Life and death are intertwined, life and death are intertwined … Everything I've done in the past hundred years was wrong. I only wanted to comprehend the Spiritual Sense in this painting, but sadly, I was wrong from the very start. Shen Ao Cang's voice was filled with helplessness and sorrow.

He seemed to be talking to himself, and his tone was dispirited.

If I had known more about her, then perhaps I wouldn't have stuck to the divine sense of the painting and instead would have studied the flowers inside it. If that was the case, it wouldn't take long for me to unlock it.

But...

It took me a hundred years.

Yi Zhou sighed in his heart. If he had known a little more, how could he have taken such a detour? However, the price he had to pay was a hundred years of separation.

If they knew each other better, they wouldn't have to miss it.

Yun Rong, I, I'm sorry.

Tears flowed down from the corners of Shen Ao Cang's eyes. He lay on the ground with a stiff expression on his face, as though he was a dead man.

The sorrow is greater than the death of the heart.

His heart, when comprehending the words' life and death together ', was already dead.

At this moment, it was bone-chilling cold.

Right at this moment, Yi Zhou's eyes flashed, Shen Ao Cang's scattered black hair instantly turned white, in that instant, his head full of white hair.

And he, had become much older.

Shen Ao Cang slowly closed his eyes as tears rolled down his face. Yi Zhou sat beside him, not knowing what to say.

The person he spoke of, Yun Rong, what kind of woman was she?

She must be very disappointed when she couldn't get the news that he was studying her.

Sometimes, in an instant, it would be forever separated.

Yi Zhou looked at Shen Ao Cang and sighed, he did not disturb him, but quietly sat down not too far away, just in case something happened to him.

This entire space had become extremely quiet, and very soon, night fell. The bright moonlight poured down from the sky, and landed on Yi Zhou's body.

At this moment, Shen Ao Cang opened his eyes. He raised his head and stared at the starlight that filled the skies, his gaze filled with disappointment.

Shen Ao Cang, everything is because of your cowardice.

How talented she was back then, how many suitors could she have? Compared to others, what could the you at that time be counted for? However, she didn't mind. After getting along for so long, drop by drop, can't you feel the other party's feelings for you?

How many offers did she make for you? And which one of those rejected is worse than you? Why did she do that?

When she became the Holy Empress of the Ancient River of Forgetfulness, her heart would still be thinking about you. At that time, just how disappointed would she be in you?!

Even if you hadn't comprehended the four paintings back then, if you had asked, she would have followed you at any cost. But what about you? Cowardice, cowardice, inferiority.

Shen Ao Cang, you are really stupid.

He was extremely stupid.

Shen Ao Cang thought about the events of the past, his heart was filled with desolation. He looked up into the night sky, where the moon was missing and the wind was blowing gently. He was lonely and desolate.

At that time, she too should have felt the same.

Before he knew it, the night had passed. The morning air was a little chilly, and the air was filled with a faint mist.

Yi Zhou opened his eyes, only to see that Shen Ao Cang still sat there quietly, with a lifeless look in his eyes as he stared at the empty sky.

Senior Shen. Yi Zhou shouted.

He woke up? At this moment, he appeared extremely calm, as if he had already walked out from the shadow of yesterday.

Yes. Yi Zhou nodded.

Come with me to pick the flowers. Shen Ao Cang laughed, stood up and walked towards the sea of flowers.

Yi Zhou followed along. With Shen Ao Cang's guidance, he got to know all kinds of flowers.

After a long time, they finally found the flower they were looking for.

Flowers.

Following that, Shen Ao Cang's gaze fell on Yi Zhou's body. "Yes." Remember to cherish those around you.

Finished speaking, Shen Ao Cang turned around and continued walking towards the depths of the sea of flowers.

Yi Zhou stood in place and thought for a long time. This was what Aunt Yin had told him back then.

The word 'love' hurt the most.

Deep within the sea of flowers, Yi Zhou followed Shen Ao Cang and arrived at a secluded space.

Mo Fan, you were the one who comprehended these four paintings, so I'll give these paintings to you. After saying that, Shen Ao Cang waved his sleeve, and the four picture scrolls instantly turned into specks of light as they flew towards Yi Zhou.

Yi Zhou took a glance at Shen Ao Cang, who had a head full of white hair overnight, and then, without putting on airs, received the four painting scrolls and bowed. Thank you, senior.

I should thank you. Shen Ao Cang laughed and shook his head. If it hadn't been for you, perhaps a hundred years would have passed, but I still wouldn't have been able to comprehend it.

Yi Zhou didn't say anything, he only felt a bit of heartache over Shen Ao Cang's experience. If the him back then had had more courage, then maybe his life would have been even more perfect.

Ke ke, I have not spoken to anyone for a hundred years. Shen Ao Cang laughed and shook his head.

With a flick of his finger, the endless sea of flowers suddenly wiggled. The magnificent flower petals shot up into the sky, condensing into a blossoming lotus flower. The surface of the lotus flower began to emit many Spiritual Energy ripples.

With my inheritance here, how much you can learn will depend on your luck.

Looking at the beautiful lotuses floating in mid air, Yi Zhou could not help but become excited.

I, Shen Ao Cang's successor, need a strong will and determination, akin to a boulder. When passing on my legacy, what I have to bear is not just the test of the final step in the corridor.

Shen Ao Cang looked at the excited Yi Zhou and laughed. Are you ready?

Yi Zhou nodded heavily.

