Chapter 173

"Li Xiansheng only injures and does not kill. Isn't your hand too light? After all, you don't want to hurt anyone's life, but others want your life!"

The young Daoist in the green robe looked at the large number of Imperial Guards gathering in one place in the palace, taking a defensive posture, and said with a smile:

"If this Daoist were the number one person under heaven, I would definitely burn this palace to the ground and let the world see that the so-called lonely and widowed tyrant is no different from... grass and mustard."

Wang Yixing and Ji Ruofeng's expressions froze, not expecting someone to say such murderous words.

"Your unscrupulous arrogance reminds me of what I looked like when I was young."

Li Changsheng laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, if it weren't for the fact that the Beili royal family Xiao clan has deep origins with me, I might have really started a massacre, rather than just a little intimidation."

The young Daoist in the green robe said leisurely:

"Therefore, in this Daoist's view, Li Xiansheng has too many worries, and his worldly aura is too strong. The name of an immortal is not worthy of the reality; it is still my nickname of 'Little Immortal' that is well-deserved."

"What a little Daoist who likes to boast and be arrogant. If you live to my age, I suppose you won't think so." Li Changsheng laughed.

The young Daoist in the green robe shook his head:

"Li Xiansheng has lived in the mortal world for a long time, why don't you understand this truth? The ghosts and monsters in the world are not afraid of heaven or earth; they are only afraid of people who are too different from them."

"So if you are too bad, they will destroy people; if you are too cowardly, they will step on you; and if you are too good or too strong, they will not be at ease, and they will suppress you and alienate you."

"Only when you are about the same as them will they accept you with peace of mind."

"If you put it that way, the most free and unfettered way to live in the world is for those who know how to disguise themselves as others." Li Changsheng's eyes deepened, and he said:

"You can enter the Free and Unfettered Heavenly Realm but choose not to, taking pleasure in brewing wine and divining fortunes. Is it because you feel that the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind?"

Zhuang Buran smiled and asked back:

"Does Li Xiansheng want to hear lies, or does he want to hear the truth?"

"Anyway, since I'm idle, I can listen to both."

"The lie is that I am afraid that people in the world will know about my peerless talent and come to trample Wangcheng Mountain and tear me into five pieces."

"The truth is that this Daoist has no great ambitions and only wants to sit before the flowers when sober and sleep under the flowers when drunk. What does the world have to do with me?"

After Li Changsheng finished listening, he was silent for a short time and said:

"The top-level way of living in the world is to observe emptiness and reflect on oneself, that is, to enter the red dust while the heart is outside the world, not to be confused by appearances, to understand the impermanence and changes of things, just like flowing water does not cling to the old riverbed, and the clear breeze does not cling to yesterday's forest."

"I increasingly feel that once you want to, you can enter Divine Wandering in one step."

"Hehe, Li Xiansheng also missed one sentence. The most painful 'cutting off and letting go' in the human world is the 'Love Tribulation' cutting off delusions."

The young Daoist in the green robe smiled faintly:

"The reason you don't say it, could it be that the dignified number one person under heaven, whose martial arts realm has already reached the Great Divine Wandering Mysterious Realm and can be called an Earth Immortal, cannot pass the Love Tribulation?"

When Li Changsheng heard this, he looked at Wang Yixing, who had a strange expression:

"Quickly take this annoying little Daoist back to Wangcheng Mountain and let Lv Suzhen discipline him strictly."

After speaking, he waved his sleeves, and all three were blown away by a wind, disappearing without a trace.

Five days later.

On the banks of the Yishui River outside Tianqi City, two Daoists, one big and one small, stood side by side.

Only to see the white poplars and green fields on both sides of the Yishui River, the scenery like a painting, the lake like a mirror, and the blue waves rippling, so beautiful that it did not seem like the human world.

"Haizhen, we have been waiting here, is it for the last of the three shows?"

"Calculating the time, Li Changsheng is about to run away. Ji Ruofeng, in order to pursue the answer he wants, is afraid he will chase him without letting go."

The young Daoist in the green robe looked into the distance and saw the celestial phenomena changing in the distance, with ten thousand stick shadows and sharp sword light colliding fiercely.

In a few breaths, the stick shadows and sword light separated, and two figures appeared not far from the banks of the Yishui River.

