Chapter 413 (1/2)

Chapter 413: The Black Peach Flower Beside the Boat

It was common to have emotions when facing the sea, but only a few people would have emotions when facing the salted fish .  However, thinking about what had happened to him in the past year, even Long Qing couldn't help but sigh before the basket of salted fish .

Yet, he was very clear that any emotion that was similar to his feeling now was too superfluous to him . He would again feel the unbearable pain and desperation which he tried very hard to overcome, so he decided to leave the fis.h.i.+ng port silently .

Suddenly, he stopped and slowly turned back . His delicate leather shoes slipped on the wet sticky ground slowly .

On the sea, shone upon brightly by morning sunlight, there was a small boat which rose and fell with the waves . Long Qing still had much better eyesight than ordinary people . He saw a Taoist in indigo on the boat .

The Taoist in indigo on the boat looked ordinary, with no special features . But Long Qing could not move his eyes away, as his body became extremely stiff because of great shock .

The fishermen and stevedores, carrying heavy catches, walked through the slippery decks . The merchants were insufferably arrogant and bossy . They gave orders and urged their employees while smoking . The seabirds flew back and forth over the water and around the s.h.i.+p's bow . The fis.h.i.+ng port of Yue Kingdom was still busy and noisy . It seemed that no one noticed the small boat .

Long Qing looked silently at the boat and the Taoist on it, thousands of feet away . His eyes were disturbed by the fluctuations of the distant waves . He was no longer a cultivator, but his vision was still there . He was sure that the Taoist in indigo was a cultivator, but he could not identify the state of that cultivator at all . That Taoist was so powerful that even Long Qing who was once very powerful still could not identify the state he had attained .

The Taoist in indigo on the distant boat stood at the bow with his hands clasped behind his back . He looked up at the rising sun in the east . The entire person seemed to be melting in the reddish morning light .

Long Qing looked at the back of the Taoist in indigo, and suddenly, he wanted to flee .

At that moment, a calm and coercive voice sounded in his head .

”Does ultimate satisfaction exist in the world?”

The Taoist in indigo did not turn around . Naturally, Long Qing could not see whether he spoke or not, but Long Qing understood that the voice in his mind was a question sent by that Taoist .

Listening to this question, his handsome eyebrows twisted slightly and he looked in pain . Looking down at a small shrimp that was struggling in mucus, he muttered and said,”What can I do if I can't be satisfied?”

Then he raised his head and looked at the Taoist on the boat in the distance . He said with resentment and sadness, ”The light has already abandoned me, and even the darkness does not bother to kill me . A good-for-nothing man like me can't complain . What kind of life can I expect?”

The voice of the Taoist in indigo sounded clearly again in Long Qing's head, even though he was thousands of feet away from him .

”If you are bright, you can see bright things . If you are dark, you can see dark things . You have experienced so much in the past year . Have you not understood the real relations.h.i.+p between light and darkness?”

Long Qing remembered the dream when he climbed up the mountain at the Academy . It had made him extremely proud, brilliant but also feel pain and confusion . When he remembered the infinite golden light in his dream, he suddenly understood something, but his body also became chilly and started to tremble in the spring sun .

”But that is

is not my initial belief . ”

He stared at the Taoist in indigo . His trembling voice was like the wind blowing against the boat's stern . It spread coldly out of his lips and teeth, with endless despair .

The Taoist in indigo did not turn around but still looked at the red rising sun with his hands clasped behind his back .

”Does belief make you satisfied?”

Long Qing replied and said, ”It used to . ”

The Taoist in indigo was silent .

Long Qing lowered his head and again looked at the struggling shrimp beside his feet . He asked in pain, ”Is it really possible?”

The Taoist in indigo said, ”Yes . ”