diskusbooks Chapter 175 My own way
Chapter 175 My own way
Wanxian City.
Deep in a courtyard.
There were three figures sitting next to the black coffee table, one woman and two men.
The woman had a red lotus-shaped pattern between her eyebrows and her phoenix eyes were majestic and unapproachable. She was the former Holy Lord of the Fuyao Holy Land. The man sitting opposite her was Li Xundao, the richest man in Wanxian City and the leader of the Dao Sect. He looked ordinary, but the temperament he had was hard to describe.
As for the third person next to the coffee table, he was an old monk with drooping eyebrows and a look of great compassion. The three of them sat opposite each other and first discussed the reform, and then talked about the current situation.
Li Xundao said: "You two, as the saying goes, the road to reform is long, and it is not possible to see results in a short period of time. I have thought a lot in recent years."
"My Dao Sect left behind many treasures, some of which can prolong lifespan or even increase lifespan. I would like to take out such items as rewards for the summit."
"How do you think of this as a way to stimulate the desire for reform?"
Li Xundao asked.
"Good." The old monk nodded, and the woman with a red line between her eyebrows frowned, feeling that there was something else behind Li Xundao's words.
Sure enough, the next second.
Li Xundao continued, "There are only a handful of Mahayana cultivators in the world, and each of them has taken all the good fortune of heaven and earth and received all the blessings of the world. Although I, Li, am the one who raised the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit, it is for the whole world, so...you two should do something, right?"
Li Xundao said so.
The woman with a red pattern on her forehead sneered and said, "I do have some of the longevity-promoting precious fruit, but..."
She looked arrogant, almost indifferent, "I never waste my things on useless people. If someone can take up the banner of reform, provide good ideas, and contribute to the reform of the world, I will naturally not hesitate to give him one."
"But if it is just a reward for the summit, it is too cheap. Moreover, if one of these items is used, one less will be given. In the short term, it will add a little life to them. In the long term, it will take away a part of our lifespan and give it to them. It is hard to tell whether this is good or bad for the world."
She looked at Li Xundao, wanting to see how he would respond.
Li Xundao smiled slightly, not annoyed at all, "How about this?"
"Any reformer has powers that ordinary people cannot possess."
"I will hold a magic reform competition at the top of Wanxian Mountain. The winner of the competition with the power of magic reform will be rewarded with a longevity pill or a longevity fruit. How about that?"
As he spoke, Li Xundao looked towards the old monk.
The old monk turned to look at the woman and said, "If Donor Su has no objection, then I have no objection either."
The woman frowned, "Not right, the essence of the reform is to seek the way to immortality."
"Having high martial arts skills doesn't necessarily extend your life. Mortal martial arts is the best example."
Hearing this, Li Xundao rubbed his temples with a severe headache.
This is the path of reform.
It is difficult to walk, and it is even more difficult for him, a man who carries a heavy weight. All risks are placed on him. If he is not careful, he will be doomed.
"Forget it." Li Xundao said, "Let's talk about something else first."
He said: "Recently, the world of Fuyao has been extremely unstable. First, there was an unusual movement in the Zhenhai Tower, the attitude of the mermaids was unclear, and there is a world approaching quickly..."
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The Ten Thousand Immortals Summit lasted for seven days and was held on the Ten Thousand Immortals Peak. The mountain path was filled with fellow Taoists and it was very lively. Li Changxiao saw some fellow Taoists sitting on the bluestone steps, chatting about their insights into the reform. He also saw some fellow Taoists who had completely opposite ideas about the reform and were arguing over it until they were red in the face.
It has only been ten years since the reform.
Most of them are still in the theoretical stage, or to put it bluntly, just talk, but this is exactly what Li Xundao hopes for.
The collision of these theories will provide the necessary soil and nutrients for reform.
Li Changxiao was also listening carefully. Not only that, he was also looking for people to communicate with. The reform he was studying was the way for Yin objects to last forever. On the mountain road of Wanxian Peak, he happened to hear a discussion between two cultivators that was related to this, so he went over to take a look.
The discussion between the two monks was quite heated and attracted quite a few people to listen.
"Human beings are born from the union of yin and yang, just like a ball of fire and a ball of water vapor, which consume each other and will eventually be exhausted. This is the life span of nature. If you want to live forever between heaven and earth, you need to give up one and take the other."
"Oh? Daoist friend, your point of view is quite novel. The method I have been studying for the past ten years is the theory of ghosts and gods prolonging life. Ghosts are souls, but they are not souls. People have a natural life span, but they can turn into ghosts after death. So, does this mean that the principle of longevity lies in this?"
"No, no, no. Nowadays, ghosts are hard to exist in the world. Your reform is too superficial. Listen to me. I come from Xuanyu, which is the southernmost region of the world. Further down is the endless ocean, where a group of mermaids live. Although they are a foreign race, they have a long lifespan. I suspect that mermaids are hiding the secret of immortality."
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A variety of concepts collide with each other.
It is quite a prototype of the Hundred Schools of Thought.
Walk up the mountain path.
There were more and more monks, and the place became more and more lively. After walking for three or four hours, when we reached the halfway point of the mountain, it was already crowded.
On the way, Li Changxiao also met several acquaintances: Qing Xiao, Hou Shao, and Lu Chan.
The three of them were discussing the reform with others, and even Li Changxiao stared at them for a long time without noticing anything.
Li Chang smiled, did not disturb them, and continued to walk upwards. His steps were light and wherever he passed, it was as if a barely perceptible breeze passed by, leaving no trace.
He never stopped walking, and never talked. He walked up the bluestone stairs step by step. Gradually, he saw more and more familiar figures, some of whom he hated, some of whom he was grateful to...
There are princes of the Lingtian Dynasty, former enemies, old friends with unclear ties, people who have abandoned me, people who have used me, and people who have helped me...
He saw his former Taoist companion Si Nian, his not-so-good brother Li Tiansheng, the elder Zhou Qingyu of the Jihua Sect, and Zhang Qingling, the former Holy Son of the Fuyao Holy Land...
He passed by like a dream, and few people noticed that a swordsman in white had passed by them.
Finally suddenly.
He stopped.
It was still a long way to the top of the mountain, but he... was going down the mountain.
It is also from this moment on.
He goes against everyone else.
Occasionally someone would turn around, glance at the swordsman's back, then quickly look away, and then completely forget about him.
It seems like it has never been here.
This strange swordsman in white came down the mountain, walked straight to the stable, rode on his old donkey, and drank two taels of liquor.
Go find your own way.
"It's time to become a god."