Chapter 479. Dao (1/2)

“Interesting! This person’s method is the same as junior apprentice brother Sun Yun’s! However, junior apprentice brother Sun Yun lasted 67 days. I wonder how long he will be able to last!” The gentle-looking man rubbed his chin and revealed an impossible to see through smile.

His gaze was calm, but there was a hint of a mysterious light that flashed across his eyes.

The three trials of the Heavenly Fate Sect were created by the All-Seer personally. He split open the void to create a special space for the three trials to take place.

Only after passing the three trials can someone have the qualification of becoming a Heavenly Fate Sect disciple. This was a rule set in stone, so no one could change this.

At this moment, inside the Human trial, there was a veil covering an entire area. At the center of this area lied a paradise-like place.

This place was filled with flowers, birds, and willow trees. There were a few barks from dogs as well, but instead of breaking the tranquility, they were more like barks for waking someone from their sleep.

This paradise was a village. Although there weren’t many villagers, they all respected each other and got along very well.

The third house from the northern end of the village had its own courtyard. Although humble, if anyone took a look at it, they would think it was very comfortable. There were a few spikes of golden hair tail grass before the gate, showing that it was spring.

There was a big pile of firewood inside the yard and nearby there were a few wooden chairs with a wooden table in the middle. On top of the table sat a teapot and some teacups.

At this moment, an old man filled with wrinkles was sitting on the chair and drinking tea.

Although this person’s hair was all white, he didn’t look old at all. After drinking the tea, he raised his head and looked into the house.

Inside the house a young boy was holding a small knife and carving on a piece of red wood.

The old man revealed a gentle smile. He was extremely tranquil as he looked at the boy.

Shortly after, the boy’s nose wrinkled, then he looked up at the old man and immediately ran up to him. He asked, with a tender voice, “Who are you exactly?”

The old man put down the teacup, rubbed the boy’s head, and smiled. “I am who you say I am…”

The boy was about to speak, but just at this moment, a serious voice came from inside the house. “Hu Zi, don’t bug your grandfather. Go back to carving!”

Along with the voice, a middle-aged man opened the curtain and walked out from the house.

The boy didn’t turn around; he let out a sigh before giving a deep glance at the old man. He then returned to the house and began to carve once more. However, there was deep doubt in his eyes.

The man watched the boy for a bit, then he sat down next to the old man, poured the old man same tea, and said, “Dad I’m going to go into the mountain tomorrow.”

The old man was still looking gently at the boy. After hearing the middle-aged man, he nodded and didn’t say anything.

“What are you going into the mountain for?” The voice of a woman came from the entrance. An old woman with a head full of white hair holding a basket of vegetables walked in.

The middle-aged man quickly got up, accepted the basket, and said, “Mother, I heard from Er Niu from the east side of the village that there might be a tiger in the mountains. So we are going together with a few people to see if it’s there. If we are lucky, we can get a tiger skin to make a new coat for father.”

The old woman opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she looked at the old man still staring at his grandson before letting out a sigh and shaking her head in silence.

The days passed day by day, but the middle-aged man still hadn’t returned after he left…

The old woman waited eagerly day and night, but what finally returned was an incomplete corpse. She passed out from grief and never awakened again.

Now only the grandfather and grandson were left in this house.

The boy was still learning how to carve and the old man was still watching from the side…

On this day, the old man softly asked, “Did you finish learning how to carve?”

The boy raised his head, calmly looked at the old man, and said, “I still haven’t. Carving is too difficult; no matter what I do, I can’t seem to learn it…”

The old man pondered a bit, then he let out a sigh and said, “How many times have you tried?”

The boy raised his head, calmly looked at the old man, and said, “This is the 83rd time. The next time is not far off.”

The old man sighed. “Still not willing to end it?”

The boy looked up at the sky. Shortly after, he shook his head and said, “Why must it end? This kind of life is pretty good besides the fact that I don’t know who you are!”

“You repeated this cycle countless times, and every time the things that happen are set; there will be no change. You knew that everyone who left wouldn’t come back because you have experienced all of this countless times. Can you still not see through it? What exactly are you doing?” The old man raised the teacup and placed it next to his mouth, but he didn’t drink.