Chapter 255: Meditation
Chen Zhenjun?
General Chen was stunned when he heard this, "Do you know my father?"
your dad?
Chen Xuanqing was also stunned for a moment, and then asked quickly: "What's your name?"
General Chen looked deeply at Chen Xuanqing, and before he could answer, he saw a housekeeper walking over.
"I am General Longyin of Tianyong, Chen Tianen. Everyone knows this name. I have been fighting for more than fifty years in my life, and I have been guarding the people here. As a citizen of Liyang City, you don't know my name." name!"
Chen Tianen...
Chen Xuanqing suddenly lowered his head and smiled bitterly. It turns out that so many years have passed, that's right.
The Chen Mansion has long since changed.
"When did the old man die?"
Chen Tianen looked at Chen Xuanqing's profile with some hesitation, because Chen Xuanqing looked very young, only in his twenties, and he didn't look like he knew the old man.
"Thirty-seven years ago, on the Jiawu Day, 47500 AD in the Tianyong Calendar, he died and was buried in the Ancestral Tomb of Changchun Mountain."
"who are you?"
Chen Xuanqing turned around when he heard this, "He's just an unfilial son."
"You have already met Chen Ling, right?"
Chen Tianen's eyes narrowed, "You know the second sister..."
"Wait, are you?"
Chen Xuanqing shook his head when he heard this, and then walked out of the hall directly.
Chen Tianen rushed out of the hall and saw that Chen Xuanqing was no longer in the Chen Mansion. He looked around for a long time, but could not find any trace.
It comes suddenly and goes suddenly.
Like a gust of wind.
Chen Tianen lowered his head. He had heard from his father and second sister that he actually had an older brother who entered the immortal sect before he was born.
Chen Tianen has never met his eldest brother. The second sister only said that he has been in seclusion for many years and has no interest in worldly affairs.
Until the time of his father's death, the eldest brother never appeared again.
"It's the eldest brother..."
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Changchun Mountain, Chen family ancestral grave.
Chen Xuan had visited here when he was young to worship his ancestors. Now he came here again to worship his father.
All the way to the mountain, he saw tombs standing upright. Starting from the top of the mountain and going down, it was surrounded by a courtyard, and there was a gate in front of the courtyard.
The plaque above the gate reads three words, General Terrace.
Walking into the General Terrace, the first thing you see is the statues. Each statue is vividly carved. Chen Xuanqing found the statue of his father after groping for a while.
The stone tablet in front of the statue writes his name and his life's great achievements.
Chen Xuanqing crossed the statue and continued forward, and then found a tomb. There was a tombstone in front of the tomb, but there were two names written on it.
One of the names is Chen Xuanqing's father, and the other is Chen Xuanqing's mother. They were buried together.
bump.
As a muffled sound came, Chen Xuanqing suddenly knelt down, and then kowtowed heavily, "Chen Xuanqing, the unfilial child, came to visit the second elder..."
Chen Xuanqing's head fell to the ground for a long time without lifting it up. There was an unspeakable feeling in his heart that he could not express.
Right or wrong, success or failure turns to nothing. In the end, there is nothing.
When he was chasing the way to bring the dead back to life, he forgot the people closest to him. When he looked back, he found that the people closest to him had also left him...
What saint, what great achievements, what secret of immortality...
None of that bullshit.
If you can't even cherish the person in front of you, then what can you do no matter how high your cultivation level is?
Chen Xuanqing got up and sat in front of the grave. He sat there blankly all night. His heart was as confused as a ball of thread and as heavy as dead water.
At this moment, Chen Xuanqing no longer has anger, despair, or the pretentiousness he once had. He only has the desolation of calm after great ups and downs.
Not homeless, just homeless.
Not lost, just nowhere to go.
After sitting quietly in front of his parents' graves all night, Chen Xuanqing's heart gradually calmed down. Perhaps, he should give up the so-called method of bringing the dead back to life...
Cherishing the person in front of you is far more meaningful than abandoning everything to resurrect someone.
At this moment, some kind of shackles in Chen Xuanqing's heart were released.
Let go of your obsessions and gain relief.
The next morning, as the sun rose in the east, a golden light swept across the earth, bringing warmth to the world.
tread.
tread.
At this moment, a figure suddenly came to the Chen family's ancestral grave. Chen Xuanqing knew who it was without turning around.
"You knew from the beginning that there was no way to bring the dead back to life?"
As Chen Xuanqing asked, the visitor gradually said: "Don't you think about it, silly disciple, I let you walk in this world just to make you look down on the impermanence of life and death in this world."
"Only when you have experienced pain can you realize the suffering of all living beings. When you have experienced care, you will no longer be concerned."
“A master once said, be like water, empty your brain, make your mind ethereal, formless and formless like water.”
“When you put it into the cup, it’s the cup.”
“If you put it in a bottle, it’s a bottle.”
"Put it into the pot and it becomes the pot."
"Quietness can make the water flow gently; movement can make the waves roar."
After hearing the words, Chen Xuanqing stood up and slowly turned his head. He saw an old man with white hair in front of him. He had long eyebrows and a long beard. He was wearing a plain robe, as light as water and as clear as smoke.
Like a gust of wind, it is invisible and formless, as if it will dissipate in the sky and earth in the blink of an eye.
"Now, can you tell me your name, master."
The old man stroked his long beard and smiled twice, "My name as master is Taixu, just like a cloud, but most people in the world call me Taixu Patriarch."
"I led you into Taixu Immortal Sect, lifted up the Heavenly Book, and entered the underworld, just to let you see the nature of this world clearly. Has this experience in this world made you calm down?"
Chen Xuanqing's face was dull, "A calm mind is not without desire. This is what you said, like smoke and water."
Tai Chi Patriarch smiled and nodded, "Yes, you are the destined saint. Being a saint is honor, honor, and responsibility. But before, you were not in a state of mind to bear this responsibility."
"Now, you can go back. In the era of prosperous law and great strife, the floods have passed, and it is time for the nine continents to merge. This matter cannot be accomplished by a saint."
Chen Xuanqing looked at the palm of his hand, "What will happen if Kyushu merges?"
The old man stroked his beard and said, "This is a secret that cannot be expressed in words, but only by uniting all nine states can we jointly control the fire. Your mission is not over yet."
"Go forward, it's not time for you to rest yet."
After saying that, the old man's body slowly turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated into the sky and earth.
Chen Xuanqing closed his eyes, then turned to look at his parents' grave. In front of that grave, there was a spear.
This spear was the weapon used by Chen Xuanqing's father during his lifetime.
Named Pojun.
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