Chapter 102 Going West
Xu Yong died, and his brother who had been together for more than seventy years died.
Death is the final destination of human beings. Most monks go against nature, which is the most difficult thing.
Xu Xuan stood beside him, looking at the old man with his eyes closed. He couldn't speak for a long time as memories came to his mind.
The so-called immortality, especially the immortality with memories, has experienced too many joys and sorrows, and gradually becomes hard-hearted.
Taishang forgets his love, not because he forgets his love at first, but because he has experienced too many things.
Xu Yong has become immortal to a certain extent and has achieved meritorious deeds and good deeds. As long as human civilization in this world does not die out, Xu Yong will always live in people's hearts.
"farewell."
Xu Xuan walked out of the ward and walked through the corridors.
Except for the lack of electrical appliances, the layout and system of the hospital are exactly the same as in the previous life, or this is the result he brought.
This world was greatly influenced by him. Some daily expressions were accidentally spoken by Xu Xuan and were then widely used, such as "holiday", "resignation", "discipline" and so on.
Some vocabulary words are basically unused, and Xu Xuan was the first to bring them out.
Seeing the familiar scene, Xu Xuan seemed to have returned to the past.
When I came to one of the wards, through the window, I could see an old lady lying on the bed. The quirky little girl back then has now become an old lady.
Xu Ling'er was different from other people. While other people's physiques could breed worms, she couldn't. She could only use diluted Qi and Blood Powder to recuperate her body.
Xu Xuan glanced at the label on the bedside and suddenly realized that it seemed to be cancer? And it's still late.
If it's cancer, there is basically no cure in this world, and Xu Xuan can't cure it. He doesn't have this ability, unless he finds specially targeted materials; ordinary Dabu Pills only provide nutrients to the cancer.
You can let Zhou Feng and others search for her when you go back, but there is little hope. Xu Ling'er will only be there for a month or two, so at most she will not be too embarrassed at the end of her life.
Xu Xuan approached step by step, his movements were very gentle, but he still woke up Xu Ling'er.
"Brother, is it you?" Xu Ling'er couldn't believe it, and she quickly sat up, her eyes shining brightly, as if she had returned to her youth.
"It's me, you have a good rest." Xu Xuan poured a cup of hot water, mixed in half a cup of dragon's blood, true fire fruit, and one third of Qinglong powder, and slowly shook it up.
"Is Third Brother gone?"
"Well, just now."
"It's okay, he's too tired." Xu Ling'er looked at things openly and probably knew the date of his death. "It's great that you can come. I'm sorry for making you worry."
Xu Yong and Xu Ling'er were brothers and sisters, but before they died, they all worried about Xu Xuan. This made Xu Xuan a little at a loss. He opened the window, the moonlight shone in, and the night breeze carried a chill.
"I just had a dream. I dreamed about my father. He became younger, and next to me was my second child."
"Second brother? What did this guy say?" Xu Xuanqi asked.
"He said he would never dare to do it again. By the way, there is Uncle Li. Uncle Li is standing behind the second son with a whip."
"Haha!!" Xu Xuan laughed loudly, "Do you have any other wishes?"
"I don't have any wishes, it's just that staying in the hospital is too boring. I want to go home and see my grandson, wander around, and see all over the country."
"I'll look for a way, and maybe I'll have a chance to cure you."
"No, if a person lives for a hundred years, he will die. If he continues to live and enjoy blessings, I'm afraid he won't harm future generations."
"Okay, drink the potion."
After drinking it, a person's condition will be restored quickly. In about two months, all vitality will be cut off. It is both a poison and a tonic.
"Thank you, brother." Xu Ling'er picked up the tonic and drank it. When she looked up, Xu Xuan had already disappeared.
"I wish you eternal blessings!" Xu Ling'er raised the glass of water and replaced the wine with medicine.
During this trip, Xu Xuan met many old friends.
Some people have disappeared, and some people only know to call Xu Xuanzhan "Master" when they see him, trembling like an adult Runtu.
Xu Xuan was bored and finally returned to Zhongnan Mountain.
Before leaving, he strolled through the empty streets, where there was a large planning and complex sewer construction, all of which were constructed under his own guidance.
Xu Xuan not only influenced this city, but also the entire world. In the future, he will definitely have a profound impact on the earth.
The next day, everything was as usual in Beijing. The people were talking about the martial law last night, and they did not guess that the emperor was dead.
"Long live my emperor!"
In Wuya Palace, civil and military officials bowed and bowed.
When Xu Dezhao succeeded to the throne, he was given the reign name Shenhuang. Because at the beginning of his succession, there was a phoenix singing in Zhongnan Mountain, he originally planned to call it Shenfeng. However, after checking the history books, he found that Sun Quan had given it the name Shenhuang. It was still a short-lived reign, so it was eventually changed to Shenhuang.
In history, there are many era names of this kind of mythical beast, such as green dragon, divine dragon, five phoenix and celestial phoenix.
"No gift!"
In the first year of Shenhuang, the older generation of cabinet ministers collectively resigned. From then on, it became a rule that when a new emperor came to the throne, old ministers would retire when they were over their age. This even progressed to the point where they would retire when they reached their age, which omitted the early stage of power reshuffle and greatly improved administrative efficiency.
Xu Xuan didn't know that his casual words would affect the system for hundreds of years.
But knowing that, that's all. Over the years, he has been cautious about his words and actions, for fear of saying something wrong again and causing terrible consequences.
