Man is in the heavens, parasitic on the way

Seeing that he had received a response, Shi Hao happily put the golden seed back in its original place and ran back towards Stone Village.

After running for several miles and seeing the many traces of battle, Shi Hao's heart was filled with fear, and the speed of his feet suddenly increased by many times.

Another few miles later, he stopped, a smile appearing on his face.

Ahead, Stone Village remained, familiar figures strolling idly through the village, very leisurely, completely different from their usual busy appearance.

At the entrance of the village, a huge ancient tree was rooted, its thick roots charred black, with only a small portion of the area unharmed.

On the charred trunk, more than a dozen crystal clear green branches swayed in the wind, releasing a gentle radiance, like carriers of the Dao, flowing with the aura of the Great Dao.

Seeing that Willow Tree, everyone accompanying him reacted differently. Kong Qiuji was trembling, his heart greatly shaken: "What a great... Damn it, no wonder Senior said this Bear Child could help me."

Shi Hao's return made Stone Village exceptionally lively.

After the celebration ended, Shi Hao went alone to the charred Willow Tree at the entrance of the village.

"Liu Shen, this time I also brought you a gift. I got some Undying Spring and Taiyi True Water in the Hundred Shattering Mountains small world. Perhaps it will be useful to you," Shi Hao said.

As he spoke, he took out two jade jars from his Qiankun bag.

He believed that although the mud and sand of the Undying Spring were somewhat divine, they were ineffective against the Old Vine of Butian Pavilion, so they would naturally be ineffective for Liu Shen as well.

Moreover, this was Liu Shen, so he naturally had to offer the best things.

"It seems your opportunity this time is not small," the Willow Tree's green branches swayed in the wind, and a gentle, neutral voice sounded.

One jade jar broke open, a golden light rose into the air. That was a drop of water condensed from the essence of the Undying Spring, radiating brilliant light, and was drawn away by a green branch.

The golden light flashed, and the green branch was dyed with a layer of golden light.

"Not bad, the Undying Spring has some attainment in the path of immortality. If it truly transforms in the future, I believe it can achieve something," Liu Shen said, as if it had already completely analyzed the profoundness contained within the Undying Spring.

"Liu Shen, there's one more thing," Shi Hao hesitated for a moment and took off the golden seed tied to his hair.

He gestured forward, and the finger-sized golden seed just hung in the air, with no divine power fluctuations or Dao fluctuations, as if it inherently possessed this ability.

Liu Shen remained silent, waiting quietly. It was very peaceful.

"Liu Shen, this is Xuantian Senior, who once cultivated in the Undying Spring pool. He is a Nirvana Immortal Root, and he seems to recognize you," Shi Hao explained.

The Willow Tree's green branches swayed in the wind, and Liu Shen seemed to be lost in thought. After a while, it spoke: "It is indeed a sacred spiritual root, but I have no impression of this Immortal Root in my memory."

"No?" Shi Hao was puzzled. In the Hundred Shattering Mountains small world, Xuantian Senior immediately thought of Liu Shen. He had thought they were old acquaintances.

"Indeed, no," Liu Shen gave him a definite reply.

"It's normal for the Ancestor Sacrifice Spirit not to recognize me. Back then, I only heard of the Ancestor Sacrifice Spirit's reputation and had no chance to meet," at this moment, the finger-sized golden seed rippled with golden light, and Fang Ming's voice came out.

Just now, he had finished his enlightenment. Under the characteristic of 'naturally close to the Dao', he had basically grasped the essence of many precious techniques.

It just so happened that Shi Hao came to Liu Shen and talked about himself, so he naturally had to show himself.

"Ancestor Sacrifice Spirit?" A green light flashed, the green branches swayed, and Liu Shen's peaceful voice held some doubt, "Is that title familiar? Was it my former title?"

Clearly, like Little Pagoda, after multiple Nirvanas, its memory was severely incomplete, and many past events had been forgotten.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't even remember your former identity?" Fang Ming said with a slight sigh, "It seems like that pagoda, you've lost too much memory."

"It's it! That pagoda has appeared again!" The green branches swayed, Liu Shen was a little surprised, and only then noticed the Little Pagoda on Shi Hao's hair.

Shi Hao was curious and asked, "Liu Shen knows Little Pagoda?"

"I don't know it, I've only heard of it," Liu Shen explained, "It once manifested in the Archaic Era and the Ancient Era. At that time, it was different from now. It not only had a six-story body, but its style was also different."

How could Shi Hao's little thoughts be hidden from Liu Shen? Its origin, even it itself didn't know, so how could it tell this Bear Child?

Hearing this, Shi Hao was a little disappointed. His big eyes rolled, looking at the finger-sized golden seed, and he asked curiously, "Xuantian Senior knows the origin of Little Pagoda?"

"Its origin is very mysterious, I don't know either," Fang Ming's voice was calm, saying, "However, I can be sure that it is not an existence born in this epoch. Its origin is no longer verifiable. Perhaps it is an artifact born in chaos, or perhaps it was refined by an unparalleled existence, a supreme magical artifact connected to life."

"An epoch, that's such a long time!" Shi Hao's eyes widened, full of shock.

"It depends on the situation. It can be as short as several million years, or if it's long, it's impossible to estimate, difficult to measure," Fang Ming said briefly.

