Douluo's Heavens Upgrade

Chapter 208 Awareness of Self (Chapter Three)

"My way, what is missing?"

Muttering in his mouth, Chen Xiaoming has a feeling that once he understands what is missing, his causal mood will definitely be understood.

Otherwise, even if you stay for ten or twenty years, it may be in vain.

"It seems that you have encountered a problem?"

A figure appeared silently, it was the old man who had left from Wang Lin before, but at this moment, the old man still had a lewd look, a deep light flashed in his eyes, and a mighty aura permeated out.

"Well, do you always feel like something is missing?"

He glanced at the other party, but a cultivator in the middle of the ascension, he did not pay attention to it at all, but the latter's understanding of the Tao made Chen Xiaoming quite concerned.

"The same way of transforming the mortal, why do I always feel that something is missing?"

He poured a glass of the fruit wine in his hand, flicked it lightly, the glass stood in the air, and flew to the front of the old man. Chen Xiaoming took a sip by himself, and then spoke to himself.

Stones from other hills, can learn.

The old man took the wine glass with a twinkle in his eyes. He also did it quietly and listened carefully.

He originally came just because he didn't want to give up and wanted to take a last look, but when Chen Xiaoming opened his eyes, he felt the other party's comprehension, as if there was a problem.

At this moment, when this faint fairy energy was used, the old man could see at a glance that Chen Xiaoming's cultivation level was actually higher than himself.

Involuntarily, the old man had another idea in his heart.

An extra master at the top stage is very helpful for his future plans, and at this moment, the other party seems to have encountered a problem.

Time passed, Chen Xiaoming didn't have much to tell, and the old man frowned as he told the story, and gradually fell into deep thought.

When everything was finished, Chen Xiaoming glanced at the old man who was still thinking, and waited quietly.

After a long time, the old man woke up, let out a deep breath, looked at Chen Xiaoming, and said softly.

"I think I know what you're missing?"

"Huh? You know?"

Originally, I didn't have any hope. I didn't expect the old man to really see what he was lacking.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Light flashed in the old man's eyes, but then he shook his head and glanced at Chen Xiaoming, but he moved towards the door.

"I just want you to help me out when I need it."

"can."

Without any hesitation, Chen Xiaoming responded directly, the old man not far away nodded when he saw it, and then said softly to Chen Xiaoming: "You can't tell, I can't tell you what's missing directly."

"But I can tell you how to find what you're missing."

Chen Xiaoming frowned, but he believed the old man's words a little bit. If the old man told him what was missing, he would be suspicious.

"who are you?"

The old man stared at Chen Xiaoming, and finally uttered three words in his mouth, and then the silent point at his feet turned into a black shadow and disappeared.

The Tao cannot be said, it must be comprehended by oneself.

Although the old man saw Chen Xiaoming's problem, he couldn't say it. If he said it, it would leave traces on Chen Xiaoming's way. Therefore, everything can only depend on Chen Xiaoming himself.

"who am I?"

Muttering the last sentence of the old man in his mouth, Chen Xiaoming frowned, who is he, what kind of method, he is not him, he is Chen Xiaoming, what else is worth thinking about.

"Is that old man lying to me?"

Chen Xiaoming couldn't help but wonder in his heart, and telling himself such a sentence can also make him realize what he is missing?

Could it be that the part he was missing was himself?

All of a sudden, Chen Xiaoming's soul trembled, and the part of his mind that had never been enlightened was as if he saw the moon when he saw the clouds and mist, and he became clear in an instant.

"I see!"

For a moment, Chen Xiaoming's body was surging, and an invisible coercion filled the medical hall, but after a moment of effort, Chen Xiaoming took it back, and at this moment Chen Xiaoming's eyes showed joy.

"Who am I, I am Chen Xiaoming!"

Muttering excitedly in his mouth, Chen Xiaoming finally understood why he had become a mortal in ten years, and always felt that there was something missing, and the missing point was himself.

Wang Lin realized the way and followed his own way, while Chen Xiaoming realized the way and followed the way of Wang Lin.

In his heart, Chen Xiaoming knew that Wang Lin had understood the cycle of karma through the path of becoming an ordinary person, so he learned from Wang Lin from the beginning and opened a medical clinic beside him.

Wang Lin stayed in this small place for ten years in order to transform into a mortal, and Chen Xiaoming also stayed in this small place for ten years.

Wang Lin carved wood carvings and engraved his own experiences and insights on the wood carvings, while Chen Xiaoming comprehended the cycle of cause and effect by witnessing the life and death of others.

Foresight, Chen Xiaoming had never noticed anything wrong before, especially when he recalled the experience of the past ten years, he would always unconsciously compare it with the Wang Linhuafanlu he saw in his previous life.

In this way, Chen Xiaoming seems to have transformed into a mortal, but he has not transformed into a mortal at all.

He was not a mortal of his own life, but a mortal of Wang Lin's life!

"It's ridiculous, ridiculous, it took ten years to become a mortal, but it turned into a mortal for someone else's life."

Laughing loudly, Chen Xiaoming mocked himself. He never thought that in the end, he would walk out of such a path in ten years.

Now Chen Xiaoming, who has been enlightened, finally knows what is missing.

It is a part of self, a part of freedom and ease, and a part of freedom.

In order to be like Wang Lin, he imprisoned himself here for ten years, which is ridiculous.

