Shenqi left half of the stone tablet behind, without telling Wutian where he found it and who entrusted him, which seemed particularly mysterious.

However, none of this is important to Wutian for the time being.

The top priority for him is to understand the mystery of life and death.

To be alive is to be alive and to be hopeful.

Death represents death, it represents despair.

What does it mean, and what does it mean?

He didn't study half of the Soul Suppression Monument, he directly put it into the Battle Soul Ring, walked out of the courtyard alone, and wandered aimlessly in the nearby mountains and forests.

But after an afternoon, there was no gain.

In the evening, he returned to the yard, where the two little ones were cooking on a fire in the backyard.

Seeing that the two of them were in a hurry, sweating profusely, and their little faces were dirty, Wutian couldn't help but shake his head and smile, walked up, and said, "I'll teach you." ”

Under his teaching, half an hour later, three dishes and one soup were freshly baked.

After eating, Wutian sat at the stone table in the front yard, took out the roselle, and played it leisurely.

Late at night, the tranquility is incomparable.

The full moon is in the sky, dotted with stars, painting a brilliant starry sky.

The melodious sound of the piano and the lingering sound add a bit of unearthly artistic conception to this quiet night sky.

The two little ones sat next to him, lying on the stone table, with their hands on their cheeks, quietly listening to this beautiful melody and feeling the peace brought by this tranquility.

At the end of the song, Wutian looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "Uncle asks you a question." ”

Shao Chen sat up straight and wondered, "What's the problem?"

Wutian Dao: "In your understanding, what do life and death represent?"

"Life and death?"

Two little little pens for a little contemplation.

Shao Ling grinned and said, "Life represents coming to this world, and death means leaving this world." ”

Shao Chen followed: "Life is the beginning of a life, and death is the end of a life. ”

Wutian was extremely surprised, he just asked on a whim, but he didn't expect the two little ones to answer.

To be born into this world is the beginning of life, and to leave this world after death is the end of life.

The two small answers are also an interpretation of life and death.

Wutian also has a deeper understanding of the mystery of life and death.

"Everyone has a different understanding of life, life and death, it seems that I should not be stuck to this, I should go out more, ask more, maybe there will be unexpected gains. ”

Wutian secretly slandered.

The next morning, he got up early in the morning, and after washing up, he called the two little ones to him, and said, "During the time I am away, you should take good care of this courtyard, and when I come back, I hope that this place will only be better." ”

Shao Ling asked, "Uncle Ugly, where are you going?"

Shao Chen said, "Do you want us to accompany you?"

Wutian smiled: "No, I'm just going out for a walk, and I'll be back soon." ”

Then he departed, and he did not know where he was going, wandering through the vast land, like a lonely ghost.

Zhongyaozhou.

Wanbao Court.

As soon as Wutian left, the two little ones informed their parents of the matter through the Vientiane Order.

In the hall, Cang Zheng frowned and said, "How could Wutian suddenly remember to run away alone?

Madman Shao pursed his lips and said, "Mysterious guy, who knows what he wants to do." ”

Cang Zheng said: "No, we will send someone to find him, in case he encounters any difficulties, we can also help him secretly." ”

Shao Maniac said: "There's no need for this!"

Cang Zheng said in a deep voice: "Others don't know, but you know very well that if he hadn't led everyone to eradicate several super forces such as Firefall Valley, kill ape gods and alien creatures, and pacify the Ancient Continent, the Reincarnation Continent would have been ruined." Besides, it was he who rescued my mother and me from the people of the Wushan tribe, and this kindness cannot be repaid. ”

Madman Shao smiled bitterly: "I know that he is the savior, I know that without him, there would be no life we have now, but it is because he is the savior that we don't need to go to him, because I believe that no matter what difficulties he encounters, he can deal with them calmly." ”

Cangshen came out of thin air, nodded and said: "Shao Mad is right, we have no power to take care of the heavenless things, and we are not qualified to take care of them." ”

"But ......"

Cang Zhengdai frowned.

"It's nothing good, I'll go to Longcun to see Chen'er and Ling'er, what should you do. ”

The god left a word, and disappeared without a trace.

"Alas!"

Cang Zheng sighed deeply, sat on the chair weakly, and his face was full of helplessness.

Dragon Village, small courtyard.

Two little ones are holding daggers, loosening the soil and weeding in the flower beds and vegetable gardens.

After the god appeared, when he saw this scene, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Huh!"

He landed in the courtyard and frowned, "Why didn't you go to cultivate?"

"It's Grandpa. ”

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

The two little ones were pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly ran to Cangshen's side.

Cangshen rubbed their heads, his eyes were full of doting, and asked, "Why didn't you go to cultivate?

