"This kind of mediocre person, how much he lives or dies does not matter anything. If you can't see through 'death', you are the same kind of people as them, and no matter how powerful you are in the future, you are only like grass, trees, mountains and rocks, and you are not qualified to be my disciples. The old man said, his sleeves were spread, and not far away, a towering tree hugged by three people shattered, and among the sawdust in the sky, a natural wooden knife broke out of the tree and fell into the hands of the 'master'.

"Do you see this wooden knife clearly?" 'Master' gaze swept around: "Now you are like this wooden knife. If you can't break through 'life' and 'death' and understand the true meaning of your existence, you are no different from this wooden knife. Even if there is something to achieve in the future, it will be like this knife......"

With the voice of the old man, this quaint wooden knife suddenly turned golden in the eyes of all the children, and a cold glow like autumn water appeared on the blade, and the blade sprayed out the knife and was actually three inches long. The other children still didn't understand the mystery of this, but Lin Junxuan, Xiao Yi, Long Xiaotian, Bai Qibing and others were shocked when they saw it.

"The qi penetrates the blade, making a wooden knife become cold, blowing hair and breaking hair, which is not a great ability for a master in the cultivation world. But to completely turn a wooden knife into a divine weapon that blows hair and breaks hair in the blink of an eye, even a legendary-level master of both good and evil does not have this ability! Master, he ......" Xiao Yi was shocked in his heart, although his Xuanyi faction was a small faction, but his father knew some secrets of the cultivation world because he liked to make friends with masters everywhere. Xiao Yi had heard many legends of strong men, but he had never heard of someone who could turn an ordinary wooden knife into a real divine blade.

Wood is wood, gold is gold, this is an essence that will never change because of a certain Dao technique, this is a deep-rooted concept in everyone's mind, even the strong people in the cultivation world cannot change this. 'Master's hand' may seem inconspicuous, but its essence is far more terrifying than any Taoism!

I only heard the 'Master' continue: "This knife is very sharp, it is easy to cut gold and jade, my body is not stronger than this knife, nor is it sharper than it, to this extent, this 'knife' is stronger than me, and it is more successful, and I control this knife, and it can only do whatever I want it to do." I point to the east, and it cuts the east, and I point to the west, and it cuts to the west, and it strikes wherever it goes. To me, you're my tool, always just something to be used for. ”

"I can't break through life and death, understand the meaning of my own existence, and live a muddy life, no matter how high my achievements are in the future, it is just like the knife in my hand. You don't need to be stronger than him to control him. He is your slave, your vassal, though he may not admit it. Xiaotian—" The old man suddenly looked at Long Xiaotian.

"Master. Long Xiaotian stood up, bowed, and stepped forward.

"This knife is for you, when can you understand the mystery of this knife, you are the real number one in the world. When I get there, I'll look for you again, and you want to tell me, what's the difference between you and this knife?"

"Thank you, Master. Long Xiaotian respectfully accepted this divine sword, and couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart.

"Let's go down. The old man waved his hand, and Long Xiaotian retreated.

"Now, it's your last test, come on!" said a man in black who came out of the shadows in the darkness, walked behind the child, and stopped.

"Take them down. The old man said.

"Yes, master!" each man in black pulled a child and scattered to stand.

"Open the coffin!" a thin, black-clad man raised one arm and said in a loud voice. It was already dark, and thirty more strong men in black came out with torches in one hand and iron in the other. Sticking torches in their hands to the ground, the men dug in both hands and dug into the ground.

"Jun Xuan, do you know what Master's so-called final test is?" Xiao Yi asked, and the man who grabbed the two of them happened to be not far away.

"Don't speak. The man behind Xiao Yi frowned and shouted coldly.

Lin Junxuan shook his head at Xiao Yi. Although he had some speculation in his heart, he was not sure yet, and he would not know until a while. Seeing Lin Junxuan shaking his head, Xiao Yi smiled and retracted his head.

Seeing the coffin buried in the ground, some of the children around him had begun to understand what the so-called final 'death' test was, their faces turned pale, and their bodies trembled slightly.

"Bang bang bang!!" The lid of the coffin opened, revealing a pair of skeletons in front of the children. The body in the coffin had long since decomposed, and all that remained was the corpse. The skeleton had hollow eyes and a grinning mouth, as if mocking the world.

"Throw them down!" the old man suddenly gave the order. Without the slightest hesitation, several strong men looked cold, and took advantage of the opportunity that the children around them had not come to their senses, and threw these children into the coffin with a force of both hands.

