Chapter 111 Funeral
Chapter 111 Funeral
Li Wuxiang exhaled slowly like a living person, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Because the last sentence Pan Muyun said was too "big" - it was an idea that sounded very just, very grand, and very difficult. He had come across this idea in his previous life, and it did not make him feel uncomfortable.
What seems a little bit incongruous is the condition for achieving this concept - Donghuang Taiyi, a real god and emperor. It seems a little wrong to rely on one person for the well-being of the people of the world, but considering that there are really gods in this world, this wrongness seems a little irrefutable.
He realized that his current situation was somewhat similar to when he first came into this body. Two completely different cognitions conflicted with each other, and it was difficult to express in words for a moment.
Seeing his expression, Pan Muyun smiled and said, "Junior Brother Li, don't think too much. Everything must be done from the smallest details. If someone thinks about saving Taiyi and the destiny of humanity every day, then they won't be able to do anything else. For us, we cultivate ourselves in the smallest details and take care of injustices. I think we have done a good job. As for other things, we will naturally do them when we can. Okay, do you have any other questions?"
His words made Li Wuxiang feel a little better. So he said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Pan. It's gone for now."
Pan Muyun nodded to the other two: "Then let's go?"
Helian Ji put away his burden, and Lu Renjia also stood up. Pan Muyun clasped his fists and bowed to Li Wuxiang and Lu Renjia: "As swordsmen, we rarely get together. It is not easy for the four of us to meet this time, but we are also very happy. Everyone, take care of yourselves!"
Li Wuxiang and Lu Renjia returned the greeting, and after a while, he was the only one left in the forest.
The night was dark and the fog was thickening all around him, but he felt much more relaxed, as if he had seen a ray of light in the dark world.
As Zeng Jianqiu said, he had a unique background, and he knew that in the future, he might not be able to agree with the swordsmen and everything they agreed with. But from what he saw and heard tonight, his previous thoughts were correct - in this world, the swordsmen's thinking mode was the closest to that of him, a visitor from another world.
Now I have a backer. Li Wuxiang thought about it and couldn't help but smile to himself, then he put away his smile and went to Feiyun Temple.
……
The fire in the alchemy furnace was still burning. Cheng Shengfei helped Cheng Peixin onto the couch and immediately went to the cabinet next to the alchemy furnace to look for pills.
She suppressed her grief, but didn't know what to say to Cheng Peixin at this moment. When she was in front of the Martial Temple, there was a truth that always supported her - everything I did was out of morality, and there was nothing wrong with it. But when she saw her master's blood all over the way, and thought of the four words "youth and longevity", she didn't know whether she was wrong or not.
She felt her hands trembling, and she knocked over several bottles and jars, but she still couldn't find the bottle of Fu Yuan Bao Sheng Dan. At this moment, she heard Cheng Pei Xin's voice behind her, weak and subtle, like a wisp of wronged soul: "Are you looking for Fu Yuan Bao Sheng Dan?"
Cheng Shengfei bit his lip, feeling that there was a hint of tears in his voice: "Well, mother, where did you put it?"
After a while, Cheng Peixin's voice was heard again: "That elixir was made for me by Zhao Kui. Fei'er, haven't you always wanted to know who your biological father is?"
Cheng Shengfei's body froze, and he knelt in front of the cabinet: "Mom, you... please don't say it..."
Cheng Peixin sighed, slowly moved her body, propped herself up on the couch, and looked at her back reflected by the fire: "When I came back, I told you that you thought it was easy to be a swordsman. Now you should know that it is not easy to be a swordsman."
"You can bear the pain in your body...but what about the pain in your heart? In this world, if you insist on being a swordsman and distinguishing right from wrong, you should know what kind of life you will live in the future."
Cheng Shengfei called out "Mom" again, then collapsed to the ground and hunched his shoulders.
Cheng Peixin smiled sadly and wiped the blood off her face again: "Do you think I said this on purpose to make you feel bad, Fei'er? I just want you to understand what you will encounter in the future. You... you must learn to be ruthless in the future. Swordsmen may look affectionate, but they are actually the cruelest. If you can't learn this, you will probably encounter even more painful things in the future." She slowly exhaled: "In the future, if the swordsmen want to kill Li Wuxiang, what will you do?"
Cheng Shengfei turned his head suddenly: "They won't!"
Cheng Peixin stared at her for a while and waved. Cheng Shengfei immediately walked over, laid on her legs, buried his face, and sobbed softly.
Cheng Peixin stroked her hair slowly: "Mom is like this because she is not cruel. But since this is the case, I will accept it. Li Wuxiang is a material for being a swordsman, so cruel... In the future, don't offend him... If he can't die and has achieved success, don't provoke him, stay away from him..."
"With his personality, as long as he's not dead, he'll make a name for himself anywhere... But in this world, if someone wants to make a name for himself, there will be piles of bones around him. It's the same in the Sword Sect. Don't be that pile of bones... You also have to think about your mother. Only if you live well can I live well."
"Mom, I know, I know..."
"Take all the pills with you and put them in my room... I also have the Xuan Guang technique in my room. Whether you want to practice their sword sect's technique or ours, take all the pills with you. When Li Wuxiang comes, give him half as my apology. Come, take out the bronze mirror and help me to the backyard. I will tell you how to revive Guo Jianming's soul. Give him that mirror, called the Xuan Guang mirror. He will definitely like it..."
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When Li Wuxiang jumped over the wall into the courtyard of Feiyun Temple, he saw Cheng Peixin sitting at the stone table under the bamboo grove.
She changed into new clothes, washed her face, and placed three small porcelain bottles and a bronze mirror in front of her. When she saw him, she let out a sigh, "Friend Li Dao, I can't get up now, so I can't apologize to you. Do you mind?"
Li Wuxiang nodded and just stood there: "Yeah."
Cheng Peixin pushed the bronze mirror on the table with her hand, and then thought for a while in silence: "I gave Guo Jianming a soul and fed him elixirs, maybe he can still be saved... in the backyard. You must have lost a lot of these things in the fierce fight, so I'm giving them to you as compensation."
"Can you tell me about Zhao Kui?"
Li Wuxiang walked to the table, opened the porcelain bottle and took a look, then gently tapped the bronze mirror with his fingertips: "I'm afraid you won't be happy to hear this. Well, there's not much to say."
He told the story of the Xue family and Jinshui again, which took only a short while. After Cheng Peixin finished listening, she sat there for a moment, then asked, "What about the one in the mirror? What about before he died?"
"Then there's nothing to say. He's still that monster, wanting to kill me and take back his golden entanglement so he can come back to the world of the living. The last words he said before he died seemed to be 'spare my life'? But he only said the word 'spare'."
"He...he didn't..."
"I never mentioned you." Li Wuxiang nodded to her and walked towards the backyard, leaving her sitting there.
The second update will be at eight in the morning.
(End of this chapter)