newbobooks Chapter 611 I will go my separate ways
Chapter 611 I will go my separate ways
After separating from Li Changxiao, Mu Qin first went to the Mu Mansion Mausoleum to pay tribute to her master's tombstone. She got drunk in front of the tombstone all night and set out on her journey alone the next day.
After walking for another three days, Mu Qin often stopped and suddenly felt upset, but she couldn't figure out why she was upset. The bridge of inquiry was still far away, and you were walking slowly, because you knew that the swordsman walked freely. She walked too fast, so she could only wait.
Traveling alone was much more convenient. She had incense to burn, so she ate little and had few desires. She only had one meal a day, and after a few simple bites, she could start her journey again. At night, after sleeping for an hour, she felt full of energy and could not fall asleep. With nothing to do, she could only travel alone again.
Although she intentionally slowed down, she was not really slow. Mu Qin smiled bitterly to herself, thinking about her life. It seemed that she could never stop since she embarked on the path of cultivation. But when she thought about the past period of time, when the swordsman was still by her side, she ate three meals a day and slept for two or three hours, just like an ordinary person. Was she intentionally accommodating the swordsman, or was she happy to do so?
The night was long. That night, Mu Qin came across two groups of people fighting on the road. Waves of spiritual energy and light echoed all around. She did not leave, but hid herself on a distant hill and overlooked the battle.
Within an hour, the momentum faded. Mu Qin had a blank expression on her face, cold as ice, as she walked on the messy ground to the center of the battlefield, where she saw four or five scattered corpses.
They were all dead. She had been practicing since she was young and was used to seeing life and death. The blood on her hands could dye the mountains red and could also condense into a river. The death and birth of living beings used to hardly move her. However, the four or five corpses here made her stop for a long time. There was a gap in her heart, so her thoughts were complicated, whether good or bad, they often lingered in her mind.
She didn't recognize these people, but suddenly she dug a deep pit on the ground, buried these monks, and erected a stone tablet. It was not easy to complete all this with human power alone. She worked from late at night until dawn. Mu Qin wiped her sweat and sat in front of the tombstone, thinking: "These monks have good cultivation. Judging from the momentum of the previous battle, they must have the cultivation of the spirit transformation, and can be regarded as half-enlightened people. But no matter how powerful they were in their lifetime, everything is gone here."
The tombstone was nameless. Mu Qin turned and left. Her back was thin, and the morning breeze blew gently. She said in her heart: "Seek the Tao, seek the Tao. I still can't figure out what the Tao is. I have been searching hard, but my hands are empty. Although I am not dead, I am no different from death."
She continued to walk slowly, paying attention to the terrain, and found that the Heart-Searching Bridge was not far away. Her calm mood suddenly became agitated, and she couldn't help but ask herself, "I often find it difficult to tell which one of Zhao Qing and Mu Qin is my true self. The Heart-Searching Bridge is not far away. I guess my Dao Fruit must be behind the Heart-Searching Bridge. This time I am here to retrieve the Dao Fruit and seek the Dao. But if my Dao Fruit is not on the other side of the Heart-Searching Bridge, then this Heart-Searching Bridge... I am afraid I will never dare to set foot on it in my life."
She knew that among the complex emotions in her heart, there was one called fear. Halfway through the Eighteen Hells Bridge, she realized that her path was flawed and it was difficult to advance and easy to retreat. She studied incense deeply, diverted a lot of energy, and knew that her life would not last long, so she temporarily let go of that obsession.
But today, she was alone near the Bridge of Inquiry. The questions she had avoided for hundreds of years were now unavoidable. Looking back on her life, it seemed like she had no regrets, but it was all regrets.
At this moment, Mu Xianchang paused for a long time, sighed a few times, and then set out again. More than ten days passed quietly, but it was not a peaceful time. Four days ago, Mu Qin had been ambushed and killed three times. There were six people who ambushed and killed her. They were all strong in cultivation and were well-known before their spiritual energy was exhausted.
Mu Qin swung out with one palm, knocking the six people unconscious instantly. She slapped out with another palm, intending to take their lives, but suddenly she thought: "The Great Dao is in contention. If you die in the struggle, you can't blame others. I can kill them without any guilt in my heart. But I am also confused and trapped in the future, so killing them will be useless. Forget it, let go of these poor people who are also pursuing the Great Dao."
Then he suddenly withdrew his hand and left. However, when he encountered the second attack, Mu Qin changed her usual behavior and attacked the ambush man. After killing him, her eyebrows were tightly knitted, but her thoughts were completely different from before. She had a long and difficult road ahead. Since the two of them were on opposite sides, she would kill the guard who blocked her way.
When she encountered the third attack, she changed her mind again and slapped the attacker half to death. Seeing the attackers shouting and begging for mercy, she felt her mind was in a daze, like a walking corpse, and left numbly.
Not only was she confused about the road ahead, she even couldn't figure herself out at this moment. She just felt inexplicably irritated, with bloodshot eyes. There was a heavy rain falling from the sky, but she didn't hide or avoid it, and just walked forward alone as if nothing happened.
Ten days later, she could no longer remember how many times she had attacked him, but they were all no match for her palm. She sometimes killed and sometimes didn't, and her actions were erratic. Her mind was confused and heavy, her eyelids were getting heavier, and her face was less bloody and paler.
She didn't know how long she had been walking. When she realized she had stopped, the Bridge of Inquiry was already in front of her. The long bridge had no edge or end, and on both sides was dense fog, lonely and dull.
Mu Qin sat cross-legged on the ground, silently chanting the Calming Mantra, but everything she saw and heard along the way kept coming back to her, and she couldn't calm down. Looking back, she thought, "This Heart-Searching Bridge is more than ten thousand feet long, far beyond the Eighteen Hells. I've finally come here, and my Dao Fruit...maybe it's on the other side."
She paced back and forth, lit a bonfire, settled down by the bridge, and waited for Li Changxiao to come, but after waiting for three or four days, there was no sign of him. She thought again: "Li Changxiao may seem frivolous, but he is a man of his words. He promised to help, so he will definitely come. But this bridge is too long. If he enters the bridge to help me, he will definitely take many risks."
"Muqin, Muqin...you claim to be a seeker of the Tao, but in the end, do you need others to help you seek the Tao? No...don't be reckless. It's because my Tao has been lacking recently, and the external evil has invaded my spirit. The decision I made is definitely not rational. We need to wait for him to come."
Mu Qin questioned herself and the Great Dao, and the closer she got to the Bridge of Inquiry, the more confused she became. She also noticed something, and she woke herself up.
However, after waiting for a few more days, Mu Qin changed her mind again. Today, when she looked down, she saw that the causal line that was "entangled" her waist and abdomen had been wrapped around to the end of her lower back, almost forming a complete circle.
Her eyes gradually dimmed, and the thought of waiting for Li Changxiao suddenly disappeared. She hesitated, stood up, and fought to the front of the Heart-Questioning Bridge. She thought to herself, "My Muqin is a dying man, and his behavior is erratic. Although I asked Li Changxiao for help, I don't want him to be in danger. It's clear that I am happy to travel with him, but I want to leave secretly."
"At this moment, standing in front of this bridge, I don't know the way forward, and I have no way back. Bridge of Conscience, Bridge of Conscience, I... am obviously extremely afraid of you, and I have thought of ways to avoid you, but why... do I want to take another step."
Mu Qin looked back but saw no one, so she waited for a while, and finally stopped waiting for Li Changxiao, raised her foot, stepped down, and stepped into the Bridge of Inquiry.
"If my ways are wrong, I will scatter them."
She stepped into the thick fog, a change from the previous chaos.