"Child, what day is it today?"
"Jing, the adults in the village said so."
"scene?"
There was a hint of sadness on the man's face. He didn't expect that just one practice could lead to a change of dynasty.
"There is no calendar in the mountains, and I don't know how many years have passed since the cold. I wonder how my old friend is doing now?"
The man walked out from the rotten wood and mud, wearing a green Taoist robe, with an unkempt face and disheveled hair, and looked less than 30 years old. If it weren't for his deep eyes that contained the great Dao, anyone who saw him would think he was a savage.
He waved his hand lightly and all the mud on his body turned into breeze. This wind was a little desolate, a little cold, a little bitter, and completely took away his thousand years of practice.
That year, he went up the mountain to discuss Taoism with his friends, and believed that true love could defeat all things in the world. If a cultivator cannot defeat external things, how can he practice? It is not about how powerful love is, but that he firmly believes that his Tao heart can defeat the Heavenly Sword.
Li Changsheng climbed up the Tianjian Peak with great confidence, facing the supreme sword and his old friend. Her face was no longer as charming as before, only the cold sword and murderous aura remained. They collided with their hearts and their lives, and Li Changsheng lost, completely.
After his failure, he was also influenced by the sword intent and entered the state of supreme oblivion. He thought that this was the way to heaven and the immortality he sought.
Unfortunately it wasn't, and in the end Tai Shang Wang Qing lost to himself.
My love is stronger than the sword of heaven,
"After two thousand years of seeking the truth, everything ends up in the end."
Youth and old age are but a blink of an eye. What does it mean to become an immortal? What does it mean to transcend?
The mountain Taoist named Li Changsheng woke up as if from a dream. Perhaps out of fear, hesitation, or attachment to the worldly world, he escaped from the Tao and jumped out of the Supreme Forgetfulness.
"Is this really good?" the Taoist asked himself. If he was just one step away, he would be in harmony with the Tao, equal to the heaven, and live as long as heaven and earth.
"That's great, I will win this time."
A faint smile appeared on his face, and he walked out of the ruined temple on his own. At this moment, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sky was clear. The moon was like a silver plate, and the sky seemed to be suspended in the air.
The child behind him hurriedly chased out and knelt on the ground to pray: "Please help me, immortal. My village is going to be flooded. The Dragon King wants to build a palace in our place, so he flooded our village. My parents have been washed away by the flood."
The child's speech was slurred and his expression was unclear, but Li Changsheng could still guess a little.
If it is washed away by the flood, it is unlikely to survive, but you can go and take a look.
Li Changsheng asked: "Where is your home?"
"It's ten miles over there, my home is at the entrance of the village... ah ah ah."
The child was talking when suddenly a white cloud lifted them up. Such a sudden change frightened him and he screamed repeatedly. But Li Changsheng ignored it. He could only think about one thing now and didn't have the energy to consider the emotions of a child.
His emotions were like a dry ocean, recovering slowly and dully. But as all rivers flow eastwards to the sea, there will always be a day when they are full.
White clouds rose into the sky and flew away into the distance.
The earth retreated rapidly, and they were ten miles away in a flash. However, there was no land under their feet, nor any village, but only a rushing flood.
In the flood, shrimp soldiers and crab generals were constantly surging, holding weapons and waving their claws. A surge of demonic energy drove the flood to rush forward, intending to turn this place into a lake. The people who originally lived here had disappeared in the rushing water, perhaps becoming a meal for the water demon, or perhaps being washed away to a distant place.
"Dad! Mom!!!"
The child could not bear the sight and fell to his knees, sticking his head out of the clouds and screaming. People know that it is irreversible, but they still want to use their voices to get back something important.
Li Changsheng's eyes were still calm, and it was difficult for him to show a trace of anger. If it were his past self, he might have shown anger, but not now. He needed intense emotions to cut off the supreme forgetfulness and use altruistic trivialities to regain the seven emotions and six desires.
"Immortal! Immortal! Please save my parents, they are in the water, they are in the water!"
The child turned around and began to kowtow to Li Changsheng again. Li Changsheng lowered his head slightly and looked down at the child without saying any words of comfort. He just coldly reminded the child.
"Your parents are dead."
"No"
The child shook his head to deny it, but just as he turned his head halfway, Li Changsheng said again: "I've calculated that there is no chance of survival. At least I don't have the ability to bring people back to life. A mortal's three souls and six spirits will be shattered in just a few seconds, and will fall completely into the River of Oblivion after seven days."
"Maybe there is reincarnation in this world, but after reincarnation, they are no longer your parents."
Li Changsheng's words were as cold as his voice, extinguishing the fantasy of the ten-year-old child and showing him the truth without leaving any room for doubt. The child could only kneel on the ground and wipe away his tears. Li Changsheng could not empathize with the sadness of others.
But Li Changsheng knew what to do now.
He placed his hand on the child's head, slightly asking him to look up at him, and asked in a flat and cold tone: "Can you forget your worries if you kill someone and pay with your life?"
The child nodded dumbly, not knowing whether he understood what Li Changsheng said.
"Okay, I'll kill all the monsters in the river."
After getting the promise, he became more determined to kill.
Li Changsheng raised his head slightly, waved his sleeves, and all the mountains and rivers came into his mind, and the great way of heaven and earth was in his hands.
A green leaf fell into the fingertips and was thrown into the endless flood. The green leaf seemed to be falling, but in fact it was like a falling meteor, falling into the flood in an instant.
Green leaves are tiny, but they are very powerful.
All the creatures in the river felt their hearts sink, and before they could react and flee, the incomparable pressure instantly crushed all the monsters to the bottom of the river. The supreme sword intent of Tai Shang Wang Qing could scare many monsters into a panic even without any substantial pressure.
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