Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1709 - 1808: Subtle Relationships

"They are waiting for me far away. Maybe I can find them soon." A trace of tenderness appeared in Qin Feng’s eyes. In his mind, he saw Dan Tai, Tiantian, Baili Yue’s snow, and the figure of Liu Ru Concubine, with whom there was a subtle connection. Now that the plump ones have left, they might as well accompany themselves, but Qin Feng was afraid of disturbing their mood.

"I understand. Uncle Qin, you must come to Dayuan City to do business, prepare to make big money, only then can you go back and get married." Beard said with a smile.

Qin Feng was stunned, nodded and said, "You’re right."

Hu was about to speak when his father called from the iron shop, and Hu hurriedly replied, pulling a distressed face at Qin Feng, "Oh, it’s iron again." Saying this, he helplessly returned to the iron shop.

Shouts of Beard’s father came from the shop. Qin Feng took a sip of wine, quietly sitting at the entrance.

Qin Feng’s heart was touched. He guessed this mysterious old man would show him the way. He asked softly, "What is life?"

This question had puzzled him for a long time.

The old man withdrew his eyes and pointed to a candle flame. He laughed and said, "This fire is life!"

Qin Feng fell silent, watching the uncertain flicker of the candlelight, slowly saying, "Why?"

The old man picked up the wine pot, sipped a mouthful, and said, "I don’t know why to make a living, but often hear the old lady selling pancakes on East Street saying every day, ’light the fire, light the fire.’ It must have caught fire."

If someone stood beside, he would surely think the old man was mad.

But Qin Feng was dead. He felt the path of life and death in a mundane place. Isn’t this what he wanted all along? Unexpectedly, the old man awakened him a little.

This great fire made Qin Feng gradually realize some things, but he seemed not to understand. He paused for a moment and said, "What is death?"

The old man picked up the kettle, drank the last sip of wine, smacked his lips and said, "Death is just death. If someone dies, they die. If the heart dies, they forget, that’s death."

Qin Feng’s heart was shaken. The sentence was like a bolt from the blue, suddenly sweeping through his mind and dispelling the fog of life and death.

Death is death. A person dies, they die. When their heart dies, they forget...

The old man’s eyes were empty. He looked around, his right hand casually pointed to a puddle outside the shop. He muttered, "Is there a root submerged today? The water in the puddle is life. Afterwards, roots lose water, the water in the puddle is dead with no vitality, no cycle. So-called dead water is like this!"

Then he placed his right hand on Qin Feng. This time, the emptiness in his eyes became thicker. He murmured, "Today, you can feel joy, anger, and sorrow, this is life. One day, you won’t feel joy, anger, or sorrow. You won’t escape reincarnation and die."

His right hand suddenly moved, pointing inside the shop, "When there’s a master in the shop, it’s alive. If there’s no master, it dies!"

Saying this, he stood up, pointing to the sky, "This rain, born in the sky, died on the earth, the in-between process is life. The reason I look at this rain, is not looking at the sky, not looking at the earth, not looking at the rain but the life of the rain, that is life and death!"

Qin Feng stood up and bowed deeply to the old man.

The old man smiled proudly, lifted his foot to walk out of the shop, and slowly walked away. From afar, he seemed soundless.

"Boy, you and I are destined, just put forward your thoughts. You know, you know, you don’t know, you don’t know in the future, do what you want."

Qin Feng stared at the rain, for a long time, silently smiling.

He lifted his foot out of the shop, walking in the rain, looking at the sky. The sky rained down. He looked at the earth. Rain stopped at the ground.

The middle is the life of the rain!

This is life and death!

Fire is life because it has vitality, so-called fire, is like this.

Death is just death. People die, they die. When their heart dies, they forget...

Qin Feng walked between Heaven and Earth, his heart suddenly, he faintly grasped a pulse, a trace of the path of life and death. His originally jubilant mood suddenly soared rapidly. His understanding of the artistic conception of life and death almost instantly met the requirements of a balance of life and death.

