amaotonovel Chapter 800: The Extinction of Monks
Chapter 800: The Extinction of Monks
Every night, Li Changxiao would rebuild the mausoleum in his dreams. Because the mausoleum in his dreams covered the entire Dayu, the workload was so huge that it took Li Changxiao several months to complete it.
During this period, he made many interesting discoveries. He found the magic weapon of the God of Dreams, "The Dream Thread", which was abandoned in Dayu. He returned to the mausoleum again.
He took it out and held it in his hand. It was a bundle of azure blue silk threads. It could connect to dreams. But now it seemed that it had no other use except that it was more flexible than ordinary iron wire.
If you throw it into the dream space and don’t nurture it for a few years, I’m afraid it will be difficult to recover.
Seven hundred and one years of seeking change.
Li Changxiao left Dayu quietly. He first traveled around the countries surrounding Dayu and saw that under the influence of Dayu, the surrounding countries were stable and prosperous, and the Tianji Dao was flourishing. Moreover, Dayu had a vast territory, like a magic needle that stabilized the sea. As long as it wanted to be stable, the surrounding countries would not dare to provoke war without authorization.
With one country balancing dozens of small countries, the area affected by its national prestige is far more vast than the territory of the country. But if you go further, you can see that there are constant wars and occasional frictions between countries.
After all, the reduction of land is inevitable. After the return of Dayu, there are laws specifically for measuring land, so as to solve the problem peacefully.
Li Changxiao passed by a battlefield and saw soldiers from both countries fighting fiercely, threatening to sacrifice their lives. In fact, it is extremely difficult to tell the "right or wrong" in such disputes, but it is inevitable. Every time Li Changxiao saw it, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, thinking that it would be better if the kings in this world were treated as a joke. In that way, every time he passed by a place, he would pull the king into the dream space.
Let the king decide the winner by playing finger-guessing in the dream space. In this way, there is no need to fight each other endlessly. He sighed heavily and walked through the battlefield alone.
The fighting was intense on the battlefield, and no one noticed the white clothes passing by. Not long after, Li Changxiao left the battlefield filled with yellow smoke and walked away alone.
In order to merge, Li Changxiao had been sleeping for more than a hundred years. Although he had wandered around Dayu for a long time and spent energy to rebuild a larger and more solid dream mausoleum, it was still not the end of the current situation of Fuyao Tianxia.
Dayu is located in Xuanyu. If Li Changxiao wants to end it, he needs to go north along the road and take in all the scenery along the way. After walking more than a hundred miles, he came to a high mountain.
Inside, a cave was found. On the cave, the three characters "Ziqiong Cave" were written. Li Changxiao went into the cave to check. The cave was ten feet long and five feet wide. There were wooden chairs, wooden tables, and wooden shelves inside. The layout was very elegant and in line with Feng Shui theory. As soon as he entered the cave, he felt relieved and it was very suitable for living.
In the center of the cave, there was a cushion. On it sat a skeleton. Li Changxiao walked closer and took a look, and immediately knew the origin of the skeleton. There was once a "Ziqiong Fairy" in Fuyao World, and the cave she lived in was called "Ziqiong Cave".
This immortal was so graceful and charming that he had countless admirers. Unfortunately, his spiritual energy dried up and he died alone in this deserted cave.
Li Changxiao flipped through the books in the cave. He learned more about the life story of the fairy Ziqiong. She had gone to the South China Sea, but was suddenly besieged by mermaids. Although she was lucky enough not to die, she also exhausted 99% of her spiritual energy.
Feeling disheartened, he left the South Sea and Xuanyu. Passing by this mountain range, he suddenly saw a nice view. So he used the last bit of his spiritual energy to carve out a cave and live out his remaining years in it.
After seeking change for 695 years, he passed away in a cave.
Li Changxiao sighed. How heroic it was for the immortals to fill the sea, but more monks died in the silence. Li Changxiao had walked all the way here, but he had not seen a single monk.
I didn't see a familiar face.
This Ziqiong Immortal once traveled the world with unrivaled elegance and grace, but in her old age, she could not take care of herself and looked emaciated. I wonder how she, who had experienced so much, felt before she died, watching herself die like this.
Li Changxiao didn't want to speculate too much, so he restored everything and left the cave without taking away a piece of dust. He walked more than 70 miles and passed by a big city. He heard that a long-lived landlord died today.
Li Changxiao went over to take a look and discovered that the landlord was someone he recognized. He was an old ancestor of the combined body who had once rushed to the South China Sea, the Old Ancestor of the Angry Sea.
After his spiritual energy was exhausted, he left alone and faded out of people's sight. I never thought that I would become a landlord here. Li Changxiao thought of the life story of the wrathful old ancestor and suddenly understood.
This is the White Region, where the Nuhai Patriarch was also born. It is said that he was born as a cowherd, but because he was dissatisfied with the exploitation of the landlord, he became a bandit. By chance, he was able to join the immortal sect, revealing his talent, and from then on, he rose to prominence and could not be stopped.
Who would have thought that such a great man, before his death, was still thinking about "returning to his roots", returning to his ancestral land and becoming the landlord he once hated. Although Nuhai Patriarch was extremely glorious during his lifetime, he was respected by countless monks.
But after his death, it was his descendants who took care of his affairs. A grand wedding and funeral banquet was held, with as many as 60 tables. It can be said to be extremely lavish.
The only drawback was that no monks attended the banquet, and the neighbors and villagers who attended the banquet just treated it as a memorial service for an ordinary and long-lived landlord, nothing more.
They didn't know how glorious and splendid this ordinary and long-lived landlord was in his lifetime. During the banquet, people came and went. Li Changxiao thought that this old senior had indeed contributed a lot to the world. If he had lived a miserable life, he would only want to save himself. He would still be alive and well now. Even if it was another hundred or two hundred years later, he would still be alive and well.
But he took the initiative to fight against the mermaids.
After his death, there should have been a banquet with 100,000 immortals coming from all directions to see him off, with colorful clouds, flying cranes, and a grand ceremony, which should have shocked the world. But all the immortals were dead and could no longer attend the banquet. The only cultivator who could participate in the banquet was Li Changxiao.
Li Changxiao finally managed to grab a wine glass and filled it with wine. On behalf of the immortals who could not come, he toasted to the wrathful sea ancestor.
He drank it in one gulp. The drink was very spicy and irritating to the stomach.
There is one less monk in the world.