There was a sudden commotion behind Su Yun. When he looked back, the stone tablets that had been erected around him fell in Su Yun's direction. This scene looked like they were thanking Su Yun for his guidance.
These ancient people all died of depression because they were trapped in this word. Some ancient people had families, but in order to pursue a question that had never been answered, they left alone. Although they were alive, they were like walking corpses. Some ancient people dedicated their lives and there were countless students in the world, but they ignored their closest family members.
Just as Su Yun had said, Dao was everywhere, but one had to know how precious the present was.
Su Yun quickly retracted his gaze. He gently helped Xu Jiajia up from the coffin. He supported Xu Jiajia's body with one hand and placed the other on her pulse.
