They did not stay in Zhou State for too long and set off to return to Langyun University.
It’s just that many people on the mainland now know that the immortals are going to return to "Heaven", so whenever they see a frame that looks like Langyun’s, they will see people kneeling on the ground.
In fact, students don’t like others to kneel to them all the time. After the indigenous people realized this, they did so less and less.
But the indigenous people have very simple minds. They know that they have received too many favors from Langyun, and they only get what they want but don't know how to express their gratitude. After much thought, apart from burning more incense, they can only express their feelings in this simplest way.
It is true that people are selfish, but they are not completely unaware of what is good for them.
They remember the kindness that the immortals have shown them and will never forget it.
However, for the people in Langyun, they remembered this gratitude, but it would be fine if it happened once or twice. It would be a bit troublesome if everyone did the same.
Especially when there are too many people in the traffic jam, even if no trouble occurs, it will delay the return journey.
In the end, they chose the most efficient way——
Take the train.
Perhaps because he had been there before, Xia Ying seemed very calm. While sitting in the box, he skillfully put his luggage away and took out a card to pass the time.
In contrast to him, the young boy Ji Liang seemed particularly excited after getting on the bus.
Touch here and bump there.
There was obvious excitement on her milky white face.
Seeing that he was about to lean out the window, Xia Ying stretched out his long arm and pulled him back, saying, "We've finally waited until we can go home. If you fall now, it won't matter if you get hurt or sick. It will be very unfair. Be honest."
Ji Liang then gave up the idea of climbing through the window, but his eyes were still sparkling.
Seeing this, Xia Ying stopped shuffling the cards and asked in confusion, "This train is far worse than the ones we took before, isn't it? It's just starting out and its speed is not even as fast as the green-skinned train. But why are you so excited?"
Ji Liang smiled broadly. "That's different. Before, whether it was cars, trains, or planes, we were all enjoying the fruits of others' labor and profits. If we paid anything, it was just paying for the tickets; we didn't participate in anything else. Now it's different. All the changes in this world are brought about by us. Even if I didn't participate in the design and construction of the trains, I still contributed to them. It feels different."
The high-speed rail before the crossing was fast enough and brought convenience.
The train to the other world is quite slow, but it gives him a sense of accomplishment.
This makes people feel happier than anything else.
Xia Ying has been working non-stop and rarely thinks about these things.
When I think about it now, I was stunned at first, and then I started laughing.
He turned his head to look at the scenery slowly passing by outside the window, and sighed softly: "Yes, everything here is brought by us."
In fact, if you think about it carefully, what would be the result if it wasn't the whole school that traveled through time, but only he did?
Xia Ying made some calculations in his head, but no matter how he thought about it, it was almost a pill.
Even if he ensured his survival, he had no way of ensuring his steadfastness.
Just as Kun Jingming said before, if there were no school supervision and no system constraints, he would definitely choose the simplest and most efficient method.
It triggered wars among nations, which led to chaos. In the end, there was no construction without destruction, and a new civilization was rebuilt from the ruins.
Whether this is right or wrong is a philosophical question, which is a bit beyond the scope of Xia Ying, a medical student.
But now, judging from the results, even without the destruction of lives and bloody fighting, a world can still speed up its development progress and allow people here to live a better life than before.
It just requires more investment.
For example, the manpower, material resources and energy of tens of thousands of people in the entire school, after several consecutive years, finally achieved success.
Thinking back to when they first got to know this world, they rarely even rode in horse-drawn carriages. Now, with trains whirring everywhere, it feels like a dream.
Thinking of this, Xia Ying held his chin with one hand, looked out the window and said softly: "Actually, we didn't think so much at the beginning, we just wanted to survive."
Ji Liang is young but open-minded. He speaks in a clear voice: "Sometimes you shouldn't ask why. In the end, we can go home and they have a better life. It's a win-win situation."
"But why do I feel like we're actually earning points so we can go home and have a better life?"
"That's a win-win situation, we win twice."
Xia Ying: ...Okay.
In order to prevent Ji Liang from peeking out again, Xia Ying closed the window.
Student Ji didn't really want to crawl out, he just leaned on the table, supported his chin with his hands and looked out.
