Chapter 318 I Want My Followers to Be Immortal (Part 2)

This incident was a minor incident. Not everyone got up as early as Old Man Lin, so it didn't cause any sensation.

However, in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Jiang Huai used the Great Freedom Creation Art to transform a tall and vigorous willow tree.

As before, the breeze blew gently, the willow leaves swayed, and the crisp sound of wind chimes was heard. It was like a giant supporting the sky, spanning the mountains, and there was an invincible breath in the world...

The Supreme Realm, in the world of Covering the Sky, can be called the Great Emperor, and even more invincible. It is rare to see one born in ten thousand years. Although the condensed willow tree is not the original body, it still has a terrifying momentum.

Between the blooming and withering of flowers, another half a month passed quickly.

Life is still the same as usual. The people of Liu Village work at sunrise and rest at sunset, perfectly in line with the laws of nature.

The only difference is that there is a small figure on the stone steps that wind like a long dragon in the back mountain.

It is the old patriarch of the Tu tribe.

He is now over 90 years old. He may not be considered a big deal among high-level monks who have lived for tens of thousands of years, but if it is considered by ordinary people, he is already considered to be very old.

The old man's body is getting more and more hunched, and his face is getting more and more old. In previous years, he would plan many affairs of the village with Old Man Lin. In recent years, he has not had the energy to do so, but he likes to bask in the sun, often sitting for several hours.

At this time, several other old men of similar age as Old Man Lin would come over to sit for a while.

They had a vague premonition of something, and their faces were a little solemn. The old patriarch is not talented, and he has no intention to practice. Until now, he has not broken through the blood-moving realm, and his blood and qi have long been dried up.

The sun sets, and the old vines and trees are crowed.

The old patriarch lies on the armchair, his face is leisurely, kind and amiable.

"I really hope to hear my mother's advice again."

The old patriarch of the Tu tribe sighed.

"What? What did she say to you?" Old Man Lin opened his mouth. He felt that the old man this year spoke a little strangely, as if he was having a last breath, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"I don't know, I didn't hear it at the time!"

The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, but then his face showed a look of relief, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

"But it's okay, I will hear it soon, but I would like to ask the village chief to say to Lord Liu Shen that I am afraid I can't serve you anymore..."

The old patriarch's voice became softer and softer.

Then, his body gradually lost its movement.

"Old man, you went to bed too early today!" Old Man Lin sighed, his eyes a little wet.

Three days later.

The old patriarch of the Tu tribe was buried in the back mountain.

On the day of the funeral, several old friends of Old Man Lin who played well with him on weekdays cried bitterly.

They remembered this old friend and felt depressed about death at the same time.

Even the supreme being who is high above cannot be said to be immortal, let alone them?

In fact, the older people get, the more they fear death. After all, the world still makes people nostalgic. Although life itself is walking in the swamp, sooner or later it will be buried deep in the loess, but only by living can we see the prosperity of the world and have children and grandchildren. If you die, you can't see or hear anything. The years are endless, and you will eventually be completely forgotten by the world.

The most terrifying thing in this world is not death, but being forgotten, whether it is for the living or the dead. The loneliness caused by forgetting can be compared to the desolate and dark depths of the universe.

Jiang Huai saw all this, and suddenly a few ripples appeared in his heart that had not changed for a long time.

Even if he is immortal, even if he is invincible in the world, the people around him can't do it. They will eventually leave him one by one, just like Emperor Huang Tian. Looking back at the eternity, he can no longer see a familiar face. This feeling of loneliness is actually unbearable for any life.

He wanted his believers to have eternal life, and he wanted all the wishes of his believers to be fulfilled.

This is the path he wants to take.

It is not called enlightenment if one person has achieved the Tao, but if everyone has achieved the Tao, that is the real enlightenment.

"If possible, I wish all my believers to be immortal, and time cannot take away our souls. Even if the stars are withered and the universe is extinct, everyone in my Liu Village will be immortal!"

Jiang Huai's eyes became tough, and his eyes were extremely bright. Countless stars in them rose and fell, as if they were evolving the endless life of the universe...

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The water flows eastward, and the leaves fall to know the autumn.

In a flash, time passed day by day.

When the warm sunlight shines on the ground through the mottled reflections of the ancient trees in the mountains and forests, and the northwest wind in late autumn and early winter brings the fragrance of spiritual wheat, it is another cold winter solstice.

However, since the Utopia Formation and the primary spirit gathering formation, Liu Village has long become like spring all year round, and the temperature is always warm and suitable.

In particular, after Jiang Huai planted the seeds of the World Tree, the small mountain village was completely transformed, and the spiritual energy was abundant, even those immortal sects could not even compare.

From afar, the fairy mist was filled, the auspicious clouds were shrouded, and the purple air came from the east, attracting many auspicious beasts and birds to settle here, rushing from unknown distances, scrambling to make nests here.

This change was silent and inadvertent.

On the third day of winter, the first cold wind came on the vast land. Jiang Huai no longer planned to continue the transition, and prepared to issue a divine decree to announce the birth of Liu Village.

Now that he has reached the supreme realm, he can fight against the true immortals with all kinds of means. He is truly invincible and undefeated. He no longer needs to worry about those immortal sects deliberately targeting him and Liucun.

If anyone dares to disobey, he will just come out and destroy them. Jiang Huai is confident that he can sweep everything.

The supreme will is extremely powerful. It carries the will of the supreme and can be announced to all the heavens and worlds.

In a moment, the dazzling divine will turned into pure energy and rushed straight into the sky. Then, it hung above the sky like a long rainbow and a big sun. The mighty pressure was transmitted from the nine heavens, covering the nine heavens and ten earths, as if it had come to the ancient times, and the sky was roaring.

At this moment, the upper world was shocked and the universe was shocked.

Whether it was the immortal sect that had inherited endless years or the family forces that lived in a corner, they all fell into a long-lost shock.

Because it was too shocking, the Supreme Pardon Decree, the divine will, has not appeared for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, it was too dazzling, foreshadowing the birth of a new emperor.

Under the divine will like the sun, countless creatures gathered soon, including young men who had just entered the blood movement, and peerless strongmen who had already ascended to the position of heavenly gods.

But no matter which one, compared with the majestic divine will, they were all as small as ants and insignificant.

Everyone looked solemn, the breath of the Supreme Realm was too terrifying, it was just a will, but it actually caused the world to roar, making them unable to calm down for a long time.

"I'm afraid the sky is going to change!"

An old creature spoke, his voice full of shock, it was a Teng Snake, a pure-blooded creature, at this moment the divine fire was burning, inadvertently scorching the mountains, obviously his heart was extremely uneasy, staring closely at the brilliant light in the sky like a furnace.