Chapter 105: One Hundred and Twenty Years Like a Dream
Chapter 105: One hundred and twenty years are like a dream, and it will eventually come to someone else’s world
Not many people know that Xie Cang's death is approaching.
Because as early as five years ago, he had passed on the position of temple master to Lin Qinghe, and no longer managed the daily affairs of Chunyang Temple, and faded out of the sight of the disciples.
Except for some important festivals, he almost never appears in front of people.
For the disciples of Chunyang Temple who have started in recent years, the old temple master Xie Cang is already a legendary figure, a rare person to meet.
When Du Heng came to Ziqi Palace, he found that the only disciples of the Xu generation were himself and Zhang Xubai, Yang Xuyue, and Wang Xuyang. The newly recruited disciples of the Qing generation who had been recruited after the restrictions were relaxed did not come.
All the people from the Qing generation were there, Lin Qinghe, Zhou Qingxiao, Han Qingshui, Wei Qingshan, and Ye Qingping, all gathered around Xie Cang, with worried and sad faces on their faces.
Xie Cang was sitting cross-legged on a futon at this time. The skin on his face was very loose, with many age spots, his eyes were dull, and his figure was extremely thin. He was on the verge of death, and his whole body exuded a kind of decay.
The smell of old age.
The old Taoist priest who once had a childlike face and a fairy-like spirit has finally reached the end of his life. Even if he broke through to the realm of Shenmen, it could not extend his life much.
Du Heng slowly came to Xie Cang. Looking at the old temple master with a gray face and weak breath, he couldn't help but recall the situation when he first entered the temple.
"We don't know, the evil gods from outside the territory must know." Du Heng's eyes were blazing and he said in a deep voice, "Senior Water God told me that she once captured the souls of some evil gods from outside the territory and obtained some information from outside the territory.
, but it is all fragmented information and incomplete.
For a moment, there was deathly silence in the Ziqi Palace, filled with a sad atmosphere.
The whole person's spirit has become extremely good, and his thinking has become extremely clear, as if he has returned to his youth again, and the feeling of decay and aging no longer exists.
Very suddenly, Xie Cang announced his death date.
Xie Cang felt that his whole body suddenly jumped out of the state where his vitality was rapidly declining and death was imminent.
"Ten years ago, Senior Brother Chu met with me once before he became immortal, and we agreed to have the current Taiyin Cult leader come to my funeral to express condolences. Afterwards, he would lead the entire Taiyin Cult back to Pure Yang. As the leader of Chunyang Cult, you must also compare the causes and consequences with
Everyone please make it clear."
In the past few decades, Xie Cang has been the pillar of Chunyang Temple, especially when Tian Xing was still there, he was the one who supported Chunyang Temple from falling.
"I think it's not that it's not impossible, but that it's restricted by some kind of force." Du Heng said solemnly, "Maybe the Shenmen realm could have lived for thousands of years, but it was restricted to one hundred, twenty or thirty years by some unknown force.
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"You mean, after the Lord of the Central Thick Earth arrives, he will be captured and tortured?" Lin Qinghe was shocked when he heard this. He had always thought that the strategic goal of Du Heng, Water God and others was to repel the evil god from outside the territory.
Just call back outside the territory.
It's deathly silence here.
But no one had asked about this before, and unexpectedly he suddenly said it himself.
Then, he looked at Lin Qinghe, Zhou Qingxiao and others, and said with a smile: "In the future, your generation will have to work harder and work harder for the development of Chunyang Temple. Your time as a teacher is running out."
Even Du Heng respects him very much.
Although the Chunyang Temple is now stronger and larger, even stronger than when it was most prosperous in history, the status of the old temple master in the hearts of the core disciples has not diminished at all.
Within the Dao Palace.
"In this case..." A flash of light flashed in Du Heng's heart, and he guessed, "Master, is it possible that as long as we leave the world where we are, our life span can return to normal?"
He struggled to support his body and stood up with great reluctance. He looked around at everything in the Ziqi Palace, with a satisfied smile on his wrinkled face.
"Someone has proposed this conjecture before." Lin Qinghe said with a slight thought, "Before his disappearance, Patriarch Yujiang once said that the life span of this world is limited and he cannot live forever.
"Xu Jing." A gentle smile appeared on Xie Cang's face. At the same time, he raised his head and looked at Du Heng. His dull, lifeless eyes suddenly lit up and he smiled, "Good boy, good boy, Chunyang Temple."
With you, I feel relieved."
"That's right." Xie Cang nodded and said, "Pure Yang and Taiyin are originally one body. It was just a last resort to avoid disaster. The current situation should allow the Taiyin Sect to return.
