Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 372: The world is united, the secret of the Master’s death!

This statement came out.

The fourth floor suddenly fell into silence, as if even the air had frozen.

The original tranquility suddenly disappeared, replaced by a deep silence.

Behind the bead curtain, Yu Ke felt two pairs of eyes slowly open, as if penetrating the curtain and falling directly on him.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and continued, "Xie Guan, I was fortunate enough to have a glimpse of the fairyland."

The old voice was filled with anxiety and expectation, and slowly asked: "What does the fairyland look like?"

"Is there an immortal? Is there an immortal who can fly across the sea of ​​clouds on a sword?"

"Is there really a fairy in the Moon Palace or the Toad Palace?"

Yu Ke hesitated for a moment, then calmly replied, "Xie Guan has never seen it."

The old voice suddenly paused, and murmured, "Is there no... immortal?"

There was a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Yu Ke suddenly chuckled, "Although Xie Guan has never seen the legendary immortal, he has seen all kinds of living beings."

The middle-aged man's voice sounded at the right time, with some doubt and curiosity.

"All kinds of beings?"

Yu Ke spoke slowly, his voice clear and firm:
"In this world, I see that all living beings select the virtuous and capable, and practice trust and harmony. Therefore, people not only love their own relatives and their own children, but also ensure that the elderly have a place to live, the strong have a place to work, and the young have a place to grow. The poor, the widowed, the orphaned, the lonely, and the disabled are all taken care of. Men have their share and women have their home."

At this point, his voice became clearer, penetrating the silence on the fourth floor.

"If goods are thrown away, they are not to be stored for oneself; if strength is not used, it is not to be used for oneself. Therefore, conspiracy will not arise, and theft, chaos and robbery will not occur."

“Everyone has his own plans and lives for himself.”

The voice is powerful and clear!

There was still silence on the fourth floor, as if even the breathing had become lighter.

The eyes behind the beaded curtain were still staring at him.

Yu Ke bowed slightly, and finally said in a deep voice:

"In this fairyland, the world is for all, and everyone is like a dragon."

The voice just fell.

A heartfelt laugh sounded, with some emotion and admiration: "Everyone is like a dragon?"

In this world, the "dragon" is the symbol of the emperor. If everyone is like a dragon, it means that everyone can be an emperor and everyone can control their own destiny.

The middle-aged man's voice was filled with genuine joy, as if some expectation in his heart had been answered, and his tone was full of relief: "It really is the fairyland."

Yu Ke naturally recognized that it was Mr. San's voice, and replied respectfully, "Xie Guan thinks so too."

The middle-aged man's voice sounded again, with a hint of appreciation and expectation in his tone.

"Xie Guan, you are very good."

"As for the matter of the Three True One Sect, the academy will guarantee it for you."

After a short pause, he asked again: "Xie Guan, are you willing to come to the academy?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Ke was slightly startled, although he knew from the hint of "Kunxu Ding" that this time there should be no danger.

But he never expected that the academy would invite him to join.

It’s a pleasant surprise!

Mr. San seemed to see his hesitation, and smiled slightly, saying in a gentle and firm tone: "You don't have to worry, the Daqi court will not embarrass you.

"From now on, no one will mention the matter of the Three True Ones again. Let it be forgotten."

"Go down."

Yu Ke nodded slowly. Since Mr. San could say this in front of Prime Minister Su, there was naturally no problem.

He bowed respectfully to Mr. San, but he did not forget Su Xiang.

Then he turned around and exited the fourth floor.

Xie Guan’s back gradually walked away and finally disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

With Yu Ke's departure, the fourth floor fell into silence again.

After a while!
Mr. San chuckled and broke the silence: “Wu Xin, you don’t seem very happy?
"Are you really disappointed with this 'immortal world'?"

The old man opposite shook his head slowly, with a look of melancholy.

"I can't say I'm disappointed, it's just... this is not the fairyland in my mind."

The old man changed the subject and jokingly said, "You accepted Xie Guan into the academy. Do you also want to accept a disciple on behalf of the master?"

Mr. San sighed softly, his tone filled with helplessness and heaviness: "The lineage of the academy has long been rotten in the world. Xie Guan is a clean and innocent person, and I can't bear to see him be contaminated by the cause and effect of this lineage. I just want to give him a quiet place to study and practice, at least... while I am still alive."

After he said this, his gaze slowly turned to Su Jing, with a deep meaning in his eyes.

