Wang Lin's gaze slowly withdrew from the Heaven Trampling Bridge. He looked at the vast sea between the Ancient clan and the celestial clan, at the gate to the Tai Ji God Realm formed by the nine pillars.
However, even with his current cultivation level, he still couldn't see the Tai Ji God Realm clearly. It was as if the existence of the Tai Ji God Realm was far beyond Wang Lin's current ability.
Looking at the vast sea that was moving like a storm, Wang Lin closed his eyes. The moment he closed his eyes, his gaze disappeared from the Immortal Astral Continent.
When he opened his eyes again, he was standing on the second Heaven Trampling Bridge in this unknown space. However, when he looked down, Wang Lin saw that although he was still standing on the bridge, he was not at the head but at the end.
It was as if everything that had happened before had happened when he took those few steps. It was like a dream, so he couldn't tell if it was real or not.
He looked at the Heaven Trampling Bridge, and then at the third bridge, and then the fourth … all the way to the ninth bridge. Beyond the ninth bridge was a blurry, illusory scene. It was impossible to see clearly, and seemed very far away. As he looked at it, his heart began to feel distant. It was as if each bridge represented an insurmountable mountain, and he couldn't help but think of stopping at the foot of the mountain.
The moment this thought appeared, it expanded infinitely until it filled Wang Lin's entire body. It was as if a voice was whispering in his heart, telling him to turn back and leave this place. Don't walk down this path, don't walk toward the remaining seven bridges.
Wang Lin stood at the end of the second bridge. He only needed to take one step to walk off the bridge and cross the second bridge. However, he still couldn't take this last step.
Time slowly passed, and it felt like a very long time had passed. Wang Caiyi stood there and looked ahead. His expression was calm, but he let out a sigh. He lifted his right foot and took a step forward. He walked out of the second bridge and walked across the second Heaven Trampling Bridge!!
"Did I ask myself … If my dao heart wasn't strong, if I didn't have the will to defy the heavens, if I didn't have the determination to use my life to protect it, then I would have retreated at this step." Wang Lin murmured as he walked toward the third Heaven Trampling Bridge.
The third bridge was very far away but also very close. However, after walking for three days, Wang Lin still hadn't reached the bottom of the bridge. He walked for another three days and repeated the same thing for another three days. Looking into the distance, the third bridge was still very far away but also very close.
It wasn't until the ninth day that Wang Lin stopped. He stood where he was and pondered for a moment before he suddenly raised his head. There was a strange light in his eyes, and he slowly closed them.
He didn't use his eyes to look or his divine sense to sense. Instead, he closed his eyes and sealed his divine sense. He didn't look at the location of the third bridge, nor did he look in its direction. Instead, he lifted his foot and casually walked forward.
One step, another step. The instant he took the ninth step, he suddenly heard the chirping of birds beside him. There was also a gentle light that seemed to pass through his eyelids and be reflected in his pupils.
He smelled the fragrance of the soil after the rain, as well as a familiar feeling and smell. It was the smell of wood chips and the spiciness of tobacco.
He stopped in his tracks.
"Tie Zhu, how are your studies?"
"Tie Zhukou, you have to study hard. Next year is the county's examination. Whether you have a bright future will depend on this. Don't be like me, staying in the village for the rest of my life. Sigh."
"That's enough. You talk all the time. In my opinion, our Tie Zhu will definitely pass."
It was the voices of his parents. It had been thousands of years since he last heard them. They were so real, and it was as if they had brought Wang Lin back to the peaceful mountain village thousands of years ago.
Wang Lin quietly stood there and listened to his parents' voices. Tears unknowingly fell from the corners of his eyes. There was a voice in his heart that kept murmuring to him, telling him to open his eyes and suddenly look at his parents.
But at the same time, Wang Lin also understood in his heart that if he opened his eyes, he would stop at the third bridge of Heaven Trampling Bridge.
The first bridge allowed him to merge with the laws of the world into his divine sense. The second bridge allowed him to feel the Heaven Trampling Eyes, but he needed to ask himself if his heart was firm … Wang Xu didn't understand why he would ask himself before, and why there was such hesitation at the end of the second bridge, but now he understood.
Perhaps the third bridge was the devil in his heart. If his heart was firm and he walked all the way, even if his life flashed by, his heart would not waver. Then he would be able to cross the third bridge.
But once he opened his eyes, he would have to face his devil in his heart and face his entire life. Because of this, his chances of crossing the third bridge would be greatly reduced.
The voices of his parents were still in his ears, and more tears flowed from the corners of Wang Lin's eyes. However, he did not hesitate at all and opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar house, a familiar yard, and a familiar table with 1J5 dishes on it.