Now, the old viewer seems to have difficulty even speaking.
"It is indeed possible." Lin Qinghe nodded, then shook his head and said, "But we don't know how to leave this world."
But no matter how hard you give up, your life span cannot be extended.
Xie Cang's state made them feel a little depressed.
Based on Du Heng's cultivation state at this time, one can clearly see that the vitality in Xie Cang's body is rapidly passing away.
"Yes, everyone will die eventually. If you want to leave traces in this world, you still need to have a legacy." Lin Qinghe sighed, shook his head slightly and said, "Be sentimental."
"Well, you have always been prudent in your work, so you can rest assured as a teacher." Xie Cang praised and smiled, "Next, you must strive to solve most of the problems in Chunyang Temple when you are the master of the temple.
Put a perfect pure Yang concept in the hands of Xu Jing, and let him carry forward the pure Yang concept with the best foundation."
"If a complete evil god from outside the world can come over and we can capture it, we should be able to learn more information about the outside world, and maybe we can find a way to leave this world."
"Is there really no problem with the lifespan of warriors in this world?" Du Heng had doubts in his heart and said secretly, "Or, immortality is extremely difficult. In the realm of Shenmen, you can only live one hundred and twenty-three years.
ten years?"
"That's right." Du Heng nodded and said solemnly, "In seventeen years, the Lord of the Central Thick Soil will come. By then, we plan to imprison the God!"
Afterwards, Lin Qinghe left Ziqi Palace.
"Fortunately, everything is getting better now, everything is getting better."
This is his life experience over the past hundred years.
"Master is talking about... Taiyin Sect?" Lin Qinghe knew his master very well and hit the nail on the head.
Even a strong person like Master, who is in the Divine Gate Realm, cannot escape the limitation of his lifespan.
There are only three days left.
The joy of the New Year had dissipated three days ago, and now the entire Chunyang Temple seemed to have fallen into silence.
"Master, is there really no way to live forever in this world?" Du Heng asked.
At the same time, everyone on Jinxia Mountain felt a throbbing in their hearts, and inexplicable sadness surged into their hearts.
"Well, it's really time to recruit some." Du Heng nodded lightly and sighed, "When the master's matter is over, I will recruit some disciples. I can't let the Shenhe Peak lineage become a single seedling."
Wei Qingshan and Ye Qingping lowered their heads and remained silent, but they both clenched their fists, their bodies were trembling slightly, and their hearts were also extremely sad.
There was deep reluctance in his eyes.
Zhang Xubai, Yang Xuyue, and Wang Xuyang could not help but choke up, and they were all very sad in their hearts.
On the first day, most of the disciples were still kept in the dark and were a little unclear about the reason. On the second day, many disciples knew the reason for the incident.
"Master..." Zhou Qingxiao closed his eyes and took a deep breath to hide his sadness.
Du Heng looked sad, but his attention was no longer here.
"What's going on?"
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"Why is this? With the power of the Shenmen realm, you can't even live to be 150 years old?"
"Yes." Xie Cang nodded lightly, then waved his hand and said with a smile, "Go ahead, I'll be alone for a while."
But this piece of happy cloud only stayed in the sky for a short time and then slowly dissipated.
It is the ninth day of the first lunar month in the seventh year of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Moreover, this is a body that has already taken the life-extending elixir and been repaired by Du Heng's magic power. The current state has reached its limit and can no longer be restored.
Neither master nor disciple spoke a word along the way.
Lin Qinghe and other disciples of the Qing generation, and Du Heng and other disciples of the Xu generation were all surrounding Xie Cang's body.
Xie Cang's cloudy eyes became bright again.
After arriving at Shenhe Peak, Lin Qinghe looked at the familiar mountain peaks and courtyards, and suddenly said: "It's a bit deserted, Xu Jing, won't you accept some disciples?"
The deadline is approaching.
No matter how amazing you are when you are alive, how talented you are, how powerful you are, and how great your achievements are...
"Master." Han Qingshui's face was filled with tears and his eyes were red.
"You guys are a bunch of people." Xie Cang shook his head and smiled, "The shouting makes me seem to be arranging my own funeral arrangements. Let's all go. There is no need to stay here.
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"Master!" Lin Qinghe was heartbroken.
With his cultivation at the Shenmen realm, he can naturally clearly determine the day of his death.
No one spoke or cried, but sadness filled the entire hall.
Xie Cang sat alone on the futon, feeling his old and decaying body. He closed his eyes gently, and scenes emerged in his mind.
