Chapter 699 – A real messenger from the Thunder Celestial Temple

The moon was bright and the stars sparkled.

The autumn wind accompanied Wang Lin’s voice and seem like it was unwilling to leave the courtyard. The story of the youth on planet Suzaku contained a hint of sadness among the twist and turned. This feeling began even stronger with the autumn wind.

Qing Yi’s eyes had already she countless tears and silently listened. Half way through Wang Ping lower his head, his face was hidden.

“After that he brought the child and settled down on planet Ran Yun…” Wang Lin finished his story. He picked up the jag and drank a mouthful before silently staring at the sky.

Qing Yi stared at the father and son before her with an unknown emotion in her heart. She subconsciously grabbed Wang Ping’s hand and immediately found his hands were completely cold.

The courtyard was extremely quiet, after a long time Wang Ping’s said softly with his hoarse voice “The story was very beautiful, dad I’m tired.” Wang Ping stood up and walked toward the side room in the courtyard. Qing Yi bowed to Wang Lin and followed Wang Ping.

Wang Lin was the only person remaining in the courtyard. He silently sat there and stared into the distance.

The coldness of the autumn wind reached its peak at night. It flew some of the leaves far into the distance.

After an unknown amount of time Wang Lin let out a sigh and lowered his head. He picked up the jug to drink only to find he was out of wine…

Wang Ping got no sleep this night.

He saw inside the room as he stared at the moon in the sky with pain in his eyes. Qing Yi only sat beside him and held his hands. She didn’t say anything and only silently accompanied him.

“It turn out… This was the answer… The answer I waited for over sixty years…” The pain in Wang Ping’s eyes became even stronger.

“It turned out I was refined into a resentful spirit by mother…” Wang Ping lowered his head, his face was filled with bitterness and melancholy.

The morning of the next day Wang Ping left, Qing Yi still followed him.

From beginning to end he didn’t say a word to his father or even look at this father. Even when he left he did so early in the morning. He silently sat in the wagon and went far away from the Vast Water City.

He didn’t notice that when he left a gaze silently looked at the carriage from a distance. This gaze was filled with vicissitude…

Wang Lin walked out from the room, he sat in the courtyard quietly looked at the sky and muttered “Perhaps one day you will understand…”

Wang Ping sat in the carriage, he didn’t knew where to go and was just blankly moving ahead. He felt very tired, it was as if nothing in this world could make him raise his head and take a look anymore.

Wang Ping whispered “Qing Yi I’m very tired. Let’s find a quiet mountain village to live in…”

Qiang Yi nodded, her eyes were filled with tenderness.

Wang Ping and Qing Yi settled down in a ordinary mountain village and they lived a quiet life. They were no longer young and the passage of his life often flash across Wang Ping’s eyes.

This entire life was nineteen years of ordinary life, eight years of travel, twenty-five years of battle, and tens years of being the supreme leader. Although it was a short life but it more exciting than any ordinary people would experience.

However in the end he still returned to his starting point, back to his ordinary life. Every morning he would get up and carve wood in the yard. There was warmth in this ordinary life. Everytime Qing Yi would sit behind him and watch with a soft gaze as he carved the wood stroke by stroke…

“Father once said that carving require one to use their heart. Only then can all the memories be engraved on the carving.” Wang Ping held the carving before him and gently blew. All the saw dust flew up into the air.

Putting down the wood carving Wang Ping’s eyes revealed a trace of nostalgia and softly said “This is the young father.”

The carving was Wang Lin. The young Wang Lin had fierce eyes, he had his hand behind his bad and looked at the world with a proud aura.

Time flashed by and another ten years passed.

The passage of time wasn’t able to wash away the traces of the reincarnation cycle. Life and death continued and no one can escape the path set by the heavens.

Ten years was a long time yet it felt really short. This was a very contradicting feeling but was a true portrayal of how every mortal felt.

For Wang Lin these ten years were short yet felt very long.

His haired turned white and was very long as if it hasn’t been groomed in a long time. His face was very old, when he closed his eyes it was as if he entered the reincarnation cycle.

During these ten years of calmness his understanding toward the heavens became even more clear and profound. He didn’t do this intentionally but inadvertently he naturally gained enlightenment.

It was like how most of the tree in the courtyard had died, they weren’t able to escape the reincarnation cycle. However after they died new life appeared.

Within the life and death domain the changes of life was everywhere. It was only before even if Wang Lin saw it he won’t had any feeling. However now inadvertently no matter where he looked he saw life.

The flower by the wall withered every year but bloomed very year as well.

The clouds in the sky would scattered but always gather once more. Just like how some people die and others will be born, as if there was a balance.

