"You have peerless talent, a vast road ahead, and unfathomable future cultivation. You can walk on mountains and rivers, catch the stars and the moon, achieve immortality, and travel across thousands of realms. How can you be trapped in a small mountain village, burying your peerless talent, and living a mediocre life?"
"Although the stability of the mortal world is good, it is ultimately short-lived, vain, and fleeting. The path to immortality and immortality is the eternal road."
Dan Quezi looked at the troubled Luo Nian'an and slowly made an agreement. "I won't force you to make an immediate decision. You should go home and discuss this matter with your elders."
"Three days later, at this moment, I will still be here waiting for you."
"Within three days, if you have fully understood your original intention and are willing to follow me on the path to immortality, then come and find me. The destiny between you and me as master and disciple has been established. I will take you back to the Pill Sun Sect to formally become my master and practice."
"If you don't come after three days, it means that the fate between you and me as master and disciple is shallow, the cause and effect are severed, and we will never see each other again in this life. Your immortal fate will be lost and there will be no chance to come back."
The words are solemn, every word is precise, and there is no joke.
Immortal fate is rare, cause and effect are determined by fate, and a single decision is your destiny.
Luo Nian'an was deeply shocked, fully understanding the seriousness of this matter.
He bowed deeply, his posture was upright and polite, and he strictly abided by the etiquette taught by Luo Chuan. He bowed his hands solemnly to Dan Quezi, and his voice was clear and sincere:
"This junior will remember your senior's teachings and will give you a reply in three days."
Dan Quezi nodded slightly, with expectations in his eyes. He said no more, turned around and stood under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, waiting quietly with a detached demeanor.
Luo Nian'an stopped staying, turned around and spread his legs. The small figure ran quickly along the bluestone path towards the small courtyard in the back mountain.
Thousands of emotions were intertwined in his heart, including joy, apprehension, expectation, guilt, entanglement, and twists and turns, making him feel uneasy all the way.
He ran so fast that the corners of his clothes were blown away by the wind, and his small chest heaved violently. He ran through the field paths and the grass beside the stream, without stopping for a moment, straight to his home.
During this short journey, countless thoughts swirled in his mind. He wanted to cultivate immortality, walk on the high road, become stronger, and protect his father.
But he was even more afraid that his father would be sad and that he would be disappointed in his years of hard work in educating and accompanying her.
The small courtyard at the back of the mountain is still quiet and peaceful. The breeze blows through the courtyard, the fallen flowers flutter gently, the fragrance of tea lingers, and the years are peaceful.
Luo Chuan is sitting on the bluestone bench, holding a cup of tea in his hand, quietly looking at the wild flowers blooming in the courtyard, his expression is indifferent Youyuan, and his whole body is peaceful and unruffled.
Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps approaching from far away, he slowly raised his eyes and looked at the little boy who ran through the door, panting slightly and with complicated expressions.
Luo Nian'an rushed in front of Luo Chuan, stopped suddenly, and raised his eyes to look at his closest and most dependent father. All the emotions accumulated in his eyes were instantly overwhelmed.
He gasped for air and looked at the gentle and peaceful Luo Chuan. He couldn't help it anymore and told everything that happened at the entrance of the village just now.
"Dad! A very powerful old immortal has arrived at the entrance of the village!"
"His name is Dan Quezi, and he is the leader of the Pill Sun Sect. He said that I have extremely good bones, that I am a natural talent for cultivating immortals, and that I am a peerless genius!"
"He said that he would accept me as his personal disciple and take me to the Immortal Sect to practice immortality, practice the Great Way, and seek immortality!"
"He asked me to discuss with you and give you an answer in three days. If I don't go, I will never have the chance to cultivate to immortality again in this life!"
The young man spoke very fast, with irrepressible excitement, but also hidden deep anxiety and uneasiness. His big black eyes looked at Luo Chuan for a moment, carefully observing his father's expression.
After he finished speaking, the small courtyard fell into silence for an instant.
The breeze is still, the fallen flowers are hanging, and the fragrance of tea is lingering, silently.
Luo Chuan looked quietly at the young man in front of him who was in a hot mood and whose eyes were full of longing for a fairyland, and said nothing for a long time.
His face was calm, neither surprised nor happy, neither angry nor sighing, he still looked so gentle and peaceful, as if what he heard was not the big event that his child unexpectedly met the fate of immortality, but just ordinary village trivial matters.
A long silence spread, and in the quiet courtyard, only the boy's slightly rapid breathing echoed softly.
Luo Nian'an's heart was hanging a little bit, and she clenched the corners of her clothes tightly, full of anxiety, quietly waiting for her father's answer.
He knew that his father had always disliked his persistence in cultivating immortality, and he was even prepared to be rejected, persuaded, and stopped.
It took a long time, until Luo Nian'an's heart gradually became cold, and the anticipation slowly dissipated.
Luo Chuan then gently put down the tea cup in his hand, his clear and warm eyes fell gently on the young man's immature face, and he spoke softly, his voice was gentle and mellow, without any waves:
"So, what are your thoughts?"
Luo Chuan didn't stop, didn't refute, didn't persuade, just simply asked the child's true feelings.
The decision-making power is entirely placed in Luo Nian'an's own hands.
The sudden inquiry made Luo Nian'an slightly startled, and his hanging heart trembled slightly.
He raised his head and looked into Luo Chuan's gentle and tolerant eyes. All the obsessions, yearnings, grievances, and expectations accumulated in his heart poured out at this moment. His eyes were slightly hot, and his voice was soft but extremely firm:
"Dad... I want to become an immortal."
"I really want to embark on the path to immortality and practice to become stronger."
"Everyone used to say that I was weak and incompetent, and that I had no immortal qualifications. They said that I would only be mediocre in my life. But now I have a chance. There is a real immortal leader who is willing to accept me as his disciple!"
Luo Nian'an pursed her lips slightly, her eyes moistened, and her tone was extremely serious, saying sincerely, "I want to become stronger, I want to cultivate a great path, I want to have the power to protect myself, and even more... protect my father."
"In this life, you took me in, raised me, loved me, protected me, and gave me all the warmth. I don't want to have to hide behind you and be protected by you forever."
"I want to become strong enough so that I can protect you in the future and keep you safe and trouble-free."
These sincere words are pure and sincere, and every word is the most sincere heart of the young man.
The breeze in the courtyard started again, gently blowing Luo Chuan's robe, and also blowing the fine hair on the young man's forehead.
Luo Chuan looked quietly at the grown-up child in front of him, who was sincere, grateful, responsible, and persistent. He had mixed feelings in his heart, but in the end it just turned into a very light sigh.
Sighing silently hides the vicissitudes of the ages, the helplessness of the immortal road, the gentleness of the mortal world, and the perfection of everything.
He has lived for thousands of years and has seen too many people abandon their family ties, cut off ties, and destroy their original intentions in order to pursue the path of immortality, and eventually become cold and ruthless puppets of the great road.
But in his thoughts, even though he was devoted to immortality, he always had a warm heart, never forgot his kindness, kept his kindness in mind, was sincere and pure, and had a clear heart.
Such a mind is enough.
Luo Chuan slowly stretched out his hand, as he had done countless times, and gently touched Luo Nian'an's soft head. The temperature in his palm was gentle and steady, enough to calm all the boy's uneasiness.