Zi Yuanying looked at this scene in surprise, then looked at Ye Wenchan and found that his expression was serious.
"Keep walking!"
Ye Wenchan said lightly.
The two continued to take steps, and after ten steps, the young man and woman turned into middle-aged people.
After another ten steps, their faces became obviously mature.
Ten steps later, the pair of images began to look older.
Then ten steps later, Ye Wenchan and Zi Yuanying were in front of them. Their hair was already gray, their bodies were stooped, and they were walking tremblingly.
That leaf wenchan kept beating his back, as if he couldn't bear the pain.
From time to time, he would cover his abdomen again, as if he was experiencing pain.
But he still kept walking, walking...
Finally, it turned into a mound.
One step at a time!
This is actually a road of time.
At this time, Zi Yuanying also noticed something was wrong with this road. She turned around and suddenly discovered that Ye Wenchan standing in front of her now had a head full of white hair!
Not only is his head full of white hair, but his face is also full of wrinkles, and his body is not as tall as before.
"Sixth Brother, your hair! Your face!"
Zi Yuanying shouted in shock, then looked at her palms, and was shocked to find that her originally delicate skin had turned into wrinkled skin. She reached out to touch her face, and was shocked to find that the once smooth skin had been numbed.
replaced by wrinkles.
"I……"
Zi Yuanying was extremely shocked at this moment, and a feeling of pain arose spontaneously.
Aging is the most cruel to women.
Because in addition to physical pain, women also suffer from the psychological pain of losing youth.
Although it is sad to have bright eyebrows and bright teeth, a beautiful city and a country, but a gray skin and white hair, and an old look, it is sad, but who can escape this old rule?
So at this moment, Zi Yuanying found it difficult to accept this kind of psychological torture.
But Ye Wenchan's eyes remained indifferent.
"A fair man only has gray hair, but a noble man will not spare his hair."
"Oldness is something that no one can avoid."
"After working hard for decades, most people will not only suffer from decline in physiological functions, but also suffer from back pain, rheumatic stomach disease, etc. due to the accumulation of past hard work. These are all unbearable pains."
Ye Wenchan sighed softly.
Immediately, the stars were spinning in his eyes!
"But, I am not an ordinary person!"
"I am a cultivator in the realm of observing the sky. At the age of twenty-seven, I have traversed two realms and spanned the star field. No one can match me."
"I have extraordinary talents and strong bloodline, and I am invincible."
"I have an invincible Taoist heart, an invincible morality, an invincible Taoist body, and my faith is invincible."
"No one can shake me!"
"I will become the strongest existence."
"Whether it's the way of time or the way of speed, it's just one of my thousands of avenues, there is no escape!"
As Ye Wenchan spoke, he stretched out his finger and tapped it gently in the air: "No matter how old or bitter you are, it's all nonsense!"
Following Ye Wenchan's move, all the illusions in front of him disappeared out of thin air!
All the wrinkles on Zi Yuanying's face and hands disappeared.
At this moment, Zi Yuanying looked at Ye Wenchan. She found that Ye Wenchan's hair had grown a little longer, but the rest remained unchanged.
She found that she had also returned to her previous appearance, and that the pain of birth and old age had not left a single change on her body.
Oh, besides being powerful!
Zi Yuanying looked at Ye Wenchan blankly, with mixed feelings in her heart.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Wenchan asked with an indifferent look.
"I'm thinking how great it would be if everything that just happened was true."
"I can accompany you all the way to the end of your life, even if it only lasts a hundred years, I will be satisfied!"
Zi Yuanying murmured.
"What we want to leave is not a hundred years."
Ye Wenchan whispered, and Zi Yuanying was shocked and said with a smile: "Yes, we still have many hundreds of years to go!"
"There are eight hardships in life, but Erer, keep going!"
Ye Wenchan said calmly and stepped forward easily.
Soon, the two of them walked through this wide avenue and continued to move forward.
In front is a group of low tents.
It's like a slum.
Outside the tent, there were many people lying on the ground.
All around, poisonous insects are everywhere, and plague is rampant!
Many children fell on the roadside, wailing in pain.
Many middle-aged people, with some unknown abscesses and blood sores on their faces that looked very heart-shaking, were walking slowly.
There are also many elderly people who are dying and lying on their beds, seemingly waiting to die.
"This is……"
Zi Yuanying felt a sense of compassion out of thin air.
She thought it was an illusion, but when she touched it with her palm, it was so real.
"This is the third suffering, the suffering of illness."
Ye Wenchan said lightly.
From the day humans are born, they have an indissoluble bond with disease.
Diseases of young people such as smallpox and measles, diseases of middle-aged people such as gastric ulcer and tuberculosis, and diseases of old people such as hypertension and heart disease, all make people feel uncomfortable.
Originally, when the four elements are combined in a body, it is inevitable that there will be an imbalance of cold and heat. When you are sick, you will have to lie on the bed and suffer pain. It may be easy for a short time. But if you stay on the bed for many years and take medicine every day, how can this kind of pain be unreasonable?
Metaphor?
"Then how should we get through this suffering?"
Zi Yuanying looked at Ye Wenchan blankly.
But he saw Ye Wenchan patting the yellow-skinned gourd, and a medicine box appeared in his hand.
"I am the best doctor in the world, but I am like a drunkard in civilian clothes. I don't teach that life belongs to the universe."
"In my hands, sickness and pain will disappear!"
While speaking, Ye Wenchan took out the silver needle from the medicine box.
Holding three hundred silver needles in his hand, he can use all the heavenly stems and earthly branches!
Ye Wenchan holds the silver needle in hand and treats these people one by one.
Zi Yuanying also quickly followed up and helped.
It seems like time flies by.
But when he cured the last person, there were no more cases in the entire slum.
Everyone has a smile on their face.
Everyone had gentle eyes and looked at Ye Wenchan with reverence.
Everyone bowed to Ye Wenchan and then disappeared.
When Ye Wenchan was left alone, the entire city in misery was shaken.
Rays of rays of light surged from around the City of Misery and fell on Ye Wenchan and Zi Yuanying.
The glow seemed to praise the behavior of the two people, and Ye Wenchan felt happy both physically and mentally.
However, Zi Yuanying's vitality surged, and she reached another level in just a moment!
The fourth stage of Chasing the Sun Realm!
"Oh my god, I've reached the fourth level of the Chasing Sun Realm. Don't I even have any shackles?"
Zi Yuanying looked at her body blankly and asked in disbelief.
"The most important thing in cultivating Taoism is to cultivate your mind. Once your state of mind is improved, other things will fall into place naturally."
"Your vitality is already profound. This Misery City is a great opportunity for you."
Ye Wenchan said with sigh.
"What about you?"
Zi Yuanying looked at Ye Wenchan with some pity. Did she take advantage of his opportunity?
"Me? No one in this world can give me a chance."
Ye Wenchan shook his head. His strength all depends on whether his belief is firm or not, and all depends on his own thoughts.