OBS Chapter 864 The Last Session
Chapter 864 The Last Session
The green mountains on both sides of Qulong River remain the same, and the clouds and mists are steaming. It is very elegant to ride a bamboo raft alone. Only the river and mountains remain the same, but the old man and the young man who used to row the boat for Li Changxiao have long turned into a handful of yellow earth.
The tomb could not be found.
Li Changxiao built a bamboo raft himself, holding a bamboo pole and gently paddling it, the raft floated down the river several feet away. Poling is hard work, but the money earned is hard-earned. The current in the river is unpredictable, and sometimes you get caught in a rapid, and if you are not careful, there is a risk of capsizing.
Li Changxiao saw that the old man was relaxed and happy. He could make the boat go faster or slower, and he would point west to the west and north to the north. He thought that the boatman was nothing special except that he was a little tired and suffered a lot.
Only when I tried it myself did I find out that there are many tricks.
There are no boatmen on the Qulong River. After the natural disaster, Lingtian was saved, but many people died in the sea. The population has dropped sharply. And because of isolation, it has not recovered yet. Many places are in a state of decay and ruin.
By then, the grass and trees will grow wildly, the mountains will be greener, the water will be more beautiful, and the scenery will be even more beautiful.
Li Changxiao looked at the scenery on both sides of the river, and his mentality was completely different. Thinking back to the past, when the spiritual energy had been exhausted for three hundred years, he went out of the mountains to seek revenge. It was from this Qulong River that he went north all the way to Lingtian City for revenge.
Now, after more than 700 years of seeking change...
Over the years, he had experienced so many things, so many things that he himself could hardly explain them all.
Immortal...it's over.
The monks...are all dead.
Li Changxiao witnessed the heyday of an era. It seemed that everything started from the Panlong Sect. He was demoted from a prince to a commoner, exiled 30,000 miles away... but he was still a mortal on the way. It was only after he entered the Panlong Sect that he gradually saw the vastness of the world and the brilliance of the cultivators.
There are thousands of immortals and gods in heaven.
For Li Changxiao, Panlong Sect was the beginning of his cultivation. He drifted down the river, threw away the bamboo pole, and lay alone in the bamboo raft, with the corners of his clothes soaked in the river and stained by the water. He was unaware. He didn't know what he was thinking, he just quietly watched everything passing by.
When passing by Panlong Sect, he just watched from afar and did not enter the ruins to explore.
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Seeking Change, January, 708th year.
Li Changxiao left Lingtian Banguo and boarded a large ship to arrive at the north bank. The north of Lingtian was originally a desert, but now the sea has turned into mulberry fields and the desert has turned into an oasis.
Going northwest. The former Buddhist city has become a Buddhist country. Today, a high-ranking monk sat on the Buddhist platform and preached the Dharma, with countless Buddhist disciples listening. The monk said, "It is said that those who are unkind as kings will suffer a terrible disaster."
He recounted the terrible flood a hundred years ago, and what he said was as if he had seen it with his own eyes. Li Changxiao watched from afar and saw that the Taoist monk had a handsome face. It turned out to be the fifth prince Li Tianyu. He had shaved his long hair and looked old. His life span was not long.
He recounted the past.
When the Buddha finished speaking, he suddenly said to the air beside him: "Since you are here, why not chat?" Li Changxiao asked Li Tianyu how he discovered him.
Li Tianyu smiled and said that since he started practicing Buddhism, his predictions have been very accurate. Perhaps it is because when a person is about to die, he can see things more clearly. That night, the two brothers had a small gathering. However, Li Tianyu had already entered Buddhism and could no longer drink alcohol privately.
At this small gathering, Li Changxiao was the only one drinking and eating alone.
On that day, there was a huge flood. Li Tianyu, the king of a country, had to flee for his life alone. He was heartbroken to see his father's country trampled on by others. He also felt that he was greedy for life and afraid of death, and was unworthy of being a human being. In such a difficult situation, he accidentally walked to the former Buddhist city.
From then on, I entered the temple and became a monk. I no longer cared about worldly matters. My fame, wealth, and pursuit of immortality and Taoism were all gone. I just recited Buddhist scriptures and talked about Buddhist principles every day... That was all.
The two of them were separated for one night. Li Changxiao sighed at the changes in the world, and he didn't know what it felt like. The next day, Li Tianyu saw Li Changxiao off.
Looking at Li Changxiao's receding figure, Li Tianyu murmured, "I have escaped from the sea of suffering, but you have not." He returned to the temple, silently chanted Buddhist scriptures, and did not ask any more questions.
Seeking Change August 708. Li Changxiao passed by a forest that was a lush fruit forest. He hesitated for a moment, but still secretly picked two fruits to quench his thirst.
Suddenly, there was a shouting, and a child was running towards them, pulling a hunting dog, cursing, "Fruit thief, fruit thief, don't run!" Li Changxiao laughed loudly and ran away.
The child couldn't catch up with him and became extremely discouraged. He stamped his feet and went back home in frustration.
...Seeking Change In October of the 708th year, Li Changxiao came to a small town. He vaguely remembered that this town was once called "Lang Town" and he had bought a lustful donkey in the town.
Only the town changed its name and surname, and no trace of the past could be found. Li Changxiao stayed overnight, but felt bored. He left Lang Town and headed north along the "Beiyuan River" where he used to walk.
Along the way, he met escorts and merchants. The people who came and went were rich and poor. They passed by each other and rarely crossed paths.
Seeking Change January 709.
It was snowing heavily that day.
The wind was blowing wildly in the mountains and fields, and the blizzard was so intense that it hurt people's faces, as if someone was whipping them.
Li Changxiao came to Laiqu Inn in the snowstorm. The roof and front yard of the inn were almost submerged in the snowstorm. No one had taken care of it for a long time and it looked desolate and dilapidated.
He pushed open the door. There was a creaking sound that pierced his eardrums. The seats inside were intact, but there was no one. The dust had accumulated so thickly that no one had been here for ten years... twenty years... thirty years... or even longer.
I vaguely remember.
When Li Changxiao participated in the Reform Conference for the first time, as soon as he opened the door, a charming woman stood behind the counter and called out "Young Master". There was a fireplace in the lobby, and the reformers sat together chatting and talking, and were very curious about the Reform Conference. Monks from all over the world introduced themselves to each other and got to know each other.
At that time, the spiritual energy was exhausted, but the desire for change was just beginning. Countless cultivators joined the journey from south to north. Along the way, all kinds of people were still vivid in my mind.
Li Changxiao sat alone in the guest inn. He went into the cellar and searched in the deepest part. He found half a jar of spring and winter plum wine and drank it alone in the dilapidated inn.
Good wine goes into the intestines as well as the heart.
“This is the last session.”
The last monks, the last conference for change.