Now he could feel his existence slipping away at a rapid pace, his perceptions becoming vast and strange, his emotions growing weaker.
But he cannot disappear yet. He needs to wait for someone, someone who is out of reach of everyone else, but the closest person to him.
"You succeeded?"
A calm and familiar voice came into my ears.
A Taoist in green clothes stood inside the floating boat. Master Feixing smiled on his old and serious face, and said as if to show off:
"Fortunately, I have succeeded and have not let you down."
"From now on, Fu Tu will be your helper. Maybe not as good as you, but when the flood comes, you will be the dam. The Ship Division will be responsible for plugging the gap, and the remaining monks will hold up the gap."
Li Changsheng asked, "It's not your style."
"You always say that I am too obsessed with personality cult, but I never deny the contributions that the masses have made to the human race. Senior Qingxuan transformed himself into the sun, countless Yuanying seniors did not care about their lives, and even those mortal elders committed suicide for food. Now it's my turn."
"Sacrifice is the way for our race to survive. I have no regrets."
Master Feixing knelt down slowly, bowed his head and kowtowed, once, twice, three times. The floor made of spiritual tools made a dull sound.
Just like the human race in this era, dullness is the main theme.
Li Changsheng asked again: "Are you leaving too?"
"A thousand years is not a short time." Master Feixing looked up and smiled. Then he fell silent. He tried his best to act carefree.
After a long time, he met Li Changsheng's calm and deep eyes, and his heart was at peace.
"Thank you for giving me life and letting me live like a human being. I didn't get swallowed by the flood, and I didn't starve to death on the roadside like a wild dog."
Li Changsheng nodded slightly as a farewell, or maybe he didn't want to say it.
Master Feixing closed his eyes with a smile, and eventually turned into starlight and merged into the Sun-Chasing Class Flying Boat. Only Li Changsheng was left standing in the dark and empty room.
The Sun-Chasing-class flying boat pagoda ignited with spiritual light, and the huge roar shook the earth, as if announcing its birth, announcing its birth.
Li Changsheng stood outside the White Jade Palace, looking back at the fairy boat that covered the sky and the sun, listening to the cheers of billions of human beings, and felt that he had not seen his old friends for a long time.
He returned to the White Jade Palace, where a petite figure was squatting at the door, sleeping with her head down.
Those who suffer the five signs of decay in heaven will eventually become like mortals, needing to eat, sleep, get tired, feel sleepy, and die.
"Shushu." Li Changsheng gently woke Zhu Xue up. The other party opened her eyes in a daze, and smiled happily when she saw him.
"Master, are you free to celebrate my birthday with me?"
The biggest difference between the protagonist and other Wuxiang is not the definition of strength, but the definition of heart.
All things without form are born and raised by nature, and have the spiritual roots of heaven and earth.
Only the protagonist has come step by step from being a mortal, and each step is as heavy as Mount Tai for others. Going against the will of heaven is not to be struck by lightning, but he is walking the short-lived earthly road as an immortal.
The one who can do what ordinary people cannot do is Li Changsheng.
This is also my understanding of the protagonist's tribulation. The tribulation he is enduring is not from heaven, but comes from himself.
What you are refining is the mundane world, what you are cultivating is immortality.
(End of this chapter)
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