Chapter 2375 The avenue is a companion, regardless of the vicissitudes of life! (2)
Su Xuan walked out of the snowy area.
For him, walking in the snowy area with a rickety body is just a small ordeal.
One year.
Su Xuan cultivated into Blizzard, one of the six paths.
Wherever it passes, there may be heavy snowfall.
The moment we walked out of the snowy area, it was like a blizzard.
but.
The talisman veins also trembled, tightly suppressing Blizzard's path.
Zhijing Zhen Dao Mai Zhen Dao! Pure Land Three Tombs Seal Dao! Su Xuan's originally soaring momentum began to decline again.
However, Su Xuan didn't take it seriously and even looked up to the sky and laughed.
"You can seal me one path, but what about the five or ten realms?"
The talisman vein is sealing Su Xuan's path, but it is also broadening Su Xuan's path.
No matter how abnormal Su Xuan's body is, there is still a limit to what his body can endure.
Before his seal veins were sealed, Su Xuan originally only wanted to cultivate three paths at most.
But at this moment, this number can be increased a lot! "If the talisman pulse is continuous, it doesn't matter if I cultivate ten thousand ways!"
Su Xuan's body was stooped and old, but there was something unspeakable about him.
"Next, the way of wind and thunder."
Wind and thunder begin in the sky, the wind is strong and the thunder is bright.
This is something Su Xuan had a great understanding of before.
Su Xuan had been exposed to them all when he was cultivating sword intent, cultivating the Eight Desolate Emperors' Techniques, or cultivating the Way of Haoran.
There is a road to accompany you.
Su Xuan has long forgotten the passage of time.
Wearing some tattered clothes, Su Xuan was still walking on the ground.
It's been another year.
Su Xuan came to the east central area.
By this time, Su Xuan had already mastered the Way of Wind and Thunder.
...If there is any area in the east where cultivation is most prosperous and peaceful, it must be the central area.
Forces such as Tenglong Sect, Yue Pavilion, and Blood Night Emperor Sect are existences that are both good and evil, and their spheres of influence will naturally not be peaceful.
But the central area is different.
There is not only Chang'an Sword City, which represents the holy land of swordsmanship, the mysterious and majestic mountain and sea holy land, but also the Wensheng Book City with Haoran as its way.
Unlike other forces, Wensheng Academy is the gathering place for all the cultivators of Haoran in the Eastern Wasteland.
In the past few years, as a group of great Confucian cultivators with aloof status entered Wensheng Book City, the power of this place became even more powerful.
Ye Tianxu is the master of the bookstore, and is even called a living literary saint by some great scholars, but his status is not actually the highest in the bookstore.
If we were to say which force is the most powerful and has the deepest foundation within the Qiankun Dao Sect, Wensheng Book City must have a place in it.
There are many cities near Wensheng Book City, and a large number of monks and ordinary creatures move in, making this area more prosperous.
Monks and mortals gather together.
The monks are aloof, while all the souls are as humble as ants.
Although Wensheng Bookstore strongly advocates equality for everyone, the distinction between superiority and inferiority is still obvious.
How can there be peace in troubled times?
It's just that the creatures living in this area are better off than other places.
The ninth city.
This was the ninth ancient city built when Wensheng Book City was originally established.
However, because the monks built it hastily, this ancient city is mediocre and not as prosperous as other ancient cities.
certainly.
The Ninth City occupies a very large area, and there are not many monks, but mortals flock here in large numbers, so it is also called the city of civilians.
For the monks, today's Eastern Wasteland is a prosperous time.
But for the weak mortals, it is a great chaos.
The monks are prosperous, but all souls suffer.
This has been the case since ancient times.
This day.
Seven extraordinary young men and women came to this city of civilians.
The leader was a woman wearing a scribe's gown.
Her black hair was tied into a bun, revealing her smooth and plump forehead.
The woman's features are picturesque and her temperament is extraordinary, but it does not give people a sense of alienation, but instead conveys a sense of closeness.
At first glance, people tend to ignore her beautiful appearance and are attracted by her gentle temperament that makes people close to her.
The woman pursed her lips and was not as showy as ordinary monks. She just led the monks behind her into the Ninth City in a low-key manner.
However, wherever he passed, all the creatures passing by looked at him.
All spirits regard him as a heavenly being, and monks also have respect and even admiration in their eyes.
The visitor is the lady from Wensheng Bookstore.
Yu Qingsi.
A woman who is almost known to everyone in Wensheng Book City.
Yu Qingsi is not old, she has not yet turned 100, but her seniority is extremely high. Ye Tianxu, the lord of Wensheng Bookstore, always calls her "junior uncle".
However, Yu Qingsi's master has never been known to outsiders and is very mysterious.
There are rumors that a certain ancient monk with extremely great origins has awakened from ancient times... "Uncle Yu, a large number of mortals died suddenly in the Ninth City this time. You can come and be of great help."
The city lord rushed out to greet him. He was also a disciple of the book city. The city lord Ye Tianxu wanted to call the master in front of him, junior uncle, so he would naturally call him one generation higher up.
