As a eunuch, I don't want to live forever

Chen Luo lived in the mountains behind Qingyun Gate and stayed there for a hundred years.

A hundred years is neither long nor short.

Just a snap of your fingers.

But the endless world has experienced earth-shaking changes in these hundreds of years...

The river of destiny stopped running, and darkness eroded this golden river, turning it into black and sticky.

The destiny of the world ceases to exist.

The cultivation among monks no longer progresses.

Death is no longer reincarnated.

The living people are like zombies.

This is a chaotic era, not only happening in the human world, but also in countless worlds in the endless world.

No one knows what happened.

No one can give an answer.

Darkness is born.

There are constant wars.

Immortals, people...lost the junction of the western front and turned into chaos.

It's okay in the Huangjie. Because of Chen Luo, the Huangjie has not been greatly affected... After all, the Huangjie has long been purely Chen Luo's world. If nothing happens to Chen Luo, the Huangjie will have no worries.

It's just that the only thing affected is the monk's inability to improve his cultivation.

The biggest one is probably the fairy world.

The fairy world has always been chaotic...

It seems that apart from betrayal, there are only interests and conflicts between people.

The moment the river of destiny stops turning, it means the beginning of complete chaos in the entire fairy world...

All major realms.

All major sectors.

For hundreds of years, gunpowder smoke has been spreading.

Even if Chen Luo is in the Qingyun Sect, he cannot escape from this dispute... Even if Chen Luo is in the back, he can often hear the sounds of explosions and killings.

The two emperors of the immortal world.

Divide red and yellow.

Thank you.

Fang Zhiyin.

They visited Qingyun Back Mountain fifty years ago and asked to see themselves...

Chen Luo originally didn't want to see him, but after thinking about it, he finally met him...

Xie Ji asked Chen Luo:
"The Immortal Realm is in chaos. The North and South domains are suppressed by disciples and the Red Emperor, but they still dare not have major chaos, but this is not the root of the solution!

Disciple asks Master to show him a clear way!

What should be done? How can this fairyland return to peace? "

They don't know the changes in the river of destiny.

After I left the river of destiny in the past, after the river changed, even the Immortal Emperor could no longer enter that place.

Not willing.

But powerless.

It seems that with the invasion of darkness, the river of destiny has developed antibodies against the world.

Chen Luo didn't answer, but just took the two of them into the river of destiny...

When they saw the dark, fishy smell and the fate of stagnant water without any fluctuation, the two of them felt the turmoil in their hearts...

"The river of destiny..."

Fang Zhiyin asked.

"It's already stagnant water!"

"Master, then..."

Xie already asked.

"Perhaps one day, this place will return to what it used to be, but it won't happen now..."

The two of them probably understood.

When destiny no longer exists, there is no chance to change destiny...

This is the calamity of the endless world.

It is definitely not something that can be changed by relying on the two of them.

"Could this be the fate of this world?"

Fang Zhiyin asked unwillingly.

She couldn't accept it, and she didn't want to accept it...

Chen Luo did not answer her words, and soon after, he invited the two of them to come down the mountain...

Another fifty years.

On this day, a young man finally came to Qingyun Back Mountain.

Different from when we met in the past, the young man was in a miserable state. His hair that should have been white now had a full head of black hair... His whole body also looked much more unreal.

It's like a gust of wind blows, and it looks like it will be completely shattered.

He looked a little pale.

Walking unsteadily.

When he stood in front of Chen Luo, he opened his mouth and smiled: "Long time no see, father-in-law, why don't you invite me for a drink???"

Chen Luo nodded.

Su Qingwan has prepared wine and food.

The young man was eating and drinking, with a long-lost satisfaction on his face.

"But I haven't had a bite of food in a long time. This feeling... is really good. No wonder there are so many people who want to be a mortal..."

Immortals live without grain.

It feeds on the spirits of the sun and moon, and takes the essence of heaven and earth as its foundation.

The delicacies described by mortals have long been dispensable to them.

He is the spokesperson...

I can’t count how many years I have not touched such a mortal thing.

But when I ate it today, I felt it was unimaginably good...

He suddenly understood why so many people wanted to be ordinary people.

Although it is ordinary...

But if you can eat this kind of delicious food all your life, when you think about it, isn’t it a bad thing?
"It's not easy for ordinary people. You can't help yourself when learning words."

