Stealing the Secret from the Cover of Heaven

Chapter 580 Huang Yechu and the Sick

The moon is high in the sky, the night is gentle, the breeze is blowing gently, and there is peace on the plateau.

In a lonely courtyard, the lotus of Eternal Reincarnation sways in the pond, and the trees on the avenue are flourishing, casting shadows in the moonlight, as if the mysterious avenue runes are reflected on the earth, and there seems to be the sound of chanting.

Under the cover of night, a pale-faced man was playing the piano. He coughed from time to time, and faint traces of blood came out of his mouth.

On the rough grinding wheel not far away, there was still some tea foam that had not been cleaned up.

A small red clay stove was boiling tea. There were a few white petals in the tea, as if adding some color to the tea, and the refreshing fragrance wafted into the air.

The pale-faced man seemed to be holding on, waiting for the arrival of guests.

"Come on, sit down, would you like some tea?" Suddenly, the man spoke into the quiet night, as if he knew someone would come.

Without the passage of time or the change of time and space, three men with similar looks suddenly appeared in front of the patient.

It seemed that eternity did not exist in their eyes, and what came after eternity and what came before eternity seemed to be the same.

"Do you still remember us?" The three people who came to this peaceful courtyard seemed a little surprised, and looked curiously at the patient who was playing the piano and making tea.

"I have some impression. In the end, it was you three who saw me off and allowed me to completely disappear from this world. Thank you, and please have some tea." The patient seemed to be full of desire to completely disappear from this world.

Then he asked, "But why did you materialize me again?"

The visitors were none other than Emperor Huang Tian, ​​Emperor Ye Tian and Chu Feng, who had ascended the sacrificial road and completely ended the dark turmoil.

They came here to find the object of worship for the strange clan.

"Why are you sick? What's your past like? What happened?" The three Heavenly Emperors wanted to find the answer from this patient.

As beings above the Way of Sacrifice, various great principles, cause and effect, and time cannot influence their actions.

However, the three people looked extremely similar, which was enough to make them alert.

Especially after seeing this patient, the three of them seemed to be copied based on the patient's template, which made them feel full of doubts.

Logically speaking, Immortal Emperors (road-end level) all have their own unique appearance, and no one will gradually evolve towards the same face.

Even if they ascended the sacrificial road, they still could not change their true appearance.

There is no way to recreate their youthful looks.

If we want to find the answer to their convergent evolution, the only way is to look at this patient who influenced the direction of evolution of the universe after his death.

The patient seemed to know what they wanted to know, and said calmly: "In offering sacrifice to the Dao, I also offered sacrifice to the past, present, future, myself, the worlds, and everything outside of the Dao."

"I came from nothing and went back to something, from nothing to something, from something to nothing, and then from nothing to something again, and so on and so forth... and then I became ill. I have no past or future, and I don't even know who I am."

"How could a senior who has reached such a high level possibly get sick? Will we also get sick in the future?" Chu Feng asked.

"Every living thing will get sick. It doesn't matter how strong you are. The disease comes from within and no one can escape it." The patient said lightly, as if he was talking about an ordinary little thing.

“Senior, you cut off everything you had and forgot who you were. If possible, could you let us trace back and uncover that dusty history for you?” Emperor Huang Tian said.

"Actually, there is no need. What does it matter if you know, and what does it matter if you don't know. After all, you are just a person in the painting." The patient shook his head slightly, as if he was unwilling to recall the past.

"What do you mean, senior? Are we also the people in the painting?" Emperor Ye Tian's expression changed slightly, as if he recalled something.

On that ordinary morning, in a jewelry store on Earth, the owner lost his mind because of his and Pangbo's names.

It seemed that there had been a slight disturbance in the long river of time at that time, but as time passed, when he looked back at the glorious past, there were no traces of those disturbances.

It was as if the boss who disturbed the long river of time had completely disappeared from the long river of time.

It’s as if the long river of time has been reshaped.

Moreover, he could not even detect any signs of being reshaped, as if a being at the same level had concealed the truth.

