Strange Stories

Chapter 483 Immortal Life
The white clouds carried the immortal and flew back leisurely.

It's just that the immortal's robe was torn and his body was bruised, which damaged his calm and composed image, but made him look more stern and resolute in slaying demons and defending the way. Beside him was a white fox, as big as a cat, which sat calmly on the clouds, licking its paws and the messy fur on its chest.

When flying over the South Mountain, wind and clouds suddenly appeared in the sky again.

The chaotic and violent wind made the sky a mess, and the white-gray clouds gradually gathered into ink-black, giving an oppressive feeling of an approaching thunderstorm.

"Rumble..."

There was really lightning flashing in the clouds.

"Ok?"

The man and the fox stopped and looked up at the sky.

The sky seemed like a bottomless abyss. No one knew what was hidden behind the dark clouds. It seemed as if someone was looking at them.

This thundercloud came unusually.

It does seem a bit like the wrath of the Nine Heavens.

Did a priest return to the Ninth Heaven to report the news of the defeat and death of the Holy Protector, causing the Heavenly Elder to be enraged and lose his temper?

Is it the decree from Tianweng or another True Lord?
If it was any other true god or spirit, Lin Jue would not be afraid. But if Tianweng personally issued an order to cast a spell, wouldn't that escalate the fight to the level of an emperor?
"Humph!"

White clouds slowly descended.

A man and a fox landed on the top of Nanshan Mountain, took out the Wind and Thunder Seal, and stared at the sky. They were ready to respond and to escape from Nanshan Mountain. They shouted at the same time:

"The Holy Lord has committed many sins, so I killed him. As gods, you guys don't take this as a warning. Are you going to make the same mistake over and over again?"

"Rumble..."

There was a deafening thunder in the sky and lightning dragons dancing wildly.

But no thunder ever fell.

After a while, the thunder gradually became smaller, the strong wind slowly died down, and the twisted and struggling arc of electricity became weaker and weaker. The thundercloud in the sky dispersed as abruptly as it had gathered.

"It's gone!"

The fox withdrew his gaze, tilted his head and said to Lin Jue.

"Um……"

Lin Jue's heart gradually calmed down.

Perhaps Tianweng did not want to make more enemies at this time, or perhaps he still had some sense of divine respect and felt that he was in the wrong, so he put out his anger and dispersed the wind and thunder.

After the ancient times, in all the battles between gods, it has never been heard that the Emperor Tianweng personally fought. In ancient times, it was also rare to hear that it was all the subordinates who fought, and the victory and defeat were decided but not life and death. In fact, the competition was about who could better conform to the will of the people. The winner would take the central position of the Nine Heavens and enjoy the incense of the world, and the loser would voluntarily retreat and be gradually worn away by the slowly decreasing incense and faith.

Therefore, even an ancient emperor like the Qing Emperor still exists today and will not be destroyed.

Anyway, the matter is over, at least for now.

As long as Tianweng does not turn defeat into victory, it will probably remain like this.

In fact, the Holy Protector is more powerful than Lin Jue thought.

These True Lords can sit in the position of True Lord, it seems that no matter how incompetent they are, they have their own unique qualities.

Lin Juesheng also put in a lot of effort.

However, one of the four guardian saints under Tian Weng has died in battle, leaving three. The four true monarchs are unable to cope with the offensive from the north and south, so how can the remaining three protect the way? Moreover, the defeat and death of the guardian saint is big news, which obviously has symbolic meaning and may be the beginning of the collapse of the Tian Weng faction.

Lin Jue rode the cloud for a while and saw Taoist Jiang.

It was a small hill some distance away from Shiding City. A simple thatched pavilion was built on the top of the hill, from which one could overlook Shiding City. Taoist Jiang sat cross-legged here.

Seeing the Taoist coming on a cloud, she turned her gaze away from the Stonetop City in the distance:
"Fellow Daoist, where did the wind and thunder just now come from?"

"I don't know either."

"Yes. Maybe the Heavenly Weng is furious and has stirred up thunder and lightning." Daoist Jiang retracted his gaze. "He won't attack. If he does, he will disappear after this battle. Daoist friend, be careful."

"how about you?"

"Me?" Daoist Jiang looked him in the eye. "My mission is to spread the incense for the Great Emperor and the God in Qinzhou during the Taiping period. Now that Qinzhou is at peace, my mission is also completed."

She pointed to the Stonetop City in the distance.

"Without the intervention of the gods, this city will soon be breached, and then the Yue King's army will march straight in and conquer Qinzhou. At that time, the Great Jiang Dynasty will be over, and the rest will be the struggle between the north and the south. That is no longer something I can help with. Even if it is to stabilize the incense of the Great Emperor in Qinzhou, it is the job of other Taoist priests in Zhenjian Palace."

"Are you going back to heaven?"

"I have completed my practice." Daoist Master Jiang said, and then asked him, "Daoyou, have you found your own cave for cultivation?"

"Deep in Maple Mountain."

"I will definitely come to visit you then."

Taoist Jiang turned his head and continued to look at the Stonetop City: "When heaven and earth fight, how many lives have been turned into scorched earth."

Lin Jue also turned to look.

The view passes through several green mountains and the Stone Top City is right in front of us.

The first soldier has already climbed onto the city wall.

The troops in the rear continued to advance.