Since the main purpose of trains in this world today is to transport goods, most of them do not pass through the county town.
Most of what you see along the way are farmlands or forests, and only occasionally can you see the city wall in the distance.
But because of this, Ji Liang saw many landscapes that he had never seen before.
His body gradually tilted, and finally he simply lay on the glass, looking out with eager eyes.
After a while, he pointed and asked, "Senior, what is that place?"
Xia Ying took a look and saw that on the wide river surface, there was a barrier standing directly blocking the river water. There was an opening in the middle for ships to pass through, but it was obvious that place could be closed.
You can vaguely see people walking back and forth on it. They are obviously indigenous people, but their clothes have a strong Langyun color. They are very light and close-fitting, making it easy to move around.
Xia Ying took a quick look and said, "That's a dam."
It's just a little bit bigger.
Ji Liang then noticed the iron objects moving around the dam. They were all different colors and shapes, so he asked, "What are those things up there?"
Xia Ying replied: "It's a car."
It's just a bit of plastic art.
Not long after, Ji Liang pointed to the sky and exclaimed, "Senior, what is that balloon?"
Xia Ying also looked up: "It should be a balloon."
Ji Liang was speechless: "Why are you leaving it here?"
It is true that listening to your words is like listening to a conversation.
Xia Ying said helplessly: "It is indeed a balloon, but it is a hot air balloon."
"Huh? I remember their previous hot air balloons weren't like this?"
“It’s been a lot of improvement.”
Speaking of this, Xia Ying remembered that Bian Yuhang had said before that he didn't want the natives to randomly click on the technology tree.
But now that I'm about to leave, my mentality should be more open.
The technology is there, and the indigenous people can learn as much as they can and do whatever they want.
Any new invention is considered a fantasy before it comes out, right?
At least this hot air balloon has developed from a disposable scrap item to one that can float in the air and even be controlled manually.
...If only it didn't have a golden image of a deity printed on it.
Ji Liang also noticed the pattern on the hot air balloon and said curiously, "Hey, that person on it looks familiar."
Xia Ying also looked over.
Then I saw that the statue had a face.
It's like... their principal...
Ji Liang also recognized it now. He was shocked at first, but then he came to his senses: "This is almost Dechang County in Zhou State, right? No wonder, someone from Dechang County has studied in our school. I guess they have seen the principal's photo."
Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I can guess that when those people asked about the principal's identity, the response they received was probably:
"This is the person in charge of our wonderland."
In the eyes of the indigenous people, this is the leader of the gods, the immortal master in the Langyun fairyland.
It is normal to draw him and print him as a deity.
Although it is metaphysical, it is logical and magical.
Thinking of this, Ji Liang turned around and wanted to talk to Xia Ying about his longing for the principal.
Unexpectedly, I saw this person taking pictures of the hot air balloon with his mobile phone.
Ji Liang was a little confused: "Senior, what are you doing?"
Xia Ying said calmly, "Take a picture as a souvenir and show it to the principal when I get back. He'll be very happy to see that there are traces of him left in this world."
Ji Liang: ...
Looking at the golden hot air balloon, Ji felt that his principal probably wouldn't be able to laugh... probably.
That evening, they arrived near Fengwei Mountain.
In fact, the railway can be connected here, but because this is the junction of three countries, and the indigenous people have tacitly agreed not to disturb the immortals' meditation, so there is no traffic here.
What's waiting here isn't even a car, but a horse-drawn carriage.
Xia Ying and the others didn't find anything strange about this.
On the contrary, I think it is a good experience to ride in a carriage again on the last day of this world.
The road from outside the mountain to inside the mountain had already been built very flat, and the carriage ran smoothly, and soon arrived at the gate of Langyun University.
By chance, we met a caravan heading here from Qi State.
Although they are all students of Langyun, they rarely have the opportunity to talk face to face because they usually carry out different tasks and are in different locations.
Now that they met and were about to go home, they were naturally very happy. They quickly got together and chatted in groups of three or four.
Among them was Shen Qiao.
All in all, she was not very noticeable in Langyun School.
Even Chen Qiao herself felt that the contribution she made on this journey of time travel was more of a part of her job, and there was nothing particularly noteworthy about it.
