Abbot Xuan Kong sighed deeply: "The eight sufferings of life—separation from loved ones, hatred and resentment, and unfulfilled desires—are all predetermined."
Jiang Lin was filled with sorrow, tears welling in his eyes. His tall figure hunched over, looking utterly dejected and lifeless.
Master Xuan Kong couldn't bear it any longer. He flipped his hand, and a lotus seed shimmered with golden light in his palm. "This year, there is only this one lotus seed among all the lotus flowers in the pond in the temple. I have always been curious about what use this lotus seed is, but after seeing Xiao Zhu Yi, I understand everything."
The host's tone was calm, possessing a calming power.
Jiang Lin didn't understand, but he reverently accepted the lotus seeds with both hands, and thus began his journey with no end in sight.
Abbot Xuan Kong told Jiang Lin that Xiao Zhu Yi had used half of her divine soul power to condense a peach wood sword, bringing new hope for cultivation to the Demon Serpent Clan, which was a great merit.
The Nine Heavens Jade cannot distinguish between good and evil. Whenever the Nine Heavens Jade is needed to save someone's life, it is always a life-for-life transaction. If he wants to save Xiao Zhuyi, he will have to give up a lot.
The lotus seeds before the Buddha contain compassionate divine power. Being both plants, they can be given to Xiao Zhuyi to regenerate her, turning the little peach blossom into a little lotus.
The lotus flower landed on Xiao Zhuyi's brow, absorbing all the remaining soul and blood essence from her body. Watching Xiao Zhuyi's corpse turn into dust before his eyes, Jiang Lin's heart ached beyond measure.
For the next hundred years or so, Jiang Lin traveled throughout the spirit world with everything related to Xiao Zhuyi.
He went to the Immortal Master of Weapons to work as a sweeping boy. The Immortal Master of Weapons instructed him to reforge the lantern hairpin carved from the Heavenly Water Divine Jade, and to integrate the broken Nine Heavens Mystic Jade and the small refined iron candlestick in front of the Buddha into the new hairpin, which became the new home of the candle spirit. Jiang Lin gave it a nice name: the Heart-Seeking Brahma Lamp.
In one of the thirty million mortal worlds, a highly accomplished monk once wrote: "I once worried that too much affection would harm my spiritual practice, but entering the mountains, I feared leaving behind the beauty of the city."
These lines of poetry, filled with such a dilemma of love and duty, always break Jiang Lin's heart whenever he reads them.
Where in this world can I find a way to have it all, so that I can meet the one I love?
He carried the Brahma lamp and traveled to every corner of the spirit world to reunite his wife's soul. The Brahma lamp flickered with a warm light, dispelling the cold night. Whenever winter snow came, Jiang Lin would find a secluded mountain cave to hibernate.
His thick, long snake tail coiled up, and throughout the snowy winter day, many small demonic snakes gathered around him.
Lan Dian Snake Lord led the entire Demon Snake Clan in offering their most precious blessings. Jiang Lin infused those blessings and wishes into the Brahma Lamp, gradually making the lamp more exquisite and spiritual.
The Serpent Clan became Jiang Lin's second home.
As winter passed, Jiang Lin searched for the corpses or remnants of souls of the cultivators who had been slaughtered by the old patriarch of the Demon Serpent Clan, and performed rituals to help them find peace.
He has weathered many storms and snows, and his half-human, half-snake appearance has earned him a lot of disdain and ridicule, but so what?
On the endless, deep blue coastline, before him, the moon hung coldly and lonely over the sea. Jiang Lin could no longer remember how long he had lived like this alone.
The Buddhist lamp in his hand was becoming increasingly exquisite, and its light illuminated his cool and aloof face, making him appear more serious and imposing than before.
I've heard that a group of kind and simple-hearted mermaids live in the endless sea. They are skilled at weaving beautiful mermaid silk from sunlight and moonlight. The mermaid pearls they shed when they are moved to tears are even more spiritual. I'm sure Yi'er will love the glittering mermaid pearls.
More importantly, he wanted to nurture Yi'er's soul in the deep sea with the Buddha Lotus, and then send half of Yi'er's soul and the Buddha Lotus seed to the small world to undergo tribulation. In this way, Yi'er could better refine the Buddha Lotus seed into a part of herself, and when she returned, she would have an even more magical talent.
The little girl's complaints during her training still seemed to echo in his ears: "Brother Jiang Lin, this spell is too difficult. I don't want to learn it. I feel like the other little monks learn things so quickly. Am I a little stupid and don't have any talent?"
Jiang Lin smiled, pulling himself out of his reverie. He knew that Yi'er's so-called talent was just an excuse she made for herself. This time, he found some wonderful things for her and would see what excuse she would use to not cultivate properly in the future.
He obtained a divine thread of destiny from the Goddess of Red Paper, binding himself with the Buddha Lotus Seed, so that they would meet again in a place where flowers bloom in abundance in their next life.
The little black snake flicked its tongue and swept it all over Zhu Yi's face.
Zhu Yi could feel the glistening tears on her face.
All the myriad doubts in my heart were resolved; it turned out that my transmigration to the world of cultivation was not a coincidence.
She was originally from here; Jiang Lin had traded everything to have her in this life.
Life is but a dream, so was her relationship with her grandfather in her past life also a dream?
She died suddenly on an ordinary night. After she passed away, are her family in the small world doing well?
"Hiss!" Zhu Yi imitated the snake's hiss at the little black snake, her heart filled with indescribable emotions. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should feel sorry for Jiang Lin or for her family in the little world.
Both sides are very concerned.
Zhu Yi suddenly had a whimsical idea. She tapped the little black snake's head and said with a smile, "Is it possible that once my cultivation level is high enough, I can travel between different worlds? Just like Jiang Lin, who opened a passage to a small world at the bottom of the Endless Sea and sent the Buddha Lotus Seed to be reborn, there must be a path to reach it!"
She suddenly found a perfect motivation for her to work hard to cultivate immortality.
The little black snake hesitated, but Zhu Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if Su Linyuan is a snake in this life, I won't care. Actually, he's very handsome. I'm thinking of trying to get to know him better."
The short, chubby little tail wagged happily. Zhu Yi knew that this was how happy the little black snake looked. She added, "I can't keep seeing him through the lens of my past life. Two young people together need to take things slowly and observe each other."
The little black snake was unhappy, so it tucked its tail away and transformed into a thin red rope that wrapped around Zhu Yi's wrist, even tying a cute little bow as decoration.
Zhu Yi almost laughed. Looking closely, she felt that the red thread on her wrist was even redder than the one Xue Shan had tied for her in the Immortal Peach Secret Realm. With her spiritual energy circulating, the small bow transformed into a little red butterfly to guide Zhu Yi.
See? Both are divine threads of fate, but the red thread from the spirit world has more celestial energy than the one from the cultivation world, and it can even take human form. If she has the chance to return to the spirit world, she wants to pay a proper visit to Abbot Xuan Kong and Monk Jiu Jiu.
Xiao Hong led Zhu Yi out of the dream of her past life. When Zhu Yi woke up, she was lying in the bedroom of Peach Blossom Pavilion, with Jin Bao sitting next to her on a small couch.
Zhu Yi stood up, her whole body sore and weak, as if she had been rolled over by a wheel. A red light flashed twice, and a lifelike red butterfly-shaped mark appeared on the inside of her wrist, exactly the same as in her dream.
"Woof!" Jinbao wagged its tail happily as it checked on Zhu Yi. Good, she's recovering very well. Hurry up and go to the kitchen to make something for Zhaocai to eat!
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