Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 391 I just don't have any talent, Mr. Er's life!
[You looked at the Second Master, who was like the moonlight, who destroyed his physical body, refined it, and only had a Yang spirit left.]

[This Yang God walks in the world, fearless of the scorching sun, the biting wind, the rumbling thunder, and the invasion of the five elements. ]

[In the moon-like Yang Shen, there are dots of golden light, which are like a rising sun, shining brightly but not dazzling.]

[Mr. Er is a young man with great demeanor, dressed in white, like a pear tree in the courtyard, with his hair tied up high, his black hair floating lightly in a ponytail, his eyebrows dotted with cinnabar and red jade, his sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, his eyes do not reveal any sharpness, only a calm and detached look.]

[The appearance of a Yang God is the state of the body that is fixed during cultivation. Judging from the appearance of Mr. Er, he must have already entered the Tenth Realm, so he looks like a young man.]

[The magician also had strange eyes. This was not the first time he had seen Mr. Er, who was already middle-aged, but it was the first time he had seen Mr. Er look like this.]

[Master Lianchi clasped his hands together and said with emotion, "I met you, Mr. An. It has been more than two decades since we last left the Buddhist sect."]

[The old monk's face showed a look of reminiscence, "Back then, the donor entered Buddhism with a sword and a person, and he also looked like this. He used a sword to ring the temple bell. The old monk was just a young novice under the master's seat, hiding behind the master and seeing this."]

[“When they met Donor An, the eighteen disciples of the Holy Sect did not even dare to attack before their swords were unsheathed, and they were defeated.”]

[“When we meet again, I am already the head of the temple. Facing the sword in your hand, I still dare not attack.”]

[Lian Chi was telling the truth. He did not feel the pressure of facing the Second Master even when facing the Master.]

[The shadow left by my youth is truly terrifying. That day, there was no chanting of sutras or reciting of Buddha's name in the Dongsheng Sect, only the sound of swords echoing.]

[Although Lianchi's mind is clear now, he still has a fearful look in his heart.]

[This kind of fight between Grandmasters is mainly a battle between momentum and state of mind. ]

[With a sense of timidity in his heart, the Lotus Pond, which was known as the best Vajra Realm in the world, also had a crack in its glass Arhat image. ]

[The cinnabar red jade between Mr. Er’s eyebrows suddenly shone, a little golden light appeared in his eyes, and he smiled: “So it’s you, the little monk.”]

[The magician and the others all knew that this second gentleman was already exhausted, his Yin spirit had dissipated, and his Yang spirit was without support. He was like a lone boat in the sea of ​​suffering, and could capsize at any time.]

[At this moment, it is just a flash of brilliance. In less than an hour, it will be destroyed and disappear into the world.]

【Go back!】

[But Mr. Er did not show any regret or worry on his face, and his expression was calm and peaceful.]

[The magician also said, "Second Master, it has been two decades since we last met."]

[“We passed each other on the grassland. Although Mr. Er did not reveal his name, I still remember his demeanor.”]

[Mr. Er briefly recalled, the cinnabar-gold light between his eyebrows lit up, "Oh, the demon kid who fled in despair that year was you."]

[Xu Jiangxian's face froze. He was already an elder of the Demon Sect when he was twenty years old. Seeing a swordsman in white on the grassland chopping down the clouds in the sky with one sword and causing a heavy spring rain, he was indeed frightened and immediately fled a hundred miles away.]

【Seeing the magician's expression, Lu Hua couldn't help but smile.】

[Although it was her first time meeting the Second Master of the Academy, she had already heard of his name: "Third True Heavenly Master Lu Hua, nice to meet you, Second Master."]

[Mr. Er looked at Lu Hua and praised, "The female celestial master is worthy of her reputation."]

[Lu Hua could not hide his pride. There were only a handful of people in the world who could be praised by Mr. Er.]

[She turned to look at Xie Guan, her eyebrows slightly raised.]

[Mr. Er's eyes fell on Xu Xian in the middle of the field and he smiled slightly, "Brother, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still as elegant as ever."]

[A trace of regret appeared on the master's face, and he sighed, "Yuan, I never thought that today's reunion would be the last time we see each other."]

[“If you keep your body, you can live a few more years. Why are you so determined?”]

[“Given your amazing talent, there is probably still hope.”]

[Mr. Er chuckled, a carefree look flashed in his eyes: "I've long been tired of that look. He's neither a human nor a ghost, why bother tying himself up?"]

[“When walking in the world, a man should not hide his true appearance!”]

[He changed the subject, "Brother, are you used to the Sui Dynasty?"]

Xu Xian replied: "The Great Sui and the Great Qi are the same. The world is so big, and everywhere is like this."

[A trace of regret flashed across the eyes of the Second Master, and he said softly, "It's a pity that although I have traveled all over the world, I have never been to the East China Sea like my senior brother and Master, and have never seen the huge waves that are like dark clouds pressing down on the sky."]