It can be said that at this moment, as long as Qin Feng is willing, he can achieve a breakthrough immediately.

But at this time Qin Feng was not anxious. For him, merely balancing the path of life and death was not enough. He found that this transformation could bring him no less than any major change he had ever experienced.

"Although I have long been involved in the mortal realm, this is also my greatest aid for a breakthrough to the Divine Realm. My mentality will change again!" Qin Feng took a deep breath, and his heart calmed further!

After the old man left, Qin Feng’s life returned to calm, as if everything before had passed, he would never go back.

Every morning Qin Feng still got up, opened the shop door, waiting for Hu’s child to bring fruit wine. While drinking, he tried to make scrolls, this life, he had spent many years, gradually engraving into his bones.

He stayed away from the practice of contention and killing. Many years ago, he seemed divided into two parts. In his body, he saw no killing spirit. Only a kind of peace, an understanding of human life.

Qin Feng did not know the path he could ultimately comprehend. He wasn’t worried but he recognized.

"Haha, you want to run away. If a person wants to leave, they must die!"

Not far from Purple Jade Sect, 100 plus Purple Jade Disciples were escorting five to six hundred children in a flustered escape. Yet, behind them more Black Wood Sect experts chased tirelessly, slaughtering relentlessly. Once hunted, children and ordinary Zi Wu Sect disciples would be slaughtered with chaos of knives.

"Let’s go!" Suddenly, the eyes of a dozen fleeing Purple Jade Sect disciples turned red, some went mad.

Yet, they were quickly drowned in the chaos of the large group, and those dozen lives bought only a little time buffer.

"Run with several junior brothers." Suddenly, a middle-aged Purple Jade Sect in the virtual Origin Crystal roared.

Nonetheless, these measures still proved ineffective since the pursuers outnumbered them. They scattered, and the pursuers also dispersed.

"Desperation!"

"Today is the day your Purple Jade Sect is destroyed. As for the so-called Fire Seed, haha, I will kill them all." Xu Yuan Level 9 expert laughed fiercely. He caught up with the crowd of Purple Jade Sect, bloodily slashing down with the vicious knife. His target was not the Purple Jade Sect experts but the children escorted by experts — these were Purple Jade Sect’s most talented and potential children. Although Purple Jade Sect will die, they hoped to live and revenged for the future reconstruction of the Purple Jade Sect.

"Ah ah!"

A child screamed as if he saw the frightful knife tear him open. However, such a scene did not appear, as the figure of the Virtual Primordial Dynasty Level 9 Black Wood Sect Master suddenly stopped and then fell to the ground.

Not only him, all Black Wood Sect experts in pursuit suddenly collapsed, silently slaying them all. This strange scene left the originally desperate Purple Jade Sect disciples stunned.

"Hu..."

Suddenly, a soft voice sounded.

A ten-year-old boy’s face was still filled with fear and tears, looking at the suddenly appearing clear-eyed man. He immediately saw the resemblance to the familiar Mr. Qin. He looked and sounded like Mr. Qin, too young, like some young sect uncles.

Qin Feng smiled, under the shocked gazes of others, his appearance began to age quickly, becoming the appearance of Dayuan City’s Mr. Qin.

"Grandpa Qin, wow!" little Hu shouted, collapsing into Qin Feng’s arms and crying bitterly.

"Come with me. I’ll take you to meet your parents." Qin Feng’s hand was light, calming Hu, then placing him into a peaceful sleep.

Qin Feng lifted Hu, looking at other frightened people: "Let’s go, no one will catch up with you."

"Thank you so much, elder!" A disciple of the Virtual Metaverse just returned and knelt down.

Surrounding Zi Wu Sect disciples and children also knelt down.

"The great path is ruthless. This is a hurdle in your life. Let’s go do what you want to do." Qin Feng’s voice echoed, but everyone had already left.

Above Purple Jade Sect, Qin Feng bowed his head toward the sky.

He could observe the fierce battle below, but nobody saw whether he could see his direction. Outsiders saw nothing but a blank, the snow was still drifting.