"Excuse me, City Master Xu. Please take me to see the deceased."
Yu Qingsi said softly, his voice was quiet and had the ability to soothe people's hearts.
The city lord nodded, his anxious heart calmed down a bit, but his heart became more and more shaken, and he looked at Yu Qingsi with more respect.
The city lord's lineage cultivates the sacred patterns of the holy words, and Yu Qingsi naturally has a deep understanding of the true inheritance, and his words are full of the power of the holy words.
As for inviting monks from the city lord's lineage to come this time, there is really no other way.
Just a few months ago, a large number of mortals died mysteriously in the city. Some had their flesh and blood sucked to death, some were cursed to death, and some died of the plague... This is obviously not normal. There is evil in the city.
Monks lurk and use human lives to practice.
Unfortunately, after months of searching, nothing was found.
The city lord had no choice but to seek help from Wensheng Book City.
The bookstore sent Yu Qingsi over, and the city lord was obviously relieved.
"Uncle Master Yu, those evil cultivators haven't appeared for several days. Did they get the news and flee?"
The city lord couldn't help but ask.
"It doesn't matter, I will stay here a little longer to make sure everything is okay."
Yu Qingsi said softly.
The city lord was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him.
Yu Qingsi returned the gift politely, showing the demeanor of a gentleman.
But suddenly.
Yu Qingsi paused, took three steps at a time, walked up to an old man, and said softly: "Old man, your internal organs are damaged and you don't have long to live.
I have a pill here that can warm and nourish your five internal organs and prolong your life."
The old man looked up and took a sip of wine: "Birth, old age, illness and death are all determined by destiny."
"Old man, you'd better drink less wine.
You have a trauma that can be cured.
Live longer and spend more time with your family."
Yu Qingsi's voice was neither fast nor slow.
"I'm just a loner."
The old man shook his head and wanted to leave.
"You old man, why are you so ignorant?"
The city lord scolded.
The old man chuckled and ignored it.
The city lord was a little annoyed.
However, Yu Qingsi hurriedly stopped him: "City Lord Xu, please don't get angry. Qingsi is being abrupt."
"Uncle Master Yu is indeed kind-hearted."
The city lord complimented.
Yu Qingsi gave up humbly, then caught up with the old man and said softly: "Old man, I was the one who was rude before, but it concerns you, so please think more carefully.
You keep this elixir, and it’s up to you whether you eat it or not.”
"Little girl, showing courtesy for nothing is either adultery or theft."
The old man chuckled.
The city lord was furious again, but was stopped by Yu Qingsi again.
She said softly: "There are always good people in the world who don't ask for anything in return."
"Do you think you are a good person?"
"I'm trying."
Yu Qingsi said sincerely.
"There are many people in this city who are suffering more than me, and there are many people who are in more difficulty than me."
The old man shook his head: "You just helped me when you met me in passing, why don't you want to go directly to help the mortals in this city?"
Yu Qingsi was startled, with shame in his eyes, and he bowed deeply: "Qingsi has learned a lesson."
The city lord on the side was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, thinking that this bad old man was too mean-mouthed.
When he said this, wasn't he accusing him, the city lord, of not fulfilling his responsibilities?
The old man didn't pay much attention and wanted to leave.
but.
Yu Qingsi gently pulled the old man back: "Old man, please accept the elixir. I will definitely go to help the people in need in the city."
"Whether you help me or not, what does it have to do with me?"
But the old man chuckled: "You little girl, don't stop me, I'm still going to get a drink.
The wine from Qinggui Winery is not easy to drink, and it will be gone if it’s too late.”
Yu Qingsi was stunned for a moment, then a plan suddenly came to his mind, and he blinked and said, "Do you always like to drink?"
“Not bad.”
"Then if you live longer, won't you be able to drink more wine?"
Yu Qing Sixiu Haoran practiced with serious Confucian scholars all day long, but he was not rigid.
“One day to live, one day to drink.
If you drink too much, you will always feel tired."
The old man shook his head and broke away from Yu Qingsi's hand.
Yu Qingsi was stunned and didn't know how to refute.
After all...she really didn't know how to persuade an old man who didn't want to live longer.
The old man looked at it and shook his head slightly: "Drinking is like cultivating. Sometimes in life, things will eventually happen. If you are too persistent, you will be disturbed."
Said.
The old man walked away gracefully.
Yu Qingsi was thoughtful and looked at the old man's back for a long time.
evening.
In a simple hut.
The old man was sitting at the door, looking at the children playing not far away, the adults returning from a day's work, and the aging old man... There was a bit of mist and vicissitudes in his eyes.
"The blizzard has begun, and the wind and thunder have gathered.
Next is the world of life and death, seeing all the prosperity of life and death, and understanding the true meaning of the great road."
The old man said to himself.
The sun is setting in the distance, and smoke is curling up nearby.
The old man was leaning against the wall alone, and he fell asleep without knowing when.