However, for some Aboriginal people, she is particularly special.
At this moment, someone came forward and bowed properly to Shen Qiao.
When he straightened up, he saw a rather familiar face.
Chen Qiao stared at him for a moment, her face thoughtful. It wasn't until she saw the glasses on his nose that she suddenly realized, "It's you, County Magistrate Duan." She paused, looking at his official uniform, and smiled as she corrected herself, "You should call me Lord Duan. Congratulations on your promotion."
Lord Duan was quite flattered and wanted to say some humble words, but he felt that it was unnecessary for him to put on airs in front of the fairy.
So, I just froze myself there.
But he didn't dare look at Chen Qiao, and could only awkwardly push the red gold carved glazed flower hairpin...
Oh, it should be called glasses now.
Thinking of this, Lord Duan felt helpless.
Actually, he should be the first official in the world to come to pay homage to the fairyland.
At that time, he was the governor of a border county in Qi State. Because he was obsessed with storybooks, he read late into the night by lamplight, which damaged his eyes. As a result, he regained his sight by the help of glasses.
I even gave him a nickname at that time...
Now that I think about it, the fairy looked hesitant when she heard it. I guess she was just embarrassed by me...
Thinking of this, Lord Duan felt his face getting even hotter.
Fortunately, someone nearby spoke up at the right moment: "Thanks to the fairies' blessing, Lord Duan has now returned to the capital and has reached the third rank. He has come here specifically to see you off."
Chen Qiao looked at the man, but couldn't recognize him: "You are...?"
The man smiled and bowed, "My name is Pei Zhongwen. I used to be the governor of Jiangyi County and visited the fairyland." Seeing that Chen Qiao was still confused, he changed the topic, "I have a younger brother named Pei Jishang. He went through military training at school. He's the one who didn't get tanned even after being exposed to the sun."
Chen Qiao immediately realized: "It's you."
Pei Zhongwen smiled and nodded, but he was feeling emotional in his heart. It turned out that all beings were equal in the eyes of immortals. Even if he had almost reached the highest position in the officialdom, even if he had been to the immortal realm many times, people still could not remember him.
But as soon as you say that they are the family members of students studying here, they will be remembered immediately.
At critical moments, the relationship between teachers and students is still the most reliable.
Chen Qiao was a little curious: "What are you doing up the mountain this time?"
Pei Zhongwen said respectfully, "The immortal is returning to heaven, and the entire Qi nation is deeply saddened to see him go. However, the king and the crown prince know that the immortal does not want to cause too much trouble, so they cannot come in person. I have received the order and come to see him off and bid farewell to all the immortals. I wish you a safe journey."
Chen Qiao smiled and nodded, his every move was dignified, but his voice was gentle as water: "More, and I hope your country is safe."
Pei Zhongwen bowed deeply to express his gratitude.
However, Lord Duan standing aside was a little absent-minded.
In fact, he hadn't seen Immortal Langyun for a long time.
Although there are many people coming out of the fairyland, this continent is too big. The Qi State alone stretches for thousands of miles, so it is not possible to see it whenever you want.
Since Lord Duan was promoted and left Jiangyi County, he has rarely communicated with immortals.
Even if they saw each other, it was only from a distance. Most of the time, he was busy with his own things.
Official business at the government office, trivial matters at home, and catching up on serials in the newspaper.
If we talk about the immortal he is most familiar with, it is undoubtedly the immortal king named Gu.
The vernacular novels he wrote are really great.
But the one who impressed him the most must be Shen Qiao.
Legend has it that late at night, a figure would dance above the high platform like a flying bird flying to the moon, but he missed it with regret.
But when the door opened, her clothes fluttered in the wind, and the faint smile on her face when she raised her head was something no one could forget.
He was absolutely convinced that this was an immortal and this was a fairyland. Wasn't it because of the shock he felt at that moment?
This is why when he learned that the immortal was about to leave, he tried his best to find a way to follow him and see him off.
He couldn't explain why.
It has nothing to do with other emotions. Selfishly speaking, he should be grateful for everything the fairyland has brought him, which allowed him to change his fate and rise to higher heights. More importantly, he is deeply grateful for Lang Yun's kindness.