Su Jing heard this and smiled faintly, his expression indifferent: "Brother, don't think too badly of me."

"A young man like Xie Guan, even if I just glance at him now, will make me feel happy like a clear moon and gentle breeze. But..."

He paused, his tone becoming a little colder, "As long as he doesn't block my way, we can live in peace. I walk my own path, and the people of the world walk their own paths. It has nothing to do with each other."

Mr. San frowned slightly, and his tone was filled with worry: "But your path... is too extreme. If you are the only one who succeeds, the world will probably fall into chaos for another thousand years."

Su Jing didn't care at all. He raised a faint smile and said calmly, "After I die, who cares about the floods?"

“I would rather let the world betray me than let the world betray me.”

Su Jing's voice was cold. "I am not the Three True Ones Lu Chen. The road to ascension is right under my feet. Why shouldn't I take it? For the sake of the so-called world, what good is a thousand years of fame? In the end, it's nothing but a handful of dry bones. I hope that everyone in the world is so 'righteous' and will make way for me."

Mr. San sighed, a look of misery appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of regret: "Wu Xin, when did you become like this?"

Su Jing smiled coldly, without any fluctuation in his eyes, and his tone was full of sarcasm and self-mockery: "Brother, I have been like this since I was a child."

"I am different from you - Second Senior Brother was born to be a cultivator, and you were born on a treasure mountain, with beautiful scenery everywhere."

"And I am nothing more than the son of a charcoal seller in a mean alley."

"Everything I have now was earned by working hard. You don't understand, and you will never understand."

The old man's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was a little more excited.

This was a scene that had never been seen in the Su family or even in the court.

The Prime Minister Su of the Great Qi would actually have such an expression.

"I'm sorry, brother."

On the fourth floor, there was silence again.

Mr. San lowered his head and stared at the paper in his hand. On it was written: "The immortal stroked my head and I received eternal life."

The tone between the lines was deep and distant. The more he read, the more he felt that the artistic conception was grand, as if it was beyond the mundane world and not written by the human world. He couldn't help but think of the "immortal world" that the young man had just described, and he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, Su Jing chuckled, with a hint of understanding in his tone:

"I know what you are thinking, brother. You are wondering why I let Xie Guan go."

He paused, his eyes slightly cold, and continued:

"The shocking array built by the master of Bian Jing just now attracted the so-called 'immortal'. The most outstanding person in today's banquet is Xie Guan."

Mr. San remained silent, but his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking.

Su Jing didn't take it seriously and continued, "But when I heard Xie Guan talking about the 'Immortal Realm' just now, I knew it wasn't him."

"He was just influenced by the master's knowledge and was bound by the principle of 'drawing a circle to make a prison'."

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, and his voice gradually became colder: "Sir, you have put cages in Da Qi, and have bound the people of the world tightly with the shackles of etiquette and morality."

"People in the world today are like cattle wearing collars, and have long forgotten what freedom is."

Mr. San looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about Su Jing's words.

He recalled Xie Guan's interpretation of the benevolent and ambitious people, and a ripple appeared in his heart: "There is no good or evil, the nature of the heart, and there is good and evil, the movement of the mind. Knowing good and evil is conscience, and doing good and avoiding evil is the study of things."

however!
Su Jing's way of looking at the world is completely different. He looks at everything in the world from a practical perspective, and regards people in the world as chess pieces on a chessboard. He believes that those who achieve great things must make choices. The "three-four dispute" back then was rooted in the fundamental differences in their studies.

Back then, when Su Jing was studying in the academy, he presented the "Thirteen Strategies for Taiping" to the Master.

This policy embodies his thoughts on maintaining national stability, one of which is "using war to support war", advocating the use of strict rules to divide people into different classes in order to maintain order.

However, these claims were too radical and were ultimately rejected by Confucius.

Su Jing advocated "practical knowledge" and believed that useless things should be discarded.

In his view, all people, things and events in the world can be used by me.

He pursues results without asking about the process, and even believes that it is not an exaggeration to get the right answer by using the wrong method.

In contrast, Mr. San advocated education and the use of Confucian etiquette and morality to benefit the people, hoping to change people's hearts in a subtle way and make the people of the world more positive.

The two gentlemen's academic fields were diametrically opposed, and the debate within the academy became increasingly fierce.

The disciples on both sides held different opinions and argued endlessly, and the gap between the third and fourth masters became increasingly wider.

The four teachers in the academy were close friends.

but!