Chen Luo said lightly: "You talk about the goodness of mortals, but you don't know the goodness of immortals in the mouths of mortals..."

The young man nodded.

It can be regarded as agreeing with Chen Luo's words.

"Probably, this is the gap that is difficult to bridge between immortals and mortals."

He said: "But at this time, whether it is a mortal, a monk, you, I... we are all almost the same people. At least if we don't go through this hurdle, everything will cease to exist!"

"It seems that you know,"

"Yes!"

"where is he?"

"I don't know exactly, but there are clues!"

"explain."

"God!"

"God?"

"Yes!"

The ancestors opened up the wilderness...

Three thousand worlds were born.

Endlessness is one, and God is also one!

only……

"The ancestors created the prehistoric world. Each of the three thousand worlds has its own way of heaven. He has been in charge of the way of heaven for one life, but he is also restricted by the rules. He cannot leave this world. How can he go to heaven?"

Chen Luo frowned.

But soon, he seemed to understand something: "The river of destiny!"

The young man smiled bitterly and ended...

"Yes, the river of destiny!"

Perhaps, to be more specific, it is the source of everything after this endless world disaster!

The river of destiny stopped moving.

When fate ceases to be fate.

This means that the endless world is full of wounds. In addition, all the gods have fallen. The rules that make up this world have become chaotic and have become ownerless.

Therefore, the rules that restrict the way of heaven are also full of scars.

Nature.

Finding a way to leave this vast world doesn't seem that difficult after all!
but……

What he was going to do became the key again.

He is the way of heaven...

A huge force.

Controls life and death.

Control reincarnation.

A destination that cannot be looked down upon by all the immortals in the world...

He is already at the top of his game, so why should he risk the world again?
The young man is silent...

Shake his head.

Another sigh.

"I don't know, but with the foundation of the Great Dao, I have gained destiny and practiced the art of exploration...

Can get in.

Seeing the destruction of the past, everything is broken!

It works now.

It's chaos, all the smoke of war.

Go to the future again...

Full of nothingness and emptiness...

After a hundred years, I went round and round, thinking that I would gain nothing, but luckily... in the chaos and fragmentation, I saw a little light in the nothingness.

It was just this bit of light that gave me a little clue!
pity.

No matter how much more, I just don’t know.

No matter how much I want to ask, I can't ask for anything..."

His words were calm and simple.

But where is the simplicity?
As long as you see what he looks like now, you can understand a little bit!

The boy didn’t know why…

can.

"Only one thing is certain."

He said.

"This will be a conspiracy that affects three thousand worlds... The Endless World may be the first, but it will definitely not be the last..."

The boy walks. Drink tea.

Put a cup in your throat.

It was a bit bitter, but soon became sweet.

He thought, maybe all of this is like this cup of tea, bitter at first and then sweet. When he recalls it in the future, he will have an unspeakable emotion.

He stood up.

He saluted Chen Luo from afar.

Chen Luo did not hide this time, but stood there and suffered quietly.

……

The young man is gone,

I never asked Chen Luo what he wanted to do.

I never asked Chen Luo what he was thinking...

But when he left, he left his name: Lu Shuoming...

The drooping waist is about to rise, and the sky is about to rise.

He had no name.

Born from the way of heaven, doing things of the way of heaven, and speaking for the way of heaven.

There is no need for this name to exist.

But he still gave himself a name...

He said: I must always leave something of my own in this world. Even if I am just a chess piece, why doesn’t this chess piece want a little bit of my own life?

He said it with some bitterness.

Chen Luo looked at his leaving figure and shook his head slightly...

He paid tribute! ,

Also scared!
Respect is because the way of heaven has never died, so the respect for him in the heart is derived again.

The fear is because of the strength of Heaven's Dao, because I know and understand the gap between him and him. After all, he is just a spokesperson, after all, he is just a puppet, and how can a puppet dare to argue with Heaven's Dao?
"Are you leaving?"

Su Qingwan asked Chen Luo.

Although he never spoke, she knew Chen Luo very well.

Even if it's just a small fluctuation in her heart, she can detect it...

"Ah."

Chen Luo hummed.

There are some things he always has to do...

This world always needs someone to do something, especially when there are people and things that you care about.

Chen Luoben didn't care at all what Heaven wanted to do.

