Zhou Xingdou was immediately filled with questions. The second part of the Ziwei Taihuang Scripture was in his bloodline?
This also made him suddenly recall that Zhou Wuji did not seem to have taught him the first part, but only touched his brow lightly, and the true meaning of the Ziwei Taihuang Scripture appeared in his mind.
Now it seems that his grandfather, Zhou Wuji, probably only helped him to develop his skills, rather than personally teaching him.
This also made Zhou Xingdou understand why he was unable to write the Ziwei Taihuang Scripture.
Because the Ziwei Taihuang Scripture is bestowed by bloodline, it is not a collection of written words or runes, but only an indescribable true meaning.
Fortunately, this prevented his Ziwei Taihuang Scripture from falling into Lin Fan's hands, allowing him to awaken to the truth sooner and be reborn.
Seeing Zhou Xingdou's sudden realization, Zhou Wuji felt a pang of self-reproach and sighed softly.
“Grandpa, I haven’t spent much time with you since you were little, nor have I taught you much.”
Stephen Chow didn't seem to have any particular feelings about it:
"It's not Grandpa's fault, I'm used to this kind of life."
He had never seen his parents since he was old enough to understand things. Fortunately, this was his second life. Although he was a bit crazy, he didn't cry and beg for his parents like other children.
His unusual maturity and quietness even made Qin Ming, who was taking care of Zhou Xingdou at the time, feel sorry for him because of his maturity.
Zhou Xingdou felt fortunate because he was an orphan in his previous life and had never experienced fatherly or motherly love. He had never seen the light, so how could he yearn for it?
Even Qin Ming rarely taught him. He couldn't understand if the explanation was too profound, and it was useless if it was too superficial. He wasn't cut out to be a teacher.
Later, he became a disciple of Tian Jiu'er of the Xuantian Dao Sect, but this did not actually improve the situation.
Tian Jiu'er's teaching method was simpler and more direct than Qin Ming's. She simply threw down a copy of the Sunset Sword Manual and then ignored everything else.
Zhou Xingdou had a terrible aptitude for swordsmanship, and the Luoxia Sword Manual was like a heavenly book to him. It could be said that after becoming Tian Jiu'er's disciple, he gained nothing except a beautiful master.
He has some of the most powerful backgrounds in the entire Primordial Realm, but so far, all his cultivation and Dao have been achieved through his own efforts, without receiving much instruction from others.
This also made him extremely stubborn in his previous life. Once he decided on Lin Fan, he went down a dark path without ever considering the gains or losses.
However, Stephen Chow never felt bitter. After all, compared to the hardship of his previous life, being born into the Chow family in this life was already an immense blessing. How could it be considered bitter?
It can be said to be a blessing that cannot be obtained even after a hundred lifetimes of cultivation.
Therefore, he never blamed anyone for it, nor did he harbor any resentment towards Zhou Wuji or his vanished parents.
Just as he said, he had long been used to this kind of life.
Zhou Xingdou unconsciously revealed a somewhat complicated smile, and murmured:
Compared to the masses, I am already incredibly fortunate, so what reason do I have to blame others?
Zhou Xingdou's words caused Zhou Wuji's imposing body, which was as steady as a pillar supporting the sky and suppressed the wailing of all the heavens, to tremble slightly at this moment.
To others, Zhou Wuji was the supreme and majestic head of the Zhou family, an unparalleled power that overshadowed all the heavens.
But now, in front of Stephen Chow, he has only one identity: grandfather, a relative and family member.
Everyone else thinks Zhou Xingdou is lucky, but he, as the grandfather, is the only one who doesn't.
People say that fatherly love is like a mountain, yet silent. Zhou Xingdou has never met his father, nor in his previous life, but he feels that his father's father, his grandfather, must have been the same.
It's always difficult for men to say such sentimental things to each other; even when it comes to life or death, they always seem to take it lightly.
Both Stephen Chow and Zhou Wuji had such people in their lives.
Zhou Wuji had a thousand words on the tip of his tongue, but in the end, they all turned into a soft sigh:
"You'll get used to it."
Having said that, Zhou Wuji's face was enveloped in a dazzling light, making him appear unappealing. He turned and walked out of the hall, his voice trembling slightly as he said:
"Let's go for a walk together. It's been a long time since my grandson and I have taken a stroll together."
Zhou Xingdou took Luo Hanyi's hand and followed closely behind Zhou Wuji, saying:
"Yes, the last time was when I was eight years old."
As Zhou Wuji stepped out of the palace, sunlight and starlight shone on his slightly aged face. Only then did Zhou Xingdou realize that his grandfather, who had not looked old before, had developed some wrinkles in just a few years.
This might be normal in an ordinary family, but the aged appearance on Zhou Wuji seemed rather unusual.
Zhou Xingdou even felt a sudden panic, his eyes widening in shock as he exclaimed:
"Grandpa, why..."
Zhou Wuji waved his hand, as if he knew what Zhou Xingdou was about to say, and interrupted him:
"Don't worry, your grandfather isn't nearing the end of his lifespan. He just used up a lot of energy recently and hasn't been able to recover yet."
Zhou Xingdou suddenly remembered something, a beam of immortal light flashed in his palm, and in an instant, the fragrance of medicine spread for thousands of miles, and a phoenix cry resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Suddenly, a medicinal herb resembling a divine phoenix appeared in Zhou Xingdou's palm.
It is the Divine Phoenix Elixir of Immortality!
This elixir of immortality was useless to Zhou Xingdou, so he kept it in the system's inventory.
Seeing his grandfather Zhou Wuji looking old, Zhou Xingdou panicked and immediately took out the elixir of immortality and handed it to Zhou Wuji.
Zhou Wuji shook his head and smiled:
"The Divine Phoenix Elixir of Immortality is indeed rare."
But after saying that, he pushed back the elixir of immortality that Zhou Xingdou offered and continued:
"Unfortunately, the elixir of immortality is useless to me. If you want it, there is a piece of it in the back mountain of the ancestral land."
These words sent a chill down Luo Hanyi's spine; this was an elixir of immortality!
Even emperors would fight for him, and supreme beings would bleed for him, yet Zhou Wuji dismissed them with a casual remark.
Furthermore, they said that the elixir of immortality was useless.
Even emperors can use elixirs of immortality to live another lifetime, and there is said to be a elixir of immortality on the back mountain.
Even Zhou Xingdou's lips twitched, because he really didn't know that his family was so wealthy that they didn't even care about the elixir of immortality. If he had known, he wouldn't have taken it out and made a fool of himself.
However, he was more concerned about Zhou Wuji's condition at the moment, and asked with some worry:
"Are you really alright?"
Zhou Wuji patted Zhou Xingdou's head, and seeing how worried his grandson was about him, he felt much happier and laughed heartily twice.
“My grandson is so sensible, how could I bear to die? I’m still waiting to hold my great-grandson.”
Zhou Wuji paused, looked up at the sky, and said in a slightly deep voice:
"Moreover, even if something happens to me, I will take all the ancient beings of the Primordial Realm with me, so that they will not hinder you."
In an instant, the heavens and earth roared because of Zhou Wuji's words, the stars in the sky trembled, the void solidified, and the Great Dao cried out in sorrow.
Seeing that his grandfather's imposing manner remained unchanged, Zhou Xingdou finally felt relieved and somewhat embarrassed as he put away the Divine Phoenix Elixir of Immortality.
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