Chapter 92: Rising and setting in the morning is a life [Additional update for Sunflower 2012s reward]
Putting the invitation away, Chen Nianzhi looked at Chen Qinghe and found that he seemed to be hesitant to speak.
He frowned and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, is there anything you want to say?"
Chen Qinghe hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "I heard that you still had a Yuan Ju Dan?"
"There is indeed one more."
Chen Nianzhi nodded. Back then, he refined three Yuan Ju Dan. Chen Qinghao and Chen Qingwan each used one. Now they actually still have one in their hands.
"This thing can help the monks break through the foundation building, but Uncle Qinghe wants this thing, could it be..."
Chen Nianzhi's words paused, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
Only then did he realize that Chen Qinghe's temples were already gray, and his brows were full of a sullen look.
Now even the third elder and Chen Qingwan are close to seventy years old, and the second elder of the family is over eighty. He is already old.
Back then, in order to help Chen Qingyuan in exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill, Chen Qinghe continuously activated Jiuyuzhong to attack the Foundation Establishment Demonic Ape, and suffered a dying injury.
Although he later recovered from his injuries by taking Blood Stasis Pill, his longevity was greatly reduced. It is normal for ordinary people to live to be 120 years old by building the ninth level of the foundation, but he may not be able to live past the age of 100.
"The thing I regret most in my life is that I didn't have the courage to attack the foundation building realm before Jiazi lived for a long time."
Chen Qinghe suddenly spoke, with tears in his eyes and a hint of regret: "Now that my life is about to expire, I understand that I cannot break through the foundation. Even if I survive in the Qi Refining Period, how many more years can I live?
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"So I want to take advantage of the fact that the true energy is not exhausted yet and attack the foundation-building realm."
"Death without regrets!"
Chen Nianzhi's heart felt like it was being struck by a big bell, and he felt as heavy as a mountain being pressed against him.
If before the age of sixty, you can still have a narrow escape by building a foundation on your own, then after the age of sixty, if you want to
If you build the foundation on your own, the hope of success is almost zero.
Because after the Qi and blood decline, the monk's body and meridians will age, and their strength will plummet.
Chen Qinghe's longevity has been greatly reduced, and his current physical state is almost the same as that of a hundred-year-old monk. Even if he uses the Foundation Establishment Pill in this state, his confidence in establishing the Foundation will not be more than half, let alone that he only wants to hold a Foundation Establishment Pill.
Yuan Dan went to try it.
Chen Nianzhi knew very well that Chen Qinghe was on his way to death. He would rather die in the midst of a breakthrough and fight for a one-in-a-billion chance than lie on the bed waiting for death to come more than ten years later.
"Uncle Qinghe..."
Chen Nianzhi didn't know how to persuade or what to say.
He knew clearly that Chen Qinghe was committing suicide and wasting the treasure of Ju Yuan Dan by doing this, but he still tremblingly took out the Ju Yuan Dan and stuffed it into Chen Qinghe's hand.
After a moment of pondering, Chen Nianzhi still said: "Uncle Qinghe, you can either wait a little longer."
"I'm going to find Patriarch Jiang to beg for mercy and see if I can buy you a Foundation Establishment Pill."
"Silly boy."
Chen Qinghe touched Chen Nianzhi's head and said with a pleased smile: "The Foundation Establishment Pill is worth tens of thousands. Even if you buy it, you should give it to someone who is more hopeful of a breakthrough."
"An old man like me who has exhausted his vitality and blood doesn't even believe that he can break through the foundation building. He just wants to see the scenery of that realm before he dies."
"Even...just for a moment."
The night is dark and the bright moon hangs high in the sky.
Chen Nianzhi's heart was depressed, and there seemed to be thousands of words in his heart, but no one could say them to him.
He flew out of Tianxufang City with his sword and landed on a towering mountain, overlooking the vast sea of clouds.
He Dahuang took out a guqin.
He sat on the top of the mountain, dressed in white clothes like snow, put the piano on his knees, and lightly clasped the strings. An ethereal and long piano sound echoed in the sky, like a cry in the long river of time and space, attacking the human soul.
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I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of the strings disappeared and the song ended.
Chen Nianzhi opened his eyes, only to find a hazy figure standing there not far away, looking at him quietly.
Her bright eyes moved slightly and she asked calmly: "What is the name of this piece of music?"
"Big fish."
Chen Nianzhi blurted out, and then he realized what he was doing. He quickly stood up and saluted, "I've met Patriarch Jiang."
Jiang Linglong shook her head. She stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at the vast land in front of her. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
"Are you afraid of me?"
"I don't dare." Chen Nianzhi's heart skipped a beat and he said quickly.
She smiled noncommittally and asked, "Do you think I'm old?"
Chen Nianzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly replied: "Senior is in his prime, how can he grow old?"
"Then why did you call me Ancestor Jiang?"
Jiang Linglong glanced at him with a half-smile.
Without waiting for his answer, she turned to look at the land in the distance and said calmly.
"A mayfly lives and dies day and night. Throughout its life, it does not know the difference between day and night!"
"For it, it rises in the morning and sets in the evening, this is its life."
"You have lived for more than thirty years. To it, it is three thousand lifetimes of mortal world. Are you old?"
Chen Nianzhi was speechless. Many people thought that the high-level monk had lived for thousands of years and was an immortal monster.
Little did he know that in the eyes of the powerful monks, those people were different from mayflies. The life of a mortal was just like that of the powerful Taoist Lord.
It's just time for a nap.
Seeing you born, seeing you grow up, seeing you in your prime, seeing you getting older, seeing you turn into withered bones in the grave, I am still young and immortal in the world of mortals.
What's the difference between when you laugh at me as an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and when you laugh at me as a mayfly in the water?
"You are different from others."
Jiang Linglong's eyes reflected the endless earth, as if she could see through the ever-changing world of mortals in this vast wilderness.
"Ten thousand years later, maybe you will understand that I am only a little older than you."
After hearing this, Chen Nianzhi said with some fear: "It is said that only the Taoist Lord Yuanshen can live for ten thousand years. How can this junior He De be so praised?"
"You." Seeing his fearful look, Jiang Linglong couldn't help but smile: "You are so young, how can you act like an old man without the edge of a young man?"
Chen Nianzhi only thought that her smile was really beautiful, and her bright eyes were shining like stars in the sky. For a moment, she was a little crazy looking at her.
As if noticing his expression, Jiang Linglong stopped her smile, turned around and waved her long skirt, but it turned into sword light and disappeared into the sky.
Seeing the sword light disappearing into the sky, Chen Nianzhi came back to his senses.
Shaking his head and laughing, he turned back to pack the guqin. His eyes were suddenly startled when he noticed that a jade box had appeared next to the guqin.
"This is?"
He opened the jade box and found a Foundation Building Pill inside.
In silence, Chen Nianzhi stood quietly, looking at the direction she was leaving, and remained silent for a long time.
He slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He felt a faint fragrance lingering in his heart, and a sense of tranquility entered his heart that would be hard to leave for a long time.