In the cold and dark cave, Ye Qin didn't know how long he had been sleeping. He was groggy and struggled to open his eyes.
Since he started practicing, he has spent very little time sleeping, because for him, practicing means rest, which can replenish his daily energy and energy.
Even when the snake is hibernating, he is still active and able to resist the trapped nature in his body.
Now that spring has returned to the earth and everything is recovering, Ye Qin feels the long-lost cold and fatigue, as if there are countless ants burrowing into his bones, gnawing at the aging organs.
Ye Qin only moved his body slightly, feeling like a heavy burden was pressing on him, and he vomited the snake letter.
Snake letter, which was originally bright red, now showed a dark red eye color, which looked very unhealthy.
Ye Qin slowly glanced at the bones beside him.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to keep company with you in the future. Maybe in a few years, I will become like you, a skeleton in my glory."
There was a vague premonition in his heart.
During this period of time, Ye Qin has not been able to break through and enter the third realm. Maybe he can only do this in his life.
The bones are silent and speechless, showing no sadness or joy.
Ye Qin sighed and climbed out with great effort. He could clearly feel that his crawling speed had slowed down.
It used to take only a few minutes to climb to the top of the mountain, but now it takes more than ten minutes, and it gets slower every time. This time it took half an hour.
The most important thing is that he feels unprecedented fatigue.
There’s an inside out, whether it’s spiritual or spiritual.
The surroundings are full of vitality, which is in sharp contrast to Ye Qin. He is like an old man in his twilight years, holding the body of the dilapidated bellows and whirring.
If Ye Qin first stepped into cultivation, it was like a rising sun, but now the setting sun is about to set, and his life is about to come to an end.
That wasn't what frightened him the most.
Until he found that the speed of absorbing Yuehua was getting slower and slower. Aging not only affected his body, but also affected his cultivation.
It was originally impossible to enter the third realm, and now it is even worse. The speed of cultivation has slowed down or even stagnated.
In the face of birth, old age, illness and death, all living beings are equal, even cultivators. If you cannot extend your life span, you will be no different from ordinary people.
The grass and trees wither and flourish and return to all things, and life is all in the wheel.
Ye Qin was lying on the stone, spiraling into a ball. The energy in his body was slowly dissipating, and even the snake scales looked dim.
It was all gray and had long lost the brightness it had at that time.
The deadline is approaching.
The thought came to his mind.
The day has come.
Ye Qin originally thought that he would panic and be impatient, but when the day actually arrived, he was relieved.
Animals seem to have a premonition about their own life and death. When some animals are about to die, they will take the initiative to leave the group, find a place by themselves, and quietly wait for death.
The same is true for Ye Qin.
Today's moon is exceptionally bright, big and round, casting a soft silver glow over the mountains.
But for Ye Qin now, everything is useless, he can't even feel the energy of Yuehua running in it.
It's not that the moon has changed, but that he has gradually become ordinary, and the death energy is constantly eroding the spiritual energy on his body.
He seemed to have turned into that ordinary snake again, no different from any other living being.
I don't know since when, many small animals gathered behind Ye Qin, and they seemed to have noticed, or sensed the death aura emanating from Ye Qin's body.
The expression was a little uneasy and anxious. The usually quiet little animal was now a little turbulent and making squeaking sounds from its mouth.
Those small rodents kept pawing at the ground with their claws.
Night owls made a sad cry in the trees.
But there was nothing they could do, not even Ye Qin could change the fact. What could animals that were not yet conscious do?
Maybe I can only be a bystander, watching Ye Qin welcome death.
Ye Qin understood their good intentions.
"You are here to see me off, right? Thank you very much, no matter who you are, you can't escape death, and you don't have to be like this."
A pair of green bean-sized eyes stared at Ye Qin. Those animals seemed to understand Ye Qin's hissing, or they didn't want to disturb him.
The noisy little animals gradually became quiet, just like before.
Looking at the moon hanging in the sky, Ye Qin's inner lake was calmer than ever before. The everlasting bright moon rose slowly and was reflected on the lake.
The reason why he was unable to enter the third realm before, coupled with the fact that his life span is approaching, has always been a little restless, even impetuous.
There is absolutely no peace like the original practice, which is completely contrary to the original idea.
As the saying goes, cultivation is also a process of cultivating the mind.
Now that he was actually facing death, Ye Qin found that it was not as scared as he imagined.
People are born, old, sick and die, and everything will eventually go to nothingness.
In fact, he had died a long time ago in his previous life. In this life, he was reborn as a snake and embarked on cultivation. He had spent a few years in vain, so there was nothing to be dissatisfied about.
I wonder who can use a snake body and a human soul to step into the path of cultivation like Ye Qin.
As a unique existence in heaven and earth.
That was something he never dared to think about in his previous life. Such an experience could never be replicated by any living being.
Thinking of this, Ye Qin gradually felt relieved.
I recall that on the first day of my rebirth, I accidentally entered a cave and visualized the bones, which is how I started my practice.
Later, he punished the bad guys, watched the lunar calendar, and used magical powers in illusions.
Ye Qin was walking around looking at the flowers, and many pictures emerged in his mind. They were vividly visible, as if they happened yesterday, and now they have become a passing cloud.
Although his life was short, it was extraordinary. His time in this world was not in vain, and he has no regrets now.
If I had to say it, I might not be able to enter the third realm, and I wouldn't have the chance to see a wider world.
Drowsiness surged into his heart like a tide, and Ye Qin felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy.
He slowly closed his eyes, his consciousness becoming a little groggy, as if some invisible big hands pulled him hard, and his soul was separated from his heavy body.
There is a feeling of relaxation, as if the shackles of the whole body have been removed, there is no shackles of the body, and I am detached from this world.
Isn't death sometimes a different kind of relief?
People in the world are afraid of death because they are worried that they will go to nothingness.
But are all things born in nothingness?
Ye Qin suddenly felt enlightened and felt extremely relaxed. His originally chaotic consciousness became clear again. It seemed that the dust that accidentally fell on the spiritual platform was finally brushed away.
Between life and death, that mysterious and mysterious feeling came to my heart again.
Ye Qin seemed to feel something, and sure enough, gray matter filled the surroundings, as if it had a life of its own, and he came to that special space again.
Entered into the state of samadhi and enlightenment that the ancient sages dreamed of.
(End of chapter)
