"Naturally, I have seen it." Little One whispered and nodded.
"Autumn wind cuts the yellow leaves, wild fire burns the withered grass, cold wind whistles past, and in spring, the branches sprout again." The willow tree transmitted its voice.
The withering and flourishing of plants is the most natural thing, but at this time, it greatly touched Little One. He understood the meaning of the willow tree.
"Willow God, are you saying that there will be a day when the Supreme Bone in my body regenerates?" Little One's big eyes were bright, with tears hanging on them. There was youthful vigor in his childishness.
"Nothing is absolute in all things. I just mentioned a possibility." The willow tree did not deny it.
Little One immediately clenched his small fists. His big eyes sparkled very brightly, with a kind of longing and a kind of anticipation.
Although he was cheerful and did not think that a Supreme Bone could determine his life, thinking that it was originally his own from birth, with which he could rival the True Qiong and the Golden-Winged Great Peng, but it was cruelly taken away and implanted into another's body, bloodily, still made him feel very lost.
Now it was as if a ray of sunlight shone in, lighting up his heart a lot and making his fighting spirit even stronger.
"Willow God, can you explain it specifically? Guide me out of confusion." Little One's big eyes were bright and clear. They looked childish and also brilliant.
"In fact, there is nothing much to say. The simplest and most plain truths are all contained in ordinary things. An ancient tree might die when it breaks, because its vitality is already exhausted. Like the leeks, when they are first planted, they are yellow and weak. But after being harvested again and again, they will become greener and thicker. Also like the silkworm, if trapped in the cocoon, it will suffocate and perish. But if it breaks out of the cocoon, it will turn into a butterfly, bright and beautiful. This is a nirvana, transcending the past."
The willow God calmly spoke, without any waves, describing the most ordinary things.
Little One's big eyes became brighter and brighter. Looking at its charred trunk and the only remaining tender green branch, he said: "Also like the Willow God, rejuvenating vitality from destruction and becoming stronger in the future. This is a kind of tempering and also a unique cultivation. After nirvana, it will definitely surpass the past."
"Your comprehension is very good, but my situation... Don't associate randomly." The willow tree transmitted its voice, with a hint of a smile. It was rare for it to have an emotional fluctuation.
"Was it you who saved me, Willow God?" Little One seemed to remember something. At the beginning, he was so weak. His body had severely regressed and he was almost dying.
The mountain wind blew, and the green and tender branch swayed. The willow tree transmitted its voice and said: "If I gave you vitality, you would just survive and spend this life ordinarily. At first, I just watched quietly."
"I survived by myself?" Little One was surprised.
"Yes, when you were about to dry up, vitality reappeared, grew stronger little by little, and finally you survived by yourself without my intervention." The willow tree told the truth.
"Plants wither and then thrive. It turns out that I persisted by myself." Little One seemed to have some realization. His big black gem-like eyes became even brighter.
When the willow God observed Little One giving birth to vitality from the verge of exhaustion in the past, it was also somewhat touched. Its situation was similar to Little One's. At that time, they shared a similar fate.
"I must remind you that nothing is absolute. Although you survived by yourself and gave birth to vigorous vitality, it is still uncertain whether the Supreme Bone can regenerate or not."
"I understand!" Little One nodded seriously. He was not blindly optimistic because he still did not feel the appearance of the precious bone in his body.
The willow God continued: "But once it regenerates, it is destined to shock the ancient and modern times. Nirvana on the original basis, the runes will be even more complex and profound, containing the secrets of all heavens, surpassing the past and being completely different!"
The chaotic fog dispersed and the village head returned to tranquility. A golden light rushed over. The chubby and golden-furred ball like a golden fist landed on Little One's shoulder, squeaking non-stop.
The village chief and a large group of people also surrounded them. Seeing the tears on Little One's face, Aunt Hu and others all comforted him and wiped them away. They were very fond of him.
"Little One, this is your home. Whether you know your background or not, we are all your relatives." A group of middle-aged women said.
And a group of big men stretched out their rough hands, rubbed his head, and grinned: "It's no big deal. Even gods were born in our Stone Village. In the future, you will definitely be a strong one who can fight against the ancient fierce bird - the Golden-Winged Great Peng. You should know that it can even kill gods."
"Little One, don't cry. There is still us. We are good brothers who grew up together. In the future, we will carry everything together!" A group of children also shouted.
"Um!" Little One wiped away the tears on his face and nodded vigorously. The villagers were very good to him, allowing him to grow up happily. His childhood was not filled with hatred.
