NCCnovel Chapter 163: Longevity Seed, Meeting an Old Friend
Chapter 163: Longevity Seed, Meeting an Old Friend
Li Changxiao naturally knew all of this, but he had no habit of interrupting and just listened quietly to what the woman had to say.
Yu Lanyue told him that the Jihua Sect and the Huochi Sect had reached the point of a fight to the death. When disciples of the two sects met, there was a 30% chance that they would fight each other, a 30% chance that they would pretend not to see anything, another 30% chance that they would silently note down the plan and wait for the right opportunity to take action, and a 10% chance that they would shake hands and make peace.
Even when the spiritual energy was exhausted, this was the case. One can imagine how deep the hatred between the two was.
Yu Lanyue set out from Baiyu and headed for the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. She had already prepared herself for encountering the Huochi Clan on the way, being attacked, or even dying. However, the first half of the journey went very smoothly, and there was no danger until the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference ended.
To be safe, after the conference, she did not return the same way, but took another route. After struggling for more than a year, she still attracted the strong men of the Huochi Sect to hunt her down.
Afterwards, he fled to this place and met Li Changxiao. In desperation, he sought help from all kinds of doctors. He said it was good luck, but in fact it was also related to his natural intuition.
When a monk meets another monk, he can get a rough idea of what kind of person he is based on his past experience. The so-called "probably" does not refer to a specific realm or level of cultivation, but a certain subconscious mind: the subconscious mind that one will not be surprised when the other party displays extraordinary means or displays superb skills.
Of course, if someone is bold, they can further analyze based on experience and judge the person's cultivation level.
However, this method of judgment is ultimately based on the human eye, and the accuracy rate varies from person to person, and the probability of failure is quite high.
Yu Lanyue was pale and injured, and followed the white-robed swordsman quietly. The disciple of the Huochi Sect who was following him secretly gave up after following him for a while.
Yu Lanyue breathed a sigh of relief and solemnly thanked the swordsman. The reward she had promised before must naturally be fulfilled. She hesitated for a moment and took out a seed from her arms.
She told the swordsman that the flower was the seed of the longevity flower, which blooms once every seven years and bears fruit once every seven years. The longevity flower bears longevity fruit, which is extremely mysterious and can extend one's life by four to ten years even in today's world.
And... there is a 30% chance of dropping a longevity seed, which can be replanted.
She also got it by chance, and if she hadn't really had no other choice, she would never have been willing to give it out.
The swordsman looked at the longevity seed meaningfully, thought for a moment, and finally took the seed.
This thing is valuable if you say it is expensive, but it is not valuable either if you say it is not expensive.
Fourteen years of growth period, but only four to ten years of life span, is almost useless to Li Changxiao. The reason why he did not let Yu Lanyue exchange it for a thank you gift is because he has other considerations.
However, from Lan Yue's perspective, although it was painful, it was a fair deal.
She hesitated for a moment and then made a plea, asking the swordsman she met halfway to stay with her for a while, and the swordsman agreed.
In a flash, another ten days passed.
Parting time.
Yu Lanyue suddenly thought of something and asked curiously, "Daoyou, are you acquainted with my uncle Zhou Qingyu? But why have I never heard of your name?"
"We know each other, but our relationship isn't very good." Li Changxiao said this, then he led the donkey and left without looking back.
His thoughts went back to the past.
When he was at the peak of foundation building, he suffered from lack of resources and was unable to form a pill.
At that time, he received a secret news that Elder Zhou Qingyu of Jihua Sect was secretly recruiting assassins in his personal name, so he went.
Yu Lanyue was stunned for a moment, watching the figure gradually disappear into the distance, then she withdrew her gaze, turned around and left.
"My beautiful lady, let's go see the sea." The swordsman patted the donkey's head and said casually.
……
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Three years of seeking change.
Early February.
evening.
