Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

The old emperor understood instantly, but he was half-convinced in his heart.

If you don’t believe it, this person’s origins are indeed mysterious, and even the capable people under him can’t find out where he came from, but you have to believe it...

He simply asked the Taoist directly: "In that case, why do you know that Taoist Master doesn't understand the art of immortality?"

"No one in this world can live forever," Yang Yan emphasized the word "this" in his tone, "Have you ever heard that one flower, one world, one tree, one Bodhi?"

"Isn't that an allusion from Buddhism?" The old emperor was stunned.

"'Tao' has never had a sect, it's just that someone happened to realize it, and the world learned from him, and from it he realized his own 'Tao'."

The old emperor was stunned by him for a while. After a while, he simply gave up on the sect issue and asked the Taoist: "Taoist priest means that there are countless worlds, and Taoist priest, are you from another world?"

Yang Yan shook his head again and said, "Don't say it."

The old emperor directly interpreted his words into: I am, but I can't say it.

"May I ask, Taoist Master," he tentatively asked, "Is there a way to live forever in another world?"

"Nothing in the world is everlasting," Yang Yan broke his illusion with one sentence. The disappointment on the old emperor's face could no longer be concealed, but he heard him say again, "But the word eternity can also be used in relative terms. ”

"A human's life span is only a few to ten years, but a mayfly lives and dies in the morning. Your Majesty, do you think that for a mayfly, does a human's lifespan count as eternal?"

The old emperor lowered his head and thought deeply for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he said: "Decades are short for humans, but if someone lives for tens of millions of years, for humans, if not eternity, it is almost eternity." ?Chang, I understand!”

Yang Yan didn't answer, but had a smile on his face.

The old emperor was encouraged, his thoughts became clearer, and he couldn't help but stand up and walk back and forth: "The world I live in has restrictions that do not allow immortality, but people in another world may not be able to live for tens of millions of years, as long as If you go to another world, you can gain immortality and Taoism, am I right?"

"Don't say it." Yang Yan still shook his head.

The old emperor was used to it, and he directly understood it as affirmative, but he immediately became suspicious: "Why did the Taoist leader come to this world?"

"Can't tell." Yang Yan still said these three words, but in the end, he told him a story.

It is said that a man was sleeping at his desk in the wild one day. He was suddenly awakened by someone in a daze.

A man went to visit a city he had never heard of, and during this period another city he had never heard of sent troops to attack.

The man was trapped in the city and had to resist with the locals. After holding on for more than a month, the enemy invaded the city. The man was about to be killed by the rebel army. Suddenly, a flood from the sky swept him and the enemy troops together. Walk.

When he woke up from the coma, he found that he was still leaning on the original case. It was raining heavily, and the experience of the previous month seemed like just a dream.

However, he accidentally discovered that the water on the ground flowed towards a big tree, and the bark was washed away to reveal an ant nest, the shape of which was exactly the same as the topography of the city in his dream.

The ant nest was being attacked by termites, but because of heavy rain, water flow formed on the ground and rushed into the ant nest. Both ants and termites were washed away by the water. He peeled off the bark of the tree and suddenly found a termite. , the location is exactly the same as the direction of the enemy city in Dream City.

After telling the story, Yang Yan looked at the old emperor who was a little stunned and asked: "Your Majesty, do you think that man just had a dream? Or did he really transform into an ant in his sleep and go to the world of ants? Woolen cloth?"

"I don't know." The old emperor subconsciously led himself into the ants in the ant nest that was washed away by the water. His heart felt a little sour for a moment. It turned out that in the eyes of some people, the vast world he was in could only be Does it count as an ant nest?

In the eyes of those people, does he, who is proud to lead all the people, look like the Ant King who leads a group of ants to struggle for survival? Ridiculous?

The old emperor's heart was almost overwhelmed by unwillingness, but he soon came to his senses. Wasn't the person in front of him his chance?

His eyes suddenly ignited with heroic fire, and he walked around the desk and came to him, looking at him with piercing eyes: "Can you please teach me how to go to another world?"

Yang Yan sighed softly and said: "As long as you do good things, don't ask about your future."

The old emperor was a little disappointed: "Can't the Taoist priest give me some advice? I am willing to build a Taoist temple for the Taoist priest and dedicate it to the world's incense."

"There is no need for this," Yang Yan shook his head. This kind of incense in the world was of no use to him. "In ancient times, there was a Nuwa who created people who were responsible for great merits and became saints. Your Majesty may give it a try."

"How dare I compare with Empress Wa?" The old emperor was stunned.

"Your Majesty, do you want to become a saint?" Yang Yan looked at him strangely.

The old emperor was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized, yes! His goal is not to become a saint, he just wants to escape

An ant-like fate, just to go to another world.

Sanctification requires as much merit as creating a human being, so his requirements should be simpler, and the merit required certainly doesn't need to be that much.

"Actually, your Majesty's starting point is higher than others," Yang Yan said in a persuasive way, "Your Majesty, just imagine, if ordinary people want to accumulate merit, even if they do good deeds every day, how many people can they help in their lifetime? Rich people can donate money. Helping others, being an official can bring benefits to one party?, and your Majesty, as the king of a country..."

