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Chapter 72 The "Legend of Sword and Fairy" of Childhood

When Su Xintang first mentioned the words "mystery of all living beings" to Meng Bai.

It's on Phoenix Mountain.

At that time, they were filming a video with Ning Meng on the mountain. Looking at the incense burning at Fengyan Ancient Temple, Meng Bai asked Su Xintang if they could find a way to collect the incense.

Su Xintang had told Meng Bai that incense was both a good thing and a bad thing.

Spirits and deities are said to have a lifespan of at least 720 years, but can only receive offerings for a maximum of 360 years. Some spirits and deities don't even last 360 years before voluntarily abdicating.

Because incense contains the impure thoughts of all beings, if one consumes incense for too long, one will fall into the delusion of all beings and lose oneself.

When she said these things, Su Xintang knew very well that no matter how happy she and Meng Bai were enjoying the offerings on Earth, they would eventually have to face the mystery of all living beings.

Never imagined.

Meng Bai's "Mystery of All Beings" came so quickly!
Is it because he is a mortal that he cannot resist?

Su Xintang was anxious.

But she found that she couldn't do anything about it.

He called out, but Meng Bai couldn't hear him.

Trying to catch him, his body was elusive and untouchable.

The scene is still changing.

Su Xintang saw Meng Bai using Mushroom Sauce at the coffee shop downstairs;
I saw his private messages to each of his accounts, asking these people to delete the videos that spread rumors.
I saw him running back and forth to sell lotus root paste;
I saw him in the hotel corridor, trying to get in touch with Huo Wenxi.

I saw him discussing a collaboration with Zhao Yazhi.

They saw him in Hong Kong, moving among various wealthy veteran artists, rich wives, and rich second-generation heirs, trying to gain access to them and raise funds for the two of them.

The person who resembled Meng Bai yet was not Meng Bai stood there, observing everything alongside him.

He would comment on everything Meng Bai did, said, and even made the smallest expression, sometimes saying that Meng Bai did meaningless things, and sometimes saying that what he did was meaningful.

Praise, criticism, affirmation, and denial never ceased.

Later, Su Xintang could no longer hear what he was saying, except for one sentence that was still relatively clear:

"Hilarious! Who do you think you are? You think everyone can comment on everything you do and say? Wake up! Not that many people care about you, yet you think you're someone important."

The buzzing went on for who knows how long.

suddenly,

The world became silent.

The two returned to the rice paddy.

"Is it... over?" Su Xintang looked at Meng Bai's back.

She looked around, then quickly stepped forward and grabbed Meng Bai's arm, asking with concern, "Are you alright?"

Meng Bai first looked down at his arm that was being held, then turned to look at Su Xintang with a hint of confusion in his eyes, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Don't do this, Meng Bai, you...you don't do this, I don't like this kind of plot, it's too cliché, amnesia is too cliché." Su Xintang was almost crying.

But after she finished speaking, she suddenly froze.

What you call amnesia is too cliché.
Why did I say such a thing?

Why do I think amnesia is such a vulgar thing?
Panic.

Completely panicked.

Meng Bai's problem is still unresolved, and a thought that doesn't belong to him has appeared in his mind. Is he also going to fall into the mystery of all living beings?

"What's going on over there? It looks so lively." Meng Bai pointed to the filming location in the distance.

Upon hearing this, Su Xintang put aside her distracting thoughts, held back the tears welling up in her eyes, and said, "We're filming... filming 'The Return to Hometown to Cultivate Immortality'."

"Returning Home to Cultivate Immortality? Who is that? Who goes back to their hometown to cultivate immortality?"

“Me?” Su Xintang pointed to herself, then took Meng Bai’s hand and pressed it against her face. “Me? I’m going back to my hometown to cultivate immortality.”

"Me?" Meng Bai's eyes, which had been relatively clear, became confused again.

At that moment, Su Xintang noticed that Meng Bai, who had been facing her, had turned his back to her again, and the hand she was holding had disappeared.

"I'm going back to my hometown to cultivate immortality?" Meng Bai murmured as he paced forward.

"It's not over yet?" Su Xintang realized and quickly followed.

"So, I'm back in my hometown cultivating immortality?" Meng Bai continued to mutter as he walked forward.

With each step he took, the scene changed.

With each step he took, Su Xintang felt his silhouette become more ethereal.

