PDLP Chapter 209 Master, do you believe in reincarnation?
Chapter 209 Master, do you believe in reincarnation?
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The next morning.
Sunlight streamed in from the eastern mountaintop, falling into the valley of Linggu Cave and turning the waterfall golden.
Li Jun got up early.
He stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside, thinking about what he needed to do that day.
The broken sword was given to Jin Hao.
Those gourd fragments should be given to Yin Jian.
It's just unknown how Yin Jian will react when he sees those fragments.
Li Jun recalled what happened to Jin Hao yesterday.
The scenes that Jin Hao saw when he touched the broken sword.
That must be some kind of...memory.
Memories remaining from a past life.
If Jin Hao is that slightly chubby boy, then Yin Jian...
It should be that skinny boy.
Silver Horn.
Li Jun remained silent for a while.
Then he turned around, pushed open the door, and went out.
In the corridor, Jin Hao also came out of the room.
He had dark circles under his eyes, his hair was a mess like a bird's nest, and he looked listless.
"Taoist brother..." Jin Hao greeted him weakly.
Li Jun glanced at him.
"Did you dream again?"
Jin Hao nodded.
"I dreamt all night long. One minute there was a stove, the next there were two children, and then an old man smiling at me... Taoist priest, do you think I'm possessed?"
Li Jun's eye twitched.
"no."
He said.
"Go wash up first, and then go find Yin Jian after you finish breakfast."
Jin Hao was stunned for a moment.
"Looking for Silver Horn? What for? Isn't he in seclusion and hasn't come out yet?"
Li Jun did not answer.
He simply turned around and walked downstairs.
Jin Hao scratched his head and quickly followed.
……
I've had breakfast.
Li Jun took the cloth bag out of his suitcase and handed it to Jin Hao.
"Take this to Yin Jian."
Jin Hao took it and weighed it in his hand; it was quite heavy.
"This is..." he asked curiously.
"A fragment of a magical artifact," Li Jun said. "It's for Yin Jian."
Jin Hao was stunned.
Fragments of a magical artifact?
Are all the things the Taoist priest brought out from that oasis of this level?
He thought of the broken sword by his bedside and felt a surge of joy.
"Okay, I'll go right now!"
Jin Hao, carrying the cloth bag, walked out excitedly.
……
Inside Lan Nianzhen's wooden building.
Yin Jian sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly out the window.
He has already emerged from quarantine.
In two days, he completely stabilized his cultivation at the Dao Integration Realm.
That feeling was like...like the whole world had changed.
See further, hear more clearly, and think faster.
The true essence within the body is as vast as the sea, flowing endlessly.
But he still felt a little unreal.
After all, just two days ago, he was just an ordinary person.
He has now reached the Great Perfection of Dao.
All of this was because of the wooden carving that the Taoist priest gave him.
As Yin Jian was thinking, he heard footsteps outside the door.
Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice rang out:
"Ginkaku! Open the door!"
Yin Jian stood up, walked over, and opened the door.
Outside the door, Jin Hao stood there, holding a cloth bag in his hands.
When Yin Jian came out, he looked him up and down.
"Silver Horn, what you've done..."
Jin Hao originally wanted to say, "This Dao Integration Cultivation is truly different," but halfway through his sentence, he noticed that there was another person in the room.
Lan Nianzhen sat at the dressing table, holding a mirror in her hand, looking towards the door.
Jin Hao quickly swallowed the rest of his sentence.
He pushed the cloth bag into Yin Jian's arms.
"This is what the Taoist priest asked me to give you."
Yin Jian was stunned for a moment.
"What is it?"
He opened the cloth bag.
Inside was a pile of fragments, each engraved with intricate patterns.
Looking at the fragments, Yin Jian suddenly felt a strange sensation.
I can't quite put my finger on it.
It just feels familiar...
Very familiar with it.
It's like I've seen it somewhere before.
hum!
Just then, the fragments suddenly glowed!
Yin Jian stared wide-eyed as the fragments flew out of the cloth bag and hovered in the air!
One after another.
They assemble automatically!
The cracks remain, the gaps remain.
But they were pieced together to form the shape of a gourd.
A broken gourd.
Red background with gold patterns.
Yin Jian stared at the broken gourd floating in the air, his mind blank.
Then he saw it.
Two tiny figures appeared on the surface of the gourd.
One is slightly chubby, and the other is thinner.
They stood in a grand hall, smiling at someone.
The thinner one looks exactly like him when he was a child.
"elder brother……"
He heard the figure speaking to the slightly chubby man next to him.
"The master said that we will have a chance this time we descend to the mortal realm."
That slightly chubby girl turning her head, that face...
