“Mountains fall on their backs, and trees fall on their backs.”
“Relying on heaven, earth, and ancestors is not as good as relying on yourself.”
Ye Fan sighed.
Then, he secretly made a decision in his heart.
“Wan’er, there are still about nine years left.”
“During this period, I will ask people to send my relatives and friends in one after another.”
“I hope you can find a way to lead them into this secret realm by then.”
Ye Fan instructed.
“Brother Xiaofan, what about you?”
“Aren’t you going to stay here?” Duanmu Wan’er was obviously more concerned about Ye Fan’s whereabouts.
Ye Fan shook his head: “Wan’er, now is not the time to sit still and wait for death.”
“I still want to give it a try.”
“What if I can enter the divine realm?”
“Under the World Tree, the spiritual energy is rich, so I plan to go to retreat under the World Tree for some time to practice.”
“So, I’m afraid I can’t stay with you here.”
Ye Fan said worriedly.
“Brother Xiaofan, why are you doing this?”
“Why bother so hard?”
“Haste makes waste. I’m worried that if you are so eager to break through to the divine realm, you will hurt yourself.”
“If you ask me, let nature take its course.”
“Anyway, we have the protection of the Red Earth Immortal Palace.”
“Even if the end does come, we can hide in the fairy palace and face the wind and rain calmly.”
Duanmu Wan’er spoke out to persuade.
But Ye Fan shook his head, “Wan’er, I’m different from you. You have been living in this cave for a long time, you don’t understand the earth, and you have no feelings for that land.”
“But I can’t. I can’t be as calm as you.”