"Will there really be gods to save them, Taoist priest?"
He had seen too many gods and immortals along the way, and many mortals without any cultivation loudly proclaimed the existence of a certain god, but these gods seemed to have never appeared.
"There is no god to save the world. There are only people who fight for it and die." Li Changsheng shook his head slightly and denied it, saying: "In the end, if people want to have enough food, they still have to rely on themselves. All the prosperity is created for the people."
"A god can be you or me. A person who behaves like a god is a god. All gods are elected by the people. The medical god was just a mountain hermit at the beginning."
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously.
Lu Changzhi widened his eyes slightly. In the few records about the Sword Immortal, the Sword Immortal also said the same thing.
[Don't mention my name, just swing the sword]
Le Xiaoqi was still young, so he didn't think too much and just looked up and asked, "Can the Taoist priest be a god in the world?"
"Yes, it is possible."
8 days later, after traveling thousands of miles, they finally arrived at the Tianjian Sect.
At this moment, the Tianjian Sect was no longer as prosperous as it was in the past. The vegetation was withered and the air was filled with murderous intent. The murderous aura dyed the clouds on the mountain peaks red, and the soldiers removed all the green plants in the mountains.
Solemn, dignified, murderous, death place.
This was the impression that the Tianjian Sect gave to outsiders at this time. It didn't look like a leader of the righteous path that ruled the world, supported the righteous path, and brought nearly 600 years of peace. Instead, it looked like a demon sect, with all the demon cultivators who practiced killing people.
Li Changsheng and the other two walked into the mountain. Just as they were halfway up the mountain, the entire mountain began to shake. Unparalleled murderous aura and sword intent swept over them, and countless spirit swords rooted in Tianjian Mountain soared into the sky, densely suspended above their heads.
With thousands of sharp edges hanging on their necks, Lu Changzhi and Le Xiaoqi felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave. Even breathing became a luxury at this moment.
"Li Changsheng!"
A voice mixed with anger came from the sky, and an old Taoist priest with a gaunt face, white hair, and murderous eyes stood in the air. He held an ancient sword in his hand, and the blood-red murderous aura almost condensed into substance.
"You are not dead yet."
Li Changsheng raised his head slightly and looked at the old Taoist priest. His face was calm and frank as he said, "You are old, Brother Xue Ye."
He had forgotten the other person's name, and only remembered that he was the senior brother of Jianzong and Xue Ye's senior brother. When Xue Ye was a child, he was taken care of by the other person and they were half brothers and sisters. The senior brother of Jianzong was a nagging brother, so he was often beaten by Xue Ye.
The white-haired Taoist priest asked, "Since he is not dead, why are you avoiding me?"
"Practice the supreme way of forgetfulness in seclusion."
"Then stay in seclusion."
The Heavenly Sword fell like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting. In an instant, the sword energy spread across dozens of miles, as if it was going to cut the surrounding mountains in half.
Boom!
Thunder roared, the sword energy stopped, and only a flash of lightning was seen flying up, and all the spiritual swords in the sky turned into powder.
Li Changsheng pointed his finger at the old Taoist's forehead. If the other party came even a little closer, his soul would be annihilated. A similar scene seemed to have returned to hundreds of years ago.
He has become even stronger, probably reaching the state of transformation.
"Have you entered the Divine Transformation Realm?"
Li Changsheng did not answer, but asked indifferently: "Where is Xue Ye?"
Faced with this question, the old Taoist was silent for a while, then said, "He is dead. He passed away in a wonton shop fifty years ago."
"Why? Isn't she cultivating the Supreme Forgetfulness?"
"Her mind was broken. After she defeated all the enemies in the world, she could no longer forget her love. People thought she was dead, but she kept looking for you. She left the Heavenly Sword behind day after day, year after year. I tried to persuade her many times, but my junior sister is stubborn. No one can change her mind once she has made up her mind."
The old Taoist looked at Li Changsheng deeply, and only then realized that something was wrong with him.
"Your Supreme Forgetfulness has also been broken?"
Li Changsheng did not answer but everything was self-evident. In the end, neither of them achieved the supreme state of forgetfulness.
The old Taoist priest had calmed down by now, and he sighed silently, "What a trick of fate! If you had come out fifty years earlier, your sister wouldn't have died at the age of only a thousand. Her grave is in the back mountain, go there by yourself, alas."
After saying that, the old Taoist priest bent over and flew back to the hall on the top of the mountain. Li Changsheng stood there for a long time, then staggered into the back mountain and found a lonely tomb without words on the hillside.
Under the loess, a lifelike woman lay in the coffin, and she seemed to be just sleeping.
Li Changsheng sat cross-legged in front of the tombstone, his eyes staring through the loess. His cold expression gradually softened, and his voice no longer sounded so harsh and cold.
"Xue Ye, I failed. I also didn't achieve the Supreme Way of Forgetfulness, so I wanted to come out and meet you again."
"The world is in chaos now. The peace you fought for is gone. But it doesn't matter. If there is no one left to hold the sky with my hands, I will go, just like you did back then."
Li Changsheng raised his hand slightly and the Heavenly Sword flew into his palm from afar. His fingertips slid across the cold sword edge.
As soon as the thought arises, murderous intent is strong.
"Mortals are powerless, and those who enter the Dao are incapable. Now I am the master of the Heavenly Sword, and I ask if there is any rival in the world?"
(End of this chapter)
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