Chapter 318 I want my believers to live forever (2)
This incident is considered a minor incident. Not everyone wakes up as early as Mr. Lin, so it hasn't caused any sensation yet.
However, in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Jiang Huai used the magic of great freedom to create a tall and vigorous willow tree again.
Just like before, the breeze was blowing, the willow leaves were swaying, and the wind chimes were ringing softly. Like a giant holding the sky, it stretched across the mountains, and there was an aura that was invincible in the world...
In the Supreme Realm, one can be called a great emperor in the world that covers the sky, and is even more invincible. No one will be born in ten thousand years. Although the condensed willow tree is not the original body, it still has a terrifying aura.
Between the flowers blooming and withering, another half month passes in a hurry.
The days are still as usual. People in Liucun work at sunrise and rest at sunset, which perfectly conforms to the laws of nature.
The only difference is that there is a small figure on the stone steps winding like a long dragon in the back mountain.
He is the old patriarch of the native tribe.
He may not be considered a high-level monk who has lived for thousands of years, but from the perspective of ordinary people, he is already considered to have a long life.
The old man's body is becoming more and more stooped, and his face is getting older. In previous years, he and Old Man Lin would plan many matters for the village. In recent years, he has not been as energetic as he is, but he likes to bask in the sun, often sitting for several hours at a time.
At this time, Old Lin and several other old men of similar age would come over to sit for a while.
They had a vague premonition of something, and all of them looked a little solemn. The old patriarch's talent is not good, and he has no intention to practice. Until now, he has not broken through the blood moving realm, and his energy and blood have long dried up.
The sun sets in the west, and the dead vines and old trees are dimly lit by crows.
The old patriarch was lying on the Taishi chair, his expression was leisurely, kind and kind.
"I really wish I could listen to my mother's advice again."
The old chief of the Tu tribe sighed.
"What? What did she say to you?" Old Man Lin opened his mouth. He felt that the old man's speech this year was a bit strange, as if he was having a flashback, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"I don't know, I didn't hear it at first!"
The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, but then a look of relief appeared on his face, and a light shone out of his eyes.
"But that's fine. I'll hear you soon. I just want the village chief to say something for Master Liu Shen. I'm afraid I can no longer serve you..."
The old patriarch's voice became softer and softer, lower and lower.
Then, the body gradually lost its movement.
"Old guy, you went to bed too early today!" Old Man Lin sighed, his eyes a little moist.
Three days later.
The old patriarch of the native tribe was buried in the back mountain.
On the day of the funeral, Old Lin's old friends who had played well on weekdays cried bitterly.
They cherish the memory of their former friend, but at the same time feel depressed about death.
Even the supreme being who is so high above cannot say that he is immortal or immortal, let alone them?
In fact, the older people get, the more afraid they are of death. After all, people still miss the world. Although life itself is walking in the swamp, and sooner or later it will be buried deep in the loess, but only by living can we see the prosperity of the world and the abundance of children and grandchildren. When you die, you can't see or hear anything. Time is endless and you will eventually be completely forgotten by the world.
The most terrifying thing in the world is not death, but being forgotten. This is true for both living and dead people. The loneliness caused by forgetting is comparable to the desolate and dark depths of the universe.
Jiang Huai saw all this in his eyes, and a few ripples suddenly appeared in his heart that had not changed for a long time.
Even if he is immortal, even if he is invincible in the world, the people around him can't do it, and they will eventually drift away from him one by one, just like Emperor Huang Tian, who looks back on the eternity and never sees a familiar face again. This feeling of loneliness is actually unbearable for any life.
He wants his believers to have eternal life, and even more, he wants all his believers’ wishes to be realized.
This is the path he wants to take.
When one person attains the Dao, it is not called attaining the Dao, but when everyone attains the Dao, that is the true attainment.
"If possible, I wish that all my followers will live forever, and time will not be able to take away our souls. Even if the stars dry up and the universe dies, I, the people of Willow Village, will be immortal!"
Jiang Huai's gaze became tenacious, and his eyes were extremely bright, with countless stars rising and falling, as if they were evolving the endless life of the universe...
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The water flows eastward, and the leaves fall knowing autumn.
Suddenly, time passed day by day.
When the warm sunshine shines on the ground through the mottled reflections of the vigorous old trees in the mountains and forests, and when the northwest wind in late autumn and early winter brings the fragrance of Lingmai, it is the winter solstice again.
However, since the creation of the Paradise Formation and the Primary Spirit Gathering Formation, Willow Village has become like spring all year round, and the temperature is always warm and suitable.
In particular, after Jiang Huai planted the seeds of the World Tree, the small mountain village was completely transformed, and it was filled with spiritual energy that even those immortal cultivators could not match.
Looking from a distance, the fairy mist is filled, the auspicious clouds are shrouded, and the purple air comes from the east, attracting many auspicious beasts and birds, coming from unknown distances, scrambling to make their nests here.
This kind of change is quiet and unintentional.
On the third day of winter, the first cold wind hit the vast land. Jiang Huai no longer planned to continue the transition, and prepared to issue a divine decree to announce the birth of Liucun.
Now that he has reached the supreme realm, he can defeat the true immortals through various means, and is truly invincible. He no longer needs to worry about those immortal orthodoxy deliberately targeting him and Liucun.
If anyone dares to disobey, just come forward and kill them. Jiang Huai is confident that he can sweep them all.
The Supreme Will is unparalleled in power, and it contains the Supreme Will and can be declared to all heavens and all realms.
For a moment, the dazzling divine decree turned into pure energy and soared into the sky. Then, it hung in the sky like a rainbow sun. The mighty pressure was transmitted from the nine heavens and enveloped the nine heavens and ten places, like a coming. In the ancient times, I suddenly saw the primitive world and the sky roared.
At this moment, the whole world in the upper world was shocked and the whole world was shaken.
Whether it is the immortal orthodoxy that has been inherited for endless years, or the family power that lives in a corner, they are all in shock that they have not seen for a long time.
Because it was too shocking, the Supreme Pardon and Divine Will had not appeared for countless thousands of years. It was too dazzling, heralding the birth of a new emperor.
Under the sun-like divine decree, countless creatures soon gathered, including young cultivators who had just stepped into the blood-transferring stage, and others who had already ascended to the position of gods.
But no matter which one they are, they are all as small and insignificant as ants compared to the majestic divine decree.
Everyone looked solemn. The aura of the Supreme Realm was too terrifying. It was just a will. It actually caused the heaven and earth to roar, making it difficult for them to calm down for a long time.
"I'm afraid things are going to change!"
An old creature spoke, and his voice was full of shock. It was a soaring snake, a pure-blood creature. At this moment, the divine fire was burning, inadvertently scorching the mountains. It was obvious that his heart was extremely uneasy, and he stared closely at the sky. A furnace-like brilliance.