570: Chapter 104 The Deceased 570: Chapter 104 The Deceased “Cause…
Effect…”
Xie Xuanyi stood amidst the heavy snowfall in Pingzhi City, watching the snow blanket the Taoist’s white robes.
So it turns out.
The name “Chu Guo”…
came about this way.
Lu Yuzhen had visited this place ten years earlier and had seen “Chu Guo”.
However, based on Xie Xuanyi’s understanding of him, this guy wouldn’t have come all this way simply to take a quick look.
Indeed, next, Lu Yuzhen didn’t just leave.
Instead, he stood before the doorway, engaging in intermittent conversation with Zheng Fengsheng.
“Although I don’t know why, the name is indeed quite good.”
After a moment of contemplation, Zheng Fengsheng decided to name the infant in the swaddle Chu Guo, then curiously asked, “Immortal Master, even a divine personage such as yourself has to rely on alms-seeking for a livelihood in these chaotic times?”
Lu Yuzhen replied with a smile, “This is a form of cultivation.”
“Cultivation?”
Confused, Zheng Fengsheng continued to inquire, “Then, those monks who beg for alms, are they also cultivating?”
“We are not the same.”
“They are like wild grass, begging everywhere, seeking a drop of dew to save their lives.”
“I…
seek cause and effect.”
Lu Yuzhen extended a finger, pointing first to the heavens, then to the earth: “The least valuable thing in this world is wild grass.
Even if scorched by wildfire, with a gust of spring breeze, it sprouts back up all over.
As I mentioned earlier, cultivation is like spring plowing and autumn harvesting.
Taking the easy causes and effects for one’s cultivation is neither beneficial nor should it be cultivated.
To cultivate is to pursue the Path to Heaven…
But unfortunately, the Path to Heaven is not so easily tread.”
This was the first time Zheng Fengsheng had encountered such a Taoist.
Humble in words, yet brimming with boundless arrogance in his bones.
If he was arrogant, his every move, however, was restrained with powerful energy.
The two conversed for a short time.
As the snowstorm outside grew stronger, Zheng Fengsheng offered, “Taoist, would you like to come in and sit?”
“Sitting is not necessary.”
Slowly opening his palm, Lu Yuzhen looked at the copper coin in his hand with a smile, saying, “Today’s journey is already perfect.
The seeds of cause and effect have been sown, just waiting to take root and sprout…
If I were to enter your house, the balance of cause and effect would be upset.”
Zheng Fengsheng listened somewhat blankly, not understanding.
He could only stand at the doorway.
Watching the white-robed Taoist turn away without a backward glance, waving his hand from afar.
This parting…
would last for ten years.
…
…
Xie Xuanyi had never before shown such a cold expression.
Zheng Fengsheng closed the door.
But this fragmented memory did not end there.
Undying Spring Water Vapor spread in the Divine Sea, sustaining the illusory heavy snow; Xie Xuanyi watched the white-robed Taoist leave the ancestral home of Pingzhi City, then head toward his own direction.
Zheng Fengsheng’s figure disappeared into the heavy snow, and Lu Yuzhen’s gaze left the scene from ten years ago, falling upon “himself.”
He stood at the end of the snowstorm.
At this moment, with the falling snow blurring the boundary, reality and Illusion became indistinguishably intertwined.
Xie Xuanyi saw the white-robed Taoist suddenly waved his hand; at a glance, it seemed to be a farewell to Zheng Fengsheng, but from his own perspective, the gesture was directed toward himself.
“Zheng Fengsheng should be a dead man.”
With his hands clasped behind his back, Lu Yuzhen spoke slowly into the void before him.
This should be a scene from ten years ago.
Ten years earlier.
There was no one where his gaze lay.
The words he spoke should not have been heard by anyone.
Because of the “Undying Spring,” the cause and effect separated by ten years became intertwined at this moment.
“He should have hanged himself in the ancestral house.”
“Or perhaps drowned in the snow during the chaos and famine.”
“The words ‘life and death’ are the most inviolable law of heaven and earth.”
Lu Yuzhen stated lightly.
“Even with the Undying Spring…
there are no exceptions.”
With a hint of sorrow, he slowly extended his palm, the surface of the copper coin already misted with vapor.
Xie Xuanyi knew.
Lu Yuzhen had many Undying Springs in his hand, but he hadn’t expected that Lu Yuzhen would be so generous, even willing to bestow the protection of the Undying Spring on a mere mortal.
“I’ve extended his life by ten years.”
Lu Yuzhen suddenly smiled, saying, “A person like him shouldn’t die like that…
I think he should die at the right time.
What do you think?”
As the last four words were spoken.
Xie Xuanyi’s hair stood on end, staring incredulously at the Taoist before him.
So, this wasn’t at all a casual monologue, but a deliberately planned conversation across the void?!
Was Lu Yuzhen truly speaking with him?!
“Whoosh.”
The snowstorm intensified, Lu Yuzhen walked into the edge of the storm, melting into this piece of memory.
…
…
Xie Xuanyi’s Divine Thought congealed into a human form, hovering over the Purple Mansion above Zheng Fengsheng.
He silently scrutinized the old man’s soul.
So, the real fatal wound…
Was it the knife wound during the eruption of mayhem in Pingzhi City?
It seemed not.
A knife wound does not change the destiny line.
Unless, his destiny line was meant to be like this all along.
In that “visit” ten years ago, Lu Yuzhen had thoughtfully altered Zheng Fengsheng’s destiny with Undying Spring.
This was a man who should have died and was mistakenly granted an extra ten years.
The knife wound he received during the chaos was destined, as his destiny line was gradually reverting to its original state.
Even if Pingzhi City remained peaceful, his destiny line would inevitably fracture.
Lu Yuzhen did all these…
seemingly with only one purpose.
To let Zheng Fengsheng die later.
More precisely, to let him “die” at the time Lu Yuzhen deemed proper.
Now.
At this moment.
In front of himself.
“Xie Zhen.
Have you seen it all?”
Above the Purple Mansion, a hoarse voice echoed.