[END] Will Eternal

Chapter 878: Eternity

Even after seeing Gongsun Yun's grief, Bai Xiaochun still did not tell the truth. There's no way he could. How could he possibly explain that Gongsun Wan’er had actually long been killed in the Falling Sword Gorge?

It would be too cruel to tell Gongsun Yun that the little sister he saw afterward was truly a strange girl. Bai Xiaochun could not bear to deliver such a bitter blow.

Instead, she told Gongsun Yun a story in which her sister sacrificed her life as a hero.

The story he told was not without flaws, and apparently Gongsun Yun realized that. But he did not ask any further questions …

"Sister, is it really you who returned to the sect …?" he thinks. The truth is that he has asked himself the same question on many occasions, and does not really want to know the answer ….

After Gongsun Yun left, Bai Xiaochun felt worse than before. He doesn't like to feel this way. He likes to be happy and have fun. However, as he grew up, he realized that such emotions were inevitable.

Often in the past, he could bury such feelings, but right now, all the graves he saw caused Zhou Xinqi's face to float in his mind even more clearly than before, and many other familiar faces. It was an image that he could not remove.

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Currently, no other patriarch in the sect had a better chance of becoming a god than the Patriarch Spirit Stream. He was in a better position than even the Patriarch's blood flow.

The Patriarch Spirit Stream could feel the gloominess of Bai Xiaochun's atmosphere. When he looked at her from a distance, he could tell from the fluctuations of the divine sense how sad she was. Although he did not understand Bai Xiaochun as much as Li Qinghou did, he was there to watch him grow into a person like him.

At some point, he appeared next to Bai Xiaochun, even though he did not cut him off. He just stood there, looking at all the graves of the River Suppression Sect.

Finally, when the time was right, he spoke in an age-filled hoarse voice.

"Xiaochun, look around …. Can you tell what is different about this sect …? ”

Bai Xiaochun had long since realized that the Patriarch Spirit Stream had come to stand beside him. However, he was in a mood too bad to say anything. In response to the patriarch's words, he looked around.

The sect was filled with a buzz of commotion as all sorts of repair work was underway. Everyone worked hard. Although nothing dramatic happened, a close examination revealed that the sect quickly returned to its original state. It wouldn't be long before it was filled with as much life as before.

As for all the disciples of the three sects who had been captured, they were important bargaining chips that could be absorbed into the sect as new disciples, or traded with the three sects for wages.

"Do you know what's different?" The Patriarch Spirit Stream asked again. "Do you know why all the students work so hard? Do you know why they are all so focused …? Because this was not just their sect. That's their house!

“Sekte Stream Spirit. The River Antidote Sect. That doesn't matter. They're same. The good fortune of the disciples was the good fortune of the sect. That's the most important thing. As long as the disciples had enough faith and trust in the sect, then ... the sect would be their home!

"And the reality is that our sect .. is home to all of us, including the patriarch!" The Patriarch Spirit Stream was already very, very old, and in fact, if not for the fact that he relied on special secret magic, he would have long since died. Perhaps because of that secret magic, or perhaps because of the dramatic events that the River Antidote Sect had seen in the past few years, his face was covered with more wrinkles than before, making him seem even more ancient.

At this point, Bai Xiaochun's mood stopped sinking. However, there was still something gnawing at his mind. Slowly but surely, he looked at the patriarch.

"Patriark .. aren't we cultivators practicing cultivation so we can live forever? Why do we have to fight and kill all the time? As long as we live, there are infinite possibilities! But once we die ... then what good is it all …? " This question had been stored deep in Bai Xiaochun's heart for many years, and was unwilling to leave.

It was a profound question, and in response, the Patriarch of Spirit Stream simply stood still there for a moment. The truth is he has no answer. A few moments passed, and he seemed to grow a little older. Then he looked back at Bai Xiaochun, his eyes warm but tinged with pain.

It was a pain due to the grief he felt for the most outstanding of all Spirit Stream Division disciples. After all, he knew that from the first day Bai Xiaochun joined the sect, he was afraid of death and dreamed of being able to live forever.

"Xiaochun ..." he said softly. "You're right. As long as we live, there are endless possibilities. But just because we die does not mean that our hopes and dreams die with us!

"I can't speak for others, but I can say that when I look at all these graves, I'm absolutely sure … that the disciples who died in battle did so because of the Dao that was in their hearts!"

"What do you mean Dao?" Bai Xiaochun replied, puzzled. He had been asked a similar question back in the rainbow experiment by fire in the Starry Sky Polarity Sect. And although he never answered the question, he had a vague feeling that his Dao .. would live forever.

"The word Dao is very deep and deep" the patriarch replied. “No one can explain it perfectly…. For me, only by living for so many years can I feel what it means….

“Dao is the focus. Think of all the heroes who died in battle. Do you think they are not afraid of death? Do you think they don't want to live forever? They're afraid. And they want to live forever! But the sect was their home, and they struggled to defend and protect it. They are willing to sacrifice their own lives, even to the point of giving in to their own desires and desires. No matter how painful they were, they swore to die defending their home!

“While I am, I have decided for a long time. Even if everyone manages to escape, I will stay. If our sect burns, I will go with it!

“Isn't that the same as you, Xiaochun …? Back in the battle in the Luochen Mountains, why did you return to save your fellow disciples? Don't you know that if you come back, you might die?

“What would happen if, instead of facing the three gods before, it was the three gods …? Are you coming to fight? Or will you survive in the distance, watch us die, and then escape? "

Those words struck Bai Xiaochun's heart like a bolt of lightning. He had never thought of a question like this before, and was not even sure how to answer it. The truth was that at the time when the sect was about to come calamity, he thought of nothing. He simply could not bear watching it being crushed in front of him, and felt he had no choice but to advance into battle.

As he pondered these things, he was suddenly startled by the revelation. Although his focus in life is to live forever .. there are too many other things in the world that he cares about. He couldn't just forget those things, and it meant that, even if he didn't like it, sometimes he had to fight and kill. It was like the laws of nature concerning heaven and earth.

When danger threatens his friends, his family, his sect, or his home, then it doesn't matter how much his desire to live forever. He will always do the same!

He will always make the same choice!

"Life and death…." Given how many years the Patriarch Spirit Stream had lived, and its longevity status, when he spoke of life and death, it somehow seemed more meaningful.

"Sometimes, you may live .. but die for certain people ….

"And sometimes, you may die, yet still be alive …. Zhou Xinqi perished, but she lived forever in Shangguan Tianyou's heart! The black dog was dead, but there was forever to Beihan Lie!

“See all names in this grave, Xiaochun. These disciples died in battle, but from now on, everyone in the River Suppression Sect will remember them! Who would dare to forget them !? ” Patriarch Spirit Stream speaks with firmness that can cut nails and cut iron. His words were like lightning that resonated in Bai Xiaochun's mind and heart, causing a tremor that passed through him. It was almost like a door had been opened inside him, making certain thoughts and feelings that once were obscured suddenly as clear as daylight.

His eyes flickered with enlightenment at the profound implications of the words he had just spoken. He suddenly felt as if he understood the meaning of life and death, and also understood why he had always made one particular choice. That's because .. focus!

Although sadness was still in her heart, the more she thought about her new understanding, the more it resembled respect. Then he clasped his hands and bowed deeply to all the graves! Even after a while, he did not rise from his bow.

"I understand now, Patriarch ..." he muttered. He bowed down to those who had died in battle, to their sacrifice, to their courage. He bowed ... to the souls of true heroes!

As long as the sect existed .. then these disciples who had fallen in battle would live in the hearts of the sect, for eternity!

They are dead, but they will be forever!