A masked person holding a long stick was none other than Ji Ruofeng, and the other, with handsome features and a noble aura between his brows, was Li Changsheng's seventh disciple, the Tianqi Langya Prince, the ninth prince of the Xiao clan, Xiao Ruofeng.

At the same time, Baili Dongjun swept over and landed beside Xiao Ruofeng, looking at Ji Ruofeng as if facing a great enemy.

The three glanced slightly, and a ripple of emotion rose in their eyes.

"Little Zhenren Zhao, it seems you calculated again that I would go to Li Changsheng to ask for an answer for the sake of the answer in my heart." Ji Ruofeng said calmly.

"Clearly you have already determined what you think in your heart, yet you insist on coming to ask for an answer. Don't you also feel that no matter what you do, Li Xiansheng will not be cruel to you."

After the young Daoist in the green robe finished speaking, the white-clothed and white-haired Li Changsheng landed on the Yishui River like an ethereal immortal and reached out to beckon, and the Unstained Dust in Baili Dongjun's hand left his hand.

He held the sword and looked at Ji Ruofeng:

"Your strength, among those under thirty in the world, except for this little monster born in the Free and Unfettered Heavenly Realm, can be called invincible. Among those over thirty, there are no more than ten people who can defeat you, and no more than three who can kill you."

"These three must include me. I will not kill you, and I will give you the answer you want."

Li Changsheng slashed casually, splitting the mask on Ji Ruofeng's face into two, revealing a beautiful face like jade.

His features were even somewhat similar to Li Changsheng's, which made Wang Yixing, Baili Dongjun, and Xiao Ruofeng stare in astonishment.

"The water of the Great River comes from the heavens!"

Li Changsheng shouted, and the vast Yishui River set off towering waves. Such inhuman power, a scene like a miracle, made the three people except for the young Daoist in the green robe unable to hide the shock on their faces.

"I have been in the Jianghu for thirty years, and the one who shocked the world in the name of the academy is me!"

"Sixty years ago, the Cold and Warm Twin Swords, winning a great victory against Wei Zhangshu of the Famous Sword Villa in one battle, the one known as the Kunlun Sword Immortal, is me!"

"Ninety years ago, in plain clothes and with a broken sword, the one who cut off the disaster of the Demon Sect in the east, is also me!"

"One hundred and twenty years ago, the one who drank, slept, and created the Poetry Sword Art with the Poet Immortal, is still me!"

"And what you want to know most, one hundred and fifty years ago, the one who founded the Baixiao Hall with his own strength, was the earliest me!"

"The immortal stroked my head, and I received longevity. I am now one hundred and eighty years old, your old ancestor. Is it too presumptuous for you to use a stick against your ancestor?"

The long sword in Li Changsheng's hand shook lightly, and the towering waves slowly fell. His face returned to youth at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he stepped onto the shore step by step, finally turning into a young man of sixteen or seventeen.

In this way, he and Ji Ruofeng were already 70-80% similar in appearance.

A strange light appeared in the eyes of the young Daoist in the green robe:

"In ancient times, there was a Great Camellia, with eight thousand years as spring and eight thousand years as autumn. This is the 'Great Camellia Technique'. After mastering this technique, although it can make people live forever, every thirty years, one needs to dissipate all cultivation once, and then re-practice to restore power."

"Interesting, this technique builds a foundation with the art of medicine and stones, as if treating the human body as a great medicine, and then repeatedly tempering it with one's own and heaven and earth's land. In this way, one gains longevity and peerless power. It is indeed a not-bad martial art."

Li Changsheng's heart shook inexplicably:

"If I unload this technique, I have no way to re-practice it, simply because the sect that helped me master this technique has already vanished into smoke. Little Daoist, don't tell me you have already understood the essence and can master this technique?"

"Li Xiansheng, you actually still have the mood to ask this Daoist such an unimportant question. Now I'm afraid you don't even have the strength to lift your feet. Why don't you let your disciples and descendants come over to support you."

The young Daoist in the green robe suddenly smiled and waved his sleeves. A gust of wind actually easily caused Li Changsheng, who had just been like a peerless immortal, to fall flat on his back.

"You little Daoist, your heart is small enough!"

(End of chapter)