Cultivation of Immortality

On a hill far away from the mortal world, Zhui'er was sitting on the edge of the cliff as if he was lost, staring blankly in the direction of his hometown. He was forcibly brought here by Sijia.

Sijia sat beside him silently. She never said a word of consolation, because she knew that there was no need to persuade, Zhui'er must know what he should know, and as long as he endured this period of grief, he would be fine.

When night fell, Zhui'er finally spoke, his voice still choked with sobs, "Before..., I really thought I could face the death of my parents calmly, but..., I will never see them again. Already..."

Sijia said calmly, "This is the emotional barrier that both mortals and us monks have to face. People with more intense emotions are more seriously injured. That's why we, the Yuan clan, are so willing to believe in the kingdom of heaven, while you here are willing to believe in reincarnation. "

Zhui'er turned to look at her, "Your kingdom of heaven has been proven to be fake, so is our theory of reincarnation true?"

"Xunyi believes it is true." Sijia looked at the night sky. She was wise enough and trusted Shen Qing's wisdom. Since Shen Qing didn't reveal too much to the young monk, she shouldn't say much at the moment.

"Does he really believe it? Does his death have something to do with this?" Zhui'er's intelligence was not for show, and he immediately connected the two.

Sijia was secretly shocked, and after being silent for a while, she shook her head noncommittally. She felt that she really shouldn’t tell this little monk any more about reincarnation. It was a double-edged sword that could give people endless power. Hope can also urge people to die. Xun Yi died because of this. Considering the current state of this young monk, it is obviously not suitable for him to understand reincarnation.

"Alas..." Zhui'er sighed softly, looked up at the night sky, and said in a murmur, "My mother told me many stories about the underworld, saying that after death, people must be judged by the underworld, and the underworld treats everyone I am very clear about the good and evil deeds I have done in my life. My parents are good people, and I believe they will be rewarded. "

"Then you don't have to be too sad."

"But... I will never see them again..." Tears welled up in Zhui'er's eyes. He wiped away his tears, looked at Sijia and said in a firm tone, "I really hope there will be an underworld. I hope good people will be rewarded, that’s the only way to do it.”

"Then what makes you unable to believe in this?" Sijia asked, meeting his gaze. He would usually use this method to cheer himself up when he was not sure about what he wanted. Zhui'er's thoughts could not be hidden from her. s eyes.

Zhui'er pursed his lips and did not answer. What prevented him from firming up his thoughts was of course his "theory of evil in nature". He believed that God deliberately wanted to tease all living beings. Even if there is reincarnation, good will not necessarily be rewarded with evil. There will be evil consequences. He now hates himself for having such thoughts of "causing trouble", but this kind of thoughts is too deep-rooted in his heart and he cannot get rid of it even if he wants to.

Sijia did not press the question further, but looked at the night sky and said quietly, "Everyone will experience the pain of losing the person they love most. You are a bit unlucky, because most of you Nanjingzhou monks embarked on the path of cultivation at a young age. I rarely feel the pain of my parents. There are not many like you, but this kind of pain can be diluted by time after all, and some pains are much harder to bear than this. I have not only endured the pain of losing my parents , and also endured the pain of the collapse of belief, and..."

At this point, she looked at Zhui'er and said the following two words "Xunyi" with a blurred look in her eyes. The grief of losing Xunyi had been pressing in her heart for too long. She had no one to talk to, and now faced with She must speak out about this person who might be the reincarnation of Xun Yi.

"Xunyi?" Zhui'er looked at her eyes and seemed to understand something.

"Xunyi saved more than just my life, but he also took away most of my heart, and made me unable to follow him, leaving me alone in the world to suffer. You said I should be grateful to her, Or should I hate him?"

The communication is shallow and the words are deep, this is a complete communication of the shallowness and the depth! Facing the saint's sudden revelation of her true feelings, Zhui'er was a little at a loss and said in a panic, "Are you talking about following him to accompany him to death? That's not right. I mean, Xun Yi did the right thing. He did it for you." Well, it makes no sense for you to hate him because of this..."

Before Zhui'er could finish speaking, Sijia stared at him with angry eyes and interrupted, "I would rather die! But his heart has already been given to someone else. It doesn't matter how many times I die! He will still think that I am causing trouble!"