Only after experiencing the changes in these years can one understand what the arrival of the immortals means.
This is how God loves the world.
Soon, he followed Pei Zhongwen and bowed down with great piety.
But Chen Qiao didn't ask them to get up like he did before because the time was up.
As night fell, everyone's cell phones began to vibrate.
At this time, these students outside the school gate are the last batch. The system is obviously urging them to return to school quickly and prepare to leave.
So, Chen Qiao just glanced at them twice and turned back.
When the two Qi officials looked up, they could only see the school gate slowly closing.
And the backs of everyone in Langyun.
They wear different clothes and have different styles, but they all look similar and tall.
Although it was already night, they still looked like saplings growing towards the sun.
Even after several years, they are still as young as before, and time has not left any traces on them.
But they are not like the legendary gods who leave behind a lot of oracles or prophecies to the world.
Just as they came suddenly, they left just as suddenly.
But they still left something behind.
The entire continent has benefited from his grace, and every country has traces of the immortal's guidance.
So, when a dazzling light burst out from Fengwei Mountain, almost everyone in the three nearby countries woke up from their dreams.
Other countries may not see what is happening here, but they can.
Everyone looked at the light that seemed as bright as day in shock, and then they saw that the white light that was originally shooting into the sky gradually faded, but a rosy glow remained.
The colors are different, like the aurora, but more like the legendary colorful clouds.
Some people guessed what happened, while others were left clueless.
But they all recognized that it was the direction of Fengwei Mountain.
What is best known about Fengwei Mountain is the Langyun Fairyland and the Langyun Immortal.
Therefore, even the common people who did not know the inside story still worshipped him and appeared extremely pious.
But with the arrival of the second day, there was no trace of Immortal Langyun on this continent.
The countries quickly reached a consensus, and for the first time in the history books of the countries, there was a completely unique record, leaving a strong and colorful mark.
"Langyun Fairyland, located at the tail of a phoenix, is surrounded by three kingdoms and is blessed with great blessings.
"For more than six years, we have promoted education, spread poetry and literature, developed water conservancy projects, built buildings, opened the Black Water River to help the people, and created electricity to prosper.
"When I came, the world was in turmoil; when I left, the rivers and seas were peaceful.
"Living beings were moved by this, but the immortal, out of pity for all living beings, did not allow the construction of a temple. Therefore, the nations discussed and decided to compile a book and erect a monument to commemorate the immortal's kindness."
A few months later, on New Year's Eve, the kings announced in Qi that the continent would begin a unified timekeeping system.
This was the first year of Langyun.
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All the sects are sea kings, except me
A great battle between immortals and demons took place, causing the Yunqing Sect to suffer heavy losses. The Sect Master and a group of elders went into seclusion.
The responsibility of protecting the sect fell on the shoulders of the young sect leader Feng Luan.
As far as the eye can see, there are only bare mountaintops, dried-up spiritual veins, and a sword spirit that suddenly changes its temperament and insists on claiming to be the "system".
Therefore, in order to rebuild the sect, Feng Luan decided to go down the mountain to recruit disciples.
The eldest disciple is kind by nature. Even though his life has been rough and he has experienced hardships, he remains warm and firm.
There are always peach blossoms.
Feng Luan thought, well, it’s not a big problem.
The second disciple was bright and cheerful. Even if he fell into the abyss and suffered torture, he still responded with songs.
But there are many pursuers.
Feng Luan thought, well, it’s not a big problem.
The third disciple was very talented. Although he was born into a demon cultivation family and his cultivation was difficult, he still persevered.
But admirers came one after another.
Feng Luan felt that, well... the problem... was not big...
Fourth apprentice, fifth apprentice, sixth apprentice...
In Feng Luan's eyes, all of her disciples were hardworking, well-behaved and obedient. Except for the occasional gleam in their eyes at her, everything seemed peaceful and beautiful.
Until the Yunqing Sect was called the "Sea King Sect" in the cultivation world...
Feng Luan grabbed the sword and asked a soul-searching question: What criteria do you use to help me select people?
Blade & Soul from the love system: Hehehe.
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