When the two of them walked out of the cave, the sky was already darkening.
The dark night here is completely different from the outer part of the star field. Even if there is no moonlight at night, you can still see the surrounding scene clearly. The sky seems to be covered by dark clouds, the light only becomes dim, and the gloomy sky seems to be raining. But in fact
No, not only will it not rain, but it will remain gloomy until dawn.
It was obviously not Liu Yue's first time attending a bonfire feast. She was very familiar with the banquet place and walked forward with Han Bin.
At this time, Han Bin also noticed that the wooden doors that were originally closed around him were all opened at this moment. Apparently everyone had left. Seeing this, Han Bin remembered what he had sensed before. There should be many monks seriously injured in this valley.
, they have no ability to move, can such people also go to the bonfire feast?
Liu Yue seemed to see through Han Bin's thoughts and said slowly: "Fellow Daoist Han, don't make any guesses. All these people have gone to the banquet."
Although he had already guessed it, Han Bin was still surprised when Liu Yue said it. He couldn't help but ask: "Isn't the bonfire feast here very important to everyone?"
"It's not very important, but very important." Liu Yue said solemnly, "As long as the slaves here have their last breath left, they must participate in the bonfire feast. For these dying monks, if they can die,
Being at a banquet is also a very happy thing."
Han Bin was startled and said: "Why?"
Liu Yue took a deep breath and said: "Everyone who can come here has a high level of cultivation. Some monks will even be the head of a sect before they die. If a person of this status is alone when he dies,
None, the word "miserable" is not an exaggeration. And all the slaves will go to the bonfire banquet, and dying in front of so many people, isn't it a happy thing?"
Hearing this, Han Bin's eyes flashed and he said: "Did all those monks who died end their lives?"
"Some are, some are not." Liu Yue seemed to know what Han Bin was going to ask, and continued, "You want to ask me, since they did not die at the end of their lives, their souls are still there after death, and they are not dead in the true sense, why do they have to die?"
Do you think it's so important? Right!" She saw Han Bin nodding, feeling bitter.
He smiled and said: "If you think so, you are wrong. Before you came, Zhu Shuang should have given you the Sealing Spirit Pill. These pills are extremely overbearing. Once you take them, unless you can break through to the realm of broken renewal,
Otherwise, when you die, the soul will also be imprisoned in the Dantian and cannot leave at all."
"You also know that once the physical body dies, the body cannot absorb air. Even normal monks and souls cannot stay in the dead physical body for too long, let alone us slaves with sealed spiritual power?" Liu Yue said heavily.
He sighed and said helplessly, "That's right. After those monks die physically, their souls will be suffocated to death soon."
"If one day, I cannot escape the fence of death, I will definitely not choose such a way to die." Liu Yue raised her head, looked at the dark sky, and said in a deep voice, "Just imagine, if the physical body dies, the soul will still remain.
Now, we can obviously see everything in the outside world and listen to the voices of the outside world, but we are walking towards death step by step, how cruel."
"Perhaps, this is life!"
When Liu Yue said this, her eyes became moist. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and changed the subject: "Okay, I won't talk about these unhappy things. Let's talk about happy things!
"She took a deep breath of fresh air, as if
The Buddha opened a chatterbox and said quickly: "Every slave who comes here will hold a bonfire feast on the first day. One is to welcome the slave into this big family, and the other is to pray for him and hope that they can live forever.
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"Of course, every monk can be the protagonist twice in such a banquet. It's a pity that the first time he can participate in it, but the second time he can only be carried by others." Liu Yue said this and glanced at Han.
Bin changed the subject and said, "Fellow Daoist Han, don't think about it anymore. As you guessed, the second time is death."
"I remember my father once told me when I was not yet a cultivator. For everyone, there are three major events in life. The first time is birth, the second time is marriage, and the third time is death. These three events
Maybe many people give up on the middle step, and many people extend the last step, but the first and third steps must be experienced. Even the powerful ancient gods will die one day, right? It's just sooner or later."
These words were not loud, but every word was like a dagger, piercing Han Bin's heart.
Before Han Bin came here, he could not imagine that a woman with only broken cultivation could say such insightful words about life. Suddenly, Han Bin felt that everything here was a true portrayal, or rather
, what happens in the vast world is infinitely reduced to this valley, and it is so real and so terrifying.
Liu Yue saw what Han Bin was thinking about and didn't bother her until Han Bin sighed heavily and said: "Fellow Daoist Han, if you want to improve your cultivation, if you want to gain more insights, if you want to stay here or leave.
I hope you can attend more banquets like this in the future, which will definitely speed up your understanding..."
Even if Liu Yue didn't say anything, Han Bin would do it. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."
Liu Yue smiled slightly. Although she was smiling, her smile was so sad, as if she had unspeakable pain in her heart.
After walking for about half an hour, the valley suddenly made a big turn. As we walked through the curved valley, the fire was shining in front of us, reflecting half of the sky red.