Shao Chen said: "Uncle Ugly ordered us to do it." ”

"He just asked you to do this?" the god frowned.

Shao Ling said: "Uncle Ugly not only let us loosen the soil and weed, but also let us chop firewood for cooking, in short, all the housework, hard work, he let us do it, before leaving, he also asked us to take care of this place." ”

"How can this be?

Cangshen lowered his head, his brows twisted into a rope.

Seeing this, Shao Ling grinned and said: "Grandpa, we are all voluntary, because Uncle Ugly said that as long as we listen to him, when we are sixteen years old, we promise to let my brother and I open up ninety-nine meridians. ”

"Divine Breath also knows that Wutian has returned?" Cangshen was surprised.

At this time, the two little ones handed the dagger to Cangshen, and Shao Chen said, "Grandpa, you can help us see what level of soldier this dagger belongs to." ”

"What kind of belligerent soldier can a dagger for weeding and loosening the soil?"

Cangshen shook his head and smiled, grabbing the two daggers, but the moment his hand made contact with the dagger, his body trembled violently!

"It's ......"

At that moment, his eyes burst out with brilliant light, and he looked down at the two daggers carefully, and after a long time, he raised his head, looked into the distance, and sighed: "You are really well-intentioned!"

He is now a great emperor, and he belongs to a hegemon in the reincarnation continent, but he found that he couldn't see through these two daggers, which is enough to show that these are two divine weapons, and they are not ordinary divine weapons!

Knowing this, he also understood the painstaking efforts of lawlessness.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

"Isn't this dagger a good thing?"

The two little ones looked at him suspiciously.

Cangshen retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "These two daggers, you must not lose them, and you must listen to your Uncle Wutian, you will do whatever he tells you to do, you know?"

"Yes. ”

The two little ones nodded.

Cangshen smiled: "Then you go to work!"

Dividing the two small points, the god did not leave immediately, but wandered around the courtyard.

Let's talk about lawlessness.

On this day, the sky was thunderous and raining, but he did not take shelter from the rain, and walked in the mountains and forests as if nothing had happened, letting the rain beat his body.

Before he knew it, he came to a small river, and on the bank of the river there was an old man, dressed in a coat and hat, sitting alone by the river fishing.

Wutian walked up lightly and stood behind the old man.

The old man in the cloak turned his head to look at him, a hint of surprise appeared in his cloudy eyes, and asked, "Young man, why don't you go to shelter from the rain?"

Wutian asked rhetorically: "Why do the old people come to fish on a rainy day?"

If it's just a light rain, fishing is fine, but in the case of a heavy rainstorm, can you catch fish?

Suspicion of the sky.

The old man in the cloak smiled, didn't spit out a word, turned his head, and stared at the float in the water.

Wutian stopped talking, stood beside the old man, and watched quietly.

In a rainstorm, the water surface is very uncalm, the float swings non-stop, it is difficult to find out if there are fish devouring the bait, which is impossible to find, and how to catch the fish in the river?

He was puzzled.

Time flickered, half an hour passed, and the old man in the cloth was not seen, Wutian shook his head, and prepared to leave.

But just as he turned around, the old man grabbed the fishing rod and pulled it hard, and with a bang, a black fish with chopsticks was pulled out of the water.

Wutian was amazed and asked, "Old man, how did you do it?"

The old man in the cloak smiled and said: "Don't be fooled by your eyes, the appearance is fake, listen with your heart, feel with your heart." ”

"Don't be fooled by your eyes. ”

Wutian frowned, savoring this sentence.

I see, the outside is just flashy, it will confuse people's eyes, and to see through the essence of a thing, you need to experience it with your heart.

"Thank you for the old man's advice, farewell. ”

Wutian arched his hand and turned to melt into the wind and rain.

"Fingering?"

The old man in the cloth was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the back of the lawless, and there was a trace of incomprehension in the old man's eyes.

"Why is this young man so strange?"

Shaking his head, the old man turned around and put the blackfish into the net, put on the bait, and continued fishing.

Since then.

During the day, wandering in the skyless and boundless, the body and mind are fully relaxed, blending into nature, blending into the mortal dust, understanding the various states of the world, and peeking into the essence of all things.

At night, he stayed in the wilderness, he accompanied his lover, played the piano and drank alone, and admired the moonlight.

Half a month later, he was standing in a dense forest, looking ahead.

Not far ahead, dozens of people gathered, but they were all mortals without cultivation, some beating gongs and drums, some lighting firecrackers, and they were burying an old man who had just died.

However, it was strange to make Wutian very strange, their eyes did not show too much sadness, and even the big man dressed in linen and filial piety had a smile on his rough face.

After the old man was buried, everyone dispersed, only the big man still knelt in front of the grave to burn incense and paper.