With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 151 The twenty-sixth year of Jingming

The old domestic cow spoke.

Somewhat strange.

But the owners in Chuixiang Tower have all become immortals.

There is something strange about the animals kept in the building, but it is not something that is incomprehensible.

Anyway, no matter what others think, Li is really happy.

Not just because I will have someone to talk to when I go out in the future.

Not too boring.

Likewise, it also proves that all the years of hard work have not been in vain.

Open your mouth and speak.

This means that Erqing has officially embarked on this path of no return in spiritual practice.

congratulations.

It's just that it was cultivated the day after tomorrow. Can it be considered a spiritual beast?

Li Zhen looked at Er Qing with some doubts in his eyes, who was avoiding everyone's surprised and excited eyes.

Feeling the green spiritual energy faintly overflowing from it, with vigorous vitality.

He nodded silently.

Who says spiritual beasts have to be born?

Makes no sense.

It's like whoever is born is more precious than the other.

In the age of spiritual practice, everything is possible.

Thinking about it, Li Zhen turned his attention to Zi Ziran and Li Xianling.

After Li Xianling.

In the autumn of last year, the calm nature finally broke through the barrier of questioning and embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

Now, both of them are in the Condensation Qi state of cultivation, and they are on the road of condensing their true energy into their true essence.

Although there is a before and after, there is not much difference between them.

But it can be clearly felt.

Compared to myself back then, their cultivation speed was much faster.

Very, very slowly.

If you practice hard in the Chuixiang Tower behind closed doors, the end result will be that you will not be able to cultivate the path of growth and rebirth.

Li Zhen thinks.

It's time to drive them down the mountain.

Go and walk around the world and enjoy the fireworks of this world.

This is also a kind of practice.

These two people are still "too young".

He was also protected very well by himself.

One is that he is too young in age and has not been polished by time.

The other one stayed on the Xianming Mountain for too long.

The cold and comfortable days have passed too much, and they have become a bit otherworldly.

This is not good and needs to be changed!

Li Zhen thought so and did the same.

Ever since~

That afternoon, he kicked these two people out of the Chuixiang Building.

Even a baby bird cannot stay in the nest and chew on it every day.

Therefore, you still have to learn to grow on your own.

Although naturally I was a little panicked and uneasy about leaving the place where I had lived my whole life.

But under Li Zhen's irreversible will, nothing could be changed.

I had to calm down.

With an inexplicable fear and an indescribable expectation.

Li Xianling, who was eager to conquer the world's masters with his sword, went down the mountain.

The sword is not ready yet.

When you go out, you are already in the world.

Wind and rain come and go, spring and autumn come again and again.

Unknowingly, Li Zhen had passed the time of being alone for several years.

Oh, that’s not entirely true.

After all, there are Erqing and Meiqiu accompanying him.

Not too lonely.

This year is the 26th year of Jingming Dynasty.

After careful calculation, Li Zhen is now ninety-one.

In ordinary people's homes, it is already rare for a person to live a long life, and it can be said to be a person of great acclaim.

However, at this time he.

As you become more diligent in your practice.

The passage of time seemed to freeze on his face.

He was fixed at about thirty years old. He couldn't be called young, but he couldn't be called old either.

Black hair and green hair, not old.

This year is also the seventeenth year since he embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

Likewise, it is also the seventeenth year that the world has changed subtly.

Today it is today.

The current level of inspiration is greater than before.

They are already completely different.

In the past, it was the privilege of the Grand Master to detect the spiritual secrets between heaven and earth.

But now.

There are some lucky people who have outstanding spirit and amazing spiritual awareness.

You can also discover the magical things swimming between heaven and earth, intentionally or unintentionally: inspiration.

But most of them just regarded it as being in a trance and never paid attention to it.

Only a few beings are able to perceive the amazing secrets hidden within.

From then on, he embarked on the path of pursuing the secret of inspiration.

Just like Li Zhen back then.

but

The impact of changing ideas on the world.

It seems that it is not as huge as Li Zhen imagined.

Perhaps it is more accurate to say that the impact on the capital is not that big.

Although in a dark corner where the light cannot reach.

Unlucky people die every day for various reasons.

It was given an unusual name and spread among the busybodies on the streets.

But the real abnormal things happened under the catalysis of inspiration.

Not much.

At least, Li Zhen didn't see much with his own eyes.

Even if there is, in his opinion, it is something that the current martial arts can completely handle.

There is no such thing as unreasonable weirdness.

