"Saints don't enter reincarnation?"
Chen Kuang blinked. He had indeed never heard of this statement.
Judging from Huo Hengxuan's tone, this seemed like some kind of common sense that everyone knew.
However, the original body was either practicing the piano or working every day, and had no time to pay attention to the anecdotes of these practitioners, so naturally he knew very little about it.
However, what he was more concerned about at the moment was Huo Hengxuan in front of him. Why did he appear here?
Is this Huo Hengxuan the real Huo Hengxuan?
Huo Hengxuan patted the mud beside him and said with a smile:
"Come here, I'll explain it to you in detail. This is a matter of great importance. If you misunderstand even a single word, you'll be doomed."
Chen Kuang stood still, staring at him and asked:
"How serious is it?"
It was no wonder he was suspicious. The Huo Hengxuan before him was completely different from when they parted. There were no wounds on his body, and his old face showed no trace of dejection. He even looked energetic.
Wearing a burly golden armor, he sits there casually yet exudes a sense of majesty without even getting angry. He is clearly a peerless veteran and a pillar of the country.
He was completely different from the somewhat rogue old ruffian he knew in prison, and was extremely unfamiliar.
Huo Hengxuan noticed his vigilance and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
After a while, he sighed.
"Alas, I'm old now. It turns out that I can't fool a cunning brat like you."
Chen Kuang said with a fake smile: "Who can you fool with your poor acting skills?"
To be honest, he felt that Huo Hengxuan might have done it on purpose.
Letting him come so close so suddenly was like a trick.
After all, considering the scheming that this old bitch had shown before, it didn't make sense for him to have such poor acting skills. It was as if she was deliberately trying to let him see through her.
But it's also possible that the person opposite isn't Huo Hengxuan at all...
He was not polite at all, but Huo Hengxuan didn't mind his sarcasm.
The old man looked at him and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Everything in the world is in the cycle of reincarnation. Grass flourishes when it grows and withers when it dies, but its spirit never dissipates between heaven and earth."
"Some ascend to heaven, some sink to earth. After the cycle of reincarnation, it is like entering the furnace of yin and yang, the millstone of heaven and earth. After death, it is reborn and is created again in the spiritual wisdom of all things."
“As it is with the grass, so it is with man.”
Chen Kuang thought for a moment, narrowed his eyes and said:
"The spirit did not dissipate, but became a part of everything in the world in various forms. Is this reincarnation?"
This is easy to understand, it’s the law of conservation of matter.
The human soul is not judged completely and then reincarnated as in the legends of previous lives, but it falls apart at the moment of death.
Chen Kuang couldn't help but think, what about himself?
What does it mean that I came from another world and merged with my original body?
Chen Kuang had a hunch that he would have to find the answer to this question himself... and it might take a very long time.
However, if that's the case, then the meaning of saints not entering the cycle of reincarnation should be...
"This is the reincarnation of ordinary people, also known as the 'boundless sea of suffering.' A saint is someone who has crossed the sea of suffering."
"The spirit will not disperse, the soul will not be destroyed."
Huo Hengxuan said, "Once you become a saint, you will not be subject to the cycle of reincarnation and will not suffer its pain. You can return to the world as a complete 'self'."
When Chen Kuang heard this, he felt a chill down his spine.
He took a deep breath: "That is to say..."
"The Liang Kingdom's ancestors, Dong Huang, are not dead?"
Chen Kuang looked at Huo Hengxuan: "Like you are now?"
Huo Hengxuan shook his head: "I can only be considered a half-baked saint. Saying that I will not enter the cycle of reincarnation is just flattering myself. What is before you right now is just the last wisp of my spirit left."
He raised his eyes to glance at Chen Kuang and chuckled: "At best, I can only scare you."
Chen Kuang twitched his lips.
It’s back, it’s back, that feeling of a hard fist is back.
Did you do that on purpose just to scare me?
But when he opened his mouth, he couldn't come up with anything sarcastic to say.
Without Huo Hengxuan saying anything, Chen Kuang had already noticed something unusual - the golden armor on the old man's body had begun to rust.
The golden armor will naturally not rust, it is his soul that can no longer hold on.
Huo Hengxuan suppressed his smile and said, "If the three of us survived, that would be a good thing."
"But unfortunately, both I and that Old Ancestor Su were forced to improve our cultivation, and the old ancestor fought to the death and voluntarily destroyed his soul and fell with the stars."
“Although I have managed to retain a trace of my spirit, I will soon be reborn into the cycle of reincarnation.”
"Only the True Saint Donghuang has transcended the cycle of reincarnation. Perhaps in a few years, he will return to the human world and ascend to the shore of Taoism again."
Chen Kuang twitched his lips and said, "Several years? How many years?"
Huo Hengxuan said, "It will only be faster, not slower. It depends on how long Ji Chengtian takes to find the reincarnation of the Eastern Emperor. If we use all the resources of the Zhou Kingdom to train him, it will take at most five years."
He looked at Chen Kuang, who had a wonderful expression, and said with a half-smile: "Why, are you scared?"
Chen Kuang had no expression on his face: "I'm afraid. I'm afraid that before he comes back, I'll be killed by the people of the Three Tribulations Sect. I'm afraid that he won't be able to find me even if he wants to."
Huo Hengxuan laughed heartily, and said jokingly:
"I thought you were fearless, but why aren't you willing to gamble on becoming a saint in five years?"
Chen Kuang was speechless: "Even gambling requires a basic probability."
How could this old bastard dream even more than a time traveler like him...
Become a saint in five years?
Even Xiao Yan came and didn’t dare to say that!
Huo Hengxuan looked at him for a long time, and seeing that he was uncomfortable, he spoke softly:
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