This is of course impermanence.
It’s not the first time Nuannuan has heard the name “Dongming”, but whenever it is mentioned, every time I feel that everything is impermanent and weird, it makes Nuannuan feel a little awkward, to put it bluntly, he is jealous!
There is also the birthmark on Nuan Nuan's back, Baili Wuchang is always vague, Nuan Nuan is so curious that he really wants to know what's going on.
Nuannuan didn't say anything, but Fan Liangda chuckled and said, "It seems Nuannuan really wants to know."
The story that Fan Liangda wants to tell needs to start from a long time ago...
Since ancient times, there have been two extremes of good fortune, disaster, light and darkness. It seems to be a natural law that people yearn for light and hate darkness, yearn for good life and hate disaster. But it has to be said that sometimes disasters and wars are catalysts for civilization and development. It is not unreasonable to live in sorrow and die in peace.
Light and darkness, like water and fire, are opposite and extremely repulsive to each other, but sometimes they merge together inexplicably, making it incomprehensible and inseparable.
"It's like you and the youngest." Fan Liangda looked at Wen Nuan with complicated eyes.
Nuan Nuan didn't understand for a while, and asked subconsciously: "What do you mean?"
Baili Wuchang frowned. To be honest, although he knew Wen Nuan before and the two had a close relationship, there were some things that he really didn't know.
Fan Liangda didn't mince words and said, "The predecessors of you and the youngest are both cave grasses. And they are twin cave grasses."
Nuan Nuan and Lao Yao were originally just ordinary Twin-Cave Underworld Grasses, but they are not so ordinary, after all, the people who planted them are not ordinary.
The person who inadvertently planted them was Fan Liangda's master, who was also Tang Po's ancestor.
Tang Cui had never met Shizu, but he heard that Shizu was a very powerful figure, already at the legendary level, like a mountain that could not be climbed and surpassed.
Master Ancestor planted the seeds of the Underworld Cave Grass by accident, and a pair of Underworld Cave Grass grew out, which seemed to be full of vigor and vitality.
At first, it was just two more grasses in the courtyard, and no one would care. The two cave grasses are far less beautiful and eye-catching than those flowers, and no one specially watered and fertilized them, but the two cave grasses did not dare to neglect their growth.
Then one day, the master had a dream about the cave grass, dreaming of the distant future...
Tang Cui was startled when he heard that, he glanced at Gu Liang beside him, and said, "Does the ancestor have a sixth sense?"
Fan Liangda nodded and said, "It's similar to Gu Liang's sixth sense, but Master's ability can be used naturally."
Gu Liang is troubled by the sixth sense, but Fan Liangda's master is different. He can peek into the future as he likes, and he is not afraid of this ability. Of course, this way of revealing the secrets of the heavens is extremely exhausting.
In the dream, the master saw a vision of a prophet, the two cave grasses gradually grew up, growing from a humble grass, slowly, slowly out of control, and became unexpected .
It turns out that of the twin cave grasses, one represents light and longevity, and the other represents darkness and disaster.
It seems to be predestined, the cave grass, which symbolizes disaster, will confuse the world and cause sorrow to spread. And the only thing that can get rid of this disaster is the other twin Cave Grass.
Tang Cui was scratching his head when he heard it. According to Fan Liangda's words, Wen Nuan and Lao Yao are two cave grasses, so one of them definitely represents disaster and the other represents good fortune. So warm and the youngest, who is the disaster and who is the blessing
In fact, Nuan Nuan also had such a question in his heart at this time, and at the same time, his heart throbbed inexplicably.
Although he forgot everything before, but for some reason, he felt a strange feeling that he was about to break out of the ground.
"I know what you want to ask." Fan Liang shook his head and said, "But I can't answer you."
Baili Wuchang frowned, and Tang Cui said first, "What's going on? Why can't I understand."
Fan Liangda explained: "I don't know who is a disaster and who is a blessing."
"Ah?" Tang Cui was stunned. Fan Liang didn't know, so who would know
Fan Liangda continued: "Although the master foresaw the future, at that time, the two cave grasses were too small, and they had no practice at all, so it was impossible to determine who was a disaster and who was a blessing. But..."
But no matter what, as long as they grow up, the foreseeable loss of life will become a reality...
"So Master made a decision." Fan Liangda said: "Master decided, before they grow up, destroy them together, regardless of disasters or blessings... If they are destroyed together, there will be no future problems. disaster."
"Gaba—"
When Fan Liangda said this, Baili Wuchang's fists rattled immediately.
Nuan Nuan listened, and suddenly raised his hand to support his shoulder, only to feel a sharp pain in his back, a feeling of being burned by a fire.
I heard Fan Liangda continue to say: "Master said that it is worth sacrificing one or two lives in order to prevent the disaster from sweeping all sentient beings."
