I want to ask the sky
She said, begging.
Yes, even though this was a previous transaction, she still used the word "request".
Only when you have seen it yourself, you will understand... Jiang Jingyuan stood among the grass and trees at the bottom of the low slope, slightly raised his head, looked at the two familiar figures not far ahead, and said softly and slowly:
"I ask you to come down to the world and help all living beings."
Only then will you understand...
This is by no means as easy as it sounds.
How can a heavy-hearted person sever their obsessions and float lightly like the wind to the clouds? And how can a light-hearted person repeatedly use the mundane world to bind themselves to the ground and prevent themselves from floating?
In front, Qin Jiuyan and Qin Gejue were stunned. They looked at her for a long time, then suddenly their eyes became complicated. Then they closed their eyes and smiled, nodded slowly, and said:
"good."
Beside Qin Gejue, Xianhe was horrified. He suddenly turned his head to look at Qin Gejue and shook his head frantically.
No, no, no—
That's too dangerous!
Even the immortals wouldn't dare to agree to such a request so easily, let alone them?!
The crane screamed in panic.
Qin Gejue suddenly reached out and touched its head. The crane's eyes were filled with tears. Qin Gejue smiled and said, "To avoid the world is to be afraid."
Qin Jiuyan lowered his head and chuckled softly. He raised his head, his expression cold and proud. He glanced at Qin Gejue beside him and said with a raised corner of his mouth, "Since we can remain unmoved in the torrent of the mundane world, we can advance."
The smile on Qin Gejue's face widened——
"It's been a long time coming."
…………
In the sunshine and breeze, white gauze fluttered. In front of the round table in the room, at the last moment of the party, Jiang Jingyuan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at everything in front of him.
The room was filled with illusory human figures, swimming fish, flying birds and beasts, flowers, plants, trees, and many other invisible and boundless things.
They were talking and laughing.
Jiang Jingyuan looked at them and suddenly fell into a state...like a trance, but he saw all the scenes in front of him with extremely clear and sober eyes.
She watched quietly, and suddenly she thought to herself, "I think I understand...the answer to that original question."
Although the familiar voice did not ring in her mind, Jiang Jingyuan clearly felt that He was coming up, looking at her, and looking at them with her.
Jiang Jingyuan sat in the vast expanse of white, his consciousness receding, and said softly:
"I don't need anything to prove who I am, and in fact, there has never been anything that can prove me."
"What can be proven and told is not me."
"I am here, I have always been here, I haven't gone anywhere...I have always been like this, always been like this, nothing has changed."
"All of this, loss and possession are illusions. Can they control me? Can they actually prove me?"
This immortal path that connects heaven and earth must be broken by anyone who desires it and becomes obsessed with it.
In the field of vision, the round table in the room and the figures were illuminated by bright white light, which became brighter and brighter, almost hazy and almost white, and only vaguely visible illusory figures moving.
"What am I?" Jiang Jingyuan asked himself with a chuckle, slowly raised his hand and pointed to everything in front of him.
Appearance, no appearance.
"Therefore, I am the best, even if I am alone. No one can be higher or lower than me."
People can be naive, but they cannot be as ignorant as children.
The innocent innocence will be shaken and destroyed by hardships, but the innocence after going through many hardships is indestructible and unbreakable.
Jiang Jingyuan opened his eyes.
She went into the mountains again and returned to the familiar bamboo and wooden house.
"You're awake..." Sitting on the rocking chair next to him, the red-haired fox yawned, squinting his eyes and casually asked, "How are you?"
Jiang Jingyuan smiled and said, "I feel great."
Hearing this, the little fox raised an eyebrow, opened his eyes, looked at her, and said, "Are you going to become an immortal soon?"
Jiang Jingyuan's smile widened. He didn't respond to the question, but instead said, "When I become an immortal, perhaps I can tell you about my vision after becoming an immortal." He paused, then emphasized, "Perhaps."
What this means is that she cannot guarantee what she will think after becoming an immortal.
The immortals are free and easy, they may live in seclusion in the mountains, they may talk big, or they may still appear in front of people but avoid talking about these things... There are many more possibilities, anything is possible.
Human thoughts are, after all, just human thoughts.
"Tsk tsk..." The little fox was dumbfounded. After a long pause, he raised his eyebrows and growled, "You're so confident and sure. It seems like you're really going to become an immortal soon?"
Jiang Jingyuan still didn't respond to it, but just smiled.
In the past, she liked to use her brain to deduce and predict, but later... Jiang Jingyuan pursed her lips, her eyes curved, and her dark eyes sparkled.
Be fearless, calm and confident, let go with confidence, and finally return to peace.
Wait quietly for fate to come.
Fate is something that cannot be defined or predicted.
Jiang Jingyuan looked at the red-haired fox not far away, slowly opened his mouth for a moment, pursed his lips, and was silent for a while. Finally, he couldn't help but say, "Actually, I have a vague feeling and idea."
The little fox, who was about to take a nap again, heard this and said in confusion, "Huh?" He looked at her and asked, "What's that weird idea?"
Jiang Jingyuan became quiet again.
When the little fox frowned unhappily and was about to close his eyes to sleep, Jiang Jingyuan slowly and softly said:
"Actually, I've been thinking recently that maybe, when I ascend to immortality, the entire Xiang will also become immortal..."
The little fox's eyes suddenly widened, and he subconsciously stood up in the rocking chair, staring at her with a look of shock on his face.
Its voice trembled with excitement unconsciously: "Really?"
"I'm talking about maybe, perhaps, possible." Jiang Jingyuan glanced at it and said cruelly honestly.