"Senior, it seems that you are hiding something from us?" Emperor Huang Tian saw two cups of tea beside the small red clay stove. It seemed that someone had visited the patient here before they arrived.

"Sometimes, knowing is not necessarily a good thing. On the contrary, not knowing can help you live healthily." The patient seemed to have given up on himself. There was no urge to live at all in his expression.

It was as if being awakened from nothingness by Huang, Ye and Chu was an uncomfortable thing.

"Since you are unwilling to speak, please forgive me for being rude."

The three Heavenly Emperors attacked at the same time and tapped the patient's brows, wanting to learn the truth of the matter.

When they were about to see the truth, the patient's temperament suddenly changed and a majestic voice was heard.

"What do you want to do?"

In an instant, strange visions occurred frequently, as if an endless sea of ​​time was evaporated, the heavens and the ages were shattered, the great way was destroyed, the sea turned to dust, and only he was eternal.

However, when the patient saw the faces of the three people clearly, he suddenly sighed.

"It turns out that everything is destined."

At this moment, it was as if he had accepted his fate.

“Even if the fate of the people in the painting is reduced to nothingness, it will never disappear completely.”

It seemed as if the existence of Emperor Huang Tian, ​​Emperor Ye Tian, ​​and Chu Feng made the "nothingness" that he had been working so hard to pursue become a laughing stock.

Coming from nothingness and returning to nothingness, he does not want to leave any trace in the world and wants to escape the fate of the person in the painting.

Unfortunately, the person who finally took up the painting only needed a few strokes to freeze the traces of his existence forever on the canvas.

Matter, spirit, destiny, Tao, chaos, at this moment, all have lost their meaning and are nothing more than paints in the hands of the person holding the pen.

Even if he sacrificed everything, there would still be traces left.

Even copying and pasting, turning the trace of existence into three copies.

Perhaps this is what piracy means.

Even if the original painting has been burned, you can still see the beauty of the original painting from the pirated version.

"I don't want to leave any traces anymore. Why are you doing this?" The patient whispered, but allowed the three Heavenly Emperors to explore the truth on his body without any resistance.

Finally, the three Heavenly Emperors saw the patient’s past and witnessed his former glory.

It is a story more magnificent than their experiences, and a past more complicated than their love, hatred and vengeance.

The tragic songs, heroic deeds, darkness and turmoil, all that they have experienced, seem so pale and powerless compared to the patient's past.

Today, their wives, children, relatives and close friends are by their side.

However, the patient's relatives, friends, wife and children had already disappeared completely.

The limited information was filled with blood and chaos, filled with affection and love, filled with death and rebirth. Even though he had supernatural powers and could revive his deceased relatives and friends again and again, the original feeling of being moved disappeared between these births and deaths.

It made him realize that all this was just paint in the hands of the writer.

One day, the canvas will be repainted.

Even though he surpassed everyone and became the only one, he still couldn't hide the boredom in his heart.

Finally he understood, is the past that can be changed at will the real past?

Is a world that can be restarted repeatedly a real world?
The so-called Tao, the so-called cause and effect, the so-called time, if they are all real, then they cannot be changed.

After becoming the only one in eternity, he finally understood the meaning of his own existence.

That just doesn't make sense.

Since there is no meaning in living, why not disappear, completely disappear from this ancient history.

However, the appearance of Huang, Ye, and Chu made him realize that even if he wanted to disappear on his own initiative, he couldn't do it.

The writer needs him.

He is needed as the starting point to redraw a story of the eternal universe.

A gust of fresh breeze blew by, and the peaceful plateau seemed to be blown by a cold current of midwinter.

After the three Heavenly Emperors traced everything, their expressions became unsurprisingly solemn, and time and space seemed to have turned upside down at this moment.

All living beings in the heavens and the world seemed to become unreal at this moment.

"Alas, I have reminded you that the pursuit of truth is pointless."

When the patient spoke, the heavens and the world seemed to come alive again, time began to flow, the avenue revived, and the world solidified again.

In the peaceful night, with soft moonlight falling, the patient walked to the small red clay stove, poured out the remaining tea in the cup, and then brewed a new cup of tea for them.