Hearing this, Shi Hao looked left and right, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, Liu Shen spoke, with a solemn tone, saying, "Time is long, hiding too many secrets. Knowing too much now may not be a good thing. Some things, even just understanding them, will bring you unimaginable danger. It's better not to explore these ancient secrets."

Shi Hao scratched his head. He really didn't feel there was any danger. These ancient secrets sounded fascinating.

How attractive these secrets were! The moment his curiosity was satisfied, that feeling was even more comfortable than cultivating.

At this moment, a green light flashed, and Shi Hao was sent away.

In front of the charred Willow Tree, a finger-sized bone pagoda and a finger-sized golden seed floated.

Little Pagoda did not leave with Shi Hao, but chose to stay.

At this moment, Fang Ming asked solemnly, "Does the Ancestor Sacrifice Spirit really not remember anything about its past?"

"In its current state, it definitely can't remember. You're asking in vain," at this moment, Little Pagoda spoke, saying matter-of-factly, "Looking at it, it's much more severely injured than I am. My own memory is incomplete to the point of being unrecognizable, so its problems must be more serious than mine."

Liu Shen was silent for a long time, not knowing if it had any concerns. After a while, it finally spoke, saying, "Just as this Fellow Daoist said, I indeed cannot remember past events."

"Fellow Daoist's degree of Nirvana is more thorough than I imagined," a slightly surprised voice came from the finger-sized golden seed.

Like Liu Shen, leaving only its fundamental method, and then constantly undergoing Nirvana and starting over, just to pursue a higher realm, Fang Ming greatly admired this.

"It was out of necessity," Liu Shen's voice was calm.

In the situation back then, it was indeed out of necessity.

It vaguely remembered that the enemy's strength was powerful, and even before truly showing itself, it had almost forced it into a desperate situation, and finally, it had to escape through the method of Nirvana.

At this time, Little Pagoda interrupted, curious, "Profound Heaven Fellow Daoist, why do you call this Fellow Daoist the Ancestor Sacrifice Spirit? Is it really what I'm thinking?"

"I don't know what Tower Brother is thinking," Fang Ming said, "But the Ancestor Sacrifice Spirit is actually the Ancestor Sacrifice Spirit of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths in the previous epoch, the Sacrifice Spirit that protected all living beings."

"It's really like this..." A white light flashed on Little Pagoda, appearing very shocked.

The Ancestor Sacrifice Spirit of a Great Chiliocosm Universe, there's no need to think, it must be a supreme existence, inevitably standing at the peak level!

On the charred Willow Tree, the green branches swayed, Liu Shen was silent, not speaking, no one knew what it was thinking.

"Unexpectedly, I still have such an identity," Liu Shen spoke, with some emotion, "Past events are like smoke, drifting away with the wind. Let the past be the past."

"Not necessarily past," Fang Ming said meaningfully, "Saying it's past now is just because Fellow Daoist hasn't fully recovered. If Fellow Daoist recovers and remembers everything, you may not be able to be so carefree."

"It seems some not-so-pleasant things happened back then," Liu Shen spoke, its voice calm.

"Not pleasant? That's simply tragic," Fang Ming smiled with unclear meaning, saying, "The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were almost annihilated. Just a little bit more, and this realm would have completely perished!"

"That tragic?" Even Little Pagoda was shocked.

With its memory loss, it was not clear about the events of the previous epoch.

"Of course it was tragic. The living beings of a realm were almost completely slaughtered," Fang Ming said lightly.

"Profound Heaven Fellow Daoist seems to have been a participant back then?" Liu Shen spoke, slightly curious, saying, "Otherwise, how could Fellow Daoist be so clear."

"I was an observer, indirectly observing," Fang Ming said.

This was true. He had read about it in books, so he was indeed an observer.

Liu Shen suddenly understood and said peacefully, "No wonder Fellow Daoist knows these secret matters."

"What I know are just some minor details. In the future, when Fellow Daoist's strength recovers, as a participant, the doubts in your heart will naturally be answered," Fang Ming said.

"I'm afraid my enemies may not allow me to recover to my peak," Liu Shen spoke, still calm.

Its state of mind was very peaceful, as if nothing could cause ripples in its heart.

Even just now, it was only considering gains and losses.

"Not necessarily," Fang Ming spoke, saying with considerable curiosity, "Fellow Daoist is not purely undergoing Nirvana and re-cultivation. Presumably, you are accumulating your foundation to prepare for impacting the next realm, equivalent to retrieving your former Dao fruit. I wonder if my guess is accurate?"

According to his guess, although Liu Shen's Nirvana had external causes, it should also have internal causes. It should be accumulating the foundation to impact the Quasi Immortal Emperor realm.

Each Nirvana, for it, was a different experience, allowing it to gain different insights into the Great Dao.

After all, it had come all the way from being an ordinary Willow Tree to its current state, and was most skilled in the path of life and the path of Nirvana.

A green light flashed, the green branches swayed, and Liu Shen said frankly, "Whether I am accumulating foundation, with a flawed Dao fruit and incomplete memory, I am not clear. I am indeed not purely undergoing Nirvana and re-cultivation. It is more like repairing my own Dao fruit."

Pure Nirvana and re-cultivation is certainly not what it is like now.

True re-cultivation requires cutting off one's own Dao fruit, even the fundamental method evolved from one's own Great Dao cultivated throughout one's life must be cut off and completely forgotten.

It requires starting from scratch, taking one step at a time, and breaking through anew.