people passing by would see it.
He thought again: I don’t know how many people are involved in the painful whirlpool before they have seen much of the beautiful side of the world. After being involved, some people were swallowed up immediately, some struggled for a short time before being swallowed up, and some were in great pain because they kept struggling in it, and were eventually swallowed up. How many people can use thaumaturgy to escape from the whirlpool? Will you be involved again after you break away? People who have been walking towards the end of their lives step by step since they were born, obviously all have the same ending, obviously they have to leave, but some people have to struggle in such a whirlpool until the day they leave...
Just when Cheng Yuhuan felt it was appropriate, he took off the thing covering the blue-armored man's hand and took the next step.
When he took the next step, he felt sad again: Until just now, I dared to take away the thing covering his hand. I am so cowardly.
After burying the man in blue armor, he seemed to feel much more relaxed, because finally no one could tell whether the man in blue armor he had buried before was actually the man in blue armor. He found a piece of wood nearby, whittled it, and planned to place it on the blue-armored man's grave.
He didn't know the name of the person he buried or what he did when he was alive. He just knew that he was a human being when he was alive.
He carved a big word "人" on the wood.
He really wanted to carve some more small words, with the intention of telling people passing by that the person buried here was the same person as them when he was alive, and he was the same kind as the people passing by. However, the sadness surging in his heart made it difficult for him to carve other words.
He didn't carve any more, and left slowly. After walking a few steps, he looked back again and saw that the word "人", which was not prominent at first, looked so dazzling. Cheng Yuhuan turned around and walked quickly away.
In his desolation, he was secretly glad that no one else came close to him when he was burying the man in blue armor. He felt sad for his luck again.
The heavy snow didn't last long, but the ice cold lasted for several days.
Not long after, the local people found out that Cheng Yuhuan was expelled from the school.
It is indeed difficult for him to continue to survive in the local area using the skills he learned from his master.
He decided to do as his master told him, stay away from this place and establish his own sect in a place where no one knew him, so he did that.
Although this process was extremely difficult, he relied on his own will to get through the stage that was full of thorns.
The sect he founded is called "Zhenming Sect". All apprentices who join this sect to learn magic will learn about cherishing life. These things he taught his disciples openly. Of course, there were also some things he taught his disciples secretly, that is, every disciple would be exposed to the concept of equality in the process of learning magic from him, even though he let The apprentices protect themselves outside, but deep down they all agree that the people in blue armor should be equal to the people in Tiecang, and all people should be equal.
(End of chapter)