"Uncle Qingshan, do you know the purpose of our journey this time?" Upon hearing Li Qingshan's words, the eldest asked in shock.
In response, Li Qingshan waved his hand and said, "I don't know, I was just guessing randomly."
"Let's stay here for a few days," Li Qingshan continued.
Regarding this request, both the eldest and the third agreed.
.....
That night.
On a stone mountain in Li Family Village.
The eldest and the third sat facing each other, drinking tea.
At this point, the eldest couldn't help but ask, "Third brother, you should know what I want to ask you, right?"
After a moment of silence, the third replied, "Big brother must be wondering why Uncle Qingshan and Dong'Er can live so long..."
Hearing this, the eldest nodded.
...
"Big brother, have you ever heard of such a race among the All Heavens and Myriad Realms..."
At this point, the third paused, looked up at the night sky, and after a few seconds of silence, continued, "Wisdom Divine Race."
At these words, the eldest seemed to remember something, his eyes widened, and his voice was a bit more hurried, "One of the Ten Immortal God Tribes... the Wisdom Divine Race?!"
Among the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, there exist countless different races, and above these countless races stand ten brilliant jewels, known as the "Ten Immortal God Tribes."
And the "Wisdom Divine Race" is one of them.
About this "Wisdom Divine Race," the eldest had also read in an ancient text, but... the records of the Wisdom Divine Race were too sparse; he had only seen a few words.
Legend has it that the Wisdom Divine Race is the most special among the Ten Immortal God Tribes.
This race possesses the most perfect "Wisdom Divine Root," capable of unraveling all things, seeing through nature and the law. In their eyes, the Great Dao is simple, and everything complex in the world is simple.
Just like a very complex ancient array, which array masters might spend their whole lives researching and only glean a bit of knowledge, but in the eyes of the Wisdom Divine Race, it's as simple as 1+1, just a glance to see through and successfully arrange it.
This is the frightening aspect of the "Wisdom Divine Race!"
In their "perspective," everything in the world is tiny particles that can be analyzed, interpreted, and comprehended.
....
"But.... since they are the Wisdom Divine Race?"
"Why..."
"Why are they so weak, right."
"That's because the Wisdom Divine Race cannot cultivate," the third brother continued, "This is the biggest flaw of the Wisdom Divine Race and the only window closed by the Creator."
"Big brother, think about it, if the Wisdom Divine Race could cultivate... the Ten Thousand Realms would have long been conquered by their race."
"There is no perfect race in the world, just like the Celestial Secret Race; they have the ability to foresee the future, but their flaw is also very obvious: their cultivation limit is very low."
The third brother continued explaining with eyes like daggers.
"Actually, it was only later that I found out that Uncle Qingshan and Dong'Er were from the Wisdom Divine Race...." the third brother said with emotion.
He left this world and became the Heavenly Dao of a Great World, and gradually learned about the "Wisdom Divine Race."
Only then did he suddenly realize that it was Uncle Qingshan from the legendary Wisdom Divine Race who helped him embark on the path of cultivation.
"All people from the Wisdom Divine Race are blind."
"But their blindness is only physical."
"They see more clearly than anyone; no one knows what the world looks like in the eyes of the Wisdom Divine Race."
At this point, the third brother took the teacup from the table, took a light sip, and continued:
"Actually, they have another very powerful ability, you could even call it a secret, and that is... they cannot be killed!"
This sentence was very light, but in the mind of the eldest, it exploded like thunder, his eyes widened, and he was stunned.
"Third brother, don't joke with big brother, are there creatures in this world that cannot be killed?"
The words of the third brother were beyond the comprehension of the eldest.
"At first, I didn't believe it either, but later... I had no choice but to believe it."
"In the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, those who know this secret about the Wisdom Divine Race are few and far between, even I guessed it myself."
.....
At this point, the third brother thought of a long-forgotten past: "Once, when Uncle Qingshan was traveling the world as a barefoot doctor, he encountered a group of bandits...."
"To save the accompanying people, Uncle Qingshan offered himself up, of course, a defenseless Uncle Qingshan died at the hands of the bandits."
"At that time, when I heard the news, I was furious, and in my anger, I struck out at the mortals and killed all the bandits."
"But when I returned, I found Uncle Qingshan unharmed, drinking tea at home."
"Of course, this kind of thing happened more than once."
"To be precise, perhaps Uncle Qingshan had died countless times without my knowing, but... he never truly died."
After listening to the third brother's story, the eldest drew a sharp intake of breath, utterly shocked.
"I don't know why the Wisdom Race cannot be killed."
"According to my observation, I suspect... the 'Insight Ability' of the Wisdom Race has reached such a level that they have already comprehended 'life and death'.
"So, 'death' and 'rebirth' are things they can manipulate."
The third brother spoke each word with precision.
.....
"In that case.... isn't it true that the Wisdom Race people can achieve immortality?" the eldest asked.
Being unable to be killed and able to be reborn infinitely, that has already achieved true immortality, hasn't it?!
....
"No."
"You heard yesterday, big brother, that Uncle Qingshan only has a hundred years left of his lifespan."
"From the moment of birth, the people of the Wisdom Divine Race possess a predetermined lifespan, and that lifespan is extremely long."
"For example, Uncle Qingshan's lifespan is ten eras; during those ten eras, he may die countless times but will always resurrect. No disaster can kill him."
"But, as soon as the end of their lifespan is reached, no matter what they do, no matter what method they use, they cannot prevent their death."
"From beginning to end, it has all been predetermined."
After listening to the third brother, the eldest's worldview was once again refreshed.
If the Wisdom Divine Race could cultivate.... then the whole Ten Thousand Realms would undoubtedly belong to the Wisdom Divine Race!
...
"Third brother.... you call him uncle, you are relatives."
"Could it be... you too are from the Wisdom Divine Race?!"
The eldest suddenly thought of something and looked sharply at the third brother in front of him, asking.
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