Chapter 440: Sitting alone by the well, watching the pots break and people falling to death
The April wind has brought away the slight heat, and the tinkling copper bells are shaking under the old cow's neck. In the weird carriage behind, Chen Yuan is leaning against the threshold, looking at the mountains along the way, and the sounds of birds and smoke.
Village.
Occasionally, I look back and look inside. I see the wooden carvings I have carved. The skills I was once proud of, and the gods I invited, now look like a joke. I am just the puppet being manipulated.
In the conversation with the Master of Five Elements in Wuse Village, it was not difficult to see that he and he were both pawns to be used. What the gods in the sky wanted was a permanent way and strong incense.
The best way is to let the mortal people rely solely on them.
'If you can't go down to the lower realm, it means that the way of heaven is blocking it, and people and gods are separated forever. At least the real body can't come down. Then you still have the ability to fight...'
'...But, can I stop it?'
Thinking of this, Chen Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly. The greatest skill is to invite gods. Now that gods have become enemies, what can he use to fight against them?
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Swordsmanship?
Divine power?
Or the various evil spells in "Miscellaneous Mysteries of Huangchuan"?
I'm afraid it won't be effective.
"It's something far away, so I might be a little anxious to think about it now." Suddenly words came from the car, Chen Yuan turned his face slightly, the car curtain opened, and the small and exquisite wooden Guan Gong came out holding a knife, with his hands on his knees,
Sitting with Chen Yuan.
"Second Master, actually you have known this all along?"
Guan Gong stroked his chin and beautiful beard and closed his eyes slightly.
"I don't know everything, but I only know it after reversing time and space. I'm here now because I know you're not feeling well, so I'm here to comfort you."
Chen Yuan turned around, smiled, and whipped the whip in his hand into the air.
"What can you do to comfort a chess piece?"
"You are a chess piece, and we may not be too?" Guan Yumuziao raised his face slightly, opened his phoenix eyes and looked at the floating clouds in the blue sky, "The gods in the sky sometimes become chess pieces, and the variables of heaven and earth are always there.
It’s impossible to figure it out.”
"Then why do you practice Taoism and immortality?"
"Eternal life, but immortality... Only when you become a god will you know that there is no eternity. The only eternity is that people continue to miss you, think about you, and respect you. Only then can you be immortal. If one day, no one remembers you.
, no matter how high the realm is, it is just a struggle to maintain the spirit."
"So this is the reason why the gods keep going to the lower world, so that the common people in the mortal world will not forget them?"
Guan Gong nodded.
"Everyone has his or her own ability, whether it is publishing books or stories, being respected in temples, or appearing as saints and making people worship them, all these are to let people not forget them."
Having said this, Guan Yu suddenly smiled and stroked his beard and continued: "However, we and other outstanding people are different. Most of them have left their names in history and are not easily dispersed, but they cannot become a trend. They have experienced a lot, and some of them just muddle along."
Chen Yuan was thoughtful. At first, he would return these outstanding people to the gods, but after listening to Guan Yu's words, he felt a little better.
Anyway, one sentence is: Most of the outstanding people who can appear here have left their names in history. They can exist forever without reincarnation, but there is no chance to go further. Of course, except for people like Guan Yu, there are really very few.
"Then if one day, Yuan and the other side have a conflict, Second Master, what should you do?"
After getting along for many years, playing around in the house, and killing Hu together, there was always a sense of friendship. Chen Yuan's rhetorical question fell on Guan Yu. He closed his eyes and fell silent. None of the chief people inside, Jie Muqiao, spoke.
"Haha, Second Master, there is no need to be embarrassed. I'll just tell you, those gods are so powerful. How can I possibly beat them? Even if I win by chance, what will happen next? If Wang Lingguan comes, I will have to kneel down."
Chen Yuan made a joke to resolve the awkward atmosphere, but Guan Gong just said "hmm" and got up and walked to the car.
The road fell into silence again, with only the creaking sound of wheels and the faint hum of Saha.
A business traveler from afar passed by and said hello to Chen Yuan in the car. Chen Yuan also smiled at them, looking at these men with sweat-wet faces and necks, sleeping in the open air, but still living tenaciously.
He suddenly laughed.
'Look, there will never be a dead end in this world. God will open his eyes sometimes.'
Chen Yuan touched the Kunlun mirror hanging on his waist, temporarily put aside his heavy thoughts, and urged the old cow to speed up. After a moment, the bullock cart raised a cloud of smoke and dust, and it took nearly half a day to go eastward along this official road.
Time to rush back to Luohe Town.
Nowadays, this town that was once full of people coming and going has become a dead zone. People's tombstones and tombs are concentrated in the southwest of the town. If such a terrible thing happened, I am afraid that no one will move in from the nearby villages.
It was already afternoon when Chen Yuan came back. Dusk was hanging on the top of the mountain. Among the corroded dead trees at the entrance of the town, old crows stood on the treetops and looked at him quietly, emitting two hoarse cries from time to time.
'I don't know what happened to Lao Sun and Sun Yingxian.'
I rushed to Wuxing Mountain on some important matters before, and asked the fat Taoist to take the little Taoist boy to find Qingxu and others. The place we agreed to meet was Luohe Town. Ordinary people would not dare to come, but there should be no taboos for practitioners.
After entering the town, they stopped at an inn. Lao Niu took off his reins and turned into a strong man and followed Chen Yuan in. The furnishings were empty, the tables and chairs were neat, and there were tea bowls on them. It was clear that Qing Xu was
Waiting for someone to come over, I stayed here for a while.
'Have they all left?'
Chen Yuan spread his consciousness and sensed that Qingxu and others were in a guest room on the second floor before leaving the hall.
Following Qi Ji, he went upstairs and knocked on the door. Soon there was movement inside. The person who opened the door was Fei He. When he saw it was Chen Yuan, he quickly let out a 'shhh' before carefully opening the door.
The field of vision expanded, and what caught Chen Yuan's eyes was two figures, one large and one small, lying side by side on the bed.
Old Taoist Qingxu was sitting on a stool beside the bed, holding two silk threads in his hands and using his magic power to guide the two of them.
Chen Yuan frowned slightly. The two people on the bed were none other than Sun Zhengde and his disciple Sun Yingxian. As the magic thread was pulled, it was visible to the naked eye that Sun Zhengde's face turned purple and black, and his body could not stop twitching.
"What is this doing?"
He knew that Qingxu would not harm the master and apprentice, so his tone was not too irritable. After entering the house, there were several people inside, including Huang Shao, whom he had met once, but what was surprising was that Han Youniang
There, she noticed Chen Yuan coming in, glanced sideways, hugged the sword in her arms, and leaned against the window.
"Sun Zhengde's disciple has been poisoned by the poisonous smoke of the toad demon. The little baby has not yet stepped into the practice of cultivation, and he cannot withstand the poison at all." Master Feihe invited Chen Yuan to sit down, knowing that he had come all the way back.
, after pouring a cup of tea, he sat next to him and continued: "Although the Tianshi Mansion has poison-repelling spells that can be used on ordinary people, even children, there are huge risks. The limit of delaying it for a few days is already the limit.
For the current plan, Senior Brother Qingxu can only use the most appropriate method to drive away the poison from this little baby."
Chen Yuan looked at Sun Zhengde, whose face was purple and black, and he probably understood what he was going to do.
"What about him?"
"Lure the evil poison into Sun Zhengde's body. His cultivation is not weak. As long as he uses magic power to temporarily suppress it and then dissolve it bit by bit, he will be safe."