Chapter 843 I Just Want to Be Ordinary

Chapter 843 I Just Want to Be Ordinary

Chapter 843 I Just Want to Be Ordinary

A shadow floats in the world, seeming real and illusory, and difficult to see with the naked eye.

The road back to the Beihai area is very long. Although this illusory shadow that is about to disappear is extraordinary, it took more than two years to cross it all the way back.

Ancient temple with green lanterns and pagoda-like statues on the walls.

It walked through temples filled with the scent of incense, with its hands clasped together, never stopping; its brows lowered, its expression compassionate, coming and going without a trace.

The shadow traveled around the entire northern land, and finally found the person it wanted to see in the ruined temple.

"came back?"

Chen Xuan sat cross-legged in a dilapidated ancient temple covered with dust. His expression moved slightly, and he looked towards the door with a faint smile on his face.

The shadow murmured a Buddhist name, clasped his hands together, walked devoutly to Chen Xuan's side, facing the candlelight in the temple, and sat cross-legged silently in Chen Xuan's shadow.

"I'm back..."

It almost merged into Chen Xuan's shadow, as if it had to rely on the shadow of others in order to barely hold on for a moment longer.

Feeling the shadow's weakness, Chen Xuan sighed softly, a complex expression showing on his face.

"You've worked hard, take a good rest..."

Sitting cross-legged in Chen Xuan’s shadow was naturally the lingering memory of the strange Buddha figure who had tried his best to help Li Yuan get rid of the strange creature on the blood-stained nine-colored lotus platform in the past.

Its body and soul have already disappeared, but this lingering obsession refuses to disappear, and it finds its way back to fulfill its last regret, or to fulfill the promise it made before leaving.

"I saw evil, and all living things wept; now that the calamity has been removed, this is my wish."

The strange Buddha's last obsession responded softly, his voice was extremely weak, as if he was about to disappear from this world.

Chen Xuan opened and closed his eyes, looking quietly outside the dilapidated courtyard, as if he was looking at all kinds of living beings, as if he was hearing the ringing of a bell from the avenue, as if it was the compassionate eyes of the Buddha lowered, or the solemn and angry eyes of a Vajra.

At this moment, there are endless Buddhist sounds lingering in the void, and the Buddha's light is shining from the ruined ancient temple. The sound reflects the image, and the vitality of the past is restored.

The ruined temple was restored to its original state in the Buddha's light. In the dilapidated courtyard, disciples were sweeping fallen leaves. There was an endless stream of pilgrims in front of the gate, and the Buddha statues in the temple were magnificent.

There are also many monks sitting on cushions, chanting scriptures and meditating, with the sound of Buddhist music filling the air.

In a moment, Chen Xuan recreated the scene of the flourishing Buddhism in the past. It was not an illusion of the present, but a remnant of the past.

"Everything is just like a dream, just like a dream..."

The strange Buddha's last obsession was sitting in Chen Xuan's shadow. He saw all this, but he felt neither sad nor happy. He just felt much relieved.

Chen Xuan's voice was very soft, with a hint of complexity.

"Are there any unfulfilled wishes?"

The voice of the strange Buddha's obsession replied with a smile: "Now that I am in this body, all my wishes are in vain."

"Why don't we recite some Buddhist scriptures together..."

Chen Xuan was spotless. He looked back at his own deep shadow and smiled gently, "Okay."

Soon, two voices chanting Sanskrit were heard from the ancient temple, swaying along with the flickering candlelight.

After a long time, one of the voices slowly disappeared and turned into nothingness, leaving only Chen Xuan's voice.

Chen Xuan sighed slightly, paused for a moment, but finally continued to recite until the scripture was complete, until nothingness was perfect.

At this point, there was no trace of the strange Buddha.

......

During the drizzling season, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

There is smoke rising from the temples on the mountain and there are continuous footsteps of people at the foot of the mountain.

Strolling in the magnificent capital, Li Yuan, dressed in a blue robe and holding an umbrella, walked forward with a slender figure and an extraordinary temperament.

But the cracked scars on his body made him look like a porcelain figure about to break, like a banished immortal about to fall into the mortal world.

Beside Li Yuan, the City God Gu Jian walked with his hands behind his back, looking solemn, thinking about many trivial matters.

"I've already told you that I'm just going down the mountain for a walk. No need to make a fuss."

