Chapter 2249: Dreamlike Life (2/2)

“Those are your teacher’s teachings. Bear them in mind,” said a voice. The child smiled innocently. Then, he hugged the middle-aged man and taught the child about cultivation. Lin Feng had the impression he was personally on the scene.

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Lin Feng had the impression time passed quickly. He was growing up. He traveled in the continent. He had furious battles. Little Tian killed millions of strong cultivators, and suddenly, he didn’t look like a child anymore, he looked like someone who had gone through lots of hardships in life.

“Pfew…” Little Tian walked into the distance. He practiced cultivation. He saw his teacher. He looked mature and cold. When he saw his teacher, he suddenly looked like a child again. His teacher loved him, and taught him all he could.

Time passed, Little Tian was growing older and older. Lin Feng didn’t know how many years had passed. He lost the notion of time. It looked fake and real at the same time. Was he Little Tian? He shared everything with him.

Today, Little Tian became a great emperor. However, he was crying in the middle of a crowd, holding a beautiful woman in his arms. He loved her, but he hadn’t managed to save her. He was crying blood. Finally, he put the woman at the top of a mountain and looked at the crowd savagely. He started killing them. A river of blood started flowing down the mountain.

From that moment, he started acting coldly, even in front of the most beautiful women in the world from the pain in his heart. However, no matter what, when he went back home, he was always happy, and warmth always filled his heart, like Lin Feng when he went back to Yangzhou City.

Little Tian grew up, becoming stronger and stronger. He faced many difficulties and had insane battles. Each time Lin Feng felt nervous, like he had lived Little Tian’s life in real time. But at the same time, he understood that to become a peerless cultivator, he had to go through such things, no matter whether someone was good or evil.

One day, Little Tian built his own world. Many people respected him. He already looked a bit old. His eyes were filled with stars of wisdom.

Another time, Little Tian finally got married. He hadn’t forgotten his first love, but he loved his new wife too. He had already become a Saint Emperor. He had a wife and descendants.

Time passed, and Little Tian had many grandchildren. He was old, and at the top of the Sheng Di Layer.

Finally, Little Tian did all he could to break through, and he did. He had his own world, and he created a terrifying spell.

On that day, he went back to his family.

“Teacher.” The middle-aged man looked old now. Little Tian was surprised, he was catching up with his teacher. His teacher was old now!

“Little Tian, you’re back,” said the old man sitting at the foot of a mountain. He was smiling. Little Tian walked up to him and knelt down. No matter how strong he was, he would always respect his teacher.

“I’m old now, I’m happy to see you’re so strong.”

Little Tian raised his head and smiled, “You will break through, teacher. I will do my best to help you.”

“Is that so? You will help your teacher?” said the old man, shaking his head.

“I will do my best!” said Little Tian. He was already a peerless cultivator, but in front of his teacher, he would always be a child.

“Alright, help me. I want to see what you’ve gone through these years!” said the old man, smiling in a gently.

“Alright,” Little Tian nodded. He closed his eyes.

His teacher put his hand on Little Tian’s head and said, “Open your mind and let me see.”

Little Tian nodded and let go. After a long, long time, Little Tian opened his eyes. He looked extremely sad, he had tears in his eyes. He never thought he would cry again after what had happened, but he was wrong.

“Teacher, why?” shouted Little Tian. It was the first time he shouted in front of his teacher. “I can give you anything, but why?”

He didn’t understand why he was suffering so much. His heart ached. He respected his teacher the most. When he was desperate, he thought of his teacher.

Lin Feng was crying too. He had experienced Little Tian’s life. His heart ached.

“Silly boy. For strength, you must forgive everything,” said the old man kindly. A terrifying strength surrounded Little Tian’s body, soul and memories.