Volume 3, Chapter 73: The Long River of Time.
Picture one.
An old man with white hair stands on a pavilion, overlooking the mountains and rivers from the top.
"I am a strategist, stirring up trouble in the martial arts world, stirring up chaos in the government, serving two masters. Only when I saw you coming did I willingly join the game. For the greater good in my heart, I have already joined the game."
"Fortunately, the king has not let me down, and my wish has finally been fulfilled... Now I stand at the summit, observing the world at peace. My life has come to an end, and I have not let the king down, and I will retire."
Screen 2:
Middle-aged, double pupils, singing and dancing...
"Now my life is over, I will return to the nine provinces, and I hope that the prosperous times will last forever, just like you and I wish. In this life of wandering, I have enjoyed all the glory and power, but also had a miserable past. I should have no regrets, but I still have one regret. That's it. If there is an afterlife, I am willing to spend all my life's merits and walk with you. We are already brothers..."
Picture three.
Farmers, mountains, and thousands of acres of fertile land....
"I've committed eighteen years of sin and two thousand years of atonement, but this is all I can do. My king, I'm so lucky to have met you..."
Picture four.
Temple, stone statue, three incense sticks....
"Your Majesty, may the weather be favorable and the crops be good today. My daughter will find her true love, and my son will pass the imperial examination..."
Picture....
Golden palace, high hall, thousands of people standing in a crowd...
"Now, my dynasty, inheriting the destiny of heaven, has succeeded the throne as the new emperor. Now, I will burn incense and pray, offer sacrifices to heaven and honor my ancestors, and swear in front of the statue of the King of the East Sea that I will follow the example of my ancestors and benefit the people..."
The memories of other people were salvaged by him personally, and scenes after scenes unfolded in his mind like a scroll, among which there were familiar people and unfamiliar faces.
Some of them may still be alive, but some are already dead.
But their memories have always remained in this long river.
Ye Tingmu wandered through the place, his emotions were beyond words. He felt sad because of the death of an old friend, and happy because of the birth of a new one...
Countless memories intertwined, he was peeping into the past lives of others, what joy was there in living, what pain was there in dying...
All things have a life, a journey of birth and death. A hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years is nothing but a predetermined cycle.
He sat and watched the decline, watching different people, acting out different lives, writing different stories, and then leaving. The years integrated their memories into this place, forming this winding and turbulent river, rolling and rushing, and no one knew where it was flowing to.
I share your joys and sorrows, your happiness and anger, and your sorrows and joys....
People’s lives are full of separations and reunions, so what’s the difference between this and your own life.
He wandered there, not knowing how many years had passed, nor how many people's lives he had witnessed.
He only knew that at this moment, he shared his emotions with these people, and he gradually came to like this feeling.
It feels like there is a magnificent story hidden under every period of time... From curiosity to boredom, from boredom to accustomed to it, he slowly calmed down.
His impetuous heart was calm at this moment. He could be calm and unhurried. After watching Fuyou's life, he understood what it meant to be born and die in a day.
He also had the patience to watch the turtle's life and learned what a thousand-year-old turtle and a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise were.
He can also witness the life of a mortal: birth, aging, sickness and death.
When I was young, I looked up at the sky and didn’t realize how high it was or how vast the earth was.
When I met my beloved at a young age, I didn’t know what sorrow was in the world. I wished for the sea to dry up and the rocks to crumble.
Getting married in middle age, becoming a father, feeling the burden of life, and moving forward with this heavy load.
In old age, with the frail body and withered flowers, it is a swan song, but one is still happy to have a happy family and children to enjoy his life.
There are also those who grow old together and become dry bones and are buried with laughter...
There are also those who are unable to fulfill their filial duties and whose parents pass away, and who feel the sorrow of sending their black hair to their white hair.
Pass the imperial examination and enjoy the joy of the wedding night.
I left home when I was young and returned when I was old. My accent has not changed, but my hair has turned gray.
...........combination.
In this vast world, what is the meaning of life? Is it to be granted a title of nobility or prime minister, to become a king and dominate the world, to live in mediocrity in this world, or to live a life of pure happiness.
Each is different, but each has its own wonderfulness.
After seeing everything in this world, Ye Tingmu asked himself three soul-searching questions.
Who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going?
This is a question I ask myself, but also a question I ask everyone in the world.
He no longer looked at the memories of others, but fell into deep thought and endless research, seeking answers to his questions.
The answer to this question may vary from person to person.
Some creatures are born to be kings, and come to become emperors, wanting to rule for thousands of years.
Some creatures are born as ants, born to live, and die to live longer.
Some creatures are born kind, coming for the people and staying for all mankind.
.......
He couldn't find the answer, or rather, there were many different answers, and the answer was different for each individual living being.
Even for the same living being, he will have different answers in different years.
He continued to think and search, and finally he found the answer to the question, a relatively standard answer.
"I am who I am. I came to live and I go to die."
At this moment, he seemed to have suddenly realized some kind of power of order, as if he had touched some kind of power of law.
Born in the morning and die in the evening, the world changes dramatically, and the length of life cannot define the true value of a life.
However, the length of life is the supreme existence that every living being wants to pursue.
At this time, he seemed to understand the source, which was also the meaning of the law of life set by the true spirit.
Recalling what the Star Turtle once said, Zhen Ling always believed that when life blindly wants to pursue the length of life, it will downplay killing and plundering.
From the moment a strong man reaches the sky, he will despise all living things in the world, but at the same time, he will also have awe for life.
But he didn't think so, because it was too superficial.
If people just live for the sake of living, wouldn’t their life be too boring?
The beauty of life lies in the fact that different living things compete and run for different goals. The diversity of life creates different landscapes.
Leaving behind different beliefs, different cultures, different...
Perhaps the idea of chaos is consistent with this. It advocates the autonomy of life and gives life the right to choose.
If the life of living beings is fixed, they will no longer blindly pursue immortality, but will do more things in their limited life. In his opinion, such a life may be more valuable.
At this moment, he was between the true spirit and chaos, gradually moving towards the direction of chaos.
At this moment he also had his own epiphany.
Whether it is the true spirit or chaos, there is actually no right or wrong between them.
For them, no matter what kind of laws they establish, they just want this universe, the universe they created themselves, to continue better.
They created the universe. To them, the universe is like a child and the continuation of their lives.
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