"I rule all the people. As long as I implement benevolent policies and make the people live and work in peace and contentment, it will be my merit!" The old emperor understood what he meant and continued what he said.

But then he frowned again: "But since I came to the throne, I have believed that I govern the country and care for the people. I work hard every day and dare not relax in the slightest. I dare not compare myself to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, but I have fulfilled my duty as an emperor. , isn’t it enough?”

This old emperor can really boast. If he really didn't relax at all, how could he appear here?

However, according to the memory of the original owner, he did quite well in the past. However, in the next three years, his health deteriorated day by day, and he gradually became a little faint. He also believed in Buddhism and ignored government affairs all day long. Trying to live forever.

"Of course it's not enough!" Yang Yan broke his self-righteous illusion unceremoniously, "Has Your Majesty gone there in person? Have you seen it? Can everyone under your rule have enough to eat and not go hungry? Have you made it so that everyone can enjoy it in winter? Do you have enough clothes to keep you from freezing to death?”

"Is politics clear? Can people walk around freely without being bullied? Have criminals received the punishment they deserve? Do you dare to guarantee that there will be no injustice in the world?"

After asking a series of questions, the old emperor, who was still somewhat complacent at first, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. It turned out that he thought he was managing the country well, but in the eyes of the immortal, he was worthless?

He tried to save his respect: "But no emperor from ancient times can do what the Taoist priest said, right?"

"The previous emperors couldn't do it, but it doesn't mean that His Majesty can't do it either," Yang Yan said with a smile. "After all, only Your Majesty is destined to meet Pindao."

The old emperor's eyes lit up, and then he said politely: "It's a pity that I didn't meet the Taoist priest when I was young. Now I don't know how many years of good life I have left in my body."

"If your Majesty is so willing, perhaps Pindao can help you a little."

"So, does Taoist priest really have the elixir?" The old emperor couldn't help but say, "I no longer know

If you wish for eternal life, as long as you can live a few more years, you can bring more benefits to the people. "

"How can you eat pills indiscriminately?" Yang Yan shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, a mortal body, cannot withstand the power of the elixir. If you swallow it, you will probably explode and die. As for the pills in this world, according to the poor, Everything you know is poisonous."

"The Taoist priest just now said he wanted to help me..." The old emperor was a little confused.

"Of course you need to take medicine if you are sick. Your Majesty, please check your pulse." After Yang Yan said this, he took his hand and pressed his fingers on his wrist.

The eunuchs and maids around him moved, but when they saw the emperor, they didn't object, so they had to suppress their worries. However, everyone's eyes were fixed on his movements, for fear that he would do it if he was distracted. Something bad happened.

The old emperor had no idea of ​​the worries of his men. He was so shocked that he lost his mind. It was not until the Taoist priest finished diagnosing the pulse that he ran to the imperial pulse and wrote out a prescription with a brush, but he still looked confused. .

He invited a Taoist priest, right? Weren't they discussing immortal magic just now? Why did the immortal suddenly turn into a doctor?

Yang Yan put down his pen and said, "If you eat this recipe for three years, I will teach you a set of health-preserving exercises and breathing methods. You should be able to live healthily until you are ten years old." Disaster."

"Ah?" the old emperor said in surprise, "Is what the Taoist priest said true?"

I have never heard of any emperor living such a long life throughout the ages. He had previously intended to pursue immortality, but in fact he only hoped to live a few more decades.

After some enlightenment from the Taoist priest, he had already given up his wish, but now he was told that his wish could easily come true!

This feeling is like when you are about to climb a high mountain, but you reach the mountainside and you can't walk anymore. When you are about to give up, you are suddenly carried up and flew up the mountain. It is so exciting!

"Whether it's true or not, your majesty will know after trying it, right?" Yang Yan cupped his hands and said, "It's getting late, so it's time for me to say goodbye."

"Master Immortal, please stay!" The old emperor basically believed his words now, and naturally he was not willing to let him leave just like that. He hurriedly said, "Master Immortal has just arrived, and he has no place to stay."

"After all, that inn is not a place where you can stay for a long time. It is better for the immortal master to stay in the palace and live in peace for the time being, so that no one disturbs your peace. I will build a grand Taoist temple for you in the future."

Yang Yan pretended to be deep in thought, and after a moment, under his nervous gaze, he said: "That's fine, I'll disturb Your Majesty, but there's no need to build a Taoist temple.

, Indulging in pleasure will only affect the speed of my cultivation. "

The old emperor's heart trembled. If the immortal master is like this, how can he be greedy for pleasure? In the future, should we follow the example of the Immortal Master? That’s right, and don’t want all those flashy things.

The author has something to say: Thank you little angel for your subscription. The next part will be "Licking Dogs, So Much Dogs Can't Stand Standing!" (Quick Travel)", still no CP, the protagonist is a dog! If you are interested, you can enter the puppy column and click on the pre-receipt:

Licking the dog, licking the dog, licking until there is nothing left.

Mo Ze was stunned when he saw the future line of the new shit shoveling officer. Is this a magical operation? (silence)?

No, it’s too embarrassing!

He, Mo Ze's shit-sweeper, must not be a bastard!

Look at how big the world has changed!

(PS: Mo Ze is a dog, a real dog.)