If you casually say that you don’t eat fish, these people may take it seriously. They may even divide themselves into factions because of whether they eat fish or not, which may lead to a war hundreds of years later.
In public, Xu Xuan is more willing to play a hard-faced role and never express his opinions. For a person like him who has the power in the world, every word he says, even if it is a joke, may be taken seriously, even if it is a joke. There will be so-called experts who have written entire books to explain it.
It is easier for things in Beijing to become the throne of an ordinary dynasty. The power game among them is also a commonplace and nothing new.
Three days later, the court completed its reorganization and announced the death of the late emperor.
The news spread quickly by train.
For a moment, the world was shocked.
There are some who are sad, some who are excited, and some who are regretful; some Confucian scholars who were suppressed back then and remained silent among the people found opportunities to modify people's memories and fabricate many groundless rumors.
For example, in the year of great calamity, they were extravagant and wasteful to please foreigners; or they used wine pools and meat forests to rob ministers, wives and daughters; or they made up a tragic story about a good man who had his house confiscated by Chang's army to whitewash Yan Shenggong, etc.
Of course, Xu Xuan warned them in advance that the officers and soldiers did not arrest them immediately, which proved that there was something wrong. Instead, they allowed the people to tear them into pieces, and the officers and soldiers then confiscated their homes and exterminated their families according to justice.
The last spark of cynicism finally extinguished, and the old era passed away.
As the new emperor ascends the throne, as people's memories pass, what happened before gradually becomes history.
Half a month later, everyone in Zhongnan Mountain returned from mourning.
The forbidden area behind the mountain.
Xu Xuan called Li Changsheng and Geng Wu.
Under the sky tree in Wutong Cave, Li Changsheng's hair was gray, and Geng Wu was also entering middle age.
Xu Xuan said to the two of them: "Changsheng, I'm going into seclusion. I may not know the time. If you die, you may not be able to catch up with me for the last time. If you see me, please ring the bell in the back mountain a few more times."
This sentence made Li Changsheng a little nervous, and he said with a helpless smile: "As a monk, life and death have long been indifferent. I have set foot in Yinzhou and seen Nanyang Islands. I have lived enough in this life. It is meaningless to see so many people before I die. ”
"Too."
"But..." Li Changsheng changed the subject, with a trace of melancholy in his eyes, "I want to resign. I haven't seen Europa yet, and there are some places in China, the scenery of Mobei, the snowy peaks of Goddess Mountain... I plan to go and see it. ”
"Okay, from now on the secular affairs will be led by Geng Wu."
Three days later, Li Changsheng packed his package. He planned to visit his family in the north before setting off from Guangdong.
"Is the talisman to avoid soldiers enough?"
"Enough is enough."
"Bring some hemostasis and detoxification charms as well. Are twenty of each enough?"
Xu Xuan stuffed a bunch of things into Li Changsheng's package.
"Okay, okay, it's almost done, Heavenly Master, it's time for the disciples to leave."
Li Changsheng put away the talisman, his expression was serious, his old eyes were full of nostalgia, he glanced at Zhongnan Mountain with nostalgia, kowtowed solemnly to Xu Xuan, and then went down the mountain without looking back.
I'm afraid I won't be able to come back from this trip, and Li Changsheng doesn't want to come back. He once commanded the situation, and as the grand sacrificial wine for thousands of Baidi Sect disciples, he has lived a life that is too unrestrained.
A real man has wind in his blood. He wanders around and wanders around the world, only to find his final destination.
In the last period of his life, he wanted to live a carefree life and live up to the name of immortality.
Looking at Li Changsheng's leaving figure, Xu Xuan suddenly felt the melancholy of being alone.
How can we not make people feel melancholy when old friends leave one by one.
The spiritual energy was not rich before, but now it is rich. The old friends in the past are getting old one by one. Even if they are given spiritual stones to practice now, they will not be able to extend their lifespan.
As for the others... he couldn't believe that the spirit stones could be used up. At that time, he was just refining the form of the Taiyin, and these people were desperate. Maybe they would search for him all over the world, dig graves, and find new spirit stones. At that time, He had no power to resist.
Even if you don't look for yourself, you can still control the imperial power and satisfy your own selfish desires.
Don't underestimate human nature.
Those people back then are no longer here. Zhang Duxiao, Li Jianxing, Xie Miao, Li Changsheng, Xu Yong... are either old or dead. It would be better to block the way of cultivation in this world until eternity.
After sighing, Xu Xuan turned to look at Geng Wu. Geng Wu also had tears in his eyes. Seeing Xu Xuan looking over, he hurriedly saluted.
"From now on, you will be the great sacrificer, so you must abide by your duties."
"I obey, Heavenly Master!!" Geng Wu responded quickly.
Xu Xuan entered Wutong Cave.
In the cave, I checked King Qin's bone mirror, and sure enough, I found that there seemed to be disharmony in the eyes, something similar to inflammation.
It shouldn't be a big problem. Xu Xuan is now eighty years old, and he can still wait until he is a hundred years old before performing the Taiyin Refining Method to restore his human body to its peak.
Take advantage of now to accumulate more resources in the Mirror Realm.
Over in the Mirror Realm, once they perform Taiyin Refining, the two brothers will surely die, unless they are lucky enough to break through to the realm of Nascent Soul, so they must prepare in advance.
A few months later.
Guangdong, Europa's cargo ship, Li Changsheng embarked on his journey after visiting many old friends.
As the ship left the shore, Li Changsheng murmured to himself: "Goodbye, China."