Li Yuan chuckled, holding a large bright red umbrella, which matched the elegant aura of his green clothes, and walked on the drizzling street, which was actually quite stunning.

Gu Jian, the city god, quickly tilted his head and said, "How dare you be careless! You are seriously injured and your body is very weak. It is difficult to mobilize any immortal power. I am afraid you will encounter unexpected situations!"

Seeing Gu Jian's great reaction, Li Yuan smiled bitterly:

"I just went down the mountain to eat a bowl of noodles. I have Zhuge Laodeng's magic trick on me, so the people won't notice anything unusual."

Gu Jian remained silent, obviously worried about Li Yuan wandering around the city alone.

Li Yuan sighed, "Now that I am seriously injured and disabled, I came down the mountain to relax. If you are always on guard, how can I be natural?"

"Besides, the underworld is facing a catastrophe, and even a guy like Mo Qi who does what he wants has been called back. As the number one city god in the Three Realms, you are entangled in many things. How can you waste your time with a useless person like me?"

Hearing this, Gu Jian's face darkened: "Master Li Yuan! What are you talking about? We have all seen your efforts. If you hadn't fought against the monsters for all living things in the world, how could you have encountered such a near-death disaster? We are not heartless people, how dare we treat you as a useless person!"

Although Li Yuan has no strength at all now, thanks to the treatment done by his relatives and friends, he can still do some normal movements.

He put his arm around Gu Jian's shoulders, smiled, and apologized quickly: "I said it wrong, please don't blame me..."

But Li Yuan still persuaded Gu Jian for a while, saying that since they were within the capital city anyway, if something really happened, as the City God, Gu Jian could come at any time.

The position of the City God of the Underworld is of great importance. Some of the newly appointed City Gods lack experience, so it is inevitable that he, the Capital City God, will be needed to lead and guard the situation.

Rather than wandering around the city with Li Yuan and worrying about this less than one in ten thousand danger, it is better to do your job well first. Work first and then relax, this has always been Anshan's philosophy.

Gu Jian hesitated for a while, but how could he win the argument over Li Yuan? After Li Yuan's well-reasoned argument, he finally went back to the City God's Mansion to handle official business.

Watching Gu Jian's figure disappear from his sight, Li Yuan shook his head and smiled, holding an umbrella and continuing to move forward in the drizzle.

"Boss, give me a bowl of beef noodles!"

Li Yuan walked into a small noodle shop. With Zhuge Laodeng's sleight of hand, he was not afraid that the people would recognize his face or see the horrific scars on his body.

"Okay~! I'll give you a bowl of our signature Iron Ox Beef Noodles!"

The boss's powerful voice came from the kitchen. The waiter, who was his apprentice, quickly led Li Yuan to a small table.

When the noodles were served, Li Yuan couldn't help but feel hungry when he saw the steaming hot beef noodles, and he started to taste them carefully.

Ever since he was seriously injured and lived in seclusion in the mountains, ignoring worldly affairs, Li Yuan found that his worldly thoughts were gradually becoming stronger, so he just let nature take its course and did whatever he wanted.

Naturally, he had not forgotten the oath he had made to his predecessors such as the Yunxia Immortal God, but his injuries were difficult to heal. No matter what methods he tried, there was little improvement. After his initial anxiety, he could only accept it helplessly.

Maybe if you relax and cultivate your mind, your state of mind will have a breakthrough and you will be able to think of a solution?

Li Yuan seemed to be indifferent, but he was also hoping for a lucky break.

Moreover, after the human world gradually stabilized, at the request of Li Yuan, Tian Yao, Wang Shuo, Li Xiaoan, Xuan Chi and others have brought all the creatures in Anshan who have reached the immortal realm and above, ascended to the heaven to assist the Heavenly Court in participating in the war!

That was why Gu Jian was worried about Li Yuan going down the mountain alone, because now all the powerful men in Anshan had gone up to the sky to join the battle. In his opinion, Li Yuan's current situation was unprecedentedly dangerous.

Sitting at a small table by the windowsill, Li Yuan ate hot noodles with big mouthfuls, a red umbrella beside him, looking at the continuous drizzle outside the window. He was alone, sometimes smiling bitterly, sometimes feeling sad, and occasionally staring blankly for a long time with a complicated expression, and no one knew what he was thinking.