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Chapter 841 I watched Taoism in one night, and got it

A tall building always has to be decayed. .

Mountains and rivers will always flow.

Thousands of years, the world changes... The earth turns into the ocean, the vast ocean turns into the land, and everything will change after endless years.

Xiang Banxian once said that when a carp goes upstairs.

Even though he did not cast spells, even if there was no such flood, many years later, there would be a scene of "carp going upstairs", but it would be a scene for countless years.

"The world changes..."

Qingyuan thought like this, looking at the ruins in the rivers and the remains of the bones in the ruins, silently speaking.

He had walked in Licheng, he had passed by these people, and even talked to them.

Nowadays, Licheng is in ruins, and those people are still broken.

I breathed out a long breath, even though Qingyuan was almost immortal and had experienced a lot, I couldn't help but sigh.

He walked along the Li River and came to the place where he crossed the river.

He once met an old man who chopped wood here.

Later, the old man died while the dragon was stirring up the wind and waves.

"How fragile is human life."

Qingyuan read a sentence for a long time and suddenly looked upstream.

...

An old man wearing a straw raincoat and a straw hat came from the upstream.

This is a fishing boat, that is a fisherman.

The old man hummed the song and sprinkled the fishing net.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound in the forest beside him, and another person came out, looking like a sixty-six-year-old, dressed simply, carrying a bundle of firewood on his back, and holding a short axe in his hand.

"Old friend."

When the old woodcutter saw the fishing boat, he felt happy, shook his hand, and shouted loudly: "I haven't seen it for many days, I'm really worried."

The old fisherman also looked happy and drove the boat to the dock, saying, "Come up and drink."

...

Kiyohara frowned slightly.

He walked up the river, hiding his body, and only watched from the side.

The fisherman and the woodcutter are obviously old acquaintances, and they are not young, and they seem to have a good relationship.

Qing originally glanced at it and was about to leave, but he suddenly felt a little touched in his heart and watched quietly.

...

"I saw you here for ten days and a half moon. I came here to collect firewood. I never saw Brother Zhang sailing a boat. I was very worried about it."

The woodcutter breathed a sigh of relief, and his worries dissipated between his eyebrows, and said, "I was thinking that in two days, I will go to your house to see what happened. Fortunately, I saw my brother today, and I went to this worry."

The old fisherman sighed and said, "I am old and I can't help but feel sick. Brother Li, you don't know that a few days ago, the old brother almost lost his life. After raising these days, he recovered."

When the woodcutter heard this, his eyebrows and eyes dimmed a little, and he said, "Looking back then, you and me are the only ones left?"

"Yes." The old fisherman nodded and sighed: "People have life and death. Those old friends passed away one by one. You and I are not as old as this year. I am afraid they will not meet you a few times."

The old woodcutter drank some wine and seemed to be depressed.

A person's life, whether it is exciting or dull, will eventually be returned to dust.

Even if I live longer, I just watch my old friends leave first, endure loneliness alone for a few years, and then look at the world without old age, waiting for the day when my life ends.

"Not mentioning these..."

The old fisherman shook his head and smiled and said, "Speaking of all, my age is a few years older than the time when the Ge Xiang of Shu passed away. However, the fisherman is still alive longer than the Ge Xiang of the Fish."

When the old woodcutter heard this, he laughed out loud and said, "Brother said, "A man has lived for decades, as long as he drinks happily now, what should he do? What does he do? What is his Ge Xiang, and General Jiang, all the dust returns to the dust, and the soil returns to the soil... Throughout history, aren't big people and small people going to die?"

The two of them drank to each other, and the joy was loud and loud.

...

Qingyuan's eyebrows were furrowed, revealing a deep thought.

Although these two people are not considered to be very talented people, what they see and feel is much higher than that of ordinary people in the world.

Qingyuan's face changed for a moment, and she bowed to the two of them.

The Licheng's transformation into the Li River is a change of world and a change in the way of heaven.

However, the two of them made Qingyuan look deeper into the vicissitudes of humanity.

"The years go by, the world changes."

Qingyuan stood on the top of the world, looked down at this world, and saw endless changes.

Life is only decades. No matter whether you are the priest of the nineteenth century or the ordinary people, no matter whether your life is exciting, exciting, or hot, or mediocre, in the end, it will go out with the death of the people and return to the dust.

What are the titles of the Golden List and what are the successes, they are all empty.

I want Ge Xiang to govern the world, Jiang Baijian's lifelong military service, Guo Zhongkan and Chen Zhiyun and other characters to achieve success, and in the end, they will be dry bones, and everything will be like floating clouds.

Thousands of years later, no matter what person you are, no matter what king, prince, general, minister, peddler, or pawn, you will be a handful of loess... No matter how much you have accomplished for the ages, it will be just empty talk. As time goes by, it will fade and disperse.

When there is no such person in the world, everything is washed away by the years.

Even a dead bone will turn into dust in the years.

"Look at the rise and fall of human nature, and realize the impermanence of heaven."

Kiyohara whispered: "Only immortality is the only one."

After thousands of years in the world, everything now is gone, all living beings are dead, and all reputations will be forgotten.

Everything in the world, right and wrong, success and failure, becomes empty.

So what if the emperor is supreme, so what if the person is extremely powerful, so what if the person is rich and noble... but it's all empty talk.

Even Ge Xiang, Jiang Baijian, and the entire Shu Kingdom have become the topics of conversation nowadays when drinking and laughing with fishermen and woodcutters.

Many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes.

Only those who are immortals will live forever.

"May I still be there in the world after thousands of years."

Qingyuan said this, and his mind couldn't help but sink into his body.

...

Inside the ancestral acupoint between the eyebrows.

Misty mist,

The bright moon shines brightly.

But under the six bright moons, the light was clear, shining on the Nine-Level Jade Tower.

The ninth floor is in the Shuiyue Tower.

There is nothing here, only a pool in the middle reflecting the bright moon above.

The Qingyuan Yang Spirit manifested, sat cross-legged by the pool, and watched quietly.

The reflection of the bright moon in the pool is the illusory Taoist fruit.

So, the six bright moons above are the real immortal Taoist fruit?

Kiyohara looked like this.

He monitored the world, watched various games between Liang, Shu, and Yuan and Meng, watched court battles, battlefield fighting, market situations, and humanitarian changes.

He has cultivated this state, watched the secrets of heaven, observed the time of heaven, and knew that the way of heaven was impermanent.

This time, I stepped out of the Cave Heaven and Blessings, saw the destruction of Shu Kingdom, saw Jiang Baijian's defeated generals, saw the changes in the world... I also saw the events of Lijiang River, the world changed, and the years were ruthless.

This feeling made him unable to control himself and took this step.

"Bright moon..."

Qingyuan Yang Shen leaned forward and reached into the water.

He held his palm upwards, under the reflection of the bright moon, and lifted it upwards.

The water flows into the palm of your hand.

The sound of water is clear and ripples are rippling.

I saw him lifting a bright moon from the water.

The moonlight is soft and bright and white.

After watching the Tao overnight, I got it!
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