Fu Manman asked, "Do you know what kind of tree this is?"
Bai Yihuan laughed, "Just a tree, right?"
It was a pointless question.
At this mont, Ming Xuesong, who had been fishing on the deck, spoke up, "The Immortal Tree of Longevity."
Fu Manman was filled with deep respect, "Do you recognize it, elder?"
"An ancient relic of immortality. But I’m afraid, apart from us old folks, there aren’t many who know." Ming Xuesong said, "It’s said the Da Chun has existed since ancient tis, with eight thousand years for spring and eight thousand years for autumn, growing till today. The Sea of Eternal Life is ever-changing, and the Da Chun’s location never constant. Only when the clouds disperse and the rain clears might one encounter it."
Fu Manman was delighted in her heart, so my intuition was correct! This route is indeed most beneficial to !
An ancient relic of immortality!
Eight thousand years of spring, eight thousand years of autumn, growing till today without end!
Every word stirred Fu Manman’s heart imnsely.
Months of depression were swept away.
Ming Xuesong then said, "If you wish to go, I will set sail and take you for a journey." He adjusted his bamboo hat.
"May I know the elder’s na?"
Ming Xuesong shook his head, "Just a lousy fisherman, not worth ntioning."
With that, he stepped into the void, conjured a small boat from thin air, and held a paddle, "Co aboard."
"Please wait a mont!" Fu Manman quickly instructed the pilot before boarding the boat with Bai Yihuan.
Ming Xuesong paddled gracefully towards the Da Chun.
The Da Chun seed just in front of them, yet it took half a day to reach it.
Once at the base of the Immortal Tree, it no longer looked like a tree at all, but like a giant mountain with countless ravines.
Ming Xuesong stopped the boat under a thick branch, "You should go up."
"Won’t the elder co with us?"
Ming Xuesong shook his head, "The Great Way is walked alone."
Fu Manman, deep in thought, nodded, and with Bai Yihuan, stepped onto the Da Chun’s bark.
To their astonishnt, the bark of the Da Chun twisted and stretched out a path for them. Looking up, the path spiraled around the trunk, leading straight to the crown.
Bai Yihuan was thrilled, having drifted on the sea for so long, finally sothing fun!
Fu Manman, however, inwardly cald herself, hoping to find the answer to immortality on this ancient relic.
Ming Xuesong watched their figures disappear at the end of the path, muttering to himself, "A day outside is ten years in the Da Chun Profound Realm, do not get lost in the joy of immortality. Though it feels that way, ti, the eternal thing, has always been the easiest to break one’s heart."
With that, he too stepped onto the path to the Da Chun Profound Realm. Since he was a Guardian, he would be responsible to the end.
Soon, a pair of young people ca flying from afar in a treasure-laden vehicle.
A man and a woman.
The man was tall and lean, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a prominent nose like a peak, and angular features like a blade. A bit of stubble did not make him look shabby but rather more charming.
The woman was not tall, reaching only the man’s shoulder, with a face like pearls and jade, a body like exquisite craftsmanship, and a fluttering butterfly skirt. Just by appearance, she might not even seem like a woman.
"Brother Qin, is this the legendary Da Chun?" Cheng Xinjun asked curiously, her eyes wide. Her voice was like that of a child who hadn’t undergone voice change.
Yi Qin nodded, "It should be true. I didn’t expect to encounter the Da Chun."
Cheng Xinjun laughed, showing a pair of shallow dimples, "It must be Brother Qin’s fortune at work."
Yi Qin drifted onto the Da Chun’s trunk, "Our journey together is tied to fortune, it’s our shared fortune at work. Da Chun is rarely seen, and it might help us understand the riddle of immortality."
"It’s just Brother Qin. I won’t compete with Brother Qin for the Human World Executor Dao." Cheng Xinjun said softly.
Yi Qin frowned, "Wangxian Pavilion chose you, so you must strive with all your might, how can you say such things?"
"But I don’t want to compete with Brother Qin."
Yi Qin looked at the endless winding path of the Da Chun, his brow furrowed, eyes resolute, "The Immortal Path is a path of contention, regardless of who!"
After speaking, he strode upwards.
Cheng Xinjun pouted, muttering, "Brother Qin really doesn’t understand anything!"
She sighed, then secretly cheered herself on, and chased after him.
...
On the other side of Da Chun, a young man of upright appearance, ordinary looks, but with a calm aura and stable temperant, wearing a Daoist robe, arrived stepping on a Peach Wood Sword.
Zhang Yuan stopped beneath the Da Chun Immortal Tree, looking up, the dense leaves shimring with spots of light, and the rich vitality pouring down from every branch and leaf.
He sighed, "Eight thousand years of spring, eight thousand years of autumn, indeed. Such an immortal relic, is it worthy of immortality?"
He thought of how the Immortal Path had been severed, and the Ascension Platforms were completely destroyed. Even those mighty enough to transcend tribulations have begun to worry about the suffering of lifespans.
This ’immortality’ test of the Wangxian Pavilion, how could it rely be a test? It is also directing people to a bright path, that there is no true immortality in the world, keeping a proper mindset, holding to one’s original intentions, immortality is good, but do not beco infatuated, act when it’s ti to act, stop when it’s ti to stop.
This is the ssage the Daoist School’s Wangxian Pavilion wants to convey.
The answer to the immortality riddle lies within the question itself.
Zhang Yuan did not co to seek immortality; he only wanted to understand why the Daiyu Immortal Mountain had detached from the Daoist School and beco a lone wild peak.
"Daiyu, Daiyu..."
He muttered to himself, then stored the Peach Wood Sword on his back, traced his fingers in the air to carve a small rune script for recording ti, and stepped forward. Each step seed asured, with no deviation in the distance.
The rune script pulsed every quarter of an hour, reminding him that a quarter of an hour had passed.
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