Chapter 14: The Faith of the Great War Man Cannot Be Broken
Luo Zisheng made up his mind to disband the village. He bought a piece of land in Xuancheng and distributed the money he had saved to everyone in the village.
Those who have a place to go can leave on their own, and those who have no place to go can settle down in the place of their choice.
Some people in the village were reluctant to leave, some cursed loudly, and some had long since had enough of this kind of life, so when they saw there was money to be made, they happily packed up their bags and left.
After sending the last person off, Luo Zisheng knelt in front of Xu Xingxing again, firstly to express his gratitude, and secondly because he wanted to become Yue Baiyin's disciple and wanted Xu Xingxing to be his introducer.
The doctor who had just taken a few steps aside heard Yue Baiyin's name and immediately turned back and knelt down: "Take me with you."
Xu Xingxing: ...
So after she sent Qi Danxuan away, she set out on the journey home with the others.
Then I was at a loss as to how to get home.
It is known that a sword can only seat three people, and it is also known that they now have four people connecting to a deer.
Xiao Hei can fly. If he can turn into a dog and drag himself, the problem will be solved.
But the noble Xiao Hei not only refused to turn into a dog, but also said that he wanted to sit on the sword. After many unsuccessful attempts to persuade him, she could only use the sound transmission note to call Fang Zhiming.
The matter of the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons has been resolved, but some monsters still escaped. After being very busy for a while, Fang Zhiming finally has some free time.
When he arrived here and saw the two new faces, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Senior Sister, I asked you to investigate the case, why did you recruit two people back?"
"On the way." Xu Xingxing laughed.
He glanced at Xiao Hei beside him, then glanced at the bell on his neck, pursed his lips and suppressed the doubts in his heart.
After some discussion, Xiao Hei and the female doctor Mo Yin were assigned to her sword, while Luo Zisheng and Chu Xue were assigned to Fang Zhiming's sword.
After the ice sword was unfolded, Xiao Hei took the lead and moved to the back of the sword. Xu Xingxing signaled Mo Yin to take over, but his body suddenly flew into the air and stood on the sword in the next moment.
Xu Xingxing turned to look at Xiao Hei in surprise, and saw that he was looking around without any abnormality, as if he had not done this.
Remembering that he didn't like humans, he understood and automatically stood in the middle.
The two swords flew side by side towards Kunlun.
Fang Zhiming looked at the white deer in front of him and muttered, "It's so easy to join Kunlun now. All you need is a nod from me, Senior Sister. There's no need for any exams."
"Exam? Did you take exams before going up the mountain?"
"certainly!"
Fang Zhiming was very proud. "That scene was like tens of thousands of people crossing a single-plank bridge. The written and martial arts exams were varied and full of difficulties. Even someone with my qualifications took me several years to pass!"
"When was that?" Luo Zisheng asked curiously.
"Of course it was before the war." Fang Zhiming rolled his eyes. "Kunlun doesn't have the energy to do these things now."
"Kunlun must be very lively before the war." Xu Xingxing said.
"Of course. The annual entrance exam lasts for over half a month. There are also competitions between the major sects, and each sect has its own unique festivals. Especially during Kunlun's New Year Festival, mortals can also visit Kunlun. For over a month, it's bustling with music and singing, and extremely lively."
"My grandfather told me that the Demon-Chasing War lasted for nearly seventy years, and now more than thirty years have passed. By this calculation, you must be at least a hundred years old?" Mo Yin said.
"One hundred and twenty-six." Fang Zhiming pretended to touch his smooth chin, "You can call me Grandpa now."
"Then why do you call her senior sister?" Xiao Hei behind him rarely spoke. Xu Xingxing looked at him sideways and saw the slightly raised corners of his lips and the deliberately teasing eyes.
As expected, Fang Zhiming's face turned awkward. "Nowadays, talented people are prioritized in Kunlun. Senior Sister reached the Nascent Soul stage at the age of twenty. Shouldn't I lower my generation to show respect?"
"Then you have to work hard, and don't become the youngest person in the entire Kunlun." Xiao Hei teased.
Seeing Fang Zhiming's mood suddenly become depressed, Xu Xingxing quickly laughed: "Also, you look too young, like a boy of sixteen or seventeen. It's not too much to call me Senior Sister..."
Fang Zhiming looked at the beautiful face of the same sixteen or seventeen-year-old and sighed: "Although I was not a child of destiny at first, I was also worthy of being a gifted person, but..."
"But what?" Luo Zisheng asked.
Fang Zhiming seemed not to hear it and just kept increasing his flying speed.
Fang Zhiming was visibly depressed throughout the rest of the process, and Xu Xingxing's attempts to find topics to talk about failed to cheer him up.
Xu Xingxing glared at Xiao Hei in a reproachful manner, and the latter raised his eyebrows at her in a very perverse manner.
*
After arriving at Lingshou Mountain, Fang Zhiming went straight back to the house. After introducing Mo Yin and Luo Zisheng to Yue Baiyin, she took some fruits from the kitchen and knocked on Fang Zhiming's door.
When Xiao Hei saw Xu Xingxing enter the house, he jumped onto the roof.
The setting sun cast a golden hue across the room. Fang Zhiming was currently sitting at the table in front of the window, flipping through a book.
Xu Xingxing leaned over to take a look. It was a basic martial arts secret book. The marks and scratches on it showed how meticulous the owner of the book was at that time.
She placed the melon seeds on the table, poured a glass of water and pushed it to Fang Zhiming's hand, then asked softly, "Is this your book?"
Fang Zhiming nodded, then fell silent. Xu Xingxing apologized, "Xiao Hei is a really rude dog. Don't bother with him."
