Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1917 Cause and Effect
Repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred.

In this life, how many people will we meet, and how many will we become entangled with?

Many people, whom Liu Qinghuan had forgotten who they were, and couldn't even remember their names, appeared at this moment.

He blinked and saw countless lines of cause and effect appear, one end of which was himself, and the other end of which was the person with whom he had a karmic connection.

The colors of the lines also vary, ranging from grayish-white to jet black. The darker the color, the stronger the causal relationship with it.

A thread as thick as a finger passed by his hand, and a tall, strong tree-man appeared in a blurry form. It was the dream-soul tree spirit that he had just drained and wiped clean, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced at him.

But after taking only a few steps, it was surrounded and could barely move.

Liu Qinghuan asked himself honestly, and realized that along the way, he had helped and saved far more people than he had killed.

He once ventured alone into the demon realm and fought against the demon god.

He also once single-handedly mended the heavens and sealed the cracks in space.

He has repeatedly used his status as the chosen one of the Nine Heavenly Lords to guide countless wronged souls to a better life.

He doesn't kill innocent people, and when he does, he often leaves them a chance to live, even though they usually won't appreciate it and it won't change the fact that it's a fight to the death.

He was pure of heart and desires, and maintained a clean and virtuous character. He had only one Daoist partner from beginning to end, and had no entanglements or emotional debts.

He was strict yet gentle in managing his subordinates. Although he did not interfere in administrative affairs, the Wen Shi faction rarely acted arrogantly or bullied others under his control.

Asking about cause and effect, judging cause and effect—he is the judge who holds the reins of cause and effect, so why should he fear the calamities of cause and effect!

Liu Qinghuan endured the baptism of heavenly tribulation lightning, holding the Book of Cause and Effect in one hand and using the other to trace the karmic threads beside her—

"All those I have killed in my life were formidable enemies, and you are just one of them."

Sensing the contempt in Liu Qinghuan's words, the tree-man roared angrily, waving its branches to scatter the many figures in front of it and forcefully break through the encirclement!

In response, Liu Qinghuan merely lowered her eyelids slightly, her fingertips rippling outwards, severing the causal thread connecting them!
"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, let us not cause any more trouble..."

With a soft "bang," it sounded like an avalanche, a ground-shattering explosion, and a roaring tsunami!
The tall tree-man shuddered and then slowly dissipated like melting snow.

Liu Qinghuan didn't give it a second glance, her gaze fixed on the Book of Cause and Effect in her left hand.

Above it, a few lines of text recorded his brief but intense battle with the Dream Soul Tree, which gradually disappeared as the line broke.

Liu Qinghuan turned to the next page with satisfaction, then picked up the threads of cause and effect around her one by one, severing them one by one...

It may seem easy, but in reality, every move requires manipulating extremely powerful laws.

For most cultivators who do not follow the path of cause and effect, advancing to the seventh level of Mahayana, the Tribulation of Cause and Effect, will be an extremely difficult hurdle.

Good and evil are clearly defined, and cause and effect are inextricably intertwined.

Everyone tries their best to defend themselves, either by feigning that they have a clear conscience or by openly admitting their wrongdoing.

But whether it's pretense or honesty, nothing can be hidden from the will of Heaven, and both will be settled in the cycle of cause and effect.

Therefore, this calamity is especially difficult for those on the demonic path, and many perish here.

However, many people feel that the illusory tribulations are more difficult to overcome, since the seven emotions and six desires are the hardest to sever.

These two tribulations, one severing all love and affection, and the other settling all karmic ties, have now descended upon Liu Qinghuan.

Another deafening roar resounded, as if a huge hole had been torn open in the two layers of sky above, revealing a thick, crimson bolt of lightning that ripped through the dark night.

The numerous figures churning in the clouds did not dissipate amidst the violent fury of thunder; instead, they gave rise to even more eerie shadows.

A traveler, amidst a thousand miles of wind and rain, grieves for his journey.
My dreams are shattered, and I laugh at the vast emptiness of the night.

Thunderbolts fell from the Thirty-Three Heavens.
The world was turned upside down, and layers of clouds splashed with cold light.

If Heaven had feelings, it too would grow old.
The true path of humanity is fraught with vicissitudes.

Liu Qinghuan felt a long-lost hunger; his empty stomach rumbled loudly, making it impossible for him to continue sleeping. Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was the large hole in the roof, through which a biting wind howled.

With the help of the faint starlight, he could barely make out his surroundings.

A dilapidated hut, with two wooden planks leaning against the wall to serve as a door, and several piles of dirty straw on the ground. Breathing sounds could be heard coming from inside, one of which was very close to him, right next to his ear.

There's someone behind them.

His long-standing habit of caution prevented him from taking immediate action, and the current situation left him even more confused.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?

My mind was a complete blank; I couldn't remember anything, yet I knew for certain that something was wrong.

Until his hand touched something hard, all his memories came rushing back.

He remembered everything and understood his situation.

This is the dilapidated temple where he lived in his youth, and behind him is Old Man Liu, who depended on him for survival.

The meridians in my body are empty, and I can't feel any fluctuations of magical power.

Hungry, cold.

Weak and powerless.

Liu Qinghuan sighed and laughed: This tribulation is quite good at choosing its targets, as it has dug up such distant memories of his.

He has cultivated for thousands of years, while Old Man Liu has been dead for thousands of years, and may have reincarnated dozens of times in the mortal world.

But he did have some regrets.

Back then, when Old Man Liu was seriously ill, it coincided with war and famine. He didn't even have time to collect the body before he hurriedly embarked on a journey of escape.

However, the Heavenly Tribulation probably didn't expect that he would bring in the Primordial Spirit Artifact, the Book of Cause and Effect, and regain his memories.

However, lacking magical power, when he opened the Book of Cause and Effect, it was completely blank.

He couldn't tell whether he was in an illusion or undergoing some strange test from the heavens.

Liu Qinghuan decided to follow her heart.

So he got up, put the book of cause and effect into his pocket, covered the sleeping old man Liu with the tattered quilt and straw, and walked towards the door.

Gently slide the door open, and outside lies the tranquil night of Lin'an City, with the chill of winter creeping in.

A few months later, in the spring of that year, war would sweep through this border town, followed by drought.

The fertile fields stretch for thousands of miles but are devoid of greenery, and the people suffer greatly and live in misery.

He looked at his thin arms and legs, then touched his hungry stomach, and decided to solve the immediate problem first.

Walking on the unfamiliar streets, the shops on both sides were closed, and there wasn't a single light in sight.

However, Lin'an City is located on the border between the two countries, with many merchants coming and going. Also, because it is situated on the border of the Hengwu Mountains, many people go into the mountains to hunt wild animals, so the city is full of taverns and inns.

He quickly found a grand-looking inn. Although he was very thin now, his thousands of years of experience were not for nothing. Even without magic, he still had his skills honed through countless trials.

Therefore, he easily used the leverage to climb over into the backyard of the inn and began to look for the kitchen.

But he hadn't gone far when he heard voices ahead, and he quickly hid behind a tree.

Several people turned the corner of the corridor, all wearing matching red martial arts uniforms.

Liu Qinghuan raised an eyebrow: A disciple of the Shaoyang Sect?

One of them asked, "Have you decided whether you're going to the Immortal Curtain in half a month?"