【Xu Xian looked gloomy and remained silent.】

[Mr. Er smiled lightly, with a hint of ridicule in his tone: "Brother, why do you have to look like that? When I read your travel notes, I was deeply moved."]

[“A real man should look up to the blue sea and down to the blue sky, and look up to the sun and the moon.”]

[“It was that lofty ambition that made me resolutely leave my homeland and head north to pursue the swordsmanship and martial arts in my heart.”]

[Mr. Er's gaze turned and fell on Xie Guan, with a hint of approval in his eyes.]

[“I have read your poems, they are very well written.”]

[“I’ve seen your handwriting, it’s even better than when I was young.”]

【Hearing this, Xie Guan bowed respectfully, “I am unworthy of this!”】

【Mr. Er smiled slightly and said in a gentle tone, "You deserve it."】

[The young man in white stood with his hands behind his back, the long sword in his hand, which was condensed by his spirit, had disappeared without a trace.]

[The river breeze blew past, and his black hair danced lightly in the wind, and his clothes fluttered. ]

[He slowly gathered up his wide white cuffs, looked solemn, bowed deeply to everyone, and slowly bowed down.]

【“Thank you all for coming today.”】

[“If the Master does not die, the world will be in great danger.”]

[“I was lucky enough to escape this cage.”]

[The Master heard this and turned his back to the crowd with a look of shame on his face.]

[The magician straightened his body slightly. ]

[Master Lianchi clasped his hands together and whispered, "Amitabha!"]

[Lu Hua replied with a solemn expression.]

【Xie Guan stood opposite the second gentleman and bowed slowly, his movements meticulously.】

[The young man in white saw this and the smile on his face became more obvious. His figure gradually became illusory and a faint golden light began to emanate from his body. Above his head, the energy of the three elements gathered.]

[Mr. Er changed the subject and asked slowly, "Do you know why I can't ascend to this world like Lu Chen, Huang Dao and others three thousand years ago?"]

[“Master, are you also trapped in this world?”]

【A puzzling question is raised. 】

[Your eyes move slightly, and you fall into deep thought.]

[After hearing this, the magician and the others all looked at Mr. Er. Regarding the matter of ascension, everyone had doubts in their hearts.]

[Mr. Er has already "opened the gate of heaven with his sword", and can be said to be the person who is closer to ascending to heaven than Master in the past three thousand years.]

[This is also the issue that they are most concerned about. ]

[Lu Hua bowed and asked: "Lu Hua is stupid, I hope you can teach me."]

[Mr. Er's voice floated gently along with the river breeze, carrying with it a hint of reminiscence and melancholy.]

[“When I was young, I learned some farm-style swordsmanship from the guard at home, and then I used it to roam the village. But after a few days, the master who taught me swordsmanship could not withstand a single blow from my sword.”]

[“After my father and mother died, I left my hometown and began to travel far away.”]

[“When I was seventeen, I saw two people fighting with swords. The sword energy was like a rainbow. I was moved and entered the seventh realm of martial arts.” [“After that, I reached one realm a year, and at the age of nineteen, I reached the ninth realm of martial arts.”]

[“I climbed a high mountain and saw the clouds and mist rising and falling. I realized the first sword skill - watching the clouds.”]

[“I stayed overnight in a deserted temple in the south, saw the ghost kingdom open up, and realized the second sword - killing ghosts.”]

[“Enter the Lake and comprehend the third sword—demon slaying!”]

[“Enter Buddhism and realize the fourth sword - extinction.”]

[“I stepped into the grassland of Changshengtian, saw the mighty wind, and realized the seventh sword - Wind Sound.”]

[“At the age of twenty-one, the Yuan Shen entered the Yang Shen realm.”]

[Mr. Er continued, "At the age of twenty-two, I saw a severe drought in Longxi Road, and with one strike of my sword, a rainstorm came. I saw children and old people laughing heartily, and the wind and rain fell into Jianmen. I realized the ninth sword."]

[“The Yang Spirit merged with the Martial Dao, giving birth to his true destiny, and entering the realm of the world’s great master.”]

[“The nine swords merge into one, severing the earthly world, which is the method of severing the cause and effect. The Master’s corpse is in Da Qi, and he can also sever the countless threads of cause and effect.”]

[Mr. Er smiled faintly, looking far away, "After so many years, I wonder if the pear tree in front of my hometown has bloomed?"]

[After hearing this, Lian Chi and the others were filled with regret and emotion.]

[A 22-year-old grandmaster who has condensed his own destiny, what a stunning talent! ]

[Everyone feels sorry for such a gifted person. ]

[The magician's eyes moved slightly. He had just given birth to his own destiny after sixty years, and at this moment his heart was also in turmoil.]

[“It’s a pity that three hundred years have passed and I’m still in the same place.”]

[Mr. Er’s voice continued, “I once thought that there was no chance of ascending to the sky in this world. If I were born three thousand years ago, I would have been able to break through the void like Lu Chen and Lu Yu.”]

