When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure
Chapter 10 Seeking Immortality
In a small village, a swordsman came.
The swordsman is dressed in white, with a sword hanging from his waist, a wine gourd, and an emerald green bamboo flute.
He knocked on the door, but there was no response after a few seconds.
There was a burst of complaints from inside, saying that it was really abominable for that blind man to knock on the door and disturb people's dreams in such a snowy day.
But complaining is complaining.
The man still opened the door half a crack.
The wind and snow blew in, and the fire in the house fell to one side.
"What's the matter?" The man frowned.
"Brother, can I stay here for half the night?" Li Changxiao said with a smile, "The wind and snow are so heavy that I really can't walk."
The man's brows tightened, his eyes moved down, and when he saw that this man was wearing a long sword, he immediately declined and hurriedly closed the door.
"Look somewhere else."
The man's voice passed through the crack in the door and was mixed in the wind and snow.
Li Changxiao smiled helplessly.
Since leaving Lingtian City, the weather has become colder and colder, and when passing by this village, there happened to be a snowstorm.
Li Changxiao is a Yuanying monk, so he is naturally not afraid of this kind of weather.
It's just that, traveling in such a hurry, I can't see the scenery, and I feel uncomfortable, and the wine in the gourd is not so delicious.
After thinking about it, I decided to find a place to stay for a few days until the snowstorm passed.
So, we came to this village.
Next, Li Changxiao knocked open each house.
But without exception, they all refused. In this snowy weather, a fool would open the door to a swordsman.
Li Changxiao was not angry. When he walked to the last room door, he knocked lightly.
If he was rejected again, he would have no choice but to continue on his way.
After a few seconds, the door opened, revealing a trembling head of a little boy.
"Where are your adults?" Li Changxiao asked.
The little boy shook his head, his eyes showing maturity beyond his years, "No adults, are you here to stay overnight?"
"Oh?" Li Changxiao was stunned.
The little boy continued: "I heard what happened just now. Come in."
With that said, he opened the door and let Li Changxiao walk in.
Li Chang smiled and did not move, but asked with a playful look: "Aren't you afraid that I am a bad person?"
The little boy shook his head, "Bad people won't knock on the door so many times."
He closed the door very maturely, poured a cup of warm tea, and warmed Li Changxiao's body.
Then he sat down in front of the fire, clasped his hands together, breathed in front of his mouth, rubbed them back and forth, and placed them by the fire to keep warm.
Li Changxiao also sat down in front of the fire, observing the little boy curiously.
After staring at him for a long time, he suddenly asked: "Would you like to drink? This will warm you up quickly."
The little boy looked over and said, "Drink!"
Li Changxiao found it funny inexplicably, poured out some wine and handed it over.
The little boy was full of pride and sighed, then he bared his teeth and his expression wrinkled together.
Seeing this, Li Changxiao laughed.
"Huh? It's really not cold anymore?" the little boy asked in surprise.
"Nonsense, I can still lie to you." Li Changxiao said.
"Aren't you a god?" The little boy rolled his eyes and asked suddenly.
Li Changxiao paused and laughed quickly: "What kind of god is this? He's just an unknown wanderer."
Immediately, he asked curiously: "Why, listening to your words, have you ever seen a real god?"
"Of course." The little boy nodded, "I've seen it before, and I'm not afraid to tell you that many people in our village have successfully entered the mountain gate!"
The firelight shone in the little boy's eyes, which was extremely bright. "I really envy them. They will be able to fly to the sky and escape from the earth in the future. They will never have to worry about plowing fields and food every day like us."
The little boy looked at Li Changxiao and said, "That god has a kind of water. After drinking it, his strength becomes several times stronger, and plowing the land becomes easier. It's very magical."
"The wine you gave me makes me warm as soon as I drink it. Although it's not as good as the fairy water, it's still a bit magical."
"But it's a pity that you are not a god, otherwise you would have accepted me as your disciple."
At this point, the little boy dimmed.
Li Changxiao's expression remained unchanged, but he felt something strange in his heart.
In this day and age, it is almost impossible that there are still people taking disciples.
If you can preserve yourself, everything will be fine.
Li Changxiao asked: "How often do gods accept disciples?"
"What? You also want to seek immortality?" the boy asked, looking Li Changxiao up and down, and finally shook his head, "No, you are too old and too arrogant, the immortal will not like it."
"No, I just want to take a look." Li Changxiao shook his head.
"The immortal will go down the mountain to accept disciples every three years." The little boy looked gloomy. "In three days, it will be the day to accept disciples again."
The little boy said: "Somehow, more and more people have come here to seek immortality recently, and many strangers have appeared nearby."
He let out a long sigh and stared blankly at the swaying flames, "I don't know if it will be my turn or not."
Li Chang smiled and said nothing.
He thought that he should know why there had been an increase in the number of people seeking immortality recently.
The assassination in Lingtian City undoubtedly told the world that there really are gods in the world.
Naturally, it aroused the thoughts of many people, and they began to ask around. Finally, they found out that there was a magical miracle in this village, which was not surprising.
"One day in heaven and one year on earth."
"For a cultivator, a hundred years is just a blink of an eye, but for a mortal, it is a lifetime, or even two lifetimes."
Li Changxiao sighed.
Practitioners are always there, but mortals have a short life span, and many things can be forgotten as the years pass by.
So, in the mortal world, whether immortals exist or not is never a certainty.
…
It snowed for three days.
Li Changxiao stayed at the boy's house for three days. The boy looked mature and experienced. He must have suffered a lot, but in essence, he was still a child.
He told Li Changxiao that his name was Zhang Tian and his parents were hunters, but a year ago, they went hunting in the mountains and never came back.
His mother died soon after, leaving him alone. He usually helped the villagers do some odd jobs in exchange for some rice and coarse grains, barely able to survive.
When winter came, the villagers gave him a lot of stored food, which was hidden in the cellar, enough for him to eat for a month.
He was kind enough to climb into the cellar, take out a dry biscuit, break it in half, and hand one half to Li Changxiao.
Li Changxiao shook his head and laughed, and took the dry biscuit and ate it without hesitation.
The little boy named Zhang Tian was actually not opposed to Li Changxiao's arrival.
After spending a day together and getting to know each other, he saw Li Changxiao wearing white clothes and holding a long sword, and he looked very similar to the great knights that the storytellers in the town talked about.
So he guessed that Li Changxiao must have a lot of experience, so he begged him to tell him about the outside world.
Li Changxiao had a headache. After all, he was just a child. He had no choice but to pick out a few experiences in the mortal world, artistically processed them, and told them to the little boy.
In this way.
Two days passed quickly.
The heavy snow stopped.
The young men in the village got up early in the morning and shoveled the snow on the roadside.
Those who wanted to seek immortality got up early and dressed up, throwing handfuls of snow on their faces to make themselves look more energetic.
At about ten o'clock in the afternoon.
The immortal that Zhang Tian mentioned really came.
He was a middle-aged man, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk, and he really looked like an immortal.
Li Changxiao opened a window and saw the immortal's true body. He frowned and felt that he looked vaguely familiar.
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