PFC Chapter 960: Longevity and Illness
Chapter 960: Longevity and Illness
Li Changxiao carried a basket on his back and traveled around the world. He integrated ordinary dreams into the silver needles. Wherever he went, he pierced the silver needles into the tops of people's heads. His spiritual consciousness spread, leaving no trace.
After the patient was pierced with silver needles, there was no change at first. However, after one or two days, his behavior gradually became normal. In addition to numbness and madness, he sometimes sat alone in an open space and thought.
It's just that civilization has been cut off for too long. Even if the people of Fuyao Tianxia are cured of their long-term illness, they are still ignorant people who have not been "civilized". Li Changxiao will leave behind books and dreams, which he still has to comprehend on his own.
In this way... Ten years passed in a flash. Li Changxiao walked very fast, one step could be said to be a thousand miles. His spiritual sense swept thousands of miles, not a single inch of land, not a single hair of flowers and grass escaped.
Because of this, he saw almost all of Chang's miserable condition. The chaos, numbness and madness made him sigh again and again. The people of this world have been living like this for a long, long time.
When they arrived at Dayu, Li Changxiao was stunned. This once glorious ancient capital was now in ruins. The longevity disease was rampant, and Dayu was not immune. When the longevity disease spread to most of the people in the country, how could this country survive?
But Dayu was once prosperous, and the Tianji Dao flourished to the extreme. Many tall buildings and ships have traces of the Tianji Dao. The materials and craftsmanship are extraordinary. Even after years of destruction, they are still preserved.
Compared with other countries, Dayu has more traces. Li Changxiao started from a small city and gave acupuncture along the way. He crossed the river, climbed over mountains and rivers, and walked countless miles. When people recovered from serious illness, the legend of Li Changxiao gradually spread.
Some people call him the god of creation. Some people say he is the god who spreads blessings. According to various theories, he has been to every place in the world, but he is not often seen. And so... another twenty years passed.
The world is at peace...
This year, the disease of longevity seemed to have disappeared. Li Changxiao started preaching, but he did not teach Taoism, but only taught ethics and farming knowledge. He taught that the king should put the people first... and so on. He only taught the most basic and fundamental things.
How it will evolve in the future will all depend on the development of this world. It is beyond his control. He continued preaching like this for another ten years. Time passed quickly. Li Changxiao was doing nothing that day and saw that some places had rebuilt houses and attics. He thought that he should have completed his mission and could take a rest.
He was proudly floating in the clouds, holding a gourd of muddy wine of very poor quality. It even gave off a slight stench, as if dirt and branches were accidentally mixed into it during brewing. But he drank it leisurely, as if he was tasting nectar. It made people suspect that this was a gourd of excellent wine, and they couldn't help but ask for a sip.
He rested his head on his hands, floating in the clouds. It had been a long time since he had such leisure time. This year, another fragment of the avenue fell. Li Changxiao was in a good mood, flew up to the sky, and took the initiative to greet everyone.
Zhou Shenxiao and the others were very surprised, but they all smiled and returned the greetings. This time, the fragments of the Great Dao did not cause any disputes, but instead sat suspended in the sky, talking about the world together.
Luo Wunan said, "Brother Li, I brought you some good wine." He took out half a scoop of the good wine from last time. Just enough for each person. Sha Huangtian said calmly, "This wine is not as good as my Sha Shen Brew." Luo Wunan said, "Then why don't you bring it to taste?"
Shahuangtian stopped talking. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but she hesitated for a long time before flying to the ninth heaven. She knew that Li Changxiao loved to drink, but he didn't have any good wine. If she took the Sand God Brew, it would definitely attract his attention and make him salivate. She intended to show off, but also to express her suppressed depression.
But she thought about it. If so, wouldn't she be showing weakness? No matter what, Li Changxiao had to beg her, and she would take it out naturally. This was a natural thing, and Tsar Tianji valued it very much. So she didn't take it.
Zhou Shenxiao, Luo Wunan, Wang Wuqi, Shahuangtian, and Li Changxiao drank heavily. They chatted about some matters of cultivation and the progress and evolution of their respective worlds. The integration of the remaining five worlds in the future is an unstoppable event.
Zhou Shenxiao said something unintentionally that made Li Changxiao pay great attention... Kunlun World and Fuyao World will definitely intersect within 70 years. It will be the first world to merge among the five worlds.
The Mahayana were looking forward to it. Would the sudden change in the world cause a burst of spiritual energy, and then revive the spiritual energy? Luo Wunan shook her head and denied it. As a Mahayana, she was transformed from a divine object of heaven and earth. She was extremely sensitive to the world. There might be a day when the spiritual energy would revive, but it would definitely be a long time...
The Mahayana may live to see the light of day, and there may be a slim chance of merging. For the rest of us, we are just afraid of birth, aging, sickness and death, which are inevitable. Everyone will die one day, and some people die in a dream, which may not be a bad thing.
The Mahayana did not feel much. Although they were looking forward to the revival of spiritual energy, they were relatively calm. This is the way the world is. Looking back at the ancient times, the heyday of spiritual energy, the period of spiritual energy depletion, the period of world integration... Who can truly live forever, who can be immortal?
Whether there is spiritual energy or not is not important. Everyone dies on the path. Some die in battle, some die of illness, and some die of old age. The Mahayana practitioners are very advanced in their cultivation and practice, and the issues they discuss are straightforward and to the point.
They talked for a day and a night. Li Changxiao grabbed the fragments of the Great Dao and distributed them to the Mahayana. Over the years, he has picked up many fragments of the Great Dao. His understanding is so profound that no one in the world can compare.
He could have continued to occupy it. But he… did this, but he was trapped in the avenue. If you can't let go, you will be trapped. This is a simple truth that everyone understands, but it is difficult for everyone to do it.
Li Changxiao returned all the fragments of the Dao that he had cut off over the years and distributed them to everyone. He had previously integrated the Dao into his dreams and sketched out ordinary dreams. Although he borrowed the effect of the fragments of the Dao, the fragments of the Dao did not disappear. This thing is very abstract, and its content is both complex and profound. If Li Changxiao receives the fragments of the Dao and continues to comprehend, he will still gain a lot.
But he was not interested in this. He shared it with everyone and felt no regret.
This nine-day conversation ended. Everyone went back to their own world.
All Mahayana practitioners are secretly looking forward to what the scene will be like when the world is integrated in the future.
Only Li Changxiao, with a serious look on his face, came to the Wanxian Peak.