[“In my life, I have disdained to be like the Master, who borrowed the laws of heaven and earth, swallowed up the luck of the people, and survived in the world.”]

[“It’s just that I was born at the wrong time. The time and place are not favorable to me. The sword in my hand rings on the wall every night.”]

[“This trace of regret and distress has been lingering in my heart until today.”]

[Mr. Er suddenly smiled, and it seemed as if pear blossoms were blooming on his handsome face. Although his figure became more and more ethereal, the golden light in his body became more and more dazzling.]

[His eyes were bright and his tone was clear, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.]

[“Today, I finally understand that I just… don’t have any talent!”]

[Everyone was stunned when they heard this, their eyes full of doubt, "No talent?"]

[Seems unbelievable! ]

[This answer was incomprehensible to everyone, and Mr. Da and Lu Hua showed the same confused expression on their faces.]

[Mr. Er, who conquers the world with one sword and opens the gates of heaven with his sword! ]

【What do you mean by no talent?! 】

[Mr. Er smiled, his tone calm but with a hint of self-mockery, "I used to wonder if it was Lu Yu and his companions who ascended to heaven and used up the good fortune of the human world for three thousand years."]

[“I am still unable to accomplish such a great feat like Lu Chen and leave behind a lineage of Taoism.”]

[“But I’ve never thought about whether my own talents are… not enough?”]

[In the last sentence, everyone heard a hint of disappointment and unwillingness in Mr. Er's tone.]

[Lu Hua couldn't help but speak, his tone firm: "If even your talent is not enough, who else in the world can ascend!"]

[Mr. Er looked up at the sky, his eyes piercing through the gate of heaven that was so weak that it was almost invisible.]

[He raised his slender fingers, as if gently grasping the towering door.]

[“This tenth sword was originally what I had in mind. I used it today and broke through the gate of heaven.”]

[“I just thought in my heart, I passed the gate of heaven but never entered!”]

[“I felt extremely happy, and all the shackles were removed. After besieging and killing the Master, the swordsman who had disappeared came back.]

[“It seems that I am just running out of energy and destiny is no longer in my hands.”]

[He sighed leisurely, with a tone of relief and helplessness.]

【"But!"】

[“What I meant by being on the edge of a thread is what I saw behind the gate of heaven—the deep, boundless, vast, and all-encompassing Dao.”]

[“My body is like a mayfly, yet I see the vast blue sky.”]

[“I thought I was just a hair’s breadth away, but it was actually a world away. It turns out that I have never truly entered the realm of ascension in my life, and have always been outside the threshold.”]

[“My Dao cannot be imprinted on this world, so the Heavenly Gate is only a moment.”]

[“It turns out that my talent is not enough.”]

【Mr. Er's last words were spoken with absolute certainty, without any hesitation.】

[Everyone was silent after hearing this.]

[Even a man as brilliant as Mr. Lian Er cannot ascend to heaven, thinking that if he cuts open the gate of heaven, he will be only a step away from ascending to heaven.]

[Is it possible that there has never been a true ascension in this world? ]

[The magician's eyes were dim. His realm had long been stagnant. Otherwise, he would not have traveled to the northern plains and seen the endless glaciers, trying to find a chance for a breakthrough.]

[Lu Hua also looked dejected. The opportunity for ascension that the Three True One Sect had been pursuing for generations, the ultimate goal that the ancestors of hundreds of generations had been pursuing, now seemed to have become an unattainable fantasy.]

[The master sighed softly, as if he felt the same way, and nodded silently, with deep helplessness in his eyes.]

【Right now!】

[A clear young voice sounded, breaking the silence.]

[“Time is the passing guest of a hundred generations; the heaven and earth are the inns of all things.”]

【Xie Guan opened his mouth slowly, his tone firm, "The road is boundless, but life is limited. If I use the limited to pursue the boundless, even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will still go."】

[After hearing this, the magician's eyes gradually calmed down.]

【Lu Huayi spoke slowly, his tone firm: "Predecessors plant trees, and future generations enjoy the shade."】

[“If I cannot achieve the Three Truths in this generation, I will wait for a hundred generations. If I cannot achieve it in a hundred generations, I will wait for a thousand generations.”]

[“One day, we will be able to ascend to this world and meet the ancestor.”]

[Mr. Er nodded gently, his eyes fell on Xie Guan, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and said softly: "It would be great if I could meet you in my early years."]

[“It’s a pity that I don’t have much time left.”]

【“Thank goodness!”】

[A smile appeared on Mr. Er's face, and his original melancholy and lonely mood was swept away. ]

[The originally illusory figure began to solidify, and its body unexpectedly turned into blue and purple.]

[Strands of purple air shine down. ]

[Above the head, the three golden lotuses slowly bloomed, shining brightly in all directions, like the manifestation of the Great Dao.]

(End of this chapter)