When was he Chen Xiaoming with such a character?

The consciousness swept over slightly, Wang Lin on the side was still closing his eyes and comprehending, but Chen Xiaoming gave a wry smile. Over the past ten years, under his own deliberate actions, he unexpectedly became the second mortal Wang Lin. , After ten years of experience, it is very similar to Wang Lin. Although it also makes Chen Xiaoming realize that some birth, old age, sickness and death are reincarnation of cause and effect, but he has lost his true self.

In the restaurant, watching the old man play Red Dust, Chen Xiaoming was thoughtful. At this moment, he was broken by the old man, but Chen Xiaoming completely realized it.

At the same time, he also had a plan in his heart for the path of becoming mortal that he was going to take.

He Wang Lin realized the Dao, relying on the path of transforming the mortal, in the ordinary, comprehend the birth, aging, sickness and death of mortals, so as to understand the artistic conception and the Dao.

But he, Chen Xiaoming, was enlightened, but he didn't want to be ordinary like this. Even if he changed his life, he would still be a medical saint who could help the world by hanging a pot and practise medicine all over the world.

Chapter 209 Take Your Own Way

one week later

"squeak."

In the late autumn season, for some reason, this year's snow came earlier than in previous years. Since three days ago, there was a sudden blizzard, and this originally bustling street was suddenly deserted.

Pushing open the door of the medical hall, the outside was covered in white snow and covered in silver. On the avenue in front of the store, because it was in a remote corner of the imperial capital, three days had passed, and it was still covered with snow.

Not far away, a hunched figure was sweeping the snow little by little, but compared to the flying snow, it seemed like a drop in the bucket.

In a white world, the house was covered with snow, obscuring its original color. Chen Xiaoming wrapped his coat, put on his luggage, stepped out, and locked the door of the medical hall behind him.

"Uncle Chen, got up so early to drink?"

Not far away, the Daniel, who got up early, saw Chen Xiaoming's figure at a glance, with a smile on his lips, but he opened his mouth and said.

This week, Chen Xiaoming got up early and went to the restaurant to sit for a day. Among the neighbors, some people said that Chen Xiaoming fell in love with the woman singing in the restaurant, so he ran so diligently.

Naturally, Daniel heard such rumors, but he likes it. Uncle Chen is getting old a little bit, and he is always alone. Daniel also hopes that he can find a partner and accompany each other.

"No, Daniel, you Uncle Chen, I'm leaving."

Walking lightly, he walked to the blacksmith shop. A week ago, Chen Xiaoming had already decided to go his own way.

"Uncle Chen, are you going back?"

Daniel was stunned when he heard the words. When he was young, he had asked where Uncle Chen's home was, but the answer he got was far away.

He only knew that Uncle Chen came here just to make money. He said that only after earning enough money can he go back to marry a wife, because Uncle Chen's hometown requires a lot of money to marry a wife.

"No, I just want to go out and come back."

Shake his head, go home?In just a few decades, Chen Xiaoming almost forgot his former home.

"Da Niu, get me a few more pots of fruit bars."

It seemed that there was a bit of chill in the flying snowflakes, Chen Xiaoming tightened the fur coat on his body again, and tightened the leather hat on the top of his head a little bit tighter.

Daniel responded and hurried back to the house. After a while, he was carrying a brown bag, and a wine jug could be faintly seen inside the bag.

"Uncle Chen, it's cold, take it to drink on the road."

Handing the burden out, Chen Xiaoming nodded, took it, and hung it behind him, then looked around, his eyes stayed on Daniel, and patted the latter's shoulder, a trace of untraceable light merged into it. into the body of the cow.

The light group turned into a warm current, moisturizing the Daniel's body.

"Hey, why doesn't it seem so cold?"

After flexing his muscles and bones, Daniel let out a soft whimper and grabbed the snow on the side. The originally cold snow, in the hands of Daniel at this moment, did not feel much chill.

"Hehe, let's go."

After chuckling twice, Chen Xiaoming didn't break it, turned around, and left quite freely.

Walking step by step, stepping on the snow and making a soft sound, the snowflakes flying all over the sky fell on Chen Xiaoming's body. Snowflakes gradually fell on the white shirt and leather hat.Before he knew it, Chen Xiaoming's figure had disappeared on the street in the distance.

It was not until Chen Xiaoming left that Daniel came back to his senses and forgot to ask Chen Xiaoming how many days he would be away for this visit.

Glancing at the closed hospital on the opposite side, Daniel didn't care, after all, Chen Xiaoming had also gone out to see a doctor before.

The cold wind was blowing, and the snow could not help but get a little heavier. Daniel shook his head and packed up the tools of the blacksmith shop. In such weather, no one would come to strike iron.

He simply closed the shop door today, took out a pot of fruit wine from the room, and walked towards Wang Lin next to the medical hall.

"Uncle Wang must be greedy for wine on such a cold day."

With a smile on his face, Da Niu seemed to be back in his childhood, when he helped Wang Lin steal wine every day.

The white snow is flying, and the snowflakes are dancing between the sky and the earth. Chen Xiaoming takes one step at a time. Originally, on this avenue, because of the snow, there are few pedestrians, but like Chen Xiaoming, who is afraid of the wind and snow, walking slowly, it is even more The only one.

"Hey, that seems to be Doctor Chen from Beicheng."