211 Inheritance (2/2)

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An old man wearing a dirty thick cotton jacket sluggishly walked in the streets of Eastern City, with his hands behind his hunch back. There was a very light smell of hot and sour noodle slice soup emitting from the jacket.

As previously stated in the dialogue with Li Qingshan outside General's Mansion, as long as the Headmaster of Academy was not in Chang'an, he was the light and his only taboo was this big array tactical Chang'an City. However, he did not have evil spirits, only the good ones and a pure Taoist Heart. Even though what he had done seemed to be rather vicious for all people in the world, he still believed he was the light. As long as this big array tactical Chang'an City did not fully launch the attack, how was Vermilion Bird Divine Talisman starting from the light able to find him?

However, even if someone whose cultivation had reached to their state could not comprehend the deepest law of the flowing Qi of Heaven and Earth, he had started to have some kind of feeling between man and nature. Therefore, he could faintly understand what would appear in front of the time river.

The old man felt that he would die in Chang'an City, and this feeling became intenser and intenser. He seemed to have seen the Underworld messengers began to dig a tomb for him in Chang'an City, but just did not know what was written on his tombstone.

End of life was not necessarily a sad thing. But just as Yan Se had a sense of nostalgia for the world, he also had a sense of regret in the world - In those years when he had put a foot across the threshold and saw the magical world over there, he had been reluctantly pulled back by some existences. But he was not resigned to this. Therefore, he wanted to receive a successor before leaving the world so as to leave his inheritance that allowed his successor to take a clear look at the world over there for him.

It was very difficult for Divine Talisman Master as well as Great Divine Priest of Light to have a true successor. Yan Se now had Ning Que and thus had no regrets. But he had on one. He even thought that until the moment when his life ended, there would be no successor for him. However, he came to Chang'an City and Lin 47th Street, and then saw Sangsang.

The old man stood outside the threshold of Old Brush Pen Shop and watched this busy little handmaiden in the shop. His heart was full of praise and satisfaction, and he was almost moved to tears. He felt that although he had violated Haotian's intention repeatedly in his lifetime, at least in the final stage of his life, Haotian kindly granted the most precious gift to him.

There was no better man in the world than this little girl to be the successor of Great Divine Priest of Light, because there must be no second man in this world cleaner and purer than this girl.

The old man crossed the threshold and walked into Old Brush Pen Shop. He bent over towards this busy little girl and said, ”Hello.”

Sangsang turned around and put a large cloth in her hand on the table. Then she answered, ”Hello.”

These days she had long been aware that this seemingly poor old man often appeared in the alley. Master Qi San's men even asked her if she wanted to drive away this old man. But she thought he was just an ordinary old strange man. So she rejected this proposal and even was too lazy to pay more attention.

The old man asked, ”Do you know the biggest difference between a Taoist and a beast?”

Sangsang did not think, but shook her head and replied. ”I don't know.”

Then she grabbed the rag and prepared to keep wiping the table.

The old man said sincerely, ”Can you try to think?”

Sangsang thought for a moment and said, ”People are more beastly than beasts. So we are stronger than beasts and we can eat beasts.”

Upon hearing this answer, the old man apparently did not have any mental preparation and surprisedly asked, ”Why do you think so?”

Sangsang shook her head and said, ”I said I didn't know. My young master told me this when I was young.”

The old man said with a lament, ”Your young master must be a clever man, a super evil or super good man.”

Sangsang thought for a moment and said, ”Young master is the young master.”

She did not finish the sentence, for she did not have the habit of finishing the whole sentence. It had nothing to do with her whether the opposite could understand her or not. Her meaning was actually very clear -- The son was the son. The mother was the mother. The brother was the brother. The husband was the husband. The young master was the young master -- For her, Ning Que was another existence, different from the concepts of the evil, the good, men, women, the rich and the poor.

After a moment's silence, the old man said, ”In my opinion, the greatest difference between men and beasts is that inheritance. Beasts inherit their own blood essence at the cost of their lives, and the mankind wants to inherit the spirits. Both of their inheritances contain a very strong desire of leaving their trails on the earth for much longer.”

After a brief pause, the old man looked at the little girl's dark cheeks and said with a solemn look, ”If the bearing in the inheritance represents the root of the family or the Taoist tradition, then such a strong desire can even become a heavy responsibility.”

Finally, the old man concluded. ”This is the so-called inheritance.”

Sangsang looked at the quirky old man in front with her bright willow-shape eyes open. After a long time of thought, she assumed she had understood it and then seriously asked, ”Are you looking for a wife to have your own child?”

She looked at the appearance of this elderly person and judged his age. Then she said, ”If you can confirm that you still have a chance to have a child, there are traders selling Yan women in Eastern City. They're not expensive and are easily raised.”

The old man fell into a trance and said, ”I don't mean it.”

Sangsang stared blankly for a moment and shyly shook her head as she said, ”I can't, I can't... give birth to children for others.”