The stars change, and the day and night alternate.

I don’t know how long it took, but the little ant suddenly realized that his body had become older. Every time he took a step, he was not as light and firm as before, but instead became staggering and heavy.

Old?

The little ant has an indescribable complexity in his heart. It has not lost to itself, but seems to be defeated in front of time...

It was not too sad, silent, and continued to move forward.

Even if you get old, even if the power of life gradually fades away, you will die on the road of searching!

As for whether it can become brighter than a meteor, the little ant has already seen it very calmly, the road is there, and it has been searching for it and has not retreated. This is enough.

On the evening of that day, the already old little ant finally couldn't hold on anymore, so he stopped and lay down in front of a verdant tree to rest.

It looked at the road far away, without confusion or loss, without regret or helplessness, only with peace.

When he was young, it knew nothing, like a piece of white paper, leaving the ant nest fearlessly, unwilling to live in a mediocre way, and unwilling to die suddenly.

Then, it has been on the road, overcoming obstacles and experiencing storms, and has seen the changes of the world, and has experienced countless cold eyes and ridicule.

It moved forward silently through repeated blows, lonely, but not hesitant.

It knows what it wants, it is pleased with everything it sees along the way, something that other ants cannot understand at all.

For example, practice.

Even though the little ant has not practiced yet, it knows the existence of practice and has been searching for it unremittingly!

"I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening. Now I am used to the changes in the world and the impermanence of heaven and earth. Although I am stingy on the road of cultivation, I have no regrets."

The little ant murmured softly, even his voice became old, and there was a smell that could only be precipitated after hardships.

I have never lost my heart when I read all the world, and I have never let down the great way and never let down myself!

"Little ant, are you looking for the road like me?"

Suddenly, the green tree on one side made a sound, exuding a joyful smell, as if he had found a fellow fellow traveler.

"Um."

The little ant looked at the green tree beside him, listening to the longing and desire for practice revealed in its voice. In a trance, the little ant seemed to see his self back then and couldn't help but say, "Yes, I will grow old soon, and it will be difficult to move forward. Little tree, you have to work hard. Time is ruthless. Don't be defeated in front of time like me."

Qinggui Xiaoshu said curiously: "Little ant, you seem to have experienced a lot of things. Can you tell me?"

The little ant smiled and said, "Of course."

So, the little ant told all his experiences since he left the ant nest with a state of memory.

It did not add any fuel to the fire, but the green tree was swaying and could not help it for a long time. How could it have imagined that an ant's road to seeking the truth would be so bumpy and rugged?

It was not until the sunset shone and the earth was dyed with a layer of orange-like red color that the little ant finished his experience.

The green little tree was silent for a long time before saying, "Little ant, even thousands of hardships cannot defeat you. I believe you can definitely defeat time."

After a pause, it continued: "What's more, although you have suffered a lot along the way, you have also seen many scenery, which are the sky and earth that no other ants can see."

The little ant smiled proudly and said, "This is naturally. I never regretted running away from home, nor did I hate the pain and hardships I experienced along the way."

The green little tree suddenly asked, "Little ant, do you have a name?"

The little ant was stunned and shook his head for a long time: "No."

The green tree stretched out a green branch and leaves, gently stroked the little ant, and said, "The walker has no boundaries. You have walked forward without taking a step back. Why don't you just call the walker?"

Walker?

The little ant seemed to be touched, and after a long time, nodded and said, "Okay, I like this name. By the way, do you have a name?"

Qinggui Xiaoshu said, "You call me Cangwu."

Cangwu?

The little ant smiled and said, "Good name!"

The green tree also smiled.

The little ant didn't notice it at all. As the green branches and leaves of Cangwu tree were touched, wisps of clear and bright light poured into its body silently, making its originally old and almost exhausted body shine with vitality.

"Walker, since you can't find a way, why don't you take the initiative to open up a great road yourself?"

The green tree asked.

"It's not easy to open up the great way, I don't even understand the practice."

The little ant shook his head and said.

Qingcui Xiaoshu said, "I don't understand either, but I know where my path is. Maybe you can learn from me."

The little ant moved and said, "Have you seen your own way?"

The green little tree said, "Yes, my path is hidden in my body. Look at my stems and branches and leaves, all of which are imprinted with traces of the great way of heaven. When I comprehend and controlled them all, I can truly live forever."

The little ant was shocked. He looked at the branches and leaves of the green tree carefully and found many mysterious textures.

The textures seem ordinary, but when you look closely, they are filled with an indescribable charm and are indescribable.

In a trance, the little ant seemed to see the traces of "Tao", sensed the Zen rhyme of Tao, and was fascinated there.

It forgot this day, this place, and itself, and even forgot the passage of time, not knowing hunger and coldness, not knowing the difficulty.

Cold comes and heat goes, spring comes and autumn comes.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the little ant is like a sculpture, motionless, and a thick layer of gray is covered with all over his body.

The little ant did not discover it. Hundreds of years have passed and he has not died yet.

It did not notice that the green trees around it had grown vigorously, becoming tall and green, with clear branches and leaves as bright as thick green jade, and the mysterious Taoist rhyme was overflowing.

boom!

On this day, a violent shock suddenly sounded, completely awakening the little ant.

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ps: Ant Supreme will be updated tomorrow. In addition, while Goldfish is writing the extra, it is also preparing a new book. The new book has been revised many times, just to write more excitingly. As for the time of publishing the book, it may be after the Lunar New Year.

ps2: Sorry, everyone, I forgot to choose the free option when I posted this chapter, and I can’t modify it now. I guarantee that there will be no errors in the future. And there will be more free content to compensate everyone.
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