Xie Cheng returned to the futon and sat down, closing his eyes slightly and murmuring.
Inside the Purple Qi Palace.
In less than three days, he will die and become an immortal.
"Disciple understands, Master, don't worry." Lin Qinghe nodded.
"Xu Jing, you're here." At this time, Xie Cang suddenly spoke with his eyes slightly closed. He sensed that Du Heng was coming.
I didn't expect it to be so exaggerated and outrageous.
After he became successful in martial arts, the great Zhou Dynasty had powerful ministers in charge of the country. The world was in chaos and wars were raging. The master sent him and a group of disciples to go down the mountain to save the world and help the people. He found that after traveling through nineteen states, he saw with his own eyes the grief and hunger everywhere, and the anger was still before his eyes.
The bright purple-gold light soared into the sky, turning into a cloud that could cover the entire Jinxia Mountain in the sky. It was so beautiful.
"What are you shouting for? It's as if I'm already dead." Xie Cang cursed with a smile, and several people around him fell silent. Then he himself fell silent and sighed, "Yes, after all the hardships, the only way is to die.
.By the way, I will emerge at Jinxiading in three days."
It became quiet here again.
But that was more than thirty years ago.
The old temple master died at the end of his life.
In the Ziqi Palace, Lin Qinghe was called over again by Xie Cang.
"It is said that the 'Heavenly Sword' who appeared in the previous dynasty also said similar words. In the end, she left a peerless sword mark and drifted away without a trace."
After he came here, he separated a ray of spiritual consciousness and entered the Tao Palace, and when Xie Cang was about to emerge, he pulled him into the Tao Palace.
As night falls, Jinxia Mountain becomes quiet.
Although Xie Cang was over ninety years old at that time, he was still in good spirits and full of emotions. He would often pat him on the shoulder and praise him as a good boy, saying that his ability to worship in the Chunyang Temple was the key to the entire Chunyang Temple.
of luck.
Actually want to capture it?!
"There is indeed something I want to entrust you with." Xie Cang nodded and said seriously, "I am about to die as my master. I can rest assured that you are with me regarding Chunyang Temple, but there is only one thing that I am still worried about."
The anxiety when I walked out of the village alone for the first time when I was young, the panic when I met the gangsters, the joy when I was rescued by the master, the excitement when I worshiped Chunyang Temple, the depression when practicing martial arts, and the excitement when traveling down the mountain to explore the world.
, and that sad and beautiful face filled with tears are all vivid in my mind.
Later, Chunyang Temple suffered heavy losses in the troubled times, and the master also died. He was ordered to be in danger, and finally managed to support Chunyang Temple from falling. However, when the Great Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, the Great Zhao was established, and the sect was under great pressure from the imperial court.
Suppression, Chunyang Temple was targeted by Tian Xing, and the eldest disciple died on the battlefield...
Since Lin Qinghe became the master of the temple, he moved to Jinxiading. Du Heng is now the master of Shenhe Peak.
…
suddenly--
After leaving Ziqi Palace, Du Heng and Lin Qinghe returned to Shenhe Peak.
This was the only way he could think of to keep his master alive.
"Martial arts is the most effective method of immortality known. Legend has it that the Martial Ancestor lived to be three hundred years old. As for the longer life..." Lin Qinghe shook his head and said, "Maybe those legendary gods and demons can do it. We here
There is none."
"Master, do you have something to tell me?" Lin Qinghe asked very respectfully.
"One hundred and twenty years are like a dream, and we must finally say goodbye in this world."
However, whether to do that or not, one still needs to seek the master’s own opinion.
"Come back in three days."
You will eventually die.
This is to attach importance to the enemy tactically and despise the enemy strategically!
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"Yes, I'm here, Master." Du Heng hurriedly sat down and gently held Xie Cang's withered hands.
But now, the Optimist Pillar of Chunyang Temple is about to fall.
It is now the third day, and everyone’s eyes are looking towards Jinxiading.
…
"Master, don't worry, my disciple will live up to his mission!" Lin Qinghe said with cupped hands.
Xie Cang looked around in surprise and found that this place seemed to be a Taoist temple, and there was a mysterious man sitting on the jade platform where he was headed, his whole body shrouded in mist.
He knew this was definitely not normal. He was obviously going to die, so why did he suddenly appear here?
However, Xie Cang did not act rashly. Instead, he bowed his hand to the mysterious man and asked, "I wonder what your Excellency wants?"
Du Heng asked in a Taoist tone with a smile: "Does Taoist Xie want to be the Emperor of Heaven?"