Indeed, it was so. He was a living being, but the lifespan of living beings was also limited. Now, his time was a thousand years earlier than that of other living beings, and he was on the verge of disappearing at any moment.
However, he preserved his body perfectly and sealed it within this coffin.
Even though he was about to dissipate, he still wished for his body to be in a good place.
This was considered a form of closure for himself.
But for some reason, when his body was buried, he felt inexplicably lighter, and experienced a sense of comfort he hadn't felt in a long time.
He couldn't help but be curious.
"This is not a place of good feng shui; it's a spirit-nurturing ground. However, this place has no effect on vengeful spirits. It's still quite good for you. You're lucky."
"Finding such an excellent spirit-nurturing place comes with risks, though."
Zhou Lin glanced sideways at the dark shadow beside him.
The shadow was startled by the sound and looked confused.
"That's because I saw that the central position is not suitable for burial. If there's the slightest carelessness, or if one can't see clearly, it would have disappeared by now."
Zhou Lin said, pointing to the opposite position.
On that position, there was a number written as negative one thousand.
Of course, only Zhou Lin could see this value; others could not.
The shadow looked at that position and remained silent for a moment, as if deep in thought.
After a long pause, he turned his head to look at Zhou Lin beside him.
He handed Zhou Lin the key he was holding.
"This is what you want. You are very smart. I believe you can handle the thing that comes next."
Zhou Lin looked at the key the dark shadow handed him. After speaking, the shadow returned to the stone pillar it had been in before.
And the mound of earth that had been there earlier had also disappeared, leaving only the mountain peak.
Tai Peng was still busy creating rain and clouds nearby, engrossed in his work.
Even though there was no one around, he remained diligent.
He somewhat couldn't understand the meaning of doing all this.
"Professor, only the last one remains. Let's finish it quickly."
Captain Bai was shivering, his voice trembling.
Zhou Lin looked at the snow above and then at Captain Bai.
"You should all go back quickly. It will be safer for you inside the shield."
After Zhou Lin instructed them, he walked to another stone pillar.
In the live stream.
The netizens watched as Zhou Lin effortlessly obtained the key, finding it quite miraculous.
"I don't know if this big shot is a Taoist priest, but I know he might be someone who deals with the Bai family. If he were to arrange burials for others, he would be an extraordinary figure."
"Haha, I thought the same. It's hard to say."
"My grandfather has terminal cancer. Do you think this big shot can help my grandfather find a good feng shui spot?"
"You're really being presumptuous. Maybe the big shot doesn't even want to bother with you. It's hard to say."
"Just forget it. This big shot is a professor. You want him to look at feng shui? Isn't that a bit much? Or is it just a waste of time? If you can somehow get him to agree, let me know."
"Damn, you're even more presumptuous."
...
Finally, there was a pale blue stone pillar. Within this pillar appeared a liquid, and inside was a pale blue figure. Unlike the others, its form was constantly flickering.
When Captain Bai and the others returned to the shield, their bodies began to warm up. They had been working and were covered in sweat, but now they had stopped.
The northwest wind blew, making it feel even colder.
However, when they saw the dark shadow in the blue pillar, everyone was surprised.
What was this? Why did it look different?
It looked like a sphere.
"You are very capable to have solved the challenges of those four. Their requirements were not low."
The pale blue voice was somewhat childlike.
It sounded like a young voice.
"State your request. I don't want to waste time here."
Zhou Lin replied indifferently.
"I love solving riddles the most. I have a riddle now, and I hope you can help me find the answer."
The next moment, a pavilion appeared beside Zhou Lin. Beneath this pavilion was a design carved from various runes.
There were also several pillars on the side, with a passage of text on each.
"If you find the answer, just place it on the ground."
The pale blue figure had already disappeared.
Zhou Lin walked to the pavilion and looked at the text above.
"Sometimes strong."
"Sometimes weak."
"Sometimes excited."
"Sometimes timid."
Each pillar had four characters.
As Zhou Lin slowly read them aloud, the mercenaries and professors fell into deep thought.
"Is this a riddle? Why is it so complex?"
"Yes, what is this? Or is it an object?"
"It should be an object, but what object would have such sadness, timidity, and weakness..."
The students were discussing, but after their discussions, they had no clue.
What was this? Why was it both strong and weak?
In the live stream.
"Is this a riddle? Is this a riddle? Whose riddle is like this?"
"What is this thing? You are all learned people, does anyone know what this is?"
"I don't know, and I don't quite understand. Is this a riddle? Are ancient riddles this broad?"
"Ancient people might have been smarter. I can't figure it out, this is completely different from what I expected."
"Do you people from Eagle Country not know either?"
"Why should we know your Great Xia's things? You people are the ones who like such boring things."
"That's true. We are bored, and you are not bored. You like terrorists, killing people for no reason, that's not boring, is it?"
"This kind of elegant and refined art, your Eagle Country wouldn't understand. Only we in Great Xia like these things, but you are different, you wouldn't understand."
...
In the Dean's meeting room.
"Professor Wen, aren't you very knowledgeable? Do you know what this is? Don't you like studying ancient books? Think carefully, what is this?"
Professor Hu, upon hearing the riddle, hurriedly asked.
"How would I know? I like ancient history and culture, but I don't research these riddles. There's no scope for guessing."
Professor Wen looked displeased at Professor Hu's voice. It was all his fault for saying that.
Does reading a lot mean one can guess riddles? Who said that?