That was a quality completely different from that of God, who is majestic;

But he was like a gentle breeze roaming through the world.

Even the incense and magic power on his body are turning into something that Su Xintang cannot understand.

suddenly.

The Yin Shen Po Token appeared behind Meng Bai.

It was as if he had taken a step forward and forced the Yin Spirit out of his body.

He continued walking forward, and with each step, a humanoid phantom of himself appeared behind him, each phantom different in appearance and attire, seemingly representing different periods of his life. The further he walked, the smaller his figure became.

Until I became a child.

The surrounding scenery has also transformed into lush green rice paddies.

A child who looks exactly like "Little Meng Bai" walks along a country path, carrying a muddy plastic water bottle on his back, heading towards the people working in the distance.

Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on the child's face. He bent down and picked up a straight branch.

With a "whoosh".

The fleabane next to it was cut down by a branch.

Seeing this scene, Su Xintang inexplicably recalled the first video Meng Bai filmed for her.

The video showed someone picking up a tree branch on the road, imagining it was a sword, and then dressing up to practice swordsmanship.

The child wasn't disguised.

He seemed to need no disguise; the tree branch in his hand was a sword, the best sword in the world at that moment.

"Hey~" Meng Bai called out to the child.

The child turned to look at him.

"Can I have the branch you have?" Meng Bai asked.

"What tree branch? This is a sword! Do you even know what a sword is, you idiot?" the child mocked him.

Meng Bai wasn't angry. He opened his hand, and a sapling with three black leaves appeared in his palm. "I have a fairy tree here. When it grows up, it will have many, many branches, and you will have many, many..."

"Can it grow up?" the child interrupted.

"Uh?"

"I'm not a god, how could I possibly grow a living immortal tree?" the child continued to ask.

"If you were a god, what would you want to do?"

"With a wave of my hand, I used magic to plant the fields for my mom, so she wouldn't have to complain about being tired every day and tell me to be sensible, sensible, sensible. I'm so tired of hearing that." The child waved his hand.

Then, he handed the branch to Meng Bai and said, "Alright, I have to go to work now. The Immortal Sword is yours."

Meng Bai took the branch and stared blankly at "himself" as he walked away.

"Was that what I thought when I was a child? Was I always so unambitious? Couldn't I have done something more noble?"

"No, I can do anything. I can go to great lengths to outwit Bu Jie and Gu Jiang, even if I could crush them with a single finger."

“I can mingle with those Hong Kong socialites, even if I could crush them with a single finger.”

“I encountered it, I acted, or I could choose not to act. I couldn’t choose not to act before, but now I can choose not to act. Whether I act or not is not up to others, but up to me.”

"At least, that's how it is on Earth. This is my hometown, and I cultivate immortality here."

"I am the immortal, I am the god, I am the human, I am the free gift, I am the smart person, and I am also the idiot."

"This place is vast and open, and I... have the ability to roam freely."

Thinking of this, Meng Bai stuck the branch in his hand into the ground, and green buds began to sprout from it.

Then he continued walking forward, and with each step he took, one of the phantoms behind him disappeared.

Until, the Yin spirit soul re-integrated into his body.

Then, to Su Xintang's incredulous gaze, Meng Bai took her hand.

The two returned to the rice paddy.

There are no branches.

nothing else.

It seemed like only a moment had passed.

“You…” Su Xintang realized that everything seemed to be over. She wanted to ask something, but didn’t know where to begin.

Meng Bai's cultivation level did not increase, and the four or five hundred strands of magical power on his body remained the same. Even Su Xintang guessed that his control over magical power might still be as rough as before.

But he's different.

Before, he was like someone who had suddenly become rich, unsure of how to live. Should he squander it, or continue to be frugal?
He was torn between his newly rich "money" and his past "consumption experience".

Only at this moment did he truly become the person with incense offerings and special abilities.

I've become someone who can decide how to spend my money.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the river, the sapling that originally had black buds has lost all its black aura, and its leaves have turned into ever-changing, mesmerizing colors.

The woman living by the lake stared in disbelief at the changes in the trees.

Then, she heard a chanting in her ears: "In the Northern Darkness there is a fish, its name is Kun. Kun is so large that no one knows how many thousands of miles it is; it transforms into a bird, its name is Peng..."

"what is this?"

The woman listened intently: "And then?"

There was no "then," she couldn't hear anymore.

(End of this chapter)