He saw his father, who was tapping his opium pipe on the ground a few times. His face was wrinkled with age, and he saw the gentleness of family under his strict gaze.
He saw his mother walking out of the house with freshly heated food. There were some white hairs on her head, but not much. They were hidden by her black hair, but Wang Lin still saw them.
Perhaps his mother was not beautiful in the eyes of others, but in Wang Cai's heart, she was the most beautiful. She was the place in his heart where he would forever hide from the wind.
Looking at his father and mother, looking at the familiar scene, Wang Lin's eyes were filled with tears, but a smile appeared on his face.
He looked at everything in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, it slowly dissipated into nothingness. He knew it was fake, but he still had to take a look.
When the scene shattered, Wang Lin stood under the second bridge, very far away from the third bridge … His father and mother were not cultivators, they were mortals, and could not be resurrected. The cycle of reincarnation was the best place for mortals to return to.
But even if they were reincarnated, the memories that belonged to Wang Lin were eternal. He would not erase them, because they were more important than his life.
Wang Lin murmured, "Perhaps if Wan Er appeared and I knew it was fake, I don't know if I would continue to open my eyes … But if my father and mother appeared, even if I knew it was fake, I would still open my eyes one day."
"Who made the rule that when facing the memories of the past, when facing the illusory existence that is like a heart devil, I must close my eyes and ignore it. I must maintain a firm dao heart and not be affected by the heart devil.
"Who made the rule that I must have a firm dao heart in order to cross the third bridge? Who made the rule that this is the only way to cross the third bridge …" Wang Lin's eyes lit up.
"Family, love, and friendship are the most precious things in my life. Why should I close my eyes and not open them? I want to open my eyes and see everything. I want to open my dao heart and accept everything!"
Wang Lin took a deep breath and walked forward again.
Nine steps later, he saw his parents again. Another nine steps later, he saw Mu Bingmei, Li Qianmei, and Li Muwan.
After another nine steps, he saw Wang Ping. He saw that pitiful child, holding his hand. He was very persistent, but very serious. He told himself that he was cultivating the Dao so that he could accompany his father for the rest of his life. He didn't want to see his father's lonely back in the world. If his father was going to be lonely, then he hoped that he would still be there for his father.
Wang Lin saw Situ Nan, Shimizu, Du Tian, and old Rosefinch. He saw many people who had helped him before. He looked at their faces and walked forward.
Big Head, Red Butterfly, Qing Shuang, Zhou Yi, Qing Lin, and many others. Wang Lin seemed to recall his own life from the appearance of these people.
Along the way, Wang Lin didn't control his emotions. He cried, he laughed, he felt pain, he felt sadness … Step by step, he didn't know how long he had walked. He didn't know when he arrived at the third bridge, but everything before him disappeared. He stood at the end of the third bridge and let out a sigh. He turned around and looked behind him. After a long time, he turned around and walked off the third bridge.
In the distance was the location of the fourth bridge. Even further away, the illusion behind the ninth bridge became a bit clearer, but Wang Lin still couldn't see through it. He could only vaguely see that there were two people inside the illusion.
He recalled the memories he had cried, laughed, and felt sadness. Wang Lin walked forward, and a few days later, he arrived at the fourth Heaven Trampling Bridge.
This bridge was even larger than before. It looked like a behemoth that existed in this strange space. A faint pressure came from it and shrouded the area.
Wang Lin looked at the bridge, and after pondering for a bit, he raised his foot. However, just as his foot landed, his right foot pierced through the bridge and he missed.
At the same time, the fourth Heaven Trampling Bridge trembled before Wang Lin. It turned into specks of light and flew toward Wang Lin. It formed a vortex around Wang Lin, forming a powerful suction force that devoured Wang Lin and made him disappear.
The moment Wang Lin was devoured, in the secret chamber of Ji Cheng's palace in the Luo Hou Country of the Immortal Astral Continent, Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were filled with confusion and lingered for a long time. His slaughter essence true body had completely fused with his body, and there were no more overlapping shadows.
Behind him floated the ethereal essence true body, and before him was the soul of the Celestial Emperor wrapped in his soul fire. The secret chamber was completely silent.
Only the sound of Wang Lin's slightly rough breathing could be heard.
"Heaven Trampling Path, Void Destruction Dao, Immortal Soul, Worship of All … Heaven Trampling Nine Bridges, I've only walked three bridges and stopped at the fourth bridge …" Wang Lin took a deep breath and looked up. The confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated and was replaced with determination.
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