He shook his head gently: "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I'm not a stingy person."
"Of course you are not, and you are not a lazy person. As long as you work hard-"
"Senior Sister, you don't need to comfort me. I know where my problem lies." Fang Zhiming suddenly interrupted her. He pinched the corner of the page and said, "I'm just too scared."
"Afraid?" Xu Xingxing was slightly surprised. In her eyes, Fang Zhiming was the most optimistic person in Kunlun. If he was second, no one could be considered first.
He is not active in practicing martial arts, is the laziest, loves gossip, and dreams of becoming a chef.
She seems unreliable, but in fact she is very decisive and never wastes time when encountering things, so it is better to say that Xu Yi asked Fang Zhiming to come and monitor her than to say that he gave her a good assistant.
"In the first two years of the Demon-Chasing War, all the powerful beings above the fusion stage died. I had just formed a core at that time, and my master was still only in the Nascent Soul stage, but he protected us disciples very well. But people died every day, and I lived in constant fear, and I had no desire to practice at all."
Fear of death is human nature. Xu Xingxing comforted her, "It's okay, it's all over..."
"No, it's not over!" Fang Mingming suddenly became excited. "Senior Sister, I know you hate Master's discipline, but in the eyes of those of us who luckily escaped, this battle may never be over!"
"You may think I'm a coward, but when the war first began, I, like my master, practiced diligently, hoping that one day I could fight for the people, even if it meant dying."
Fang Zhiming's expression was desolate. "Senior Sister, do you know that Master was originally a person who was indifferent to fame and fortune? He often told us to just let things take their course. But later on, he neglected his cultivation day and night, and in just five years, he broke through to the Spiritual Transformation stage. When he attracted a thunder tribulation, the demons came to strangle him. It was the then-supreme master who sent five powerful beings to protect Master, allowing him to safely pass through the tribulation." "But..."
Fang Zhiming's voice was tinged with tears, tears streaming down his face. "But of those five powerful beings, three were seriously injured, and two died. The two dead were both at the Spiritual Transformation Realm..."
"Master remained silent after his tribulation, kneeling beside the corpses of the two great masters for three whole days until the Sect Master personally came to persuade him. Senior Sister, how can I not be afraid? If I advance, does that mean that those even more powerful than me will die because of me? Even Master can't get over this knot in his heart, so how can I continue to practice without distraction?"
At this point, Fang Zhiming burst into tears: "I am just a small Jindan, with only a life to lose. How can I let others get injured and die for my advancement? I don't deserve it!"
Xu Xingxing's body stiffened when she heard this. She couldn't utter a word and just started crying uncontrollably.
She seemed to understand Xu Yi's desperation and tension.
Xu Xing'er was born after the war, but her memories were constantly filled with pressure from those around her about the war. Xu Xing'er felt oppressed and had never carefully considered those memories. Now, seeing Fang Zhiming like this, she finally uncovered a corner of the seventy-year-long demon-chasing war.
After a long moment, she finally found her voice: "Although the demons are powerful, the previous leader also values the continuation of the power of the younger generation. Otherwise, he would not have protected you behind his back."
"I understand, but the demons want to wipe out all the Kunlun monks, so they'll come and cause trouble as soon as someone advances..."
"So no one got promoted during the war?"
"Yes, but almost every time it happened it was extremely tragic."
"Then why don't they have such inner demons and are so focused on breakthroughs?"
Xu Xingxing said to himself, "Perhaps it is to tell the Demon God that although the power of a cultivator can be destroyed, the faith of a person cannot be broken."
Fang Zhiming was startled and looked at her.
He had a baby face and was always smiling good-naturedly, so she really felt that he was like a younger brother. She found it a little funny to see his face covered with tears, so she took the cloth on the table and wiped his face.
His muffled voice came from under the cloth: "Senior Sister, this is a rag."
Xu Xingxing pretended not to hear, threw the rag on the table, and said, "I know the war had a great impact on you, but didn't we still win in the end?"
"That's when Heaven finally punishes the Demon God, and only then will we have a chance to defeat the demons."
Xu Xingxing: ...
Anyway, this demon god is just a dimensionality reduction attack on your world of immortal cultivation.
"Just tell me whether you still want to cultivate immortality?"
Fang Zhiming nodded vigorously: "Of course! When I was young, I vowed to join the Tianjian Sect and become a Mahayana swordsman, but..."
"So, now that the world is peaceful and the four seas are at peace, if not now, when will we cultivate?"
"Even a Mahayana cultivator couldn't last even a cup of tea in front of that demon god, so what's the point of me cultivating here? Besides, the Tianji Pavilion has calculated that you are the savior, which means there will be another war in the future. I—"
"Why do you always encourage others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige?"
Xu Xingxing slammed the table and stood up. "Your former leader didn't give up on preserving the flame of immortal cultivation even in those hopeless days. Your master persevered through the perilous times of Kunlun until the Heavenly Dao appeared in the world. Even if they are truly insignificant in the eyes of the demon god, in the end, won't they be like those ants, collapsing this thousand-mile dam in an instant?"
"And what about the Tianji Pavilion? Even if their predictions are accurate, if a major war really breaks out, hasn't they already figured out that I'm the savior? What are you afraid of? I'll handle it even if the sky collapses, and I won't worry. Why are you worrying about it? Besides, if you don't intensify your cultivation now, I'll need help when I need it. Are you going to hide behind your master again?"
"Don't be so hesitant when doing things. Only with faith can you achieve success."
After Xu Xingxing finished her words in one breath, she drank the water on the table and said to Fang Zhiming, who was staring at her blankly, "Just do whatever you want to do. Don't look back. Just keep moving forward. I'll take care of everything for you."
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