"Have a cup of tea. Young people should be able to withstand more stress than an old man like me." The patient handed three cups of boiling hot tea to the three people.

"Gudong Gudong..."

The three Heavenly Emperors seemed not afraid of being scalded and drank the boiling hot tea in one gulp, as if they wanted to warm their freezing hearts.

"Senior, did you choose to sacrifice everything you have after discovering the truth?"

"Since you can see me, why bother asking this question?" Although the patient coughed from time to time, his expression was relaxed.

"Is our existence meaningless?" asked Emperor Huang Tian.

"Someone once told me that when you realize the meaning of your existence, you have actually transcended yourself. As for the final choice, it depends on you," said the patient.

"However, you look so similar to me, I don't think your future will be much different from my trajectory. In the end, you will be just another me." The patient looked up and down at Emperor Huang Tian and the other two, then smiled.

"Senior, can you tell us who you met before we came here?" Emperor Ye Tian asked after calming down.

"That's an interesting kid. He's one who knew from the beginning that he had mistakenly entered a painting drawn by someone else." The patient seemed to have thought of something funny and said in a good mood.

"Who is he?" Chu Feng asked.

"I can't tell you who he is. You need to find the answer by yourselves. Maybe when you see him, you will wake up from your current state of comfort." said the patient.

"Senior, is there really such a person?" Chu Feng asked.

In his life, he had never met anyone who made him feel out of place in the world.

The eyes of Emperor Huang Tian and Emperor Ye Tian lit up almost at the same time, as if they remembered who the person the patient was talking about.

"Now that you know the truth, please send me back to the abyss."

Finally, the patient spoke calmly to Emperor Huang Tian and the other two.

"Goodbye, senior." The three of them raised the teacups in their hands at the same time, gently clinked their cups with the patient's, and then displayed their magical powers.

In an instant, the endless universe was extinguished, the infinite primordial land dissipated, everything ceased to exist, all the worlds fell into complete darkness and sank into eternal damnation.

During this process, the patient slowly turned into a point of light and then disappeared in the courtyard. In the end, nothing was left.

Finally, Emperor Huang Tian, ​​Emperor Ye Tian, ​​and Chu Feng reappeared, but the scenery of the plateau had changed drastically.

The courtyard disappeared, the patient disappeared, and even the objects he had used disappeared without a trace.

Only the teacups in their hands and the teacup used by another person that the patient had placed on the tea tray were left.

The moonlight was like frost, the night was like water, but the three Heavenly Emperors no longer had the same mood as when they came.

The teacup was cold and the tea was bitter, as if it had been fermenting for endless years.

"Who is the person he is talking about?" Chu Feng then asked.

"The Taoist of Longevity." Emperor Huang Tian and Emperor Ye Tian said the name almost at the same time.

"Who is the Taoist of Longevity? Why have I never heard of this person's name, and even can't sense his existence?" Chu Feng asked curiously.

Logically speaking, at his level, nothing can escape his perception.

Even the existence of the sacrificial realm cannot hide from his perception.

Unless one sacrifices everything he has like the sick, there will be no trace left in the world.

"What do you think?" Emperor Huang Tian asked Emperor Ye Tian.

"You have to see the person first." Ye Fan said, trying hard to recall Li Zhi's past, but he could only recall Li Zhi's memories in the human world.

"What are you talking about?" Seeing Emperor Huang Tian and Ye Fan playing guessing games, Chu Feng suddenly felt as if he had missed something.

It was as if the person the patient was talking about had had interactions with Emperor Huang Tian and Emperor Ye Tian, ​​but had no connection with him.

"Let's go back first. This matter needs to be planned from the beginning." Ye Fan said.

"It's time to go back. I want to resurrect some people from the long river of time first to see if they understand the truth." Emperor Huang Tian nodded.

The two still didn't say what they were going to do.

Just like back then, the two of them conspired to attack the plateau together without bringing Chu Feng along.

Now he still doesn’t take Chu Feng to play.

It made Chu Feng feel that he was redundant.

(End of this chapter)