"Wow!--No, Master, I don't want it!--" Several panicked children crashed into the skeleton at the bottom of the coffin, and immediately burst into tears of fright, and while calling for help from the 'Master' on the ground, they were about to crawl out of the coffin with their hands and feet.

"Push it down!" 'Master' put his hands behind his back, and his expression suddenly became unusually indifferent.

All the children understood what this so-called 'test of death' was, even though they were orphans and had seen the dead, but it was different. Moreover, seeing it does not mean that you have to sleep in a coffin with a dead person. The children's faces were pale, although some children were strong, but they were actually just children in their hearts, and when they saw such a terrible scene, the fear in their hearts burst out together, and they cried one by one, struggling with all their might. But no matter how hard they struggle, how can their strength be compared to that of adults.

"Let go of me, and I'll go down on my own. Lin Junxuan shook off the man in black behind him, where would the man in black listen to him, one hand was about to push him into the coffin, only to see Lin Junxuan turn around and push, the man in black didn't care at first, but when his hands touched, he only felt a terrifying power from the small hand opposite, and immediately his body couldn't help but 'oh oh' and took a few steps back before standing firm, and then looked at Lin Junxuan, he was already stunned, as if he couldn't believe that he was actually pushed away by a child.

Lin Junxuan also ignored the stunned man, and glanced up, only there was chaos in the field, and only a few people remained calm. Not far away, Lin Junxuan found Bai Chubing standing in the crowd, staring at him. Lin Junxuan just glanced at it and looked away.

"Nail the coffin!" As soon as the voice of the 'master' fell, several wrinkled old men came over, closed the coffin, and nailed the four corners of the coffin firmly with a strong nail. There was a 'bang' in the coffin, apparently the child in the coffin was kicking and banging on the lid in an attempt to escape. But with such a long nail, where can you escape.

One child after another was pushed down, then the coffin was covered with a spike. On one side, someone immediately re-covered it with dirt. As soon as the thick earth was covered, the sound immediately became quieter. As soon as the children were settled, several men in black immediately walked over and helped throw the other struggling children into the coffin.

"Touch your heads, your backs, and tell me, are you afraid? When you grow up, what is the difference between your bones and the skeletons of these coffins? These bones, which belong to someone else, but also yours. Under the cover of your flesh and skin, those bones are your 'essence'. Tell me, is this really that terrible? A person who does not dare to face his own 'essence', who is afraid even to the bones, is not as good as an ant......" The cold voice of the 'Master' echoed through the heavens and the earth......

"Xiao Yat, let's go down. Lin Junxuan glanced at Xiao Yi not far away, and before those black-clothed people pounced on him, Shi Shiran stepped into the coffin in front of him.

"Hmm. Seeing Lin Junxuan walking down, Xiao Yi suddenly calmed down a lot, nodded, and walked into the coffin. A man in black who rushed behind him was surprised when he saw the two children walking into the coffin automatically.

"Bang bang bang !!bang" The coffin lid fell, followed by the sound of spikes driven into the edge of the coffin, and the endless darkness enveloped the starry sky, and everything in it. Further back, there is the sound of 'rustling' soil covering......

In the coffin, Lin Junxuan lay quietly beside a skeleton, without a trace of panic in his heart, unusually calm. In the dark, Lin Junxuan felt as if there were small worms wriggling at his feet, which were maggots. Lin Junxuan didn't have the slightest expression on his face, the soles of his feet were straight, and he trampled the maggot flat in the dark.

The skeletons of the dead were scattered throughout the coffin, and as long as they moved, there would be a 'click' sound, and Lin Junxuan grabbed the two bones at hand, held them in his hands, and felt the cold feeling.

"Master is right, these bones come from our bodies, and when we grow up, there will not be much difference between them and the bones of these people. However, there is still fear in my heart, why is this? It is definitely not because of these bones......" Lin Junxuan's heart was unusually normal: "but only because of the meaning behind these bones - 'death'!"

Thinking like this, Lin Junxuan's heart became more and more calm, and he no longer felt that this coffin was very dark.

After following the master for half a year, from the initial incomprehension and rejection to the current partial understanding, Lin Junxuan's sense of 'master' has changed greatly. 'Master' may be a little extreme, but his thinking is not entirely wrong. At least partially, Lin Junxuan thinks it is very thoughtful.

"'Life' and 'death'...... 'life' and 'death'......" Lin Junxuan's mind kept coming up with these two words, what is the mystery of 'life' and 'death'? 'Master' said, if we want to understand the meaning and goal of our own existence, then what is my goal for me?

Lin Junxuan's mind was up and down, and his thoughts couldn't sleep......

(To be continued)