The defending troops panicked and retreated.

When I came to my senses, Master Jiang beside me was still sitting cross-legged. Her whole body was still as white as if she was in full makeup and seemed to be glowing. But the difference from before was that now a divine light was gradually appearing on her body.

But it’s not white light, but colorful divine light.

The white clouds in the sky opened up, revealing a rosy glow.

Taoist Priest Jiang stood up, dusted himself off, still holding the whisk, and looked at him and said:
"Daoyou, I will go back to report first, and then come to visit you." "I will go back to the mountain first, too."

"May all be well with you, my fellow Taoists."

"Please tell Lord Ku Nian a message for me. Since ancient times, the benevolent have been invincible. Now that Shi Ding City has been breached, please be more compassionate to the soldiers attacking the city."

"nature."

The rosy glow from the sky shone down on Taoist Jiang.

The divine light on Taoist Master Jiang's body became more and more dazzling, showing her great merits. Colorful auspicious clouds gathered under her feet, supporting her mortal body, gradually leaving the ground and flying up to the white clouds.

Not long after, she disappeared.

Lin Jue also left on a cloud.

And he thought of the immortals who were watching the battle.

That is the day of the immortals.

Although he had become an immortal before, he did not live the life of an immortal, but one filled with worldly struggles.

He is not an immortal, but just an ordinary person with great magical powers and powerful spells.

I should emulate those immortals.

If after becoming an immortal, one still cannot be free and at ease, and has to constantly be involved in struggles for interests, constantly worried, being dissatisfied with this and that, unable to do what one wants to do, and always having to think about some power or system, then one is truly going against one's original intention.

Of course, the immortal may also have a purpose.

It's like picking this year's spring flowers just to make wine, or collecting a basket of pine needles just to make tea.

Immortals naturally have worries, like worrying that the mountain flowers this year are not blooming well enough, the brewed wine is not fragrant enough, the pine trees are infested with insects this year, and the pine needles are not good for making tea.

This is a kind of elegant sorrow, a kind of leisurely sadness.

At least some days should pass.

……

There was fine wine and delicious food in Fengshan Cave.

Lin Jue, Senior Hua, Junior Sister, Junior Sister's apprentice, and the fox Caili sat at the table, all eating and drinking.

This is Lin Jue’s celebration.

This is the day of the immortals.

"The Holy Guardian is dead, and I have avenged my predecessor." Lin Jue raised his glass, "Here's a toast to my predecessor."

"Oh my, oh my, why are you toasting me? How can a dog drink so much wine?" Senior Hua was still wearing the same flowery robe and the same dog head. His face didn't look red, but his lips were greasy. He was drunk when he spoke, and it was obvious that he had drunk a lot. "The last glass! The last glass!"

"Brother, have you sent the Mountain-Moving Mirror back?" The younger sister mainly drank wine, and her face was a little red.

"Of course I sent it back."

"What about Senior Brother's palace attic?"

"It's coming soon."

"Oh right! I heard that the army of King Yue has already reached Shiding City, and the army of Lord Luo in the north has also reached Caohai Pass. When troubled times come, many people go to the mountains to seek refuge. Many people also go to the mountains to seek immortals instead of to avoid war!" Senior Hua held a large bone in one hand and a wine glass in the other, saying that this was the last drink, and drank another one. "These past few days, my temple and my sister's Taoist temple have been very busy."

“Is anyone going deeper into Maple Mountain?”

"Of course I have!"

"It's a good opportunity to see if there's anyone I like. I'm thinking of taking in a few apprentices to pass the time." Lin Jue smiled.

Several people continued to drink and eat meat.

The apprentice of the junior sister, the fox and the cat also held the cups and drank. What they drank was the pine needle honey sparkling water that Lin Jue taught the junior sister to make on Mount Yi. However, now when she takes honey, she should not get stung all over her head.

After having eaten and drunk their fill, they did not leave the table but continued chatting for a full half day.

When they finally dispersed, the junior sister said to him:

"Brother, give me some Chen Niu talismans."

"doing what?"

"I want to take gifts to the Western Regions." The little sister said, "I heard that the thousand-year snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain blooms once every fifty years. I thought it's impossible for the gods on the mountain to use up all the snow lotus every time it blooms. They have to leave some and store it in a cellar like harvesting rice and wheat. I plan to take gifts there as soon as possible to see if I can get some. Otherwise, fifty years is too long. Or if I delay for a few more years, maybe they will really use up all the thousand-year snow lotus even if they keep it."

"rational……"

Lin Jue was a little drunk and thought for a while before saying, "But the snow lotus won't bloom, so you might not be able to see those gods."

"Wouldn't it be a wasted trip?" said the junior sister. "Besides, we can still enjoy the scenery."

"Alright."

Lin Jue immediately took out the paper and drew a talisman.

With a click, the seal was stamped.

This is Chen Niu Fu.

This was in Senior Hua’s cave. After the two of them went out, they walked slowly with Ziyun.

I stretched my neck to take a look——

It was just as Senior Ruhua said, troubled times are coming, demons and ghosts are rampant, some people come to Fengshan to seek refuge, some come to Fengshan to search for immortals, and trails have been found in the deep mountains.

With Lin Jue's personality, he would certainly go and eliminate the evil spirits that were causing chaos here. However, if he had to eliminate them all by himself, the life of this immortