In the spring of the second year of Taikang, an old man on the sick bed wrote, "This is a sentence that says, 'I will live a hundred years in this world, and I will live forever in the immortal capital. If the mountains and rivers are safe, I would like to ask for rain from the sky.'", and then closed his eyes.
Eyes, farewell to this world.
Lin Xi stood beside the old man, watching him leave unwillingly, without much disturbance in his heart.
On the contrary, Wu Yuan was brought into consciousness by him, and his consciousness jumped and fluctuated quite a lot.
This old man’s name is ‘Zhao Chunhui’, and he is the last saint recorded in the history of Chengdu.
He is also the only being recognized as a saint since the Eight Kingdoms Rebellion. His life has been magnificent. He served as a general, fought in battles, entered the court as a palmist, and also lived in a wilderness, taught barbarians, and even established his own speeches.
Inherited to future generations.
Although it is also recorded in history books that he died of illness in what is now Chengguo Juncheng in the second year of his stay in Taikang, there are still many rumors in unofficial history that Zhao Chunhui ascended to immortality and became a saint. Especially after the extraordinary awakening, this theory became even more popular.
persuasive.
However, seeing it with his own eyes and feeling the helplessness and pain of the last saint in the history of the country before his death, Wu Yuan was greatly shocked in his heart.
Zhao Chunhui's pain does not lie in his own death.
He had seen through life and death, and his pain lay in the fact that he could not continue to implement his own ideas and could not persuade the king to carry out reforms against all opinions. His eyes penetrated through time, saw the future of the dynasty, and also saw the coming tragedy.
In fact, in the fifteenth year after Zhao Chunhui's death, the prosperous Taikang era that was praised by the gentry, country lords, dignitaries and even the emperor himself collapsed overnight.
The Yuanbai people's cavalry went south, crushing the fireworks of the Cuiying River, the prosperity of the three counties of Yannan, the extravagance of Baili Tianzui, and the grand scenery of the Huanghuang Imperial Capital, and ruthlessly tore them apart.
This is a huge pain point in the history of the country.
So much so that they are not keen on recording it in history books in middle school textbooks.
While the Yong Dynasty that gave birth to the prosperous age of Taikang was recorded in seven pages, its end...the invasion of the Yuanbai people was only recorded in three short lines.
Numerous historians have studied that if the emperor at that time had been willing to follow Zhao Chunhui's suggestion and slowly implement the reform in a gentle way, it would not take ten years to change some of the rotten status quo, and at least provide support for the frontier troops defending the northern part of the Great Wall.
With enough ordnance, food, grass, and supplies, a group of new soldiers can be trained and replenished in a timely manner. The whole country seems to have sufficient troops, but in fact, officers everywhere are left with empty pay.
That year... Yong's border army, with no supplies and no support, only had 30,000 men to resist Yuanbai's 150,000 cavalry for six full months.
However, six months later, the emperor of Yong State still failed to mobilize the army and sent his troops north to resist the invasion of Yuanbai people.
The people of Yuanbai, who might have originally just wanted to fight the autumn wind, saw that Yong State was already so fragile, so they naturally sent their troops down to herd horses in the south of the Yangtze River...
"Francis is dead, Haridoa is dead, Biron, Macao, Simon, Baiso...these people who left a splendid civilization are all dead...so only Principal Ye is the real one."
The saints who should be respected, the so-called greats in the past, they are all hypocritical and untrue. In the years when they really existed... they are still unworthy. They are just some descendants who, for their own benefit, have done something for them.
Put on a halo." The black man Vartuka's consciousness jumped and sent messages in Lin Xi's soul.
"But in the future, I will eventually become a saint. I will be extremely great and create a stronger and newer era. I will become the true king of saints." Ulysses, who does not know what humility is, also expressed his opinion.
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Lin Xi didn't take any of their shallow opinions to heart.
Continue to walk up the line of time.
Xu Zi, Shao Yang, the founder of Lei Xiao Sect, Zhou Zi, Yun Zi, Tian Longzi...
Every pilgrim is in sight.
The myth is constantly being shattered.
In the era in which they lived, they may have been great and progressive enough, but at least they were also very wise.
But their greatness was only at that time, and only at that time.
The boasting of latecomers has nothing to do with them.
It is impossible for them to perceive the mindless admiration of latecomers.
When the end of life is ruthlessly crushing them... it seems that anyone who lives in modern times and lives after extraordinary awakening will have more dignity than them.
Lin Xi is still searching.
He is the only one among the four consciousnesses who have traveled through time who does not believe that all the saints in the past are fake.
What's more... he hasn't ascended to the end of time yet.
We haven’t seen the ‘human kings’ who created the world at the beginning of civilization, and we haven’t seen the ‘incarnations of saints’ who uphold the will of God and teach the great truth.
The Eight Kingdoms Rebellion began at the end of the Jade Dynasty.
It has been more than 2,700 years since the country became a country today.
And this period, the Eight Kingdoms Rebellion, which lasted for 421 years, built the most glorious period of civilization in the history of China.
At that time, all the saints appeared in the world, and at that time, various thoughts and theories were constantly colliding and interacting with each other.
Lin Xi, Wu Yuan and others... the four of them traveled around the eight countries and met their disciples.
Among them, there are pure academics, politicians, speculators, and reputation-stealing thieves...but there are no truly extraordinary beings.
Even Xuanzi, who was hailed as the first among all saints in later generations, was the same.
He is a pure seeker and a tireless scholar. He has many precious shining points.
Only... he is not a true saint!
He still died, sadly and comically.
He was accidentally involved in a small slave riot and died of a mid-stream illness.
According to the legend of future generations, he climbed Mount Taihuang, and then wrote a masterpiece on the top of the mountain. He was bombarded by thunder, hit by heavy rain, and torn by strong winds, and then passed away through the sky. This move... opened up the eternal night and established civilization.
The foundation stone of the book left behind 38,000 words, and now more than 3,200 words have been circulated, still educating all living beings...
This kind of departure may be full of romantic mythology.
However... this is not true.
The further up you go, the weaker the mood swings among the people become.
Those mythical human kings are actually some tribal leaders who accidentally discovered a certain pattern and developed tools that benefit the people.
There are also many omissions and mistakes in the legends of later generations.
For example, the person who builds a net to catch fish is the leader of a small tribe. Let’s call him a ‘fish’.
Later, the tribe where the fish lived was wiped out by a large tribe. Naturally, this large tribe captured the simple fishing nets and imitated them.
The title of this large tribe, through inheritance and evolution, changed the tone of some details, became the title of the human king 'Yi Xuan' in later generations.
Until the end of time.
Saw the origin of all mankind.
Hope seemed lost.
But Lin Xi's eyes were shining brighter and brighter.
Not only was he not disappointed, but he caught the tricks of time and the lies of time.