Kapitel 715: Kicking Over the Worldly Road with Two Feet, Carrying All the Worries of the Past and Present with One Shoulder (5)

When he wrote this poem, Su Yun could clearly sense that Wang Chongyang's state of mind had changed greatly. There was helplessness, sadness, and even more pain. Not long after, Wang Chongyang erased these words from the wall himself. Then, he turned around and left resolutely.

When Su Yun returned to his senses, he could still clearly see the obvious scratch on the wall. This was the place where Wang Chongyang had erased the poem.

"The living dead are the living dead. Living like the dead was the cause, the worries in the tomb can't be seen. I've turned my mortal heart into dust." As Su Yun muttered, he frowned. "What do these words mean? Why did Wang Chongyang personally erase these words back then? Even in the records circulating in the future, there was no mention of a word."

To Su Yun's surprise, the old Daoist priest beside him looked at Su Yun in shock. "How did the Dao Ancestor know the entire poem?"