Looking at the bird flying further and further away, Wang Lin withdrew his gaze and looked at the dead volcano. After a long time, he turned around and slowly walked away with old steps.
This was the sixth month of the nineteenth year after he left the State of Zhao.
This was also the 57th year after he drank two cups of wine at the inn on the main road.
This year, Wang Lin wasn't even 80 years old.
Aside from the country of Hou Fen, there were other countries on the continent, but Wang Lin didn't go. The country of Hou Fen was the last place he visited.
Here, in a mountain outside of Li Muwan's sect, there was a broken house. It was built by the guardian of the mountain at an unknown time, but there was no one there.
This was where Wang Lin lived.
From this location, he could see Li Muwan's sect in the distance. He could feel Li Muwan's existence.
What is karma? Don't think about it, don't think about it. Just watch the sun rise and set, watch the rain and snow fall, watch the seasons change. Don't care if it's all real or fake. Don't care about the confusion between life and death. Just silently spend the rest of your life …
The sun would rise once, and the sun would set once. Whether it was the rising sun or the setting sun, there would always be an old figure sitting on a green boulder on the mountain on the horizon, silently looking at the mountain in the distance.
"All karma in the world, if you say it is karma, then it is karma. If you say it is karma, then it is karma … Why is there a need to be obsessed, why is there a need to find out …" Wang Lin's expression was calm. During the years, his figure seemed to be eternal as he sat there and looked at the mountain before him.
He didn't eat, and there was no food. He forgot about hunger, forgot about everything.
Wang Lin looked at the sky and his smile contained a meaning that people couldn't understand. During the years, he saw many cultivators fly out from the sect in the distance. Among them was Li Muwan.
"This world, this starry sky, everything is formed by the convergence of karmic fate. This is karmic fate …" Wang Lin smiled. Every day felt like a year, and every year felt like a dream.
Time passed. In the blink of an eye, seven years had passed. During those seven years, Wang Lin had gained much enlightenment, and gained enlightenment of Heaven and Earth on the limestone.
During those seven years, it was only natural that Li Muwan's sect had noticed Wang Lin. Gradually, the Elders of the sect began to arrive. When they saw Wang Lin's current state, and how he was muttering to himself, they were all moved.
Gradually, Wang Lin was no longer alone on the green boulder. He was surrounded by numerous old men and Cultivators.
However, none of the cultivators that came to this place left.
They calmly surrounded Wang Lin, as if they were listening to the Dao.
Year after year, more and more cultivators came from Hou Fen, from all over the country, from all the cultivation countries, and from all the cultivation sects, as if they were being summoned.
Among these cultivators, there were those who hadn't reached the Foundation Building stage, those who had reached the Soul Transformation stage, and one of them walked through the air. His cultivation level was at the Ascendant stage.
However, no matter what cultivation level they were at, none of them existed in the eyes of Wang Lin, who was sitting on the limestone.
No matter what cultivation level they were at, there was only one spot on the mountain, no more, no less. They didn't fight over it, they just silently sat there and listened to Wang Lin's words, which he would only speak once a year.
When Wang Lin didn't speak, they seemed to be in a meditative state. It was as if there was an invisible force here that was guiding their thoughts in search of enlightenment.
"When Karma gathers together, it will become Karma in the end. This is Karma. During these few decades of searching and comprehending, I've understood that there's actually another thing between Karma and Karma. This thing is Karma.
If there is no karma, then there is no karma. "Wang Lin had that indescribable smile on his face as he spoke again this year.
More and more cultivators sat on the mountain. In the end, there wasn't even room for the lower half of the mountain. Everything within dozens of kilometers of Wang Lin was filled with cultivators sitting there.
Almost all of the cultivators on this continent came here because of that mysterious feeling. Gradually, the surrounding area was filled with countless cultivators. They all sat there facing Wang Lin as if they were worshipping him.
Gradually, more and more cultivators came from other continents. Some came through transfer arrays. Among them were the Soul Refining Sect's Nian Tian, Du Tian, and a large amount of Soul Refining Sect disciples.
There were also the cultivators of Xue Yu. Under the lead of the cold woman, they all came here because of that mysterious feeling. They silently sat down and listened to the dao.
In the arms of that indifferent woman, there was already a baby girl who seemed to never grow up.
The four-nation alliance, Zhou Wutai, and all the familiar faces from Wang Lin's dream arrived one by one.
Yun Quezi was still sloppy as he sat on the ground in the distance.
Even Teng Huayuan, Huang Long, Xu Fei, Zhou Rui, and even Wang Zhuo appeared in the distance. They all looked at Wang Lin, who was sitting on the rock at the top of the mountain.
