Walking between heaven and earth, walking among the four seasons, walking in life.

Wang Baole walked forward step by step. The more he walked, the more peaceful his heart became, the more peaceful his soul became, the more he walked, the deeper his eyes became.

Time passes, wind and snow turn into wind and rain, the moon replaces the sun, and day turns into night. In the cycle of each other, Wang Baole doesn't know how many directions he has walked, how many areas he has walked, how many mountains he has crossed, and how many sea he has crossed.

Until this day, he saw a bridge.

A huge and stunning bridge that appeared in front of him, as high as the sky and was vast and endless.

The ancient sculptures, unknown runes, blue-black bricks and stones, and the surrounding of auspicious beasts make this bridge seem to be created by the universe itself. Although it is not exquisite, it exudes supreme domineering in its roughness!

This breath came to my face, causing Wang Baole, who was standing in front of the bridge to roar. At the same time, it also had a vicissitudes of life, just like the wind blowing from eternal years ago, permeating Wang Baole, as if he had dreamed back to the ancient times. In the desolate field, in the sob of the wind, he felt like the whirl of the lonely sound of the Qiang flute.

In the echo of the sob, in Wang Baole's eyes, figures seemed to appear on the bridge. Most of these figures were monks, and any of them had the fluctuations of cultivation that shakes the world. They... appeared on this bridge in different years and at different times, and walked towards this bridge.

"This is..." After a while, as the figures on the bridge in front of him gradually disappeared, when the bridge reappeared in Wang Baole's eyes, a murmur came from his mouth.

"Treading the Overpass." The person who said these three words was not Wang Baole, but Wang's father appeared beside Wang Baole at some point.

The Wang father was dressed in white and had white hair. His eyes were calm, and he looked up at the overpass, and then looked at Wang Baole who was holding his fists to him at this moment.

"Baole, are you ready for this?"

Wang Baole thought for a while, shook his head, and spoke softly.

"Please wait for me for a while. My younger brother's heart and obsession are still a little short of being perfect."

"It's okay, I'll wait for you here." Wang's father looked at Wang Baole deeply, nodded, sat cross-legged in front of the bridge, and his eyes closed.

Wang Baole bowed again, sat cross-legged in front of the bridge, raised his right hand, looked at the palm of his hand, looked at the earth inside, and slowly closed his eyes.

The soul returns to his hometown.

As a junior brother, you need to repay the kindness of your senior brother. This is Wang Baole's wish and his reason.

Similarly, as a Son of Man, he naturally has great filial piety, so... in front of the bridge, Wang Baole's body stayed here, his soul had entered the world in his palm, entered the stone tablet world, entered the solar system, and entered the earth....

His parents are already old.

Although the catastrophe in the stone tablet world did not affect the Federation, the passage of time still took away my parents' black hair and left wrinkles for them.

Wang Baole's return made the two old men very happy. As for Wang Baole's sister, she has already married and lives an ordinary life. Although Wang Baole's existence makes them different from ordinary people, overall, happiness is good.

Seeing his parents happy and his sister happy, Wang Baole also became happy.

Time passes slowly. In this stone tablet world, on this earth, Wang Baole's return seems to have turned into an ordinary mortal, accompanying his parents and walking through the last path of his life.

Day after day, their parents' white hair became more and more, until finally... They held Wang Baole's hand, and in the father's feelings, in the mother's advice, and under Wang Baole's soft comfort, the two old men slowly closed their eyes.

Wang Baole does have a way to turn the world back. He can even let his parents live forever in this life, and forever in the stone tablet world. However, this proposal was rejected by his parents. He felt his parents' wishes. They... just want to spend the rest of their lives quietly, and then reincarnate and open a new life.

Everyone needs to have independent rights in their life. Even if they are a Son of Man, they should not force their own wishes. In that case... it is not filial piety.

My mother’s only requirement is that after reincarnation, she will still become lovers with Wang Baole’s father, experience romance in different lives, and be together for generations.

Regarding this request, Wang Baole's father wanted to speak out when he was dying, but after being taken a look by his wife, he obediently closed his eyes.

This is not death, but a new journey, so you cannot be sad, you need blessings.

Wang Baole still couldn't help but burst into tears, but there was a smile on his face. He personally painted the soul of his parents, established a marriage, and sent it to the cycle of reincarnation.

Just like when I was sending my senior brother, after waiting for my parents to be born one after another in their next life, Wang Baole's smile became softer when he looked at them.

There is also a sister, Wang Baole also left a similar arrangement. How to decide depends on her sister herself.

After doing this, Wang Baole's heart became more peaceful. On this earth, he was walking in Piaomiao City, and it started to rain in the sky. There were not many pedestrians on the street.

The world looks a little hazy.

In the rain, in this hazy, Wang Baole took a step by step until he was about to cross the road. He stopped and turned to look behind him. At the intersection of the street corner behind him, a beautiful shadow stood there, holding a red striped umbrella and wearing a white long skirt, staring at himself.

The eyes continued for three breaths. Wang Baole smiled on his face, clasped his fists and bowed deeply to the figure.

Liying was silent, put away the umbrella, revealing Li Wan'er's pretty face, letting the rain fall on her body, and bowing to Wang Baole across the road, bowing to him.

After this prayer, the two turned around and walked further and further away.

Wang Baole walked out of Piaomiao City and to Piaomiao Taoist Courtyard. In the back mountain of the Taoist Courtyard, there was a small tree-lined path with peach blossoms blooming on both sides, which was very beautiful.

The rain seemed to stop here, and I was unwilling to disturb me. But the wind was naughty and still came, causing many of the petals to be rolled up and took off, surrounding a beautiful shadow, as if competing for fragrance with it and unwilling to leave.

In the midst of peach blossoms, Wang Baole walked over and looked at each other with a pretty face that showed innocence. The memories of the past emerged, that was... Zhou Xiaoya.

"Are you going to part?" Zhou Xiaoya said softly.

"Yes." Wang Baole replied softly.

"I want to say goodbye." Zhou Xiaoya was silent and spoke loudly after a while.

Goodbye, and will meet again.

"Goodbye." Wang Baole smiled and nodded heavily. As the peach blossoms were flying, he turned around and walked away without clasping his fists, leaving Piaomiao Taoist Courtyard, bid farewell to his master, the ancestor of the Fire Flame and other old friends. Finally, he came to a mountain, which was beautiful, located in the polar region, filled with snow.

There are still snowflakes floating in the sky, crystal clear, and sacredness is revealed.

There is a wooden house on the top of the mountain. When the snow falls, it looks like it is wearing a white wedding dress for the wooden house.

Like in the wooden house in the wedding dress, there is a woman sitting cross-legged and her expression is firm, as if practicing is the eternal path in her life.

Her name is Zhao Yameng.

When Wang Baole came, Zhao Yameng opened her eyes, and a smile as if a flower was blooming on her beautiful face, and she spoke softly.

"Baole, what is a Taoist couple?"

"The lonely road to cultivation requires a companion who work together and head to the end, both teachers, friends and couples, relatives, affections and thoughts." Wang Baole replied with a smile.

"Good." Zhao Yameng smiled, her smile was elegant and her eyes were calm.

"Serious." Wang Baole smiled like a while, sitting beside Zhao Yameng, her eyes closed.

When he opened it again, he was no longer on earth, but his soul returned to the immortal aura. Looking at Wang's father who was meditating under the bridge, Wang Baole's eyes were bright and he spoke softly.
Chapter completed!