Zhui'er was so frightened that she was like this. He didn't dare to express his anger and looked at the emotionally out-of-control saint. She could only blink her blank and innocent eyes. He could already feel the saint's love for Xun Yi. How deep, even though he had always been resistant to Xun Yi in his heart, at this moment he had to admire Xun Yi from the bottom of his heart. He was really capable. Not only did Shen Qing feel sad, but even the saint girl of the Yuan clan They can all make them lose their souls. What’s even more amazing is that these two amazing beauties from heaven are not the protagonists in the story. So what kind of women should these protagonists be?

Sijia, who knew she had lost her composure, cast her gaze towards the night sky again. She didn't want to give any explanation, she just wanted to hear what Zhui'er would say. No matter whether Zhui'er was the reincarnation of Xun Yi or not, she assumed that he was at this moment.

Zhui'er grinned and whispered, "Well... I don't know anything about your affairs, so I don't know how to comfort you, but... but... there is no way to explain things like two people being happy. It’s hard to tell right from wrong. Although I have little experience in this area, I also think it’s hard to force it. If Xun Yi is a person who always gives up, he should be hated. But as far as I know, he is exactly that A loyal person, at least that's what I heard from Shen Qing's words, if you tell me what happened between you two, I can make a fair decision. "

Sijia was silent for a long time, and when he spoke again, his tone was completely calm, "You are right."

Zhui'er felt a kind of utter desolation from these four words spoken calmly. He felt as if the whole world had become cold and lifeless. What kind of despair could make these four words contain such meaning? Powerful power of infection?

"I...I don't understand anything. I just said it randomly. Don't take it too seriously." Zhui'er was not only flustered now, but also terrified.

"You're right." Sijia turned to Zhui'er and repeated the four words again. This time her tone was calmer. She lowered her eyes before continuing, "Xunyi didn't do anything wrong. I would have done this earlier." It is clear that he is just too good, so good that people who can't get him are miserable. I am like this, and Shen Qing is like this. I want to make myself resent him, so that I can no longer suffer for him, but there is no way. I hate him, he is affectionate and caring to me, I can't find anything to hate him." On a hill far away from the mortal world, Zhui'er sat on the edge of the cliff like a lost soul, his eyes dull. Looking in the direction of his hometown, he was forcibly brought here by Sijia.

Sijia sat beside him silently. She never said a word of consolation, because she knew that there was no need to persuade, Zhui'er must know what he should know, and as long as he endured this period of grief, he would be fine.

When night fell, Zhui'er finally spoke, his voice still choked with sobs, "Before..., I really thought I could face the death of my parents calmly, but..., I will never see them again. Already..."

Sijia said calmly, "This is the emotional barrier that both mortals and us monks have to face. People with more intense emotions are more seriously injured. That's why we, the Yuan clan, are so willing to believe in the kingdom of heaven, while you here are willing to believe in reincarnation. "

Zhui'er turned to look at her, "Your kingdom of heaven has been proven to be fake, so is our theory of reincarnation true?"

"Xunyi believes it is true." Sijia looked at the night sky. She was wise enough and trusted Shen Qing's wisdom. Since Shen Qing didn't reveal too much to the young monk, she shouldn't say much at the moment.

"Does he really believe it? Does his death have something to do with this?" Zhui'er's intelligence was not for show, and he immediately connected the two.

Sijia was secretly shocked, and after being silent for a while, she shook her head noncommittally. She felt that she really shouldn’t tell this little monk any more about reincarnation. It was a double-edged sword that could give people endless power. Hope can also urge people to die. Xun Yi died because of this. Considering the current state of this young monk, it is obviously not suitable for him to understand reincarnation.

"Alas..." Zhui'er sighed softly, looked up at the night sky, and said in a murmur, "My mother told me many stories about the underworld, saying that after death, people must be judged by the underworld, and the underworld treats everyone I am very clear about the good and evil deeds I have done in my life. My parents are good people, and I believe they will be rewarded. "

"Then you don't have to be too sad."

"But... I will never see them again..." Tears welled up in Zhui'er's eyes. He wiped away his tears, looked at Sijia and said in a firm tone, "I really hope there will be an underworld. I hope good people will be rewarded, that’s the only way to do it.”