Of course, in the future, he would definitely have to go to that ancient country to seek an explanation!
"Grandpa, I want to become stronger!" Little One has never longed for power as much as today. However, his cultivation in Stone Village has reached its peak and there is nothing more to learn.
And that ancient country governs hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers. It is extremely vast. The population is countless and unimaginable. There must be many geniuses born in every generation and outstanding people astonishing the world.
His "big brother" is even a brilliant sun among them. His radiance is destined to illuminate the entire land. He himself is a double-pupiled one. His talent is the same as that of ancient sages and gods. Coupled with obtaining his Supreme Bone, if he grows up, he will be like a god!
Shi Yi is now almost ten years old and must have already become famous in the imperial capital.
Facing such a highly anticipated "big brother" who is destined to compete with the heaven and fight against the ancient celestial-level fierce beast - the True Qiong, Little One still feels a lot of pressure.
"To become stronger... It's a pity for the inheritance of our clan. This is the ancestral land and it is destined to pass down the most terrifying bone inscriptions and precious techniques. But they all vanished in the years." The village chief sighed, extremely regretful.
But immediately after, his heart beat violently again. He touched the piece of bone in his arms and couldn't calm down.
When everyone dispersed, only Shi Yunfeng, Little One and the golden Zhu Yan were left. The village chief was extremely solemn. He pulled Little One under the willow tree and said: "Child, I have no way to teach you. You are a true genius. But I have a piece of bone here. The complexity of the symbols on it is such that just one glance is enough to make one spit blood. I have never dared to show it to you for fear of causing you serious injury. But now there is really nothing left to teach you. Only this is left. If you look at it, you must be careful!"
The old village chief was very cautious. He took out a piece of bone from his arms. It was white and lustrous, like a palm-sized piece of suet jade. It was indescribably crystal clear, white and translucent.
Although it was not large, it was densely covered with countless symbols. Faintly, it seemed that the chants of all gods and demons could be heard, shaking people's hearts and blood.
This was astonishing. It was just a piece of bone. As soon as it was revealed, it was so astonishing.
"Don't always stare. Just take a look and then look away for a while. Otherwise, you will hurt yourself." The old village chief seriously reminded.
"Um, Village Chief Grandpa, I know." Little One took it in his hand and gently stroked it. He felt extremely smooth and cool to the bone. It was very comfortable to hold in his hand.
Needless to say, this piece of bone definitely has an astonishing origin. At a glance, it is not an ordinary thing. It seems to record the supreme true meaning of bone inscriptions.
"Squeak..." The fist-sized golden Zhu Yan jumped up and down, very restless. Its pair of smart big eyes stared round and it made sharp cries. It wished to snatch it into its hands immediately. After seeing this piece of bone, it was very restless and anxious.
"Grandpa, how did you get it? This precious bone seems not simple." Little One asked.
"Of course!" The village chief mentioned this piece of bone and his voice trembled. He looked up at the thick and charred willow tree, and his heart couldn't help but throb.
"Is it related to the Willow God?" Little Shi Hao was surprised.
The village chief nodded. That night decades ago, there was thunder and lightning, heavy rain, strong wind, and extreme violence. Many mountains were split by lightning. Mountain floods were like the sea and beast tides rushed wildly. It was terrifying and made people tremble.
The willow tree bathed in the sea of thunder, surrounded by huge lightning as thick as mountains. Thousands of willow branches turned into dazzling divine chains, piercing through the entire sky. In the end, it broke, its whole body was charred and it fell from the sky. In addition, there was a ball of light, wrapped around this white bone, and fell to Stone Village together.
"Ah, did it fall from the sky together with the Willow God?" Little One was surprised.
"Yes!" The village chief nodded vigorously. At that time, he was still young and witnessed all this. One can imagine the shock in his heart.
For decades, Shi Yunfeng had held the bone and bowed to the willow tree many times for sacrifices. But he never received a response from the willow tree. He didn't even know that it could communicate with divine thoughts.
In the view of the village chief, perhaps the Willow God was only interested in Little One. In Stone Village, it spoke several times and most of them were related to him.
"Willow God, what exactly is this?" Little One asked, unable to resist.
The willow tree was silent and did not respond. The thick and charred trunk was like a black boulder.
"Squeak..." The fist-sized golden fur ball became more and more eager. It seemed to be trying hard to recall something. Its pair of smart big eyes rolled around. It pounced towards the white bone piece, wanting to hold it in its arms.
It was unknown how long had passed before the willow tree made a sound. There were only four words, saying: "The Primordial True Solution."