sit and wait

Yan Juntao had a dream. In the dream, he returned to his previous life. He was already the self who became a saint, and he only had one fellow Taoist in the whole wilderness.

The sage Bi Gengting is as tall as a small mountain, his voice is as loud as a bell, and it is inconvenient to walk and lie down. Standing on the bottom of Bi Gengting's feet and looking up vertically, he may not even be able to see his head.When he visited the sage Bi Gengdiao for the first time, Yan Juntao almost mistook Bi Gengdiao for Bi Gengdiao's cave.

Then, the "small mountain" replied with some grievances: "I just stopped writing."

Yan Juntao raised his head, and thought of a cold joke inappropriately. It seems that this time he really wants to say "disrespect, disrespect".

Then, he bowed to the "hill" and apologized.

Later, every time Yan Juntao wanted to communicate with his friends, he would always stand on the other's shoulder and cuddle up to the other's neck.Even if they are both saints, they don't need such a mortal face-to-face to communicate.But whether it is Yan Juntao or Bi Gengcui, they still tacitly accepted this way of communication, because...it will make them feel that they are still living more like a person.

This is probably the reason why among so many sages, Yan Juntao Dandan and Bi Gengcui get along well. They all want to be a human being, rather than a god who has become one with one of the Three Thousand Ways and lost his feelings.

Yan Juntao didn't know why he was trying so hard to practice ascension, but at the same time he stubbornly wanted to live like a human being, he just did it because he thought so.

The sage did not say much about this matter, only once, probably speaking too smoothly, he said to Yan Juntao: "Because someone told me that if he had a choice, he wanted to be a pure person."

The implication of this is that the person has no choice.

Those who want to be human can't do it, but those who can can't wait to integrate themselves with the law of the Dao. This can be regarded as the biggest strange phenomenon in the fairyland.

The scenery of the Great Wilderness is very arbitrary, just like its night and day can be changed at will. Simply put, the saint can do whatever he wants.

It is possible that Yan Juntao’s cave is still twinkling in the starry sky, and the night is low; the sun is shining brightly in the next door, and the sky is clear, and it is even full of all kinds of imaginative magical creatures that can only appear in children’s bedtime stories. .The whole Great Wilderness is like a piece of extremely plastic mud tire, it does not have any fixed appearance like the fairy kingdom of the lower realm or the upper realm, it is fluid and ever-changing.

At this moment, it is the weather that the two sages Yan Juntao and Bi Gengcui defaulted to be more suitable for chatting, with a pleasant wind and clear sky.The whole world is a piece of lush green, and all kinds of creatures imaginable with pen and ink are playing wantonly in it.

Yan Juntao, who should hurry up to practice, was invited to chat with Bi Gengting on rare occasion.

A very pure chat, without using the holy power to calculate the past, present and future, and without bothering to discuss any profound Taoism, just two people, one sitting like a hill in the blue sky and white clouds, the other sitting in the other On the neck of each other, they can talk about whatever comes to mind, chatting casually with each other.

It’s like one saying, “Does that white cloud look like candied haws?” and the other said, “My hometown, Zoutu, has the most delicious candied haws in the world.”

"Have you ever eaten candied haws?"

"Maybe. Anyway, Zou Tu has the best everything in this world!"

The subject of saints can also be boring and uninspiring.

"I really miss the water refining calf." The sage Bi Gengxuan said again on a whim, and his saliva was about to flow down.

"Oh." Yan Juntao was not interested in this.

"Have you ever eaten it? It is said that it is a dish that has been passed down from the lower realm to the upper realm. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is stewed calf, but the requirements for the control of the fire are very strict. You must use all the firepower to stew the already tender beef." It is so tender, fragrant and slippery, it melts in the mouth. It is the best beef I have ever eaten. I don’t pursue any supernatural or spiritual supplements. I only pay attention to the taste of the soup and the original juice of the food. The original taste, one bite will leave a fragrance on the lips and teeth..." Bi Gengzui swallowed exaggeratedly as he spoke.

Yan Juntao was still unmoved, he really didn't understand the attraction of food, just like he didn't understand everyone's obsession and pursuit of beautiful women and entertainment.

"Food can improve your happiness." Bi Gengshuo said firmly.

"Cultivation is also possible." Yan Juntao replied.To be precise, at this moment, only cultivation is the only way to help Yan Juntao get rid of his fate. He is only six hundred years old, and he doesn't want to die in a landslide a year later.Even though he has seen the doomed future countless times, where only despair and suffocation are spreading in the endless darkness, he is still unwilling to give up his efforts.

"Why don't you give up?" Bi Gengxuan turned his head in puzzlement, and looked at Yan Juntao from the corner of his eye.Even if he doesn't move, his divine sense can help him do this, but he is still more used to face to face.

Yan Juntao was leaning against Bi Gengting's neck, but he had to move because of Bi Gengting's movements. He didn't complain about it, but asked Bi Gengting's question: "Why did you give up?" At the last moment, he will never give up!

"Are you so obsessed with living?" Bi Gengxuan asked himself and answered, "That's right, you are only six hundred years old."

Yan Juntao shook his head in a rare way: "Not all of them." He definitely wanted to live, but the reason why he worked so hard was not just because he wanted to live, "Some of my family and friends are in the lower realms. , Some are in the upper realm, I have to protect them."

"But the collapse of the Great Desolation may not necessarily affect the lower and upper realms."

Yes, Yan Juntao remembered that the original collapse of the Great Desolation might not affect the upper and lower realms, that is what Bi Gengting told him, and he believed it until the next life.

"But sooner or later they will fly to the Great Wilderness, and when the Great Wilderness is gone, where should I go to reunite with them?" Yan Juntao replied in this way.

Bi Gengxuan was even more surprised: "Do you think all of them can ascend to the wilderness?"

