It has always been like this here, even when the mainland is undergoing changes; the world of cultivation is far away from them, and only those monks who live in seclusion here or those who are still working hard to prepare for a comeback.
But for monks who are disconnected from the world of cultivation and have not accepted the inheritance from the upper world, their future is destined to be missed, and they can only be passers-by, watching others perform to their heart's content on the stage.
Deep in the town of Horseshoe, in an ordinary flower shop, a woman in plain clothes is watering the flowers and plants. Time has climbed up on her forehead and she is no longer young. Only the temperament deposited in every move can be vaguely seen.
The beauty of the past.
Bai Qingqian is two hundred and sixty years old this year. Compared with her state, she should have reached the end of her life long ago. However, she has taken good care of herself, rarely argued with others during her practice, has never suffered any hidden injuries, and has a peaceful and peaceful mind.
With the help of powerful medicine, I have been able to persist until now.
However, if one does not reach the realm, immortality will ultimately be a dream.
In the past few years, aging has suddenly set in. The originally smooth and silky skin has begun to become wrinkled, wrinkles have appeared at the corners of the eyes and forehead, and the black hair has become mottled. The body that was once flexible and free has also become stiff and sluggish. All of this has
It can only mean that she has reached the last step in her life.
For a practitioner, the saddest thing is that she does not have any close relatives to accompany her during the last part of the journey; her elders, second and third uncles have all been sent away by her, and her brothers and sisters of the same generation have also walked ahead of her.
Over the years, she had accompanied almost all her relatives, but when it was her turn, she realized that there was no one around with whom she could talk.
She has never interfered with the Bai family's property and those descendants in the past hundred years. Few people in the clan still remember her as the grandmother who made great contributions to the family. Without her at that time, she would not have established a firm foothold in Mirage City.
, I found the thickest hairy leg in the Splendid Continent for Bai Shi. It’s really hard to say whether Bai Shi still exists now.
She has become accustomed to all this, living alone, practicing quietly, raising flowers and grass; after these years, she has sent away all the familiar people, and now it is finally her turn to send herself away.
Her realm has never been improved. This is limited to her own potential. She has tried her best, but she cannot change her qualifications, which are at the lowest level in the world of cultivation.
I am content, at least this life has been smooth sailing and I have not experienced too many ups and downs.
In her peaceful life, she also met a person, a very ruthless person; but she could understand that in this world of cultivation, in such a beautiful place, one would not be able to survive without being ruthless.
After watering the flowers, she washed her hands and prepared to make breakfast. The monk's body functions have deteriorated greatly in recent years. It is not as good as relying on elixirs to replenish energy through normal food. It is not that she is dying, but that she has become accustomed to this kind of life over the years.
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Just after turning the corner of the room, there was a knock on the courtyard door, and before the owner could answer, he was rudely pushed away. A familiar face, a cynical smile, and a usual nonchalant tone,
"Old lady, I feel thirsty while walking. Please ask for a glass of water."
Bai Qing smiled brightly, pointed at him and cursed: "Where did the hozen come from? It breaks into people's houses without permission. Can't you find and beat it?"
Hou Zi came closer, held her face, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I can't grow old with you..."
Bai Qing smiled with tears in her eyes, "Because you want to harm the universe, then go ahead. I'm out of sight and out of mind anyway."
The two walked into the kitchen hand in hand and made some light food together. Bai Qingqian also wanted to make him some meat, but he refused.
"That's good. I recently discovered the beauty of vegetarianism."
Bai Qingqian understood him very well, "You are not a vegetarian anymore, but ordinary meat can no longer satisfy you. What you need is fresh life."
The two of them sat opposite each other and ate, the atmosphere was peaceful and peaceful.
"Are you all ready?" Lady Bai no longer cares about her own practice, but she still cares about her Taoist companions in her heart all the time.
Hou Ting shrugged, "How can you be completely prepared for this kind of thing? It's just a blind cat that kills a mouse. The whole continent is doing it, and so am I."
The white lady smiled sweetly and said, "They are sure to come across you, but you are different. A dead rat will always come to you on its own initiative."
Hou Ting smiled bitterly, "Thank you for the compliment, but it may not be true this time, there are too many variables; in fact, it doesn't matter who opens the sky in the end, I don't care, what I really care about is what will Jinxiu face after the sky is opened? "
The white lady rolled her eyes at him and said, "What can there be? It's just a slash with a sword. Either others will die or you will die."
Hou Ting laughed loudly, "As it should be, madam, you finally have a sense of consciousness as a sword cultivator now; yes, my sword has been sharpened, let's see who comes to test my sword edge!"
The white lady sighed, "I don't like the family members of sword cultivators. Isn't this the best way to be worried all the time? There are still two years. In fact, you don't have to worry about me. I can take care of myself. In Suimo City, you only need to If you are willing to spend money, your life and death can be arranged clearly."
Hou Ting looked at her steadily and said, "I won't leave. I will accompany you during the last part of the journey. Besides, I am familiar with the Underworld. I have a friendship with Po Meng Yinzai. You don't need to worry about being bullied down there."
White Snake looked at him in surprise, "Are you going to fight in the underworld again?"
Hou Ting touched his nose and said, "That's true. I always convince people with virtue and reason. That place is everyone's final destination. I don't want to cause trouble after someone dies."
Even though White Snake has always been calm about life and death, if there is someone in front of her who knows the reality of the underworld, she still can't help but ask:
"I heard it's not as scary there as you imagine?"
Hou Ting thought for a while and said, "Madam, you have to know that there is no so-called pure land in this world, whether it is in the Yang world or the underworld. There is indeed no cruel punishment of the eighteen levels of hell there, but it can't be said to be in peace with the world. It's like a paradise, so normal human relations are still useful, you don't have to worry about this."
The white lady patted her chest, "I'm afraid that it would be okay if I didn't tell you your name, but if I tell you my name, you'll turn into a rat on the street, and everyone will cry out to beat you!"
Hou Ting held her hand and said, "No, although I can't tell you the reason, my enemies will basically not appear in the underworld. This is my promise."
He is not lying, but this is really the case, because most of the people he kills in the future may not go to the underworld to be reincarnated, but will be included in the list of gods.
Including himself.
He doesn't know if he is killed, what position will he be in the list of gods? Will he be a heavenly soldier, A, B, C, D? Or can he be a mixed position?
