Chapter 299 (2/2)
Master Yan Se pointed to a place in the north and said to the old man beside him, ”I saw an unprecedented big talisman, which had only two simple strokes. They both rose from the Wilderness in the north, one falling down in the west, and the other falling down in the east.”
Then he turned back to look at Chang'an City, which he had secretly protected for many years, lamenting, ”They met here.”
At that moment, he transcended the Five States of spiritual practice and even went further. He clearly saw the world on the opposite side, the real future. He knew the unprecedented big talisman would really exist and could be drawn by human beings, so he rejoiced and marveled.
The Great Divine Priest of Light squatted beside the cliff. Following Yan Se's finger, he looked to the north, but he saw something different. As a man at a Heaven-inspired State, he comprehended many things he couldn't comprehend before.
The old man looked back to see Sangsang, hesitation appearing on his wrinkled face. It was only until the last moment when he finally felt relieved and understood. He then smiled and said, ”Finally, this is my Lucky Chance.”
Master Yan Se looked down at him and laughed, ”You still can't see it through? No matter what Lucky Chance it is, it has nothing to do with us. It's their business.”
The old man stood up, sighed and said with a smile, ”Yes, the world will be theirs.”
Days ago, an old man was taken in by the little handmaiden of Old Brush Pen Shop. Back then, the old man asked the little handmaiden a question.
”Do you believe in Lucky Chances?”
”Yes.”
”I believe that everyone is destined to meet some people and do some things. These things are arranged by Haotian, namely Lucky Chances.”
”Many years ago, I saw the shadow of Nightfall in this city. Once I saw it, I was destined to meet him.”
”And once I meet him, we will not be separated again. However, I didn't see him clearly nor did I meet the real one. I only know that he exists but I don't know where he is.”
”Then I saw a person in Chang'an City who was born knowing. I felt that it wasn't right, because there shouldn't be anyone born knowing in the world. So, the Lucky Chance had presented itself again.”
Many days later, beside a cliff on the outskirts of Chang'an City, the old man finally understood. Actually, his Lucky Chance was not the shadow of Nightfall, but the little handmaiden named Sangsang.
A gust of winter breeze blew, and the two old men, standing shoulder to shoulder beside the cliff, were instantly blown to ashes, just like snow.
So just like that, the most outstanding Great Divine Priest of Light of the West-Hill Divine Palace in the past century, peacefully left this world. His uncomparable talent and unparalleled ability crowned him as the strongest person in the Peach Mountain. However, he had been imprisoned for fourteen years because of the so-called Lucky Chance.
He escaped from Peach Mountain and came to Chang'an City, yet he didn't find the shadow of Nightfall. It was as if the only goal of his visit was to meet Sangsang, and take her as his successor.
On the brink of death, he was inspired by Haotian and could see the appearance of Nightfall's shadow for the first time. He saw that his successor would continue to show extraordinary talents in this world, so he left without any regret.
On that same day, the most outstanding Divine Talisman Master of Haotian Taoism in
Haotian Taoism in the past century, also peacefully left this world. During his whole life, he laughed and cursed, treating life like a game.Though he had no reputation, he was strong and became the first person to go beyond the Five States in Talisman Taoism.
The life of Master Yan Se was casual and natural. What he strived for was just to find a successor. When he saw that Chicken Soup Calligraphy, he finally felt satisfied. All the time he spent lingering in brothels was so as to take that guy as his successor.
On the brink of death, he saw through the reincarnation of light and darkness, and saw that big talisman. He knew Ning Que, his successor, would definitely draw a big talisman that he had never drawn during his whole life. He knew that guy would definitely complete the thing that had been uncompleted by the previous Talisman Masters. So he left with great peace and even pleasure.
Wind blew, snow fell and stopped. Now everyting was silent on the cliff.
The only white poplar propped up to the sky, the lonely Sangsang rubbed her eyes. She held the two heavy urns with great difficulty and waded to the edge of the cliff. Then she knelt down beside the two mounds of ashes.
The wind on the cliff was constantly blowing, carrying the ashes with it. Some were blown into the air and flew to the snow-covered ground, while some were even carried farther away.
Kneeling down, Sangsang reached out her hands to pick up the ashes and put them in the urns.
”Master will live in the new urn, because he likes to be clean.”
”Young master's Master will live in the old urn, because he is not afraid of the grease.”
She softly reminded herself and put the bone ashes into the urns, one handful after another.
The annoying wind would blow from time to time, scattering the ashes all over. Some of the ashes were even blown onto her cotton skirt and her little face.
Sangsang raised her hand to wipe her face, and then continued putting ashes into the urns with her head lowered.
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