"Why not?" For Yan Juntao, cultivation is as simple as eating and drinking. He knows that his relatives and friends are different from him, but as long as he works hard, he will be able to do it. That's how they encourage him.

"You don't want to be separated from them?"

Yan Juntao looked blankly at Bi Gengxuan, then lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded firmly: "Yes, I don't want to be separated from them." This sounds a bit like a child who hasn't been weaned, but he really doesn't want to be with them. His mother is separated.

"But you still came to the Great Wilderness resolutely, because you thought that you would meet again sooner or later."

"Yes." Yan Juntao nodded.

Bi Gengzui chuckled, well, they should allow the youngest of them, namely Yan Juntao, to maintain some childish innocence, shouldn't they?

"Don't laugh." Yan Juntao put on a serious face, "Humans are very malleable."

This is the reason why humans replaced dragons and phoenixes as the masters of heaven and earth. It was not fate that chose them, but they seized fate.Human beings are not like dragons and phoenixes, who are born with profound immortal powers above the fairy level; they are not as strong as demons, who have a physique so strong that it seems that they will not be destroyed no matter how much they practice; they may not even have powerful racial talents and instincts like many animals and gods and beasts. .But humans are uniquely creative.The future always has infinite possibilities in the hands of human beings!

In other words, everyone is a spiritual being in the world, but only human beings have become the final winners, and human beings naturally have their advantages over other creatures.

"Is it possible?" Bi Gengzui muttered to himself thoughtfully, "If, I mean if, I might have a way to change my destiny here, but it's dangerous, and it's likely to be nothing but joy in the end , and even you have to pay a lot for it, are you still willing to try?"

"Why not?" Yan Juntao replied without thinking.

Then, Bi Gengting smiled: "Yeah, why not. Let me think... think... I don't guarantee success, but wait for me."

After saying this, Bi Gengzui went into seclusion, and Yan Juntao never came out of his cave.Until the last moment when he was swallowed by chaos, Yan Juntao still failed to achieve any results in that year's hard work, and he probably didn't succeed in writing.Yan Juntao didn't know what happened later, and when he opened his eyes again, he went back to the past.

Yan Juntao thought of this at the end of the dream.He didn't even know why he suddenly dreamed of this passage, maybe it was because they happened to be discussing Human Ancestor before that?

Everyone who has become a saint will have many curious questions, and they are basically different.But there are always one or two that are unique and coincident, and will become the intersection that everyone will explore, for example, how human beings came to be, or where their future will eventually go.All the saints of the latter know the answer, they will be consumed by Chaos.As for the former...

Yan Juntao is the biggest outlier among all the saints, he really has never been curious about how humans came to be.He means, no matter what, he was born, didn't he?

Yan Juntao is the only sage who did not use the holy power to trace back how human beings were born and how he himself was born.

Bi Geng stopped to say that this was because Yan Juntao was too disappointed with his scumbag father and mother, and was afraid that the birth of the first human would disappoint him, so he was unwilling to face it.

Yan Juntao's answer was: "Your brain is really too big." This is very ambiguous, neither admitting nor denying it.

And the day before Bi Gengxuan promised Yan Juntao that he would think of a way, what they discussed at the beginning was the birth of human beings.

Yan Juntao was really not interested in this, but Bi Gengxuan thought it was very interesting.People have always liked to imagine all kinds of magical births for themselves, similar to the saying that Nu Wa created man, or "Man's Day".It is well-known that Nuwa created man, but man’s day is relatively unpopular—the unknown creator in the legend, when the world first opened, created a chicken on the first day of the first lunar month, and a dog on the second day of the first lunar month...and so on. , until the creation of man in the seventh month of the first lunar month, there was a tradition that the seventh day of the first lunar month was also called "Man's Day".

This is, of course, pure nonsense.

Bi Gengxuan did not directly reveal to Yan Juntao how human beings came to be. He just asked Yan Juntao with great interest: "What's your guess about this? Which one do you believe more when you don't know the truth?"

"Nuwa made people," Yan Juntao recalled. Most of his ideas in this regard came from the fairy tales Mrs. Yan told him before going to bed. Many people's three views were born out of the education their parents gave them when they were young. No exception, "My mother told me that not all human beings were created by Nuwa, but later generations only remember Nuwa."

The earliest saying is that the two great gods, Yin and Yang, turned into humans with the energy of Qingming;

Later, it was said that Pangu was dying after he created the world;

Later, it was said that the Yellow Emperor created the yin and yang of the human race; Shangpei created the five senses of human beings; Sanglin created the limbs;

"In short, I believe that we are created by the gods, not just one god." Yan Juntao concluded.

"Then have you considered why God created man?" Bi Gengxuan asked.

"...En?" What why?

"Why did God create man to compete with them for the resources of the world and the favor of Dao?" Bi Gengdi's brain hole became so large that it is hard for ordinary people to imagine in the later stage.

"Because gods are also afraid of loneliness?" Yan Juntao could only infer this question from his own feelings.

"You also said that there are many gods." So God is not alone.

"Hmm..." Yan Juntao thought about it seriously, "Because God didn't know that one day human beings would develop like this? They were completely squeezed out of this circle by their own creation?"

The author has something to say:

*"Man's day" is a relatively early term, and it is similar to the Western Yahweh's creation of the world, but it should not be confused.The earliest records of man-days began during the Southern and Northern Dynasties in my country.There are also some legends that it is Nuwa who created chickens on the first day and man on the seventh day, but I haven't found any exact records in ancient books.Personally, I feel that Nvwa’s Creation of the World and Man’s Day are two completely different folk myths_(:з」∠)_, so my understanding of this is used in the article. If there are any mistakes or omissions, I hope my relatives will understand.