Eternal Tale

He held the ancient book with both hands, feeling as if it weighed a thousand pounds.

”Kang Ming.” Just then, a shout suddenly came from the bustling crowd.

A figure found Kang Ming’s location among the swaying heads and called out anxiously, ”The ancestor has manifested, auspicious omens have descended from the heavens, quickly have the disciples return.”

”Alright!” Kang Ming responded, looking around before running towards the voice. He wasn’t tall, but he was fast.

However, his gaze seemed to linger in the direction where Chen Xun had disappeared, but those ethereal figures were long gone.

Kang Ming took a deep breath and turned to sprint down the mountain.

As he ran, a pale yellow aura fluctuated around him!

His slightly closed eyes trembled gently in their sockets, and a pale yellow aura circulated continuously through his meridians.

This scene gave off a hazy feeling, as if he had gained an ethereal and transcendent aura.

This was the martial arts technique of the Pingtai Medical Hall that Kang Ming was cultivating!Practicing both medicine and martial arts was the ancestral teaching passed down for thousands of years at Pingtai Medical Hall.

In the distance.

Chen Xun and Black Bull slowly walked down the mountain, unhurried, as if they were part of the mountain forest.

Black Bull looked up at Chen Xun, its face carved by countless years, weathered by time, no longer youthful.

It gently exhaled through its nostrils, Chen Xun was indeed getting old.

Whoosh...

A gentle mountain breeze blew past, lightly brushing the inferior low-grade spirit stone on Chen Xun’s chest.

He looked up at the sky, silent, his steps steady as if walking a path he had traversed countless times, his silhouette merging with countless familiar figures from his memories.

”The light boat has passed ten thousand mountains...” A faint smile appeared on Chen Xun’s lips, carrying a hint of comfort and nostalgia.

His gaze reached far, as if he could see the river of time flowing blue, the shadows of boats flickering.

”Bull, the weather is quite nice today, sunny and perfect for traveling,” he said with a slight smile.

”Moo.” Black Bull snorted in agreement.

Chen Xun said no more, continuing down the mountain, his steps slow yet firm, like a traveler who had crossed many mountains and rivers.

Their shadows stretched long under the sunlight, as if telling an ancient and endless story, continuously moving towards the light...

……

Half a day later, by the street.

The commercial road here was exceptionally prosperous, filled with the shouts of vendors, steam rising into the sky.

Chen Xun walked up to a bun shop and said with a gentle smile, ”Boss, a basket of buns, please.”

”Two pieces of broken spirit stones, young man, just leave them there!” The bun shop was run by a large family, quite busy, they called out casually.

”Alright.” Chen Xun nodded lightly.

The young people inside couldn’t help but take a few more looks at Chen Xun, his demeanor calm and elegant, with an uncommon aura... like a teacher from the town.

When they brought him a basket of buns, they were much more polite, calling out for him to take care, which made Chen Xun smile, finding it amusing.

Outside the bun shop, an ancient street lay quietly under the sunlight, the moss on the stone pavement carrying a moist scent.

Black Bull stood outside the bun shop, its ancient and weathered gaze sweeping through complex memories, casting onto those long-sealed years.

Black Bull’s divine sense surged like a tide, permeating the surrounding air, scanning through the mundane world, covering every corner.

The mortal world unfolded like a scroll before it, the heroes, families, and great sects of the past flashed through its mind.

Yet, there was no trace of Zhou Guangyi.

It gently exhaled through its nostrils, the white mist dissipating in the sunlight, turning into nothingness.

Its eyes grew deeper.

Time flowed like a river, and it couldn’t reverse it to find that familiar name.

Zhou Guangyi’s name, like a needle dropped into the sea, stirred no waves, the hero who once shook the land seemed to have vanished without a trace in this mortal world.

He seemed to have disappeared from this world, without founding a sect, his legacy severed.

Black Bull slowly closed its eyes, and after a long time, it reopened them, its eyes flashing with a deep light, it gently exhaled through its nostrils, lost in thought.

On the stone platform, Chen Xun sat quietly, taking bites of the meat bun in his hand, his eyes shining with wisdom that saw through the world.

He observed Black Bull’s actions, taking it all in.

Yet he only smiled calmly, his hand not pausing in its action of biting the meat bun.

”Moo?”

At this moment, Black Bull’s nose twitched slightly, its gaze suddenly falling on Chen Xun, eyes showing an indescribable emotion, ”Moo?”

I’m not eating?

”Haha...” Chen Xun couldn’t help but laugh, reaching out to offer a meat bun, ”Bull, save it, come on.”

”Moo!” Black Bull snorted happily, rushing towards Chen Xun, its previous mood swept away.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves onto the stone platform, the aroma of the buns filling the air.

The man and the bull ate quietly, not caring about their image, yet exuding a strange sense of isolation from the world, as if the hustle and bustle of the world had nothing to do with them.

Passersby showed surprised expressions, their gazes inevitably drawn to the man and the bull, wanting to approach but feeling unable to touch them.

They held their breath, afraid to disturb the scene, an instinctive reaction, unaffected by subjective emotions.

This young man... was no ordinary person!

On the stone platform.

Chen Xun smiled at Black Bull, ”Bull, it seems the Zhou family is no more, not a trace remains.”

”Moo...” Black Bull’s eyes showed complexity, a low moo escaping its throat.

There seemed to be a hint of sadness in its eyes that others couldn’t detect, it looked at the bun in Chen Xun’s hand, a flash of memory in its eyes, then swallowed it heavily.

”I’ve experienced a story of the Immortal King Burial, time is like this, no need for regret.”

Chen Xun spoke softly, having long come to terms with many things, ”How is it that after all these years, it’s still like this.”

”Moo~” Black Bull shook its head, it didn’t regret the past, only the future, the mortal world was like this, and perhaps the world of immortals was the same for them.

”Thinking too much.” Chen Xun chuckled, giving Black Bull a slap, ”Our good days are just beginning, the mortal world and the world of immortals are never the same, don’t get caught up.”

”Moo!” Black Bull’s eyes widened suddenly, yes, they were the ancestors of the Five Aggregates Sect... their own people, even if the Three Thousand Great Worlds were destroyed, the legacy of the Five Aggregates Sect would not be severed.

”Let’s go, it’s not a big deal.”

Chen Xun laughed heartily, then stood up, ”Let’s see Yao Yue and then return to the sect, you were actually lamenting here, your state of mind is still three points short of this Dao Ancestor.”

”Moo moo~~” Black Bull grinned, nudging Chen Xun, that’s why you’re the eldest brother, and I’m the second brother!

It directly nudged the Qi cultivation phase Dao Ancestor onto its back, Black Bull let out a long cry, its limbs strong as it ran into the distance.

The figures of the man and the bull grew smaller under the sunlight, eventually turning into a black dot, disappearing into the rolling yellow sand.

On the stone platform, empty and vast, a gust of wind blew, lifting a cloud of dust, leaving only a deep footprint.