lder sister laughed a few times, pressed the automatic door of her house, and said to me, "Come in. Zhao Guirong is my father-in-law. However... the man behind you can't come in.""Huh Why We're togeth...Between life and death, my mind is flooded with a myriad of thoughts.

Many thoughts flash by like shooting stars.

This abyss seemed to have no bottom. I was mentally prepared to be broken into pieces, but that time never came.

Maybe death isn't necessary

The moment this thought crossed my mind, I immediately felt much clearer.

I silently recited Jiang Qiyun's Bao Gao, he said he could hear it - every time I recite his Bao Gao, he would sense it and secretly smile, thinking I had impure thoughts.

And now We are in the same space. He sits on the precipice, lost in contemplation, while I am plunged into an endless abyss, bewildered and lost. Can he hear me

Attending to the utmost emptiness, holding fast to purity and steadfastness.

If I could achieve such a state of mind, perhaps I could comprehend what is called "the Dao."

In this situation, I can't just sit here and wait for death to come.

I raised my hand to cover my ears, palms up I silently recited the incantation. A thousand layers of snow emerged from my palm, illuminating a small area around me.

In the dim light, it seemed as if there was nothing...even the bottom appeared to be an endless darkness.

"—— Isn't this a place where you could die from falling"

What is it used for

With a sincere heart, I take refuge in...

O Heavenly Jade Emperor Qinghua, revered as the most noble and venerable, the most sacred and spiritual among all deities by the Yuan Shi Tianzun himself, I beseech you for a glimmer of guidance. Just point me in the right direction, nudge me gently, and allow me to discover the truth on my own!

It's all thanks to my own enlightenment... I don't have that high of an aptitude for understanding things.

If I really died, it would be fine. There’s still Jiang Qiyun's undying blood curse on my chest. Even if we parted ways temporarily, I could still have a chance to see him again...

But, I don't know if he'll remember me.

Lost in thought, it's about discarding extraneous thoughts. Am I also lost within these thoughts

If he forgot me...

Maybe… I’ll just let him forget me.

If I cannot achieve immortality and enlightenment, and can only live a mediocre life until the end, constantly causing him worry and distraction, it's better to let him forget about me.

The "Forgetfulness" mentioned by the Patriarch of the Highest Dao is one of the highest philosophies in Taoism.

Heaven is unfeeling, and the highest being is emotionless.

This sentence means to be free from emotional attachment, unaffected by feelings or emotions.

However, celestial beings capable of achieving this are few and far between.

Forgetting doesn't mean being ruthless or heartless. It means being compassionate yet free from the entanglement of emotions, unaffected by emotional constraints, and unconfined by emotional prisons. It means not letting emotions distort your appearance.

Can handle the intense and chaotic emotions with a sense of openness and ease.

One word for love is the most enchanting, and one word for love can also be the most hurtful.

When you use your heart, you will inevitably get hurt. To be clear-minded and detached is a state of being.

If one is obsessed with anger and resentment, harming others and oneself, they will become evil and distorted, going against the "Dao".

I love him, and I've never doubted it. Perhaps because I haven't had much experience, I don't know if there are better men in the world.

But in my life, there's only him. No matter how good others are, that's someone else's story.

He is here, and I am happy and content; he is gone, and I shall live out my days in serenity.

That's just it.

At this moment, I seemed to understand many emotions.

My grandfather defied yin and yang, bringing misfortune to his descendants; my father did not set up an ancestral tablet or observe death anniversaries, never treating his deceased wife as a loved one; my older brother laughs and scolds loudly, showing off his shrewdness, but turns around and is low-key, introspective...

They all secretly understood that they should let go, but none of them could do it with detachment.

I can't do that either.

At most, strive to be unattached and free from delusions. Live a solitary life peacefully until one returns to the earth at the end of a hundred years.

The moment the thought appeared, Qian Chongxue seemed to come alive.

A tiny lotus flower in the air suddenly paused—

"Ouch..." My shoulder blade was being pulled with excruciating pain!

This tiny lotus, like a coin, actually dragged me by the hand, hanging my ethereal form in the darkness.

Neither heaven nor earth can be reached.

"How... so you have thoughts" I wryly looked at the glimmer in my hand.

"Should I contemplate the meaning of 'supreme transcendence' in order to escape this place"

I looked up and talked to my own palm, giggling and crying at the same time.

“I can't comprehend... The Supreme Patriarch said that the Tao is without emotion, and the Supreme forgets emotions, not moved by feelings, not disturbed by affections... Heaven and earth endure for ages because they are selfless, thus they achieve immortality... If there were others, I wouldn't forget my emotions; if there weren't others, I would also... I could only pretend to be indifferent.”

I chuckled wryly to myself, the faint phosphorescence of Qian Chong Xue spreading little by little.

Light gradually spread, like it was rolling up a beaded curtain, tearing open the night.

I saw the light.

Light from the outside.

Before my eyes lies a verdant landscape of emerald green, where ancient trees and vines conceal a towering cliff.

Looking up, clouds flow like wisps of silk, and cranes fly side by side.

In the distance, a waterfall cascaded like a jade ribbon, pouring down from heaven.

Water vapor lingered, clouds steamed and surged, the sunlight was warm, and rainbows shimmered in the sky.

This is the true Ling Mountain with its picturesque waters, and a fairyland of white clouds.

A loud bird cry brought me back to my senses. I suddenly came to my senses, right, I'm still hanging in mid-air!

I glanced down surreptitiously, and almost fainted!

There is a line below, which is a small river formed by waterfalls, about seven or eight hundred meters high.

I'm afraid of heights! I even turn pale with fear when walking across a suspension bridge.

What can I do about it

I didn't dare struggle, only feeling the weight of a thousand snowflakes in my palm. It was like a small hook that had just been stuck on the wall suddenly holding up such a heavy object, ready to collapse at any moment!

"......Little Empress, Little Empress." A faint voice appeared in my ear.

That's the sound of a little child!

My God! I felt like I had grabbed a lifeline and trembled, my lips quivering as I said, "Sweetheart... tell me what to do... I'm a little... scared of heights..."

"A little bit Then why are you crying I think you're terrified!" The child mercilessly exposed me. He whispered, "Keep it down! I came here secretly to help you!"

"Where are you then…" I croaked.

"Huh In the Qinhua Changle Realm! Didn't you just come out Let me tell you how to safely ascend, you have to pinch the Qi Bao Qian Lin Jue and silently recite your master's treasured incantation. Remember to call upon Seeking Voice, Responding to Feelings, Saving Suffering Heavenly Venerable, and then— oh my goodness! Master! Your disciple knows his mistake, he knows it!"

What's going on

He shouldn't have been beaten by a deity, right!

And he only spoke half a sentence!

My goodness... I'm truly a mess right now.

The Seven Treasures Qilin Palm Technique, this is a double-hand technique!

I strained to lift my right hand to grasp my left, my left palm held a lotus, perfectly open facing upwards. My left hand was positioned diagonally across from my right, with my right index finger resting on my left ring finger... With great difficulty, I formed the Qibao Qianlin seal.

Just after finishing the recitation of "Seeking Voice and Arriving to Save Suffering, Great Heavenly Venerable," my body suddenly felt light. A tiny lotus flower, ethereal and delicate, supported me— that just one "Wan Chen" opened the door"Wan Chen," I whispered, my hands working to pry open the lock.That warm, smooth jade rod came out effortlessly."Huh Little Princess, you just called the Shama...