Good. Shen Ao Cang then waved his hand, and the beautiful lotus flower floating in mid air slowly floated down, right above Yi Zhou's head, following which, vast amounts of Spirit Qi started to pour down like rain.

Phew...

Yi Zhou took a deep breath, and quickly concentrated his mind.

Buzz buzz.

A faint buzzing sound came out from the petal lotus, and it was emitting a strange luster. The vast Spiritual Energy passed through Yi Zhou's scalp and entered his mind.

Boom …

Instantly, pain followed, causing Yi Zhou to groan in pain as his body involuntarily trembled. Following that, a terrifying energy began to spread out from within his body, spreading through his limbs and bones.

His four limbs felt sore, as if they were being violently torn apart. A dark golden lustre enveloped his entire body.

Yi Zhou frowned and gritted his teeth. Every inch of his skin was being roasted by the heat and sweat continuously flowed out, but it quickly evaporated. White mist pervaded the air and enveloped Yi Zhou within.

Yi Zhou's face was filled with pain. That sort of acute pain made his originally delicate and pretty face become somewhat malevolent.

Outside of the Tai Xuan Mountain, Yi Yi, Yan Chen and the others were waiting quietly.

Everyone present stared at the Tai Xuan Mountain in front of them. What kind of good fortune would Yi Zhou obtain?

Liu Yue's face became extremely ugly. Today, he should have been the one to release the light, but who would have thought that everything he did would be snatched away by Yi Zhou.

Did Yi Zhou care about the wager between him and Yi Zhou?

Maybe it was nothing.

Liu Yue's expression was dark as he whispered to Bai Ming and the rest behind him. Let's go.

He wanted to leave.

Previously, Yi Zhou had heavily injured Bai Ming with ease, but now that he had obtained the good fortune from Taixuan Mountain, even he, Liu Yue, did not have the confidence to defeat Yi Zhou.

Bai Ming and Ye Hen understood and wanted to leave with Liu Yue.

Stop! Yan Chen's eyes flashed, and shouted fiercely.

Liu Yue stopped in his tracks, stared coldly at Yan Chen, and wanted to stop him?

Isn't it too late to leave now? Yan Chen enunciated each word slowly, his tone cold.

If I want to leave, how can you stop me? Liu Yue's expression turned cold.

Try it. Yan Chen took a step forward as the fluctuations of a third level Invigorated Meridian Realm Spiritual Energy abruptly bloomed.

Liu Yue narrowed his eyes and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

At this moment, a group of people galloped over from afar. There were around ten of them, and their cultivation bases were also extremely high. The lowest was at the first level of the Inscription Realm.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Gu Lingwei's beautiful eyes flashed as she muttered to herself. People from the Azure Cloud Kingdom?

Gu Lingwei? The man in black robes who was the leader of the group spotted Gu Lingwei at a glance.

Then, he also saw Yi Yi. This meant that Yi Zhou was definitely present as well.

This time, they really wanted to see where they could escape to.

King Luo had ordered that anyone who killed Yi Zhou would be heavily rewarded.

Now that there was such a good opportunity, how could they miss it?

Let's go. The man in black waved his hand, and the group of people started moving forward in a flash.

What are you doing? Gu Lingwei's beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, her gaze filled with a murderous intent.

Gu Lingwei, let me ask you, where is Yi Zhou now? The black clothed man spoke indifferently, and the corners of his mouth held a sneer. Tell me, perhaps I will spare your life!

No comment. Gu Lingwei frowned slightly as she spoke coldly.

The atmosphere instantly became oppressive as the surrounding air turned bone-chilling cold.

All of the people present were dumbstruck. All of these people were here to kill Yi Zhou?

The black robed man helplessly spread his hands and said. It looks like you aren't willing to cooperate.

Then I'll … I'll take your life!

A few figures flashed as they dashed towards Gu Lingwei, not holding back in the slightest.

At the same time, Yan Chen, Yi Yi, and the group of monsters also flashed towards that group of people.

Note:

The sprigs are taken from the 'sprigs of the mausoleum'.

Joining the Tombs: Metaphor love is unshakable.

Rumble … Just as he was hesitating, a deafening roar resounded.

Immediately after, the crowd turned their gazes towards Mystical Mountain, only to see a dazzling radiance flickering there.

Ye Zichen squinted his eyes. He could vaguely see a black robed figure walking slowly towards him.

Not long after, the blinding light dissipated and the figure finally appeared clearly in front of everyone's eyes.

It was Yi Zhou!

Yi Zhou took a step forward in midair, his sharp black eyes sweeping across the crowd of Blue Cloud Nation as a killing intent flashed past his eyes.

Seeing this, the killing intent of this King Luo towards him was just as strong as it used to be.

Yi Zhou didn't know anything about the people in front of him, but they wanted to kill him. It was very clear that they were King Luo's orders and they would be heavily rewarded.

Since that was the case, then …

Why was he being polite?

Next was the following.

At this moment, everyone present looked at Yi Zhou in a daze. At this moment, his aura had undergone a huge change compared to before he entered the Tai Xuan Mountain, and even his spiritual sense had clearly improved.

Yan Chen, Yi Yi and the others all looked at Yi Zhou and revealed smiles.

You finally appeared. The black clothed man, who was the leader of Blue Cloud Nation's disciples, looked at Yi Zhou and smiled indifferently. You know what? Your life is very valuable, so …

The black clothed man paused as the corner of his mouth curled up into a sinister arc. His face was ferocious like a ghost from the ninth level of hell.

Can you lend it to me?

As these words left his mouth, the space seemed to freeze up a little and became completely silent.