Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

On Tiansheng Mountain, Mu An saw many things and understood many things he had never understood before.

There was a time when Mu An believed that Jun Yunxin was the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, but he abandoned this view when he first saw Tian Sheng Mountain.

In the years that followed, he made many guesses, some of which came very close to the truth.

After climbing Tiansheng Mountain for the second time, all the doubts I had before were answered, and various speculations corroborated each other, ultimately pointing to the same conclusion.

Tian Sheng Mountain actually leads to the Netherworld, not the Netherworld of the Nine Realms, but the Netherworld of the entire World Sea, including the Immortal Realm, the true place of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Incredibly, the Six Paths Reincarnation Plate was shattered and bound by countless chains of the Great Dao. The River of Three Crossings lost its ability to ferry people across and flowed into the vast unknown.

Seeing the shattered underworld, and thinking of "Jun Yunxin" who was constantly reincarnating and descending to the world, coupled with the Book of Creation that granted him the power of eternal life, Mu An already had the answer in his heart.

In a world where reincarnation doesn't exist, how can there be any talk of rebirth?

In a world where immortality is impossible, how can we extend people's lifespan?

……

In the autumn of the forty-fourth year of the Tianshun reign.

The Seven Stars of Azure Jade, the Former Guardian of the Dark Feather Guard—Tianxuan Envoy, the Flower Arrangement Martial Saint, died of old age in Yongning County.

Mu An attended the funeral and stood in front of the grave for a quarter of an hour.

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After returning from Tiansheng Mountain, Mu An seemed like a completely different person.

He no longer locked himself in his study, studying various ancient books day and night, nor did he occasionally go out to capture a group of cult members to conduct various experiments.

Everything has returned to how it used to be.

When Mu An has free time, he always spends time with Xiao He and Xiao Lü, either chatting, painting, or making wood carvings together.

They might do nothing at all, just set out some snacks, and each of them would lie in a wicker chair in the yard, basking in the sun.

The three of them would often stay in one place for half a day.

Whenever there was something new or interesting in the city, Mu Ling'er would buy it immediately and show it off to the three of them.

Occasionally, Mu An would feel a slight sense of disconnect. The Mu Ling'er in front of others was completely different from the one in front of them; they were two completely different people.

On one hand, he is a powerful figure who holds the reins of life and death; on the other hand, he seems to have not yet grown up and is still the child in his memory.

The effects of the Youth Preservation Pill made Xiao He and Xiao Lü feel that Mu Ling'er was still the same age as before, and Mu Ling'er herself was willing to show a childlike appearance in front of them.

Mu An naturally wouldn't say anything more about this.

The happiest thing in the world is when both parties are willing; when everyone is willing, nothing could be better.

Objectively speaking, Mu Ling'er's information network is really good.

The peach blossoms on the western hills are the most vibrant, the taverns in the eastern city are the most fragrant, the roses in the south form a sea of ​​color, and the sunsets in the north are the most romantic...

Mu Ling'er would immediately tell the three of them where there was anything interesting to see, and she would drag them around to enjoy the sights.

Occasionally, the scenery wasn't as stunning as she had described, which disappointed everyone. Xiao He would point it out, but she wouldn't get angry and would always happily accompany the two elders.

Mu Ling'er was always smiling. She always managed to discover one hidden gem after another, dragging the three of them to play and explore. It seemed like she had inexhaustible energy.

Under her leadership, Qishan Road has developed very well over the years, so she shouldn't have had much free time.

On the shores of Baidao Lake, light boats sway gently.

The four of them stayed from morning till night, watching birds fly across the lake and finless porpoises play in the water.

Mu Ling'er even found a bunch of pebbles and made Mu An skip them on the water.

As the sun sets, a half-full orange sun is reflected on the lake's surface, where water and sky meet, creating a shimmering, sparkling scene.

"Ling'er, your Grandma He and I are a little tired. Let's go back to the carriage and rest for a while. You and Master can play together." Xiao Lü yawned, looking somewhat tired.

She wanted to play with Mu Ling'er a little longer, but she was indeed a bit tired.

The golden sunset shone on Mu Ling'er's face, illuminating the corners of her mouth that were turned up in a smile.

"Okay, you guys rest for a bit. Da'an and I will get something to eat, and we'll go inside and call you to eat together when we're done."

The orange sun gradually sets, and a cool evening breeze blows.

A few pieces of firewood were piled together, and the flames burned fiercely, rising and falling in the mountain wind, making crackling sounds.

"Da'an..." Mu Ling'er's voice was not loud, only Mu An could hear it.

"Hmm?" Mu An paused slightly in the hand holding the firewood. He looked down at the fire and didn't notice Mu Ling'er's expression.

"Birth, aging, illness and death are all normal parts of life. My two grandmothers were mentally prepared a long time ago. They told me that they are really happy now."

"Um."

After throwing a piece of dry firewood into the fire, Mu Ling'er suddenly smiled and murmured softly.

"Isn't it wonderful that it's a matter of mutual consent? Look, we're all very happy... Why are you always troubled by this? Everyone wants you to be happier..."

Mu An put down the firewood, turned his head and glanced in the direction of the carriage. The four dragon horses were munching on the grass, eating happily.

For Longma, whether he eats grass or meat, he is happy.

"Sometimes, there's nothing worse than this: I'd rather they made more demands of me than always put me first..."

Mu Ling'er rolled her eyes, poked at Mu An's clothes with a twig, and spoke with a hint of reproach.

"I never believed that terrestrial deities could have any obsessions before, but now that I see you, I understand. Even you are like this, no wonder the deities in those stories are all like madmen, causing disasters that sweep away tens of millions of people at the drop of a hat."

Mu An glared back, and then lightly tapped Mu Ling'er on the head.

"How can you talk like that? How do I look like a madman?"

Mu Ling'er smiled slyly, stood up, circled around Mu An, looked him up and down, and finally pinched an ugly smile onto Mu An's face.

"Quite similar."

The flames burned brighter and brighter, and the fish soup in the large pot boiled, emitting an enticing aroma.

"Perhaps they are quite similar."

Neither of them spoke, focusing intently on the bubbling fish soup.

Bubbles rise from the bottom and burst on the surface of the fish soup, releasing its full delicious flavor.

Having spent a lot of time away from home, both of them have developed excellent cooking skills.

"It's almost time, Da'an, go and wake them up."

"Hmm? The fish soup needs a while to fully develop its flavor."

"Hurry up and go!"

Mu Ling'er acted mysteriously, seemingly very expectant, and forcefully pushed Mu An toward the carriage.

Mu An glanced at her and followed her lead, walking towards the carriage.

As he walked, he glanced at the lakeside out of the corner of his eye, and in just one glance, he understood what Mu Ling'er was expecting.

What a nice little surprise! They really put a lot of thought into it.

Five or six minutes later, Xiao He and Xiao Lü also sat down by the campfire, yawning and looking like they hadn't woken up yet.

Xiaohe, in particular, was drowsy, her head drooping.

Until fireflies appeared on the lake's surface, until Mu Ling'er grabbed Xiao He's hand and excitedly pointed to the gradually brightening lake.