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After listening to Shi Yin, Tian Zongyu felt a sense of calm in his heart and appeared extremely clear-headed. What's the righteous path, what's the evil path, they're all damn bad things. There are scoundrels in the righteous path, fools in the evil path. It can be said that the righteous path is actually worse than the evil path; the bad deeds of the righteous are hidden, and they still have to maintain a pretentious look, whereas the evil path's misdeeds are obvious. As long as he stands there, people know he's bad and will guard against him. Therefore, hypocrites can do bad things easily, whereas bad people doing bad deeds is relatively difficult.
Unable to continue cultivation, to himself, he was equivalent to a useless person. What can a useless person do? A useless person just eats and waits for death. Everything ends as his cultivation is destroyed, damn the righteous and evil paths, all of this no longer concerns him. At this moment, a desire arose in Tian Zongyu's heart for the evil path to sweep the righteous path, to kill such righteous heroes worse than pigs and dogs.
“Senior sister, this has nothing to do with you, it's all my fault for being too naive,” Tian Zongyu said calmly.
At that moment, outside the great iron gate, there was suddenly a crisp snap, and a woman's voice shouted: “Useless thing, what's there to say to a useless person? Go back, I'll confine you for half a year.”
Confinement is just confinement, nothing big. Master, it's just your character that disappoints me too much,” Shi Yin said loudly, without choking up at all, sounding very confident.
“You… you unworthy rebellious disciple, do you also want to learn from Tian Zongyu?” The person outside did not need much thought, and Tian Zongyu knew that she must be Shi Yin's master, Fourth Senior Uncle Du Shuiyue of the Tian Di Sect.
Compared to you, I think he's much nobler,” Shi Yin, for some unknown reason, directly confronted her master Du Shuiyue.
“Rebellious disciple, come, go back with me, I'll confine you for one year. Hmph, a year is a year.”)Amid the sound of two people's departing footsteps, Shiyin unusually said in annoyance. After Shiyin was driven away by Du Shuiyue, Tian Zongyu's heart was as calm as water, reaching an unprecedented state of tranquility. After understanding the truth of the entire matter, he had truly given up on the righteous path. He did not understand why he would return to Tiandimen, which was controlled by a few despicable hypocrites. Could it really be, as Feng Bugan said, that there was something in Tiandimen he could not let go of? In his heart, after meeting Lan Lan, almost everything was about her, and it was only upon encountering Skong Xuan'er, a disciple of Xuanzhi Temple, that he felt that sensation for her. So, then, in Tiandimen, what exactly was still worth his attachment? The 'Rogue Cultivation Manual' had already been memorized by him backward and forward, naturally no longer causing him reluctance. Could it be that what he could not let go of was the senior sister he had always regarded as a goddess? However, in the past, apart from occasionally thinking about the sacred, untouchable senior sister, he had never coveted anything, and he had always resisted his vague desires for Shiyin. Sigh, emotions truly are a strange thing. Tian Zongyu blankly stared into the endless darkness, his heart equally as dark, seemingly as if nothing existed at all. Yet, within the darkness, all things still existed; they were just hidden beneath endless darkness. Could Tian Zongyu's heart really be as calm as water? Of course not. However, now he was a crippled man, incapable even of self-care; his heart had already fallen into despair. For a person in despair, overthinking is useless—it only adds to his own suffering. Gradually, Tian Zongyu closed his eyes, truly like a man waiting to die. 'Sigh...' Suddenly, a sigh came from beside Tian Zongyu. Tian Zongyu was startled, hurriedly opening his eyes, and in the pitch-black darkness where he could not see his hand, he clearly saw that to his right stood an old man dressed in white, with white hair and beard. Though somewhat striking in the ink-black night, the old man's emaciated face still gave a very comforting feeling. 'You... you are...' Tian Zongyu asked in suspicion and surprise.Because he had been in this stone prison before, Tian Zongyu knew that in this huge stone cell, he was the only one inside. So when such an old man suddenly appeared, how could he not be startled?
"Shh! Be quiet." The old man with white hair and a white beard quickly raised his right middle finger to his lips, signaling a warning to Tian Zongyu.
Tian Zongyu nodded, indicating that he understood, then looked at the old man with a puzzled expression and asked weakly, "Grandpa, how are you in the stone prison? I haven't seen you before!"
"Young man, don't worry. No matter how loud I speak, no one outside can hear me, and no one can see me. The only person who can see me in this form right now is probably just you in the entire Eastern Sheng Continent," the old man with white hair and a white beard said slowly.
Tian Zongyu was even more astonished: "Why?"
"Because I am a ghost. I have been dead for one thousand one hundred and twenty-three years," the old man with white hair and a white beard said with a smile.
"Ah, a ghost? So you've always been in this stone prison?" Tian Zongyu asked in a frightened voice.
"No, I have always been in the ring on your right-hand index finger."
"Grandpa, you're not joking with me, are you?" Tian Zongyu said incredulously.
The old man shook his head with a smile and said softly, "Young man, since you don't believe me, open your eyes wide and let me show you."
After the old man spoke, his figure beside Tian Zongyu's right side suddenly turned into a faint white smoke and continuously entered the ring on his right-hand index finger. In moments, the old man's nearly seven-feet-tall body disappeared into thin air.
Tian Zongyu was extremely shocked, his mouth wide open, staring at everything in amazement.
After the old man's body completely vanished, the entire stone prison returned to pitch-dark conditions, and nothing could be seen.
About the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, a wisp of white thick smoke suddenly rose from the ring on his right hand. In an instant, the smoke dissipated, and the old man's seven-foot body materialized, smiling at Tian Zongyu: "Young man, do you believe now?"
"I believe it." Everything before his eyes was so real that Tian Zongyu couldn't help but believe it.
