While Birdman and Swing were talking to Chiyou Qingzhu from the Jiuli tribe, they suddenly saw a golden light heading towards Jiuzhou in the direction of Jiuzhou.
"That's it!" the little fox exclaimed in surprise, "such a strong aura of merit? Which immortal became enlightened?"
"It seems to be Yuan Shangxian." Bird Man said, "He is the one known as the 'New Shen Nong' who is good at cultivating crops and plants. If your guess is correct, the Shangxian should have achieved enlightenment through meritorious deeds and can enjoy happiness beyond the nine heavens.
Gone."
"That's it~" said the little fox, "What a pity."
"How do you say this?" Birdman asked, "Why do you think it's a pity?"
"Of course it's a pity. Such saints become enlightened and escape from the mortal world. What loss will they have in the mortal world?" The little fox said, "The immortal's grain breeding technique is said to be quite brilliant and has saved many sentient beings in the three realms. If he were to leave,
, it’s a huge loss to the three realms.”
"That's right, but..." Birdman looked at the golden light in the distance and said with emotion, "As far as I'm concerned, it's a pity, but it's not a pity."
"How do you say it?" This time it was Swing's turn to not understand.
"For the Three Realms, it is indeed a pity that Yuan Shangxian flew to the sky. But as far as I know, the Shangxian is quite old, over nine thousand one hundred years old. It seems a bit cruel to a certain extent to let an old man of this age continue to work.
?”
"Shangxian Zhihong has a long way to go, and his heart is higher than the sky. He works on his own initiative and is not forced. How can he be cruel?" said the little fox, "Yuan Shangxian is the kind of saint who devotes himself to death."
"Of course I know that the Immortal is a saint, but I still feel cruel. Even if he is willing to pay, he is really too old and needs to rest." Birdman said, "Well...I can't say exactly, I just have a vague feeling.
It’s a bit distressing that an old man is always going to the fields.”
"It's a bit heartbreaking. Enlightenment and ascension can be regarded as a rest. However, now that the immortal has ascended to heaven, how can we continue to provide food for the three realms?" The little fox asked, "Will there be a famine?"
"No." Bird Man said, "In addition to Yuan Shangxian, there are countless monks similar to Yuan Shangxian who are studying the method of grain cultivation. The ascension of one immortal is a loss, but there will be other immortals to fill Yuan Shangxian's vacancy. It is absolutely possible.
The way to stabilize grain seeds in the three realms, and in addition to those immortals who have taken up the cultivation of grain seeds, there are also many young monks who are working hard to practice and prepare to join the great cause, as well as countless people who have been taught by Yuan Shangxian and many grain seeds.
Some of the children who were touched by the deeds of the Immortal will also participate in the research of grain seeding techniques in the future, and the Three Realms will continue to develop. The once giant trees may have turned into grass and ash at this moment, but the seeds of virtue have already
Falling in the mountains and plains, the saplings will surely thrive under the encouragement of the grass and ash soil, and eventually stand tall like their predecessors - and only in this way can they live up to everything Yuan Shangxian has done in the Three Realms."
"Oh, you are right to say that." The little fox sighed, "But I still feel it is a pity."
"Yes, it's a pity." Birdman rubbed Swing's little head, "From a monk's point of view, Yuan Shangxian has ascended. Fortunately, his soul still remains in the world. As long as there are people in this world that he has worked hard for.
technology still exists, as long as this world
If there is still a seed or a crop, then he is still alive. Life is short, but for people like the Immortal, it is eternal to a certain extent. Let me say something that may be vulgar but is true: he
He is dead, but will always live in people’s hearts.”
"Okay." The little fox nodded, clasped his hands and bowed to the golden light in the sky, "Go to the Immortal to rest~"
The birdman also bowed and said, "I send you to the immortal."