Chapter 1865
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I don’t know if it’s because the memories are too distant, but Xu Taiping always feels that this speech in his mind not only has some differences from Grandpa’s last words when he was dying, but also the tone is more unwilling.
Even with a bit of resentment.
Resenting the injustice of this Heavenly Dao.
Resenting this ordinary bone body.
But soon, Xu Taiping recalled.
This should be a speech that Grandpa said while sitting beside the bed when he was half asleep and half awake on the day before Grandpa passed away.
“So it turns out… Grandpa… left this world with such deep unwillingness and resentment…”
Xu Taiping, whose spiritual consciousness was still deeply trapped in the black vortex and couldn’t extricate himself, almost used all the “strength” in his body to gather such a thought in his mind.
But just as this thought was born, he “saw” that a little light suddenly appeared in the center of the black vortex.
But this little light as tiny as a firefly was like a thread, firmly “pulling” Xu Taiping’s mind and pulling it back up little by little.
However, compared to the mind that was being dragged up from the vortex again, what attracted Xu Taiping even more at this moment were the past scenes that kept flashing in his mind.
For some reason, the originally very blurry childhood scenes in his memory became extremely clear at this moment.
Even the heavy breathing sound when Grandpa carried him to chop firewood on the mountain together was like being in his ears.
Not to mention Grandpa’s expression and every move.
And it was these clear scenes that made Xu Taiping see and feel once again the side of Grandpa that was the opposite to his usual cheerful and open-mindedness in words, eyes, and daily life.
For example, when the mysterious Uncle Zhao at the entrance of the village talked about the immortal on Yunlu Mountain going to Qingshui Town to the snake demon, Grandpa’s eyes were full of excitement and longing.
For example, when he heard that the villagers in other towns were selected by the immortals to enter the mountain to practice, the envious look that casually reveals in his eyes.
For example, after Grandpa and grandson had picked herbs on Erniu Mountain for a whole morning and were sitting on the mountain, after smoking a pipe of tobacco, Grandpa looked at the Yunlu Mountain in the distance and let out a long sigh —
“In the world, spiritual bones are divided into several grades. The first grade is celestial spiritual bone, the second grade is golden spiritual bone, the third grade is profound spiritual bone, and the fourth grade is white bone spiritual. The rest are all ordinary bones and have no chance to practice.”
“No chance to practice…”
“No chance to practice…”
And that summer night when he learned from Doctor Xu in the village that his condition had worsened and he would soon be incurable despite taking medicine.”
Grandpa sat by the bedside, fanning himself who was sleeping on the reed mat, and said to himself who was half-awake on the bed as if talking to himself：
“Taiping, Grandpa originally thought that he could meet that old Taoist again and see if he could exchange this spiritual bone pill to be accepted as an apprentice.”
“But it seems that Grandpa won’t be able to wait until that day.”
“This spiritual bone pill that I have guarded for decades should be given to you.”
“Don’t laugh at Grandpa for being greedy.”
“Grandpa is really not reconciled. Obviously, Yunlu Mountain is right in front of us. Obviously, as long as we climb Yunlu Mountain, I can see the scenery in the eyes of the immortals.”
“But this heaven is not even willing to give me a chance to go up the mountain.”
“It’s not easy to spend a lifetime of hard work to get a spiritual bone pill, but because I’m too old, it’s useless to take it！”
“Taiping, Grandpa has never complained about the hardships of life, only complains about the injustice of the heaven！”
Taiping, Grandpa knows that this ordinary bone of mine is probably not even as good as an ant in the eyes of the heavens let alone resist him.”
“Grandpa only hopes that you can stand a little higher, and a little higher, so that the God can take a look and let him know that even an ordinary bone can stand in front of him!
After seeing the extremely clear scenes that appeared in his mind, Xu Taiping murmured in a trance：
“I originally thought that Grandpa had no chance to practice, and at most he had some regrets. I never expected that when he left, there was so much unwillingness and resentment hidden in his heart.”
He never expected that the old man who would quarrel with the medicinal material peddler until he was red in the face because of one or two copper coins, and who worried about the daily necessities of the family every day, actually had such a big vengeance in his heart.”
At the same time.
Xu Taiping finally understood where the injustice, the reluctance, and the unwillingness in the depths of his heart came from.
Obviously, all of this came from everything he felt from Grandpa when he was a child.
“If I wish, I can not seek longevity or wealth.”
“If I wish, I can be like an ant, like dust, like grass.”
“But if I don’t wish, even if I am as weak as an ant, I will still spit on you when I am stepped on and killed.”
Looking at the increasingly bright light spot above his head, Xu Taiping’s mind was filled with thoughts.
In the blink of an eye.
The light that was originally just a small dot finally enveloped Xu Taiping’s entire body.
Immediately, his spiritual consciousness and five senses returned.
At the same time, he could clearly sense that his broken golden core was being rapidly stitched up by a strange force, like a needle and thread.
Obviously, this force came from the great medicine of the Lotus Eye.
But immediately, with a “bang”, his body crashed heavily into the cold lake water.
However, Xu Taiping did not immediately jump out of the water. Instead, while using the power of internal vision to quietly watch his broken golden core being stitched up bit by bit, he muttered expressionlessly：
Grandpa, don’t worry. This place is definitely not the end of Taiping’s cultivation.