It has to be said that this is good news for Da Zhou.

As a result, the capital city continued to praise the emperor's merits.

The dignitaries sang and danced.

A rare look of prosperity.

Li Zhen also participated in it with a smile.

He didn't say anything, just watched silently.

But one thing has to be mentioned.

That is, the incense on Xianming Mountain.

After the decline of the Buddha that year.

In recent years, it has become prosperous again.

Fireworks fill the air and faith rises.

It's just that not many people have noticed.

A towering mountain that has stood above the capital for countless years.

Unknowingly, some changes occurred.

In the original beauty, there is an indescribable majesty and sacredness.

Only the place where Chuixiang Tower and Tiandu Peak are located remains the same as before.

Li Zhen took in all this silently and did not mention it to anyone.

When he learned that Buddhism could use incense to extend life, he had some doubts.

Why are they both sects? Taoism has never said this.

It's stumping because Taoist priests all have the same bottom line as Taoist Master Li.

Disdain to harvest the people at the bottom?

However, it turned out that he was wrong.

The world is as black as crows.

Just because he hasn't seen it doesn't mean he doesn't have it.

It's just compared to Buddhism's hunger for food.

The Taoist sect, which has been rooted in Middle-earth for countless years, has a much more subtle and sophisticated approach.

At the very least.

Even after so many years, I lived with these Taoist temples on Yixianming Mountain.

Li Zhen was also a few years old, and he got a glimpse of it because of a sudden change of inspiration.

This made him feel a little emotional.

Compared with the Taoist priests' methods, the work of the great monks is still too rough.

No wonder after so many years of fighting, they still can't break into the Central Plains.

It turns out that there is a reason.

To know is to know.

But Li Zhen didn't pay too much attention.

After all, this thing is about your own will, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

Even in the past, he had always had this attitude towards great monks.

Fighting will be fighting, and trouble will be trouble.

He, Grand Priest Li, has never stopped the great monks from opening temples, has he?

Think about these spiritual matters.

In these few years.

Li Zhen has completely integrated into the lives of the people in the capital.

Daochang Li's reputation began to spread among people.

Of course.

There are many birds in the woods, and there will always be some who can't stand him. But most people would call him Daozhang Li with a smile when they saw him.

They all knew that there was a Taoist priest in the capital who was good at telling fortunes but not at times.

By joking with each other, the previously invisible barriers gradually disappeared.

But there is one exception.

Wang San!

This kid seems to have become a different person since he saved his life from that ruined temple.

Never think about getting rich overnight again.

Instead, he was finally willing to share some things with his wife.

After years of hard work, the life of the young couple has become better and better.

But for some reason, Wang San felt a little displeased with Daochang Li.

I always felt that he had evil intentions towards his beautiful wife.

Every day when Li Zhen comes to eat Douhua, Wang San greets him personally and prevents him from contacting the Wang family.

To guard against him is like guarding against a thief.

This left Li Zhen speechless.

But there's nothing I can do, who is his wife?

After all, Avenue Chief Li cannot be a thief like Cao.

What happens in the streets and alleys of the capital cannot be hidden from the owner here.

The emperor didn't say anything after knowing that Li Zhen had been a fortune teller and mingled with ordinary people over the years.

He just ordered people to manage the security of the capital.

Don't let blind people disturb Taoist Master's game.

Zhao Ping saw it clearly.

He believed that Li Zhen was in the game world.

Legend has it that a martial arts master has a lifespan of one hundred and fifty years.

And for an expert like Daozhang Li who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts.

Maybe, you can live longer.

In a long life, it is impossible to stay the same and you always have to find fun.

Maybe being an ordinary person now is the Taoist priest's fun?

Zhao Ping is not Li Zhen, nor is he a martial arts master.

He doesn't quite understand

But sometimes, he also envies Li Zhen.

He thought, it would be great if he could have such a long life.

But now it's too late.

Zhao Ping often wonders if time could be turned back.

It can take him back to the day when he lost his teacher when he was young.

When faced with Li Zhen's invitation to teach him martial arts again, would he still refuse?

Come to think of it, no.

I was young at the time and didn't understand what an opportunity this was.

But when he grew up and became emperor, Zhao Ping understood a truth.

Adults don't make choices.

He wants them all!

It's a pity that I can't go back.

But is martial arts the only option for extending one’s life?

Not necessarily.

Sitting high in the Yuji Hall, staring at the Wanli Sea Waves picture that was presented to him by the Dao Sect not long ago.