With the guidance of the fisherman, the man and the donkey found the most beautiful spot to view the sea, where the water and the sky merged into one color and the setting sun was as red as blood, setting little by little.
Some fishermen returned by boat.
Three years’ journey.
The little donkey has grown a lot, but the things he imagined, such as running wildly on the beach and diving into the sea to play with fish, did not happen.
Just sit by the sea and watch quietly.
The sea breeze blows.
Maybe it felt too quiet.
Li Changxiao looked at the little donkey and said jokingly, "Didn't you say you wanted to go into the sea to catch a dragon?" The little donkey shook his head, snored a few times, and said it was fine to sit like this. The swordsman was surprised to hear this, and then smiled slightly, "Yes, it's not a little donkey anymore, it's a big donkey now."
I have grown up.
"Beautiful lady, let's go."
The setting sun gradually faded away.
The swordsman stood up and brushed off the sand and gravel on his body.
The big donkey nudged the swordsman with its head, wanting him to ride on it. The swordsman, who wanted to give it a half-day break, had no choice but to ride on it.
One man and one donkey, returning along the same route.
……
Eight years of seeking change.
Return to Lingtianzhou.
The swordsman rode his donkey southward, feeling sad. He had a hundred taels of gold on him when he left, but was penniless when he returned. He was so miserable that he didn't even have money to buy wine.
One day.
They passed a mountain. The mountain was not very high and the scenery was not beautiful, but the swordsman felt it looked familiar and could remember its name: Laopan Mountain.
Maybe it was destiny, or maybe it was just coincidence.
He remembered that there was an eight or nine-year-old child who made a joking agreement with him here. After drinking some cool wine, the swordsman climbed to the top of the mountain. The moon was already bright. He drank and admired the moon, planning to wait here for a night. If the child wanted to see him again and listen to the interesting stories of the past few years, he would come up. If not, he would not bother him anymore.
……
At the foot of Laopan Mountain, there lived a family named Zhang Tian.
He is a cripple.
He lost his parents at a young age and barely survived with the help of his neighbors. He finally grew up, got married, and lived a stable life. However, the Lingtian Dynasty suddenly fell apart.
Wars were frequent, taxes were heavy, and life became harder and harder. He was so worried that his hair turned white. His wife gave birth to a son for him. The family worked hard, getting up early and going to bed late, and barely managed to avoid starvation.
When he was middle-aged, he was drafted into the battlefield, and his son, who had just reached adulthood, could not escape either. Father and son fought in the battlefield, one died and the other was injured, and he became lame in one leg.
When he returned to his hometown, his wife had become sick with longing for him and her hair had turned white. The day after they met, she breathed her last silently.
Zhang Tian, who had a lame leg, finished his work for the day. His neighbors all thought he was a poor man, but they all pointed fingers at him behind his back.
Zhang Tian went to bed early today.
He always had a doubt in his mind.
It is one of the few things he is willing to recall and ponder, and it carries a hint of romance.
That day when it was snowing heavily, a swordsman in white knocked on the door and told me some interesting stories about the martial arts world.
Is he really an immortal?
Whether it is or not, it doesn’t matter.
When Zhang Tian recalled the past, it was mostly filled with suffering and unbearable things, but he was always accompanied by beautiful dreams at night. That experience was just about meeting a person and saying some words, but it added a lot of color to his life.
He quickly fell asleep.
But I had a strange dream.
He woke up from his dream, picked up the candle from the wooden table, hurriedly lit it with a flint, and with the help of the faint light, he went up the mountain road of Laopanshan.
As he approached the top of the mountain, he saw a swordsman in white, drinking under the moon. He suddenly turned around, and the breeze blew his long hair flying, making him look very handsome. He sighed and said, "You have grown so big."
(I wonder if you still remember Zhang Tian.)
(For the change chapter, the time span will be quite large, because this is the only way to reflect the changes. I will also adjust the writing style appropriately according to everyone's wishes.)
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