Walking between heaven and earth, walking in the four seasons, walking in life.
Wang Baole just walked forward step by step. The further he walked, the more peaceful his heart became. The further he walked, the more peaceful his soul became. The further he walked, the deeper his eyes became.
Time is passing, the wind and snow have turned into wind and rain, the moon has replaced the sun, and the day has turned into night. In the cycle of each other, Wang Baole does not know how many territories he has walked through, how many domains he has walked through, how many mountains he has climbed, and how many mountains he has crossed. How many seas.
Until one day, he saw a bridge.
A vast, sky-shattering bridge appeared in front of him, as high as the sky.
The simple carvings, unknown runes, green-black bricks and stones, and the surrounding of an auspicious beast make this bridge seem to have been created by the universe itself. Although it is not exquisite, it is rugged and reveals an incomparable beauty. So domineering!
This breath rushed towards Wang Baole's face, making Wang Baole's heart roar as he stood in front of the bridge. At the same time, it also had a sense of vicissitudes of life, like the wind blowing from eternity ago, permeating all around Wang Baole, as if with a He dreamed back to ancient times, in the desolate wilderness, and felt the whirl of the lonely sound of the Qiang flute in the whine of the wind.
In the reverberation of the sobbing sound, in Wang Baole's eyes, figures seemed to appear on the bridge. Most of these figures were monks, and any one of them had cultivation fluctuations that shook the world. They... In different years , appeared on this bridge at different times, and walked towards this bridge.
"This is..." After a while, as the figures on the bridge in front of him gradually faded away, when the bridge reappeared in Wang Baole's eyes, a murmur came from his mouth.
"Treading on the Sky Bridge." The person who said these three words was not Wang Baole, but Wang Baole who appeared next to Wang Baole at some unknown time... Wang Baole.
Father Wang was dressed in white clothes, with white hair, and his eyes were calm. He looked up at the footbridge, and then looked at Wang Baole, who was greeting him with fists in his arms.
"Baole, are you ready to come here?"
Wang Baole thought for a while, shook his head, and spoke softly.
"Senior, please wait for me a little longer. This junior's Taoist aspirations and obsessions are still far from perfect."
"It doesn't matter, I'll wait for you here." Wang Fu glanced deeply at Wang Baole, nodded, and sat cross-legged in front of the bridge with his eyes closed.
Wang Baole bowed again, sat cross-legged in front of the bridge, raised his right hand, looked at the palm of his hand, looked at the human world inside, and slowly closed his eyes.
The soul returns to its hometown.
As a junior brother, if you receive kindness from your senior brother, you must repay the kindness. This is Wang Baole's intention and his principle.
Similarly, as a son of man, filial piety is of course important, so... In front of the overpass, Wang Baole's body remains here, and his soul has entered the human world in the palm of his hand, entered the world of stone tablets, entered the solar system, and entered The... Earth.
His parents are already old.
Although the catastrophe in the Stone Tablet World did not affect the Federation, the passage of time still took away the black hair of my parents and left them with wrinkles.
Wang Baole's return made the two old people very happy. As for Wang Baole's sister, she had already married and lived an ordinary life. Although Wang Baole's existence made them different from ordinary people, overall, they were happy.
Seeing his parents happy and his sister happy, Wang Baole also became happy.
Time passes slowly. In this stone monument world, on this earth, Wang Baole's return seems to have transformed into an ordinary mortal, accompanying his parents through the final journey of this life.
Day after day, the gray hair of my parents became more and more gray, until finally... They held Wang Baole's hand. With their father's emotion, their mother's instructions, and Wang Baole's soft comfort, slowly, the two of them... The old man closed his eyes.
Wang Baole did have a way to return to heaven. He could even let his parents live in the world of stone monuments forever in this life as much as possible. However, this proposal was declined by his parents. He felt their parents' wishes. … I just want to spend the rest of my life quietly, and then be reincarnated and start a new life.