Yin Jian suddenly turned his head and looked at Jin Hao.
Jin Hao happened to be looking at him as well.
The two stared at each other for a few seconds.
Their faces were filled with undisguised shock.
Yin Jian spoke with difficulty:
"Golden Horn... what did you just see?"
Jin Hao swallowed hard.
"A little boy, skinny, who looks just like you when you were little... He calls the fat older brother next to him."
Yin Jian fell silent.
At this moment, the broken gourd slowly fell down and turned into pieces again.
But Jin Hao and Yin Jian both knew that it was no ordinary thing.
As they looked at the fragments, the same thought came to mind.
That scene...
Those two children...
What exactly happened?
……
in the hall.
Li Jun sat at the table drinking tea.
The old Taoist priest was peeling peanuts and eating them slowly, one by one. The peanut shells fell onto the table with a soft crackling sound.
The expressions on their faces were as complicated as if they had swallowed a bitter pill.
"Taoist brother."
Yin Jian walked up to Li Jun and placed the cloth bag on the table.
The fragments lay quietly on the table, gleaming softly in the sunlight.
"What... what exactly is going on?"
Yin Jian's voice was filled with barely suppressed shock.
Li Jun stared at the fragments and remained silent for a few seconds.
Then he spoke:
"Some things are too early to say now."
He looked up at the two of them.
"All you need to know is that these things are meant for you."
Yin Jian was stunned.
"A destined connection?"
Jin Hao whispered to himself:
"Brother Taoist, the old man I dreamt about last night felt so familiar... was he...?"
He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.
Is that old man related to these fragments?
Li Jun glanced at him.
Figure it out yourself.
Jin Hao: "..."
The old Taoist priest chimed in with a cheerful laugh:
"You two brats, why are you thinking so much? You'll find out when the time is right."
He looked at Li Jun with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
But he didn't ask anything.
He just kept peeling and eating peanuts.
Li Jun picked up his teacup and took a sip.
He knew what his master was thinking.
They also knew what Jin Hao and Yin Jian were thinking.
But he can't say too much right now.
Because there are some things he himself is not sure about.
The hall was quiet.
The only sound was the crackling of the old Taoist priest peeling peanuts, one after another.
Jin Hao and Yin Jian stood there, looking at Li Jun, waiting for him to speak.
Li Jun remained silent for a long time.
Then he spoke:
"You all go back first and keep these things safe."
"You'll find out later."
Jin Hao and Yin Jian exchanged a glance.
They knew that there was no point in asking the Taoist priest if he didn't want to talk about it.
The two nodded and turned to leave.
Li Jun watched their figures disappear through the doorway.
Then, he picked up his teacup and took a sip.
The tea has gone cold.
But he didn't care.
He just sat there, looking outside.
The sun is shining brightly.
The light shines on the old banyan tree, on the wooden buildings, and on the distant waterfall.
Everything was peaceful.
But Li Jun knew that some things had changed.
"Jun'er".
The old Taoist priest's voice rang out.
Li Jun came to his senses and looked at his master.
The old Taoist priest sat in a chair, holding a handful of peanuts in his hand.
He looked at Li Jun with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
"What happened to those two children?"
Li Jun remained silent for a while.
"Master."
Do you believe in reincarnation?
The old Taoist priest was taken aback.
Reincarnation?
He looked at Li Jun and remained silent for a few seconds.
Then he smiled.
"What does it matter whether you believe it or not?"
He peeled a peanut and put it in his mouth.
"A person's life is as fleeting as a blade of grass in autumn."
What's meant to come will come.
"What's meant to be will be."
He looked at Li Jun with a gentle gaze.
"Jun'er, there are some things you don't need to think about too much."
"Just let things take their natural course."
Li Jun looked at his master, at that wrinkled face.
A warm feeling suddenly welled up in my heart.
Yes.
Just let things take their natural course.
What needs to be known will eventually be known.
What's meant to come will come.
He nodded.
"Master is right."
The old Taoist priest smiled.
"Alright, stop overthinking it."
He stood up and patted the peanut skins off his hands.
"Let's go out for a walk."
"The scenery here is quite nice; the old Taoist priest hasn't had enough of it yet."
Li Jun nodded with a smile.
"it is good."
The master and apprentice walked out of the wooden building together.
The sun is shining brightly outside.
The distant waterfall roared, and the mist shimmered with rainbows in the sunlight.
In the village, children chased and played, their laughter ringing out.
The old Taoist priest walked ahead, his hands behind his back, strolling slowly.
Li Jun followed behind him, watching the slightly hunched back.
Suddenly, I felt a surge of emotions.
Regardless of the past life or the future.
In this life, he has a master.
This is enough.