Ripples surged in Zhao Ping's heart.

In this world.

Are there really immortals?

He stood up and put his hands behind his back.

Look up at the sky full of stars and the bright moon.

I wonder if there are immortals watching here from a distance at this time.

Li Zhen didn't know what Zhao Ping was thinking.

If he knew, he would definitely laugh at him in his heart.

There was once a precious opportunity in front of you, but you didn't cherish it.

Are you starting to regret it now?

It's too late!

Of course, Li Zhen didn't know what Zhao Ping had in mind at this time.

If you know it.

I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep peacefully at night.

This day.

It was April 11th, the twenty-sixth year of Jingming Dynasty.

It rained heavily in Beijing and it didn't stop for three days.

In the early years, Li Zhen and Lao Ma worked together on the mountain field in front of Chuixiang Tower.

I often heard him say that spring rain is as precious as oil.

But this year, the "oil" came too much and took too long.

No matter what things are in the world, once they become abundant, they will become unappreciated.

It even became a disaster.

"This rain is not going to stop yet."

Li Zhen stood in front of the observation deck on the second floor of Chuixiang Building.

Holding the rolled-up briquettes in his arms, traces of sadness appeared on his face.

He has lived for so many years.

I have seen heavy snowfall, blocking roads and mountains, dyeing the sky and the earth into one color.

But I have never seen such heavy rain.

It was as if there were indescribable gods holding basins above the high, dark clouds, pouring water into the human world.

Rumble~

It seems like there is no end.

If it was just a rare heavy rain, Li Zhen might not care much.

However, this rain is not simple.

I have been practicing till now, and I still have the inspiration.

Every inch of his body has been refined by the wisdom between heaven and earth.

Let it become more suitable for this vast world.

At this moment, even if you have not seen it with your open eyes.

Li Zhen just closed his eyes and quietly perceived the world.

He seemed to be able to hear all kinds of ideas in the world jumping and rejoicing.

Along with the heavy rain sweeping across the world, dance happily on the stage called the secular world.

Perceiving all this, Li Zhen seemed to understand something.

"It turns out that this is just the beginning."

He opened his eyes and looked back in the rain.

Silently closed the door to the observation deck.

It is useless to talk too much, and it is useless to think too much.

In the destined wave of the times.

Everyone is just a tiny wave, swirling up and disappearing.

No one can stop it, and no one can change it.

Including Li Zhen.

After figuring out that this matter had nothing to do with him, Li Zhen lay down.

He finally understood.

This world is already at a critical point of change.

And he himself just pushed the situation and made the result arrive a few days earlier.

With or without him, the outcome cannot be changed.

This made Li Zhen, who had been somewhat secretly worried, breathe a sigh of relief.

Even though he had never seen it with his own eyes, he could predict the changes sweeping the world.

What kind of shocking waves will be set off, and how many people will die.

He couldn't carry this big pot, and he couldn't carry it.

Now that I no longer have this worry, I am naturally relieved.

As for what happens next.

can only say:

Do your best, listen to destiny.

Mr. Li never does anything beyond his capabilities.

Two days later.

Bai Yuan brings news.

Since April this year, heavy rains have continued to fall in various places in the north and south of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The swollen river burst its banks and flooded farmland.

Even on both sides of the Hun River, there was a faint tendency of overturning.

Such an extreme natural disaster.

In the hundreds of years since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, it can be said that this is the only example.

Even the severe cold that lasted for more than ten years decades ago was incomparable.

"If the heavy rain does not stop, there will be severe floods."

"After a major flood, a major epidemic will occur."

"Bai Yuan, get ready, you may have to lose all your family wealth now."

Li Zhen patted Lao Bai on the shoulder and said nothing more.

Do nothing and don’t fight for yourself.

You don't have to care about the life and death of all the dignitaries in Beijing.

But Li Zhen still felt a little sorry for the innocent people and couldn't just sit back and watch.

How much can be saved is a matter of ability.

But if you don’t save it, then there is something wrong with the person.

Daozhang Li obviously hasn't cultivated enough to destroy his brain.

Bai Yuan, on the other hand, is not so greedy that he would turn his back on money.

In other words, he never cared about the wealth he possessed.

It's just that he was pitiful and betrayed Li Zhen:

"My lord, if I have no place to live, can I come to your building?"

"Go away~"

Li Zhen pretended to kick him.

You have nine wives and concubines, plus more than ten children.

You really regard Pindao’s Chuixiang Building as your own home, right?

(End of this chapter)