Legend of the Great Saint

Chapter 1629 - Karma

In the Hundred Herbs garden, beneath the bodhi tree.

Deep in his thoughts with his eyes shut, Li Fengyuan’s face suddenly became covered with tears. A hint of sorrow appeared on his handsome face.

The nine-coloured deer noticed this secretly, and she became slightly reluctant to see this. This kid is still so young after all. Despite his courage and boldness, he’s just not as staunch as his father. Though, according to the age of humans, he’s probably still just a child. Great danger is imminent, so why doesn’t he feel fear?

At the same time, in the Great Thunderclap temple within his dream, Li Fengyuan touched his cheeks and gazed at the moisture on his fingers in surprise. “Hmm? What’s this!? Why am I crying?”

He had already experienced this sight and situation countless times in his dreams. The destruction of the Great Thunderclap temple was no longer news to him, yet for some reason, at this exact moment, he found it especially moving.

He thought about it seriously, and only then did he understand. I’m fearing death!

A fear for death and a lust for life was nothing but the most common of emotions among all living creatures.

The spirit turtle may enjoy longevity, but there is still a time when death comes. The divine dragon rides on the mists, but there is still a time when it will be reduced to dust.

However, the phoenix was an exception. It was not just different from regular living creatures. It was also an exception among all the natural spirits.

The phoenix would use “nirvāṇa” to transcend the fate of “disintegration, then emptiness”. It possessed an endless lifespan from birth, so it lacked the concept of “death”.

The nine-coloured deer’s comparison was actually wrong. Humans divided their measly few decades of life into several stages and called them infancy, childhood, adolescence, adulthood…

However, phoenixes could not be categorised like this because their lifespans were “limitless”. They were both infants and old people. The endless cycle called “nirvāṇa”.

And, Li Fengyuan was far more courageous than the nine-coloudred deer had imagined. The courage and determination he had inherited from Li Qingshan had completely become a part of his spirit a long time ago, and because he did not go through all those fears and worries like Li Qingshan, it was even more pure than Li Qingshan himself.

At this moment, the reason why he shed his tears was because he experienced the concept of being “limited’ for the first time in his life, which was the concept of “death” that regular people spoke of.

Li Fengyuan gazed down at the tip of his toes. Once he took this step, it would be death. Whether they won or lost, there would only be death.

Even if Li Qingshan defeated all the powerful foes in the end, claiming the title of the heavenly emperor beyond the Nine Heavens, he would not be able to redeem his life among the six realms of saṃsāra and the trichiliocosm.

Li Qingshan’s victory or defeat had y…

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