Chapter 801 - Chapter 801: Death of a Heavenly Immortal (1)
Chapter 801: Death of a Heavenly Immortal (1)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The grass was faint. The white paper fluttered. Shen Yifan knelt in front of the four graves and said in a low voice, “Father, if I hadn’t brought them out of Huaishan Town, perhaps they wouldn’t have died.”
Shen Ping said indifferently, “Without you, they would have died of old age and illness. With you, their lives would at least be exciting and they would have no regrets.”
“Really?”
Shen Yifan looked up. Shen Ping did not say anything. Only his son knew if it was true. If he could not cross this hurdle, his future achievements would be limited. Not long after, he left, leaving only his son.
For the next two years, Shen Yifan stayed in Huaishan Town obediently. Every day, he would drink and go to the grave to talk to his companions. This scene made Yin Shu and Xi Lengyan’s hearts ache.
“Everyone experiences the pain of life and death. This is a mental tempering for him. Don’t worry about it.”
Shen Ping actually had no choice. This kind of thing could only depend on himself.
Another two months passed.
On this day, a woman came to the rouge and powder shop with a cute little girl beside her. This happened every day. However, when he saw this little girl, Shen Yifan was stunned. He walked forward and bent down. “What’s your name?”
Hiding behind her mother, the girl timidly said, “My name is Lianxiang, Ji Lianxiang.”
“Lianxiang.” Shen Yifan was slightly shocked. The woman who was in love with him was called Lianxiang. He looked at the girl in a daze and took out an amulet from his pocket. He handed it to the girl. “Little child, this is a Blessing Talisman. You will have good luck if you wear it.”
The girl’s eyes were bright and clear. “Thank you, Big Brother.”
After the mother and daughter left, Shen Yifan seemed to have understood something and resolved the knot in his heart. “It must be Lianxiang. She doesn’t blame me. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have reincarnated in front of me.” He laughed and then left Huaishan Town in a carefree manner to continue his great pursuit of slaying demons and devils.
Shen Ping looked at his back as his body slowly dissipated. When he appeared again, he was not far from the mother and daughter. His gaze landed on Ji Lianxiang, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. His son’s senses were actually not wrong. Ji Lianxiang was really the reincarnation of that woman.
As a Heavenly Immortal who had comprehended the Great Dao of Reincarnation, he was not surprised by reincarnation. The Imperial Court of the Netherworld was in charge of the reincarnation passageway. Ghosts that had been cleansed of their memories of his previous life could even pass. However, the key was why this girl appeared in front of his son after reincarnation. It seemed that her goal was to let his son untie the knot in his heart.
He pinched with his fingers. The girl’s future gradually became clear. She would still be entangled with her son, and even give birth to a thread of love in the end. However, this thread of love was not deep. Instead, there were many shackles.
“Is this the power of destiny?”
For the first time, Shen Ping felt that he was so close to the power of fate. He silently returned to the rouge and powder shop. In the following period of time, he did not deduce and study the Great Dao of the Chaos Heaven and Earth. Instead, he obediently became a mortal. Every day, he began to chat with his neighbors, walk through the streets, and integrate into ordinary life with the people in the town.
During this period of time, he had been observing the lives of different people. He had never paid attention to them before, but after seriously and meticulously immersing himself in them, he realized that even the ordinary people of Huaishan Town were guided by the power of fate. From their birth, aging, illness, and death to their reincarnation, it seemed to be predestined, and predestined was fate.
Therefore, he left Huaishan Town and transformed into a traveling doctor. He walked around the Jin Country and the nearby vassal countries, experiencing the joys and sorrows of the human world and feeling the intertwining of love and hatred. One year, two years… a hundred years, three hundred years…
Time passed quietly.
Other than Yin Shu and Xi Lengyan, no one in the world knew where Shen Ping was. Even Shen Yifan, who had grown into the Perfected Lord of Ling Yin Temple, did not know.
Shen Ping, on the other hand, had long forgotten his previous life and current life. He had forgotten his identity as a Heavenly Immortal and kept traveling in the human world to see all kinds of life.
In the blink of an eye, 400 years passed. He sat on a low hill, allowing the wind and rain to blow on him. He was like a stone statue without the slightest vitality. Spring passed and autumn came. Spring passed and autumn came again. His body was covered in dust. The plants in front of him grew and withered, turning from full of vitality to dry.
Even after he completely merged with his surroundings and became a human-shaped stone, Shen Ping still did not move.
In the distance, Xi Lengyan and Yin Shu looked at their husband. Although they did not know what Shen Ping was doing, they knew that he was very likely comprehending heaven and earth, so they did not disturb him.
When the summer storm came, black clouds rolled and lightning flashed. A small sapling suddenly grew beside Shen Ping. Under the destruction of the storm, it swayed left and right, but it did not break. After the storm, the sapling thrived.
In autumn, the north wind was like a knife, scraping the sapling’s body and breaking its branches and leaves.
In winter, the thick snow bent the sapling. The cold eroded its vitality, and the bald and slender tree trunk seemed to have died.
As spring recovers, the earth warms up. The lifeless sapling gradually grew green sprouts. Then, it could not be stopped. It glowed with vitality and greedily absorbed the nutrition of the world.
Decades later, the sapling had already grown into a big tree that could shelter one from the wind and rain. No matter how much the wind and sun shone on it, it could not move it at all. Not far from it, there were other saplings growing. Boom! Crack!
The rainy season has arrived. The raindrops splashed on the lush tree and gradually dripped onto the stone through the tip of the leaves..