He doesn't care whether the world rises or falls.

It's just that his stretched out hand is a little too long, so he needs to have a chat with him and ask him if he can stop disturbing the peace of this world...

of course.

If possible, it would be a better thing to let this side of the world continue to function.

"pity!"

It's a pity that my strength is still a little bit behind.

Otherwise, there is no need to discuss with him, just let him appear in front of him directly, and these things will be saved even more.

"I am with you!"

Su Qingwan said.

There was determination in her eyes.

She wants to follow.

She has been waiting for him for many years, tens of thousands of years...

There were people following him one after another, but there was never a place for her.

At this time, there was no one around him.

She wanted to accompany him, even if it was just to accompany him, even if he could only watch quietly, she felt satisfied.

But Chen Luo just stretched out his hand and gently touched her hair.

She pursed her lips.

Tears flowed.

Already in tears...

"why?"

she asked.

"I will not hold you back."

Chen Luo still shook his head.

She lowered her eyes: "I understand..."

She saluted.

Bow your head and bow.

Turn around...

It turned into a rainbow and disappeared into Qingyun Gate.

"Qingwan..."

Chen Luo opened his mouth, but stopped when he reached his mouth...

This trip will span three thousand worlds, and we will also see countless scenery and crises...

It would not be a wise idea to take her with you.

It would be okay if her safety could be guaranteed, and there would be less loneliness along the way... But...

"There are fewer and fewer people around our family...and we can no longer bear the price of losing you."

He...

I thought I was used to life and death.

But how can you really get used to something like life and death?

……

Three days later, Chen Luo, dressed in green clothes with a snow-white sword on his waist, cut through the void and walked into the river of destiny.

A small boat.

A jug of old wine.

A snow-white sword.

There is no spring breeze accompanying it, only the smell and silence.

There was no beauty by her side, only the black mist never dissipated.

This small boat keeps moving forward along with the river.

Three years later.

Chen Luo no longer knows where he is...

I only know that this trip is going to the end of my destiny...

Only at the end can we see the barrier and step into that new world...

but……

After all, it’s still the same!

Time flies, and the years are unknown.

Until, one day, the darkness under my feet seemed to have faded a little. It was originally extremely dark, but now there was a little light flowing in it...

In his drunken state, Chen Luo opened his eyes and finally regained some consciousness.

Another long time.

The river has flow.

The darkness became lighter and lighter, finally turning golden.

Chen Luo smiled...

"It seems that you have finally left a glimmer of hope for this world!"

He thought that this river of destiny was completely dead.

But now, there is always a place that is not affected...

"Finally, I can give you a different kind of scenery."

What was given to Chen Luo was not just a little surprise like this...

Singing appeared on the river that was supposed to be lifeless.

It was a woman.

A woman sits on the riverbank, singing in a low voice,

The sun fell on her body, with a golden glow...

Seeing Chen Luo's arrival, the woman was slightly startled, stood up and looked at Chen Luo.

Chen Luo was also a little surprised, but he quickly laughed.

This is fate!

In this long past, we can meet old friends here. If this is not fate, what is this?
"I met fellow Taoist..."

Women salute.

"I've met Taoist friends."

Chen Luo also saluted.

Ask the woman to get on the boat...

The woman pondered for a moment and finally couldn't help but ask: "Fellow Taoist, have you and I met before?"

She didn't understand why this familiar feeling appeared.

I don’t understand how anyone could paddle up this river of destiny.

A seat in Tsing Yi...

A snow-white sword.

A bottle of old wine.

She thought that in this life, she would probably never forget this person.

"We are old friends..."

"Old friend?"

Women don’t understand…

If it was an old friend, how come she had no impression?
She is the Immortal Emperor...

Not to mention an old friend, even an unknown passerby across the street can remember him.

Chen Luo did not explain. One day in the future, she would understand what she meant.

"Want to hear a story?"

Chen Luo asked.

The woman asked: "What story?"

"About the story of this sword in my hand..."

"sword?"

Women find it boring...

What story can a sword tell?
It's just an ordinary sword...

But after seeing the depression in the man's eyes, the woman understood that the story of this sword would probably not be so boring...

And it’s boring at this time.

There is nothing better than traveling on this river of destiny, drinking wine and telling stories! (End of chapter)