Everyone needs to have the right to be independent in life. Even if he is a son, he should not impose his own wishes. In that case... it is not filial piety.
The mother's only request is that after reincarnation, she still becomes a lover with Wang Baole's father, experiences romance in different lives, and stays together in every life.
Regarding this request, Wang Baole's father was hesitant to speak when he was dying, but after being gouged out by his wife, he obediently closed his eyes.
This is not death, but a new journey, so we must not be sad, but need blessings.
Wang Baole still couldn't help it, there were tears in his eyes, but with a smile on his face, he personally painted the souls of his parents, determined their marriage, and sent them into reincarnation.
Just like when he sent it to his senior brother, after waiting for the next life of his parents to be born one after another, Wang Baole smiled softer when looking at them.
As for his sister, Wang Baole also left similar arrangements. How to decide depends on her.
After doing this, Wang Baole felt calmer. On this earth, he was walking in Misty City. It started to rain, and there were not many people on the streets.
The world looks a little hazy.
In this rain, in this haze, Wang Baole took one step at a time, until he was about to cross the road, he stopped, turned his head and looked behind him. At the street corner behind him, a beautiful figure stood there, holding a red hand. The striped umbrella, wearing a long white dress, is staring at herself.
The eyes met each other for three breaths. Wang Baole showed a smile on his face, cupped his fists and bowed deeply towards the figure.
Liying was silent, put away her umbrella, revealing Li Waner's pretty face, let the rain fall on her body, and bowed to Wang Baole from across the road in return, bowing.
After this bow, the two turned around and walked farther and farther away.
Wang Baole walked out of Piaomiao City and walked to Piaomiao Taoist Temple. In the mountains behind the Taoist Temple, there was a tree-lined path with peach blossoms in full bloom on both sides, which was very beautiful.
The rain seems to have stopped here, and I don't want to disturb it, but the wind is still coming, causing many petals to be blown away, surrounding a beautiful shadow, as if competing with it for its fragrance, unwilling to leave.
In this room filled with peach blossoms, Wang Baole walked over and looked at that innocent and pretty face. The memory of the past emerged, it was... Zhou Xiaoya.
"Do you want to say goodbye?" Zhou Xiaoya said softly.
"Yes." Wang Baole replied softly.
"I want to say goodbye." Zhou Xiaoya was silent and spoke loudly after a while.
Goodbye, see you again.
"Goodbye." Wang Baole smiled and nodded heavily. In the midst of the flying peach blossoms, without clasping his fists, he turned and walked away. He left the Piaomiao Taoist Temple and said goodbye to his master Lieyan Ancestor and other old friends. Finally, he came to a Mountain, this mountain is very beautiful, located in the polar region, filled with snow.
There are still snowflakes floating in the sky, crystal clear and sacred.
There is a wooden house on the top of the mountain. When the snow falls, when you look at it from a distance, it seems that the wooden house is dressed in a white wedding dress.
In the wooden house that looks like a wedding dress, there is a woman sitting cross-legged in meditation with a determined look on her face. It seems that spiritual practice is the eternal path in her life.
Her name is Zhao Yameng.
When Wang Baole came, Zhao Yameng opened her eyes, with a smile like a flower blooming on her beautiful face, and spoke softly.
"Baole, what is a Taoist companion?"
"The path of spiritual practice is lonely, and you need to have companions who join hands all the way to the end. They are also teachers, friends, and lovers, with relatives, affection, and thoughts." Wang Baole replied with a smile.
"Good." Zhao Yameng smiled, with an elegant smile and calm eyes.
"Good." Wang Baole smiled the same way and sat next to Zhao Yameng with his eyes closed.
When he opened it again, he was no longer on earth. Instead, his soul returned to Immortal Gang. Looking at Wang's father who was meditating under the bridge, Wang Baole's eyes were bright and he spoke softly.
"Senior, you've been waiting for a long time. Junior...is ready."
(End of chapter)