It can be said that karma was also contained within this.

Wang Lin was the only person living inside the Wang Mansion. The surrounding neighbor had long grown accustomed to this. The surrounded children would often come here to play. At first they were afraid of Wang Lin but before long they found out that this old grandfather wasn’t scary at all.

The Wang Mansion gradually became a place for children to play. Wang Lin watched the children every day, his heart was calm.

Descendants have their own fortunes. He did what he should do and said what he should had said. Whether Wang Ping understand all depend on Wang Ping himself.

Wang Lin believed that a child he raised had a mind as open as the heavens and be able to cross every restraint!

After ten years of time Wang Ping was even older. He had entered the twilight of his life but he had never put down the carving in his hand.

Wang Ping softly said “Father was right, an ordinary life was better. If I had a choice or if there is another life I hope I can spend an ordinary life with father in an small mountain village…”

Beside him Qing Yi quietly looked at Wang Ping and softly said “Since you already understand why don’t you go see him?”

Wang Ping put down the carving of his father. This was a carving of Wang Lin from ten years ago. When he sat down before the table and gently said “Let’s eat.”.

“Qing Yi you don’t understand…” The wisdom in Wang Ping’s eyes became even stronger as he grew older.

“In my heart aside from the question about my mother I had another doubt I dare not ask… I had a feeling that this doubt was the real reason why father won’t let me cultivate.” Wang Ping’s eyes revealed a trace of sadness, this sadness was very similar to Wang Lin. He had seen through some clues but didn’t dare to prove them.

“Qing Yi I can feel that he had reached the end of my life, I fear I don’t have much time left. You are a cultivator and can live longer than me. Once I did please send me to my father.

As for you but you are free. However no matter how much time had passed you are not allow to forgot that you belonged to me for one reincarnation cycle!” Wang Ping’s voice contained a trace of determination.

Qing Yi’s body trembled, she was about to speak but was interrupted by Wang Ping.

“It had been hard for you these years. As a cultivator you can change your appearance, in order for me not to feel lonely you had been gradually making yourself age with me. I, Wang Ping, will never forget this. If there is another life I will never forget you!”

Tears fell from Qing Yi, her cultivation had been raised by Wang Lin to the peak of late stage nascent soul. More than twenty years ago she comprehended her domain while accompanying Wang Ping. Her domain was regretless passion.

“I’ll even accompany you in the afterlife!” Qing Yi softly said “Cultivation in my eyes is mere dust… I don’t want to be an ruthless celestial, I just want to be a sentimental person…”

Wang Ping stared at Qing Yi, he sighed and softly said “Why be like this…”

At this moment a bolt of thunder whistled by as it moved through the stars. If one looked closely there was an incredibly huge fierce beast inside. This beast looks like a Qilin but it didn’t have a horn. Its entire body was surrounded by flashes of lightning, it was a thunder beast!

There was a middle aged scholar sitting on the back of the thunder beast. This person’s cultivation was advanced as he didn’t mind the lighting form the thunder beast moving through his body at all.

The bolt of thunder was extremely fast as he moved toward the northern domain of the Allheaven Star System.

His goal was very clear, it was planet Ran Yun in the northern domain!

Seventy years ago there was a change on planet Thousand Illusion, the Huan family ancestor who stepped into the second step died and it was suspected a messenger of the Thunder Celestial Temple appeared. This rumor gradually spread and aroused the attention of the Thunder Celestial Temple.

According to the investigation it seemed the suspected messenger of the Thunder Celestial Temple didn’t leave planet Ran Yun. So he was sent here to check.

The middle aged man’s cultivation had already past the first step of cultivation and was at the Illusory Yin stage. He sat on the back of the thunder beast as he entered the northern domain. He didn’t stop at all as he charged straight for planet Ran Yun.

“There are even people who dare to impersonate a messenger of the Thunder Celestial Temple. This kind of thing hadn’t happened for a very long time!” The middle aged man sneered, as a messenger of the Thunder Celestial Temple his power was great. In the entire Allheaven Star System aside from a few ancient cultivation families almost no one dared to provoke the Celestial Thunder Temple.

“Just let me, Thunder Daoist, a real messenger of the Thunder Celestial Temple mee this person. Don’t think that just being able to use a few thunder spell means you can pretend to be a messenger of the Thunder Celestial Temple. Real members of the Thunder Celestial Temple owns a thunder beast!” Thunder Daoist padded the thunder beast’s head with his right hand.

The thunder beast seemed to notice his owner’s pride. It let out a roar that echoed among the stars. They were closer and closer to planet Ran Yun.