In the end, even Rosefinch's son arrived. He silently pondered for a long time above Wang Lin before sitting down.
"The reason why Liu Mei and I were able to meet and form karma with each other was because of fate …" The reason why the Soul Refining Sect and I were able to unite is also because of fate. "
"Whether it is Red Butterfly or everything in the world, karma is like this.
Even in this dream, it is the same. Fate, fate, fate …
"This fate is a kind of external force. Because of its change, there is a cause, and when the two combine, there is an effect.
For example, when a man and a woman get together, they will have a child.
The man and woman are the cause, and when they get together, they will give birth to a child. "Wang Lin smiled and let out a sigh.
At this moment, he saw a person walk out from the sect. This person looked the same as before. She was wearing white, her hair was draped over her shoulders, and she had a gentle expression on her face. It was Li Muwan.
"Come."
Wang Lin looked even older, but there was a heaven-like aura coming from his body. It was as if he had become the heavens and the earth during these years of comprehension.
Wang Lin stretched out his right hand and called out to Li Muwan. His eyes were gentle, and even his voice was filled with longing.
Li Muwan looked confused, but there was an indescribable feeling in her heart. She felt that Wang Lin was very familiar, very familiar. It was as if this familiarity was carved into her soul, into her bones, and into her reincarnation.
Even if she reincarnated thousands of times, even if she drank thousands of mouthfuls of Meng Po's soup, she would never forget!
It was just that there was a mark like a seal in her thoughts, preventing her from remembering all of this. It was as if it wanted to cut them off.
Unknowingly, she walked to Wang Lin's side. Wang Lin pulled her hand and sat beside him. Under the gazes of countless cultivators, they sat together on the bluestone.
"However, karma comes from fate, and in the end, it will disappear from the world.
"The reason it is called vanishing is because it first exists. If it doesn't exist, it won't disappear. If it doesn't disappear, then it is surnamed Emptiness …. That is how I understand it.
"But whether it is finished or not, whether it exists or doesn't exist, it is not the end, but Emptiness …."
With a smile, Wang Lin placed his finger between Li Muwan's eyebrows.
There seemed to be no power behind the finger, but as soon as it touched down, the seal in Li Muwan's thoughts collapsed. Li Muwan's body trembled, and she became the first person in the world to regain her memories.
"Wang Lin …." Li Muwan's eyes were filled with moisture, and two streams of tears flowed down her cheeks. She stared at Wang Lin's old face, then gently stroked it. More tears flowed down her cheeks.
However, those tears contained happiness and warmth. She didn't care about Wang Lin's age at all, and hugged him tightly.
"I don't exist, and all of this doesn't exist. That is why there is the word 'vanish' … It contains truth and falsehood, life and death … Karma, truth and falsehood, life and death. In truth, it is all about fate, surnamed Emptiness … and the next sentence, if I say it, then this dream will end …" Wang Lin looked at Li Muwan and spoke softly.
It had been more than sixty years since the young man from the State of Zhao passed out drunk in an inn.
Outside the bluestone, at the foot of the mountain, in a circumference of hundreds of li, even thousands of li, more and more cultivators appeared. In the end, all the people who had met Wang Lin in the dream, even if they had only met once, all appeared. They sat there quietly, looking at the bluestone at the top of the mountain, and at the two people sitting on it.
Time seemed to last for an eternity. It was unknown how much time had passed. Wang Lin held Li Muwan, and they sat there together, watching the sun rise and set, and counting the years together.
"Karma cannot be severed. It is originally empty … Karma is karma.
Fate gathers, scattered surnamed Emptiness. "
Wang Lin's voice echoed in the world and turned into countless willow catkins. It was unknown where these willow catkins came from, but they knew where they were going.
They floated in the sky and slowly danced in the air. They floated down densely and landed on the bodies of all the cultivators within a circumference of a thousand li. It was as if they had found the records of their lives.
Two willow catkins that were stuck together slowly floated down in front of Wang Lin and Li Muwan. The way they stuck together made it seem as if the two of them were holding hands and would never be separated.
"That day, you watched me close my eyes. The moment I closed my eyes, your sorrowful expression was imprinted in my heart … In this dream, I want to stay with you. I want to see you leave, and I want to see you wake up … I'm still in the dream, waiting for you …"
Li Muwan looked at Wang Lin, and her eyes were as gentle as water. She caressed Wang Lin's wrinkled face and murmured softly.
Today, the second watch!
There was one more chapter that he was writing.
He hoped that he would be able to receive the blessings of all fellow Daoists on his birthday tomorrow.