"Then what makes you unable to believe in this?" Sijia asked, meeting his gaze. He would usually use this method to cheer himself up when he was not sure about what he wanted. Zhui'er's thoughts could not be hidden from her. s eyes.

Zhui'er pursed his lips and did not answer. What prevented him from firming up his thoughts was of course his "theory of evil in nature". He believed that God deliberately wanted to tease all living beings. Even if there is reincarnation, good will not necessarily be rewarded with evil. There will be evil consequences. He now hates himself for having such thoughts of "causing trouble", but this kind of thoughts is too deep-rooted in his heart and he cannot get rid of it even if he wants to.

Sijia did not press the question further, but looked at the night sky and said quietly, "Everyone will experience the pain of losing the person they love most. You are a bit unlucky, because most of you Nanjingzhou monks embarked on the path of cultivation at a young age. I rarely feel the pain of my parents. There are not many like you, but this kind of pain can be diluted by time after all, and some pains are much harder to bear than this. I have not only endured the pain of losing my parents , and also endured the pain of the collapse of belief, and..."

At this point, she looked at Zhui'er and said the following two words "Xunyi" with a blurred look in her eyes. The grief of losing Xunyi had been pressing in her heart for too long. She had no one to talk to, and now faced with She must speak out about this person who might be the reincarnation of Xun Yi.

"Xunyi?" Zhui'er looked at her eyes and seemed to understand something.

"Xunyi saved more than just my life, but he also took away most of my heart, and made me unable to follow him, leaving me alone in the world to suffer. You said I should be grateful to her, Or should I hate him?"

The communication is shallow and the words are deep, this is a complete communication of the shallowness and the depth! Facing the saint's sudden revelation of her true feelings, Zhui'er was a little at a loss and said in a panic, "Are you talking about following him to accompany him to death? That's not right. I mean, Xun Yi did the right thing. He did it for you." Well, it makes no sense for you to hate him because of this..."

Before Zhui'er could finish speaking, Sijia stared at him with angry eyes and interrupted, "I would rather die! But his heart has already been given to someone else. It doesn't matter how many times I die! He will still think that I am causing trouble!"

Zhui'er was so frightened that she was like this. He didn't dare to express his anger and looked at the emotionally out-of-control saint. She could only blink her blank and innocent eyes. He could already feel the saint's love for Xun Yi. How deep, even though he had always been resistant to Xun Yi in his heart, at this moment he had to admire Xun Yi from the bottom of his heart. He was really capable. Not only did Shen Qing feel sad, but even the saint girl of the Yuan clan They can all make them lose their souls. What’s even more amazing is that these two amazing beauties from heaven are not the protagonists in the story. So what kind of women should these protagonists be?

Sijia, who knew she had lost her composure, cast her gaze towards the night sky again. She didn't want to give any explanation, she just wanted to hear what Zhui'er would say. No matter whether Zhui'er was the reincarnation of Xun Yi or not, she assumed that he was at this moment.

Zhui'er grinned and whispered, "Well... I don't know anything about your affairs, so I don't know how to comfort you, but... but... there is no way to explain things like two people being happy. It’s hard to tell right from wrong. Although I have little experience in this area, I also think it’s hard to force it. If Xun Yi is a person who always gives up, he should be hated. But as far as I know, he is exactly that A loyal person, at least that's what I heard from Shen Qing's words, if you tell me what happened between you two, I can make a fair decision. "

Sijia was silent for a long time, and when he spoke again, his tone was completely calm, "You are right."

Zhui'er felt a kind of utter desolation from these four words spoken calmly. He felt as if the whole world had become cold and lifeless. What kind of despair could make these four words contain such meaning? Powerful power of infection?

"I...I don't understand anything. I just said it randomly. Don't take it too seriously." Zhui'er was not only flustered now, but also terrified.

"You're right." Sijia turned to Zhui'er and repeated the four words again. This time her tone was calmer. She lowered her eyes before continuing, "Xunyi didn't do anything wrong. I would have done this earlier." It is clear that he is just too good, so good that people who can't get him are miserable. I am like this, and Shen Qing is like this. I want to make myself resent him, so that I can no longer suffer for him, but there is no way. I hate him, he is affectionate and caring to me, I can't find anything to hate him."