The dispute over the path of learning and the way of the Tao ultimately stood between the two.

Mr. Two supports Mr. Three, and Mr. Big mediates.

At last!
The first master left Da Qi in anger, and the second master fell seriously ill.

The third and fourth gentlemen went their separate ways, one was trapped in the academy, and the other entered the court.

Of course, this is just speculation from outside the academy.

The old man suddenly mentioned something, his tone was somewhat heavy:

"How is Second Senior Brother doing recently? Your corpse...if a person lives too long, he will become like a god or demon. It's really scary."

"Two hundred years ago, the four of us worked together to kill the Master, but we were almost wiped out."

As soon as these words came out, Su Jing revealed a secret that was enough to shock the world - the four teachers of the academy had worked together to kill the Master.

Two hundred years ago, the Master did not go to the East China Sea to look for immortals, but was killed by four people.

The reason why the four gentlemen of the academy ended up like this was ultimately due to that incident.

Mr. San nodded, his expression solemn: "If you have time, go and see Second Senior Brother. He doesn't have much time left... "

He paused, and said in a low voice, "Master's corpse is really weird. If Second Senior Brother hadn't suppressed it with his own life, the corpse would have revived on its own and grown new limbs every Mid-Autumn Festival. Second Senior Brother has almost gone crazy in order to suppress Master's body. I'm afraid... he won't be able to hold on for a few more years."

Mr. San looked at Su Jing and said, "Wu Xin, and don't pay attention to Mr.'s corpse."

Su Jing said helplessly, "Brother, why are you guarding against me?"

"The master didn't die back then, he just escaped and his spirit left."

"Only a body is left. Sir may have cultivated to a realm above the ninth level of martial arts."

He paused, his voice gradually turned cold, with a bit of solemnity: "This body, fire can not burn, time can not decay, even if it is destroyed, it will grow again, and even can generate consciousness on its own. Such an existence is almost the same as a god or a demon. The four of us worked together back then, but we were unable to really kill the master. He will come back sooner or later, and his methods... you know. By then, I am afraid that we will be worse off dead than alive. Brother, why don't you join forces with me and seek a way out together?"

Mr. San shook his head, his expression calm, "It is a great sin for a disciple to kill his master. If that day ever comes, I will die a worthy death. I have no regrets."

Su Jing shook his head and laughed, his tone carrying a hint of sarcasm and helplessness: "No regrets? I, Su Jing, can't do that."

"The teacher taught the four of us. It seemed selfless, but in fact, we all had selfish motives."

"He always thought that the four of us were destined to ascend, and wanted to take away our luck and ascend."

"If we talk about who in this world is most eager to ascend, you, sir, should be the first."

"He has been wandering in the world for more than a thousand years like a ghost. The so-called immortality is nothing more than a cage for him."

He paused, his voice gradually becoming colder: "Besides, immortality is not immortality, it is just immortality. But how can immortals be immortal?"

"Sir has become a corpse-reincarnating immortal and has already escaped from the body five times. According to our calculations, he only has one last chance left. If he still fails to ascend this time, he will never be able to escape and will be trapped here forever."

Mr. San remained silent.

He already knew that although a Yuanshen cultivator who cultivated to the Yangshen realm could live for more than two hundred years, he would face a catastrophe every ten years, and only by liberating his corpse could he extend his life.

Su Jing asked leisurely, "Brother, the four of us worked together to kill the master. The eldest brother got his freedom, the second brother got the sword, and I got the master's corpse-reincarnation method."

At this point, he looked up at Mr. San with a sharp gaze, "But even now, I still don't know, Senior Brother, what exactly did you get?"

Above the fourth floor, the air froze instantly.

This is also the reason why Su Jing has been wary of Mr. San for a long time.

Mr. San remained silent, and in the dim light, his face was hidden in the shadows.

"What I have gained, I will know when my junior brother passes away one day."

Su Jing just smiled when he heard that.

"The four of us agreed that the Master's corpse qi has affected Da Qi for thousands of years. The eldest brother will go to Da Sui to prevent the Master from resurrecting in Da Sui."

"Second Brother, please guard the master's body."

"Brother, you suppress the academy, and I will guard Da Qi."

When the Master's body is transformed, the corpse qi will be dispersed to his descendants who are connected with him by cause and effect.

Everything in the world has its price, and nothing can be gained without reason.

Every sip and every bite is predestined. Everything in this world has its consequences, without any error.

(End of this chapter)