Taoism has clouds: Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things.

And there is such a saying in Feng Shui.

It is called: Yin gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, and three life personality reincarnation.

It means that three things are born, and the extremes of things must be opposed, and the end of life is death.

And to die to the end is to live.

This is called the reversal of reincarnation, and it is naturally called the law.

People who are strong and act are called against the sky.

This kind of thing is damned.

In my impression, there is only one person who can do this kind of life magic.

That's my grandfather Mu Chunhua!

But my grandfather has been dead for many years, so it is natural that he could not have done such a thing.

Then, after thinking about it, there is only one person who can use such a life technique.

The answer is also imminent.

Plus the time I spent lying in the coffin, and what Daochang Su said later.

If it weren't for him, I really don't know who else would have such a big deal.

And I probably know what the two rattans of the 10,000-year-old tree are.

If I'm not mistaken, this is the Immortal Vine.

It is recorded in the "Great Wilderness Sutra" that this immortal vine, the thing of the Penglai Immortal Family, is a bridge between the world and the heavenly realm, and it is a vine that leads to the sky.

Just take a branch of it, and then pour it into life, and you can transform it into the desired shape.

If it is allowed to grow, as long as there is enough vitality and aura, then it is not impossible to grow into a second path to heaven!

It's just that the vitality and aura required in this is estimated to be impossible for the entire earth to be buried together.

Of course, these are just vernacular texts that I understand on my own.

And the reason why I didn't recognize it before is because, in the "Great Wilderness Sutra", there is only one sentence of description.

And it's still very obscure, and I'm supposed to be a long insight, so I don't think about it that much at all.

After all, this kind of mythical thing doesn't have a lot to do with my feng shui master.

But now that I think about it, I know too little.

With my chin in my hand, I looked at the evergreen on both sides of the mound, thinking about whether I should take the immortal vine now.

But on second thought, anyway, this is my neighborhood, and I don't know what my home is like now.

Wrong!

I haven't seen my parents for so long, so it's better to take it out directly and give the immortal vine to my parents, which can be regarded as a sign of filial piety.

After five or six minutes, I took out the two immortal vines.

This vine has not been emitted blue since I took it out of evergreen.

But as long as the Xuanyang Qi in the body is poured into it.

It can emit a faint cyan light like a coffin ruler and gently envelop the vines.

This point is similar to the town coffin ruler.

What makes me curious is that after so many years, I don't have a scruffy beard on my face, and my appearance hasn't changed much.

Look down at yourself in the water again.

Except for a little puffiness in appearance, there is no change from me before I died.

I scooped up a handful of water and washed my face.

I let out a sigh when the slightly cool water soaked my face.

I smiled as I looked at the last glimmer of the sun in the distance.

When I woke up, three years had passed.

Roughly speaking, I'm twenty-eight by now.

When I left home and went out, who would have thought that I would come back in such a way.

Now I'm finally home.

I meditated by the pool for a long time, and the two vines were on top of my legs crossed.

It wasn't until night fell, and there was no more light in the distance, that I slowly got up from the ground.

Looking at the swarthy mountain stream in the distance, I smiled.

"Hey, it's time to go home!"

The reason why I have been meditating for so long is because I need to let go of all the troubles and doubts in my mind for a while.

I'm going to meet my parents in good spirits.

It doesn't matter whether they know that I'm dead or not, I was born in a family of metaphysics, so I have to face all this possibility.

Besides, I was wearing my mother's shroud, and maybe she gave it to me.

In that case, they must have known that I was buried here.

I also know that someone has used the method of life magic to help me take the creation from God and continue my life.

Smelling the slightly earthy smell of the mountains, I have never felt more relaxed and happy.

Of course, the premise of all this is incompatible with many things.

At this time, I was more like a homebound wanderer, wanting to sneak home and see my elderly parents.

People who are in a foreign country should be the most able to understand this feeling.

After all, no matter how good it is outside, no matter how prosperous the big city is.

The lights of thousands of homes are bright, but none of them are open for me.

Family!

It is the best destination, the ultimate harbor, the best temple, and the most ......!

The moon in the sky was covered with dark clouds, and not a single light ever set.

Although I can't do it, like Cold Moon, my eyes have the ability to see at night.

But after coming out of the coffin, the visibility to the evening is far from comparable to that of three years ago.

Because, I don't know how long I stayed in that dark time.

I thought that if I stayed a few more years, I might be able to reach the point of Cold Moon, and I wouldn't need to be red-eyed yet.

As I got closer to the entrance of the village, my heart began to pound for no apparent reason.

I wonder what it would be like for my mother to see me suddenly appear in front of him.

I don't know what the people in the village are like now.

I don't know, the uncle's physiognomy stall is still in the only square in the village.

Soon, I could see the outline of our village.

Although it was a bit far away, and it was still in the middle of the night, I could only see some rough outlines.

But I wonder why there is no light in the village.

Thinking of this, I walked a few steps briskly, but the more I looked, the cooler my heart became.

In the end, I even ran on my legs and ran to the stone bridge at the entrance of the village.

Walking across the stone bridge, I saw the big locust tree with a crooked neck at the entrance of the village.

I stood at the end of the stone bridge, looking at everything in front of me, not believing that everything in front of me was real.

Gone!

Nothing!

Nothing!

There is a lot of rotten smell in the air, and I think many ordinary people can smell that rotten smell.

It's like the smell of dead leaves after being soaked in rain, and then being covered by a lot of things for a long time, and then lifted again.

Looking at the village in ruins, I was completely stunned.

It is said that the ruins are lifting it, because it excepts, and the occasional small dirt slope.

and scattered pieces of wood prove that there should have been people living here.

It's basically the same as the other open spaces deep in the barren mountains.

I had the impression that the village should be very large, but now, only one-third of the size of the village appeared in front of me.

In other places, a lot of lara seedlings, thorns, and all kinds of mountain grasses and wildflowers have been buried.

"No!"

"It's not true!"

I muttered under my breath, and without hesitation, I opened my eyes to see what was going on here.

Naturally, I can't be like a fantasy novel, which can turn things in the past upside down and play it all over again.

I just need to find some clues......!