The little fox slumped back into the rocking chair. The excitement on his face instantly turned into a blank expression. He said unhappily, "I was so happy for nothing. I thought you could make me a fairy from the sky."
It narrowed its eyes, and the fox became noticeably less interested.
Jiang Jingyuan blinked.
It had been made clear before that their becoming immortals was not the heavenly immortals she had seen. To distinguish them, she and Sheng Liang temporarily called them "immortals from beyond the sky" - inaccurate, and not even the same thing at all, but the true meaning could only be understood through silence and feelings.
Anyway, when she and Sheng Liang talked, they could understand each other and communicate smoothly without her having to spend any effort to explain.
So, Jiang Jingyuan continued:
"I used to wonder unconsciously, do all living things share the same appearance, or am I in my appearance and I am also in your appearance?"
"I used to just let it go, but recently, I've clearly sensed the rapid changes in the phases, and I've been thinking about this again."
Jiang Jingyuan sat on the recliner, leaning back on the soft pillow and relaxing.
In fact, she didn't want to think about this problem. Being too obsessed with it would only make herself uncomfortable, but she kept thinking about it unconsciously.
This problem used to give me a headache. I would think about it all the time except when I was asleep, and even in my dreams, I would continue to think about it.
Now, she could control herself and banish all distracting thoughts—not really control, but it could only be interpreted as control. But inevitably, she would slip up and think about a lot of things in a matter of seconds.
Jiang Jingyuan sighed softly, "I can't be sure or guarantee that if my appearance has improved, it means that the appearance of all living beings has improved."
"I do feel that my phase changes are so strange and eerie," Jiang Jingyuan said, "but I don't know what the truth is."
Jiang Jingyuan said, "I wonder if I will understand after I become an immortal."
After a pause, she seemed to have thought of something and added, "If you understand, if you want to talk about it, I'll tell you, but don't believe it too much. Even if what we see is different, it doesn't mean anything."
Everyone sees truth and falsehood differently, that's for sure. As He said before, all beings have their own freedom and choices.
People who understand the situation always emphasize over and over again that you should not trust others, but trust yourself.
The little fox lay on the rocking chair, half-closed his eyes, listened, said "oh" lazily, and said drowsily:
"Of course I have to believe in myself. I am the one who thinks about myself the most, and I am the one who loves myself the most."
…………
It was freezing cold, night was falling quickly, and the sparse figures of people were running quickly in the streets and alleys.
They lowered their heads, shrunk their necks and bent their waists slightly, and hurriedly took their things home. With a loud "bang", the doors and windows were closed.
In thousands of households, orange lights were lit, flickering for a while, and then hurriedly extinguished.
In the silent night, the chirping of insects and birds disappeared, and even the cats and dogs on and under the eaves tucked their tails between their legs, moved lightly, and dared not say a word.
Only the illusory, almost imperceptible sound of gold and jade echoed.
Suddenly, a fire shot up into the sky from a corner of the city!
The sound of gold and jade suddenly became long and sharp, piercing the minds of countless people!
"Ah...ah, ah..." In the darkness, countless people instantly hugged their heads with their hands, their facial features twisted and ferocious, their mouths wide open, and only let out low howls of pain.
They pounded their heads and pulled their hair, as if trying with all their heart to resist some extreme pain. They fell to the ground, twisted and struggled, rolled and howled.
The sharp and piercing sound of gold and jade suddenly disappeared.
Everyone suddenly let go of their hands and collapsed to the ground, their bodies covered in cold sweat as if they had been pulled out of the water. Their dazed pupils trembled, dilated and contracted, and they gasped unconsciously.
Suddenly, as if they realized something, they subconsciously raised their eyes and were caught off guard by a pair of eyes and a face that was either familiar or unfamiliar.
Their faces gradually became distorted and hideous, and their eyes were quickly filled with strong resentment and hatred.
Everyone suddenly roared and yelled, pounced on him, and started wrestling and biting him like wild beasts.
The raging fire surged like waves, sweeping across a large area of houses and yards in an instant. At night, golden light flowed through the red, illuminating the entire sky.
The charred house collapsed, and figures fled from the flames, screaming in panic. They turned their heads and looked at each other, the panic on their faces instantly turning into resentment and hatred, and they cursed and bit each other in the fire without caring about anything.
In the palace, golden and red flames spread like a sea.
Among the scattered and silent figures, one person was lying in the flames covered in blood, with only his head and neck raised high.
A bloody hole was faintly visible in the mess of flesh on his raised neck. Sticky black and red liquid dripped, but he ignored it, his hand tightly gripping the longsword, his eyes filled with resentment staring straight ahead.
In the sea of fire, a young girl dressed in a gorgeous layered robe, holding a long sword in her hanging hand, walked out of the hall step by step.
“Why, why, why—!!!”
The figure behind screamed and roared, staggering and crawling forward, holding the long sword high.
"Clang..."
The long sword fell to the ground, and the crawling figure suddenly spat out a large mouthful of black and red liquid, but then screamed continuously.
Uneasy, anxious, painful and twisted, with screams and roars.
The girl walked to the front of the palace gate, suddenly turned around, glanced at him with her silver-gray eyes, and said coldly:
"I want to ask the heavens."
It seemed like an explanation, like... a comfort.
Behind him, the anxious man froze. His mouth slightly parted, the resentment in his eyes vanished, and he remained stunned for a moment. The moment the girl stepped out of the door...
The expression on his face gradually became peaceful and calm, tears rolled down his face, and he said:
"Okay... go ahead."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
