Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 1431 No matter what is empty
"Perhaps it's time for me to leave."

When Chen Mo saw the two children looking at him with complex expressions, he knew in his heart that he could not accept Chen Mo's cold-bloodedness and did not save their mother. After all, in their impression, Chen Mo was omnipotent, even if the sky fell, Chen Mo would Can withstand.

As a result, their mother died, and Chen Mo chose to stand by and watch. This made their perception of Chen Mo change drastically, and they were no longer a person who could stand upright.

Even doing a thousand good deeds is not worth doing one bad deed.

How complicated is the human heart...!
After pretending to say goodbye to Ji An and others, Chen Mo spilled Ye Fang's ashes on a cliff.

"Except for life and death, there is nothing in the world that is nosy." Chen Mo's eyes showed the will to return to nature, and in the dark, the bodhi leaf emitted a life-and-death air, surrounding Chen Mo's body, rising up, making the situation change color .

Whoa!
Suddenly, a heavy rain fell between the sky and the earth, and it fell on the cliff.

Looking at this scene, Chen Mo showed a rare smile, raised his head and looked at the sky, and laughed wildly: "Everything will pass away eventually, only the years come as promised, life and death are inseparable, Ye Fang, you have lived your whole life, rest in peace! "

"And I, Chen Mo, will chase the dream in my heart and embark on the road of immortal road construction."

In the next second, Chen Mo's body left the place. He didn't know where he was going, but he had an intuition that maybe death was the end and the starting point. Only in this way could he comprehend the test between life and death.

In half a year, Chen Mo traveled to many places, including the bustling streets full of flowers, and the deserted mountains. Even he tried to be a beggar for a while.

He didn't bully the world as a strong man, let alone use his spiritual power.

He is like a dying person, who may die of old age at any time.

Fortunately, Chen Mo is well-informed, met gangsters and told them the truth of life.

It made them rein in the precipice and turn around.

Even some merchants have serious problems with the items they sell privately.

Chen Mo also patiently understood the principles of life with them. Everywhere Chen Mo went, he left traces of him, and his spiritual value bloomed vividly.

Some dignitaries knew that Chen Mo was powerful, and they also asked Chen Mo how to be an official.

In this regard, Chen Mo is willing to share his life insights.

A word becomes a prophecy, so far.

Therefore, Chen Mo's reputation continued to grow, but his age gradually became old.

One day, Chen Mo's body was hunched and he was holding a cane, but his eyes were full of energy and he looked at the desolate place outside the city. The surroundings seemed to be mass graves, and there was a faint breath of corpses rolling out.

"After this life, I have done what I can, but I can't disobey the way of heaven. My life force is gradually dissipating. As long as I use my spiritual energy to restore it, how can I give up all my previous efforts."

"That's all, let me do another good deed before I die, to drive away the grievances here."

Chen Mo's eyes were like a torch, and seeing the resentment emerging around him, his heart softened, and he moved weakly to a stone that was hugged by two people, and then lay down his body.

With his eyes closed, Chen Mo seemed to be falling into death, his eyes became dark, and the world became silent.

The surrounding resentment gradually came to Chen Mo, but these resentments collapsed one after another as if encountering a natural enemy. In just a moment, the mass grave, which was originally full of resentment, became floating with aura and gradually became more vigorous.

The sun and the moon are flying fast, and the location where Chen Mo is located has turned into a rich wilderness. I don't know if it is fate. Some retired prime ministers came to the town and chose to live in seclusion.

The dignitaries in the town introduced good sites to the prime minister, but the prime minister caught sight of this former mass grave, and those dignitaries explained their interests to the prime minister.

The prime minister was still determined, and said arrogantly: "Old man, the prime minister, would you believe in such messy things as evil ghosts and ghosts, and I think Zhong Lingminxiu here is a good place to cultivate your mind and nature. If you keep obstructing, don't blame me!" The old man is impolite, and walks away."

The dignitaries heard that they could only obey the prime minister, and they sent people to start work.

In just a few days, the surroundings look brand new.

What used to be a dense forest in the wilderness has turned into a large mansion. In order to take care of the prime minister's daily life and food, the mansion recruited a few maids and a housekeeper, which made the place more lively and lively.

So far, the prime minister has also lived here.

As time passed, a strange thing happened to the mansion. A sapling grew in a place in the back garden. No matter how you looked at it, you couldn't see the origin of the tree.

But the growth speed of this tree is really not flattering. It can grow from a week to a person's height without careful care, and this phenomenon is still on the sidelines.

The prime minister knew about this, so he deliberately asked everyone not to cut off the tree, and ordered everyone to keep their mouths shut, not to leak information easily, and then the prime minister asked the housekeeper to guard it personally.

Another week passed, and the tree taller than a person was three feet high under the witness of everyone every day, and the verdant leaves were also full of vitality, covering the mansion from the sun.

When the prime minister saw this phenomenon, he cared more about the tree. He would come here almost whenever he had time. Sometimes he even talked to the tree, and what he said was his life experience.

It turned out that the prime minister was also a poor family since he was a child. In order to get ahead, his parents exchanged the most valuable items in the family for money so that the prime minister could study in a private school.

The prime minister didn't embarrass his parents, he studied hard, was talented, and had a good memory. He took the imperial examination when he was a teenager and won the top prize in high school.

However, his parents are old, and in the end they will not enjoy the blessings or die forever.

This incident became the only pain in the prime minister's heart!

He couldn't figure it out, since his parents were gone, even if he won the number one prize, what would be the use of it.

Then the prime minister became bigger and bigger in the imperial court, and because he was upright, he offended more enemies. Fortunately, he turned his bad luck into good luck, and resigned from office and returned to his hometown after decades.

Curan's prime minister has no relatives, and the location of the mansion happens to be his hometown.

That's why he decided to build a mansion here and live there.

The prime minister didn't know if Dashu could understand.

In his opinion, this big tree must be spiritual, otherwise it would not grow so fast, and after he left, an old man was the housekeeper of the mansion. Unlike the prime minister, he came to clean the fallen leaves under the tree .

"Life is like a dream, like a dream, like a dream, like a fake, don't lose your youthful hair, miss those things that can make people happy, in the end, it will only become a memory, empty and sad."

When the butler was sweeping the floor, he still didn't forget to look up at the fallen leaves flying down from the sky.

On his face, there was a smile of harmony with Chunfeng Hexi.

"Life is more like fetching water from a bamboo basket. No matter what, it is nothing. In fact, we should pay attention to the process, not the result. It is like life, but the end is death."

"And I'm the same, knowing that the leaves will still fall off after sweeping them clean. This goes back and forth, over and over again. In fact, I'm still sweeping the floor, but what's the point of living if I don't do it?"

(End of this chapter)