Here, located in the center of the valley, perhaps in order to allow all the monks to shorten their journey, the bonfire feast was chosen here. On the ground of the valley, a huge bonfire was burning, more than ten feet long, with tongues of flame volleying into the sky.
Dancing as if releasing inner anger and dissatisfaction towards the sky.
All the monks in the valley had arrived, and at a glance, there were over 10,000 people.
These monks were wearing the same clothes. Perhaps out of respect for the protagonists of the bonfire, they all changed into clean clothes. Even the monks who were lying on stretchers and dying were the same. These people were gathered around the bonfire, or holding dishes.
Instead of sitting on the ground, they stood up and danced, or gathered together and whispered their innermost thoughts.
In short, everyone has a smile on their face, a smile from the heart.
When Liu Yue brought Han Bin to everyone, almost everyone stood up except for the monk who was lying on the stretcher and couldn't get up. Then they faced Han Bin and bowed their hands. This bowing ceremony, everyone
A monk will encounter it countless times in his life, but for every slave who comes here for the first time, the meaning is completely different.
Because no one has ever seen such a shocking and heavy gift.
The moment everyone saluted, Han Bin clearly saw that an old man's legs were shaking when he stood up. Through the light, he could clearly see that his legs were blood red, and the blood was flowing out rapidly, staining
His pants were red. But even so, despite the tremendous pain, he still stood up and saluted. This salute seemed light, but it was extremely heavy.
The old man was not the only one in the crowd. There were many monks who stood up even though they were unable to stand up. Why did they do this willingly? Not for the treasures of heaven and earth, not for gaining power.
It's just a simple gift.
A breeze blows, and the smell of blood echoes in the valley. Such a scene will move even a cold-blooded person without emotion.
Han Bin was completely moved. Unknowingly, his eyes became moist. Then, a line of tears fell down his cheeks.
At this time, the old man with seriously injured legs suddenly said: "Little brother, why are you crying? It is fate that we can meet here. We should be happy." His voice was not loud, but he was very kind, like an elder.
It's like talking to juniors, it sounds very comfortable.
Hearing these words, Han Bin could no longer hold back his tears and choked up: "Fellow Taoist, you are right, you should be happy."
The old man smiled slightly and walked towards Han Bin with shuffling steps. As he walked, he smiled and said: "This is the right way. Come, let's celebrate this bonfire feast together..." As he walked, he moved his legs.
The blood flowed faster from the injuries on his body, leaving a bloody footprint on the ground with every step he took.
Han Bin quickly stepped forward, supported the old man, and said: "You have an injury on your leg, please stop walking..."
The old man smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "It's such a happy day today, even if my legs are lame, it's still worth it..." As he said that, he took out a poor-quality futon from the storage bag, placed it on the place, and said:
"Little brother, sit down! From today on, you are one of us. There are many things to know. Brother Wang will talk about them one by one later..."
Han Bin nodded heavily and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."
The old man waved and said to Liu Yue on the side: "You come and sit with me too!"
Liu Yue walked up to the old man in a few steps, took out two futons from the storage bag, and said: "Uncle Zhang, you are not feeling well, sit down quickly! Otherwise, you will hurt your muscles and bones, and you will want to walk in the future.
I can only be supported by others."
Uncle Zhang laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, I know it well. Seeing everyone happy makes me feel good..." After that, he said to everyone: "Don't stand still, everyone sit down!"
After everyone heard this, they all took out their futons and sat down around the bonfire.
It can be seen from the situation just now that Uncle Zhang has a very high status among the slaves. When everyone looks at him, their eyes are indescribably respectful.
After Liu Yue sat down, she sent a message to Han Bin: "Uncle Zhang is a very good person, and he is the earliest one among us. It is said that he has been here for tens of thousands of years. He not only teaches everyone some things, but also teaches us about cultivation."
I will summarize my experience and tell everyone. What I told you earlier was all told to me by Uncle Zhang, and he will tell you personally later..."
Hearing this, Han Bin looked at Uncle Zhang with respect. It was indeed great that the other party could make selfless sacrifices. However, something Han Bin could not imagine was yet to come.
Liu Yue sighed secretly and continued to transmit: "Do you know how Uncle Zhang's leg was injured? It was not caused by himself, but to save others. I remember it was raining lightly that day, it was autumn again, and all the medicinal materials had to be harvested
Put it in the wooden box. There is a new comer here.
Because the monk was unskilled, he wasted a little time. Unexpectedly, when the slave Poisonous Scorpion saw it, he whipped her with a whip and beat her to death. At this time, Uncle Zhang rushed over, pushed Poisonous Scorpion away, and let those
The slaves who have finished harvesting the medicinal materials help collect the remaining medicinal materials."
"The monk was saved and was not punished. However, the slave Venomous Scorpion vented his anger on Uncle Zhang, tied him to a wooden stake, and whipped him nearly a hundred times, each of which penetrated into the flesh. Although
Uncle Zhang was not beaten to death, and all of his leg bones were broken. If a brother had not risked his own life to save some minced medicinal materials and applied them to Uncle Zhang, even if Uncle Zhang did not die, his leg would have been destroyed."