Afterwards, Fan Liangda's master dug out the two cave grasses in the courtyard, dug up the roots, and threw them into the alchemy furnace to burn and destroy them.
"Ho—"
Wen Nuan suddenly gasped, and pressed his fingers on his shoulders, his fingertips turned white. For some reason, his knees softened in an instant, and he knelt down on the ground with a "gudong".
"warmth!"
Baili Wuchang reached out to grab Nuan Nuan, hugged him in his arms, and said, "Nuan Nuan? What's wrong with you?"
Nuan Nuan reluctantly shook his head, but his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and it seemed that his back was in excruciating pain, which was so painful that he couldn't speak.
I felt a burning pain in my back, as if being burned by a fire. After hearing Fan Liangda's story, white lights flashed in his head. The white light suddenly turned into a red and blue flame, continuously raging and flying.
Fan Liangda looked down at Nuan Nuan and said, "The pattern on Nuan Nuan's back is not a birthmark, but a scar left by the flame."
Birthmarks that look like flower petals are actually just the beautification of flame scars...
On the youngest's back, there was a "birthmark" similar to Nuan Nuan's, which was also left by refining.
The master threw Nuannuan and the youngest into the flames to refine them, and finally refined them until there was nothing left, only a handful of ashes, and then divided the handful of ashes into two, took them down the mountain, and scattered them. In two different remote woods.
"That's it," Fan Liangda sighed: "Master thought that in this way, the foreseen disaster would be eliminated, and there would no longer be any Nether Grass representing good fortune or disaster, and everything would return to peace. …”
But the reality is quite different. Although the two stalks of cave grass have been crushed to ashes, who would have thought that their vitality is so tenacious, even if there is only a handful of ashes left, they will grow silently in the dark forest.
Because of the refinement of the furnace fire, the two stalks of cave grass condensed out the primordial spirit, with their own consciousness, and became different.
"warmth?!"
Baili Wuchang gave a low snort, his voice full of anxiety. The warmth in his arms suddenly tilted his head, and he passed out and lost consciousness.
"Warm?" Baili Wuchang called him, but he didn't respond at all.
Tang Cu and Gu Liang next to him were also taken aback, and immediately gathered around to check the situation.
"What's going on?" Tang Cui asked, "Why did you faint?"
Baili Wuchang held the warmth with one hand, his face was extremely ugly. Suddenly the sharp sword was raised, pointing at Fan Liangda.
Fan Liangda immediately stepped back five or six steps. Although the point of Baili Wuchang's sword hadn't touched him yet, the invisible sword energy was already approaching. He didn't want to be seriously injured by Baili Wuchang again.
Fan Liangda said: "Don't worry, Wen Nuan just fell asleep. He may have remembered the past, so he was a little tired."
Wen Nuan vaguely heard Baili Wuchang's call, but he was too tired, exhausted, and had no strength at all, unable to open his eyes, so he fell into a deep sleep.
However, even after falling asleep, Wen Nuan felt uneasy. He felt a burning sensation on his back, and a loud noise in his ears.
There was a raging fire scorching him, and the pain spread all over his body. But this is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing has always been human words.
Wen Nuan heard many voices coming from all around.
"He is a disaster!"
"In the future, I will definitely become the devil who will bring disaster to the Three Realms."
"If he doesn't die, thousands of innocent people will die."
"Even if he has never done anything now, he is a symbol of disaster in his bones."
"He is a disaster, and finally one day..."
When Wen Nuan opened her eyes, the moment she felt everything for the first time, the first sentence she heard was...
He is a disaster.
Nuan wanted to argue, but no one listened to him. There are only endless flames and endless pain around.
He felt extremely uncomfortable, but told himself that he could not die yet. If he is really dead, then these trumped-up charges will be condemned.
At the end of refining, Nuan Nuan lost consciousness, and he fell asleep for a long time in a daze. When I opened my eyes again, there was a strange grove around me.
He began to grow in the grove, day after day, only thinking of cultivating to become an adult as soon as possible, and then walking out of the woods, telling those who are talking to themselves that he is not a disaster, let alone a devil.
Finally, one day, during the warm days and nights of practice, he got rid of the appearance of the cave grass and cultivated the human form he had dreamed of. However, it is a pity that the traces of being burned by the fire on Nuan Nuan's back cannot be eliminated at all, and they are extremely clear.
No matter how many years have passed, and if he thinks about it inadvertently, Wen Nuan still feels a dull pain in the scar on his back, as if a flame continues to burn him, refusing to let him rest in peace.
When Wen Nuan took human form and walked out of the grove. The youngest who is thousands of miles away seems to be luckier than him. The youngest was rescued by a kind passerby...