Seeing Su Mo's expression, the old madman sighed deeply.
"The soul is broken, and the immortals cannot save it."
"Now...you really can't live without Han Cang Cave Heaven."
Although Su Mo had already had a premonition in his heart, he was still a little disappointed.
The injury to the soul is an incurable injury in this world. It was like this in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths back then, and it is still like this in the Immortal Realm today.
Once he leaves Hancang Cave Heaven, he may die immediately.
The old madman looked at Su Mo and seemed to understand what Su Mo was thinking. He said another piece of bad news in a low voice, "It's just that even if you stay in the cold sky, I'm afraid you won't be able to live for long."
"The coldness of Han Cang Cave Sky can only delay the outbreak of your Soul Injury, but it cannot freeze your Soul Injury all the time."
"As long as you are awake, the wounds of your soul will eventually break out..."
Su Mo trembled violently, looking sad.
Su Mo has never found the meaning of life.
But he didn't want to die like this. He hadn't found the floating leaf yet...
There are still too many promises that have not been fulfilled, and too many things that have not been completed.
This world...is always unsatisfactory...
The old madman seemed to be a little embarrassed. Looking at this young man who had paid so much for the immortal furnace, he had no way to save him.
After being silent for a long time, the old madman said: "Or... I will seal you to slow down the consumption of the soul, thereby delaying the time when the soul explodes."
Su Mo asked in a low voice, "After sealing, can I not die?"
The old madman shook his head, "No, even a seal can only delay the onset of your soul's injury, but it cannot keep you sealed forever."
"Just like Bai Zhi, although she was sealed by her own people, her own poison still exploded over a long period of time..."
Su Mo raised his head, forced a smile and shook his head, "Forget it then."
He didn't want to die in his sleep, even though he could live longer in the seal.
But what's the point of living in deep sleep?
The sky in Hancang Cave was very cold, and it froze the wounds in Su Mo's soul.
It also made Su Mo feel extremely cold...
The old madman understood what Su Mo meant, but still couldn't say anything.
Perhaps the only way to save Su Mo is to solve Su Mo's own problems and find the flowers of plants and trees that Su Mo said can express his feelings...
But in this world, where can we find such exotic herbs?
In the silence, the old madman suddenly spoke, "Just stay in this cold cave for now, and I will find a way to save you!"
Su Mo nodded, "Thank you, senior."
The old madman slowly stood up and walked out of the hall.
The back figure seemed to have aged a lot unconsciously...
Su Mo looked at the old madman's back and suddenly said, "How much time do I have?"
The old madman paused, turned his back to Su Mo and said, "In less than two years!"
"I understand." Su Mo nodded.
The old madman seemed to remember something again, and he threw the jade slip belonging to the immortal furnace to Su Mo again.
Along with it comes another volume...
The old madman finally spoke in silence, "I found some clues about your problem in this ancient book."
"This ancient book left behind thousands of years ago contains a record of a person whose situation seems somewhat similar to yours."
"...Just take a look, don't worry."
The old madman left, taking with him many visitors from the Immortal Furnace.
Even though Bai Zhi and Xiao Xuanji didn't want to leave, they were still taken away by the old madman.
There isn't much time left for Su Mo, and there isn't much time left for the old madman to find answers and get treatment...
The cold palace became a little cold again.
Su Mo lowered his head and looked at the jade slip that the old madman had thrown in front of him. He raised his hand to gently pick it up and put it in his arms, and then looked at the ancient book.
The old madman’s last words were: Just take a look, don’t worry.
This proves that the old madman has believed that the records in this ancient book are the current state of Su Mo...
But he couldn't tell what state it was in, but let Su Mo see it for himself.
Su Mo looked at the ancient books in front of him but did not take action.
There seemed to be a sense of fear that prevented him from opening the page...
In silence, Cangsheng's pen flew away from Su Mo's hair, rolled up the ancient book and started reading by himself.
It can't do anything about Su Mo's soul injury. It can only see if the records in this ancient book are useful to Su Mo.
At first, Cang Shengbi read it with great interest, "This is an unofficial history. It records the life experiences of an immortal cultivator."
"Tsk, tsk, this person is really romantic, he shows mercy at all times."
But then when he turned to a certain page, Cang Shengbi suddenly said: "It's true, the people recorded in this book are in a similar situation to you, and no matter what, they can't be condensed into any incarnation..."
"However, his condition is more serious than yours."
"He has many beauties, but no one can bear him an heir!"
Su Mo remained silent...
Cang Shengbi continued to flip through the estimates, explaining to Su Mo while reading, "This person is just like you, looking for his own problems everywhere."
"Hey, he finally found the immortal furnace from eons ago..."
"But even the immortal furnace from eons ago couldn't see his problem!"
Cang Shengbi continued to flip through the pages, as if all the interesting things recorded in the book were that person's life, and that person's life could be described as a legend.
It's just that this person's nature is free and easy, so he has no choice but to travel around the world and see the mountains and rivers.
When Cang Shengbi turned to the last page of the ancient book, he suddenly froze in place...
It seems that on the last page, Cang Shengbi saw that the man finally found the reason at the end of his life.
The reason that trapped him all his life!
Su Mo turned to look at Cangshengbi, and Cangshengbi also looked at Su Mo.
They were looking at each other for a long time.
Cang Shengbi smiled bitterly and said the same words as the old madman, "Just take a look, don't worry..."
Su Mo raised his hand to take the ancient book and looked at the content recorded on the last page.
The last page seems to be a self-report:
...
I have been wandering all my life, and I was born without any worries between heaven and earth.
It seems like it should be so!
All relationships in this world are constantly meeting and parting. Since we are born without support, why should we care about each other after we die?
All encounters are for the purpose of parting. After seeing too much, we don’t want to meet again.
Regardless of their death, I feel sad. Or maybe others will be reluctant to leave me when I die, which is not what I want.
I thought this would be the case in my life, but I never thought that I would end up with regrets.
My regret is the unsolved mystery of my life.
It seems that I am different from ordinary people. I am suffering from a hidden disease, unable to incarnate, and have no heirs!
I spent the rest of my life looking for that answer.
It’s only now, on my deathbed, that I suddenly understand that the truth of everything only needs to be...
Just find the source!
Since when can I no longer be reincarnated?
I vaguely remember that it seems to have originated from that great catastrophe of life and death.
It turns out that the answer has always been in my mind, but I just didn’t want to believe it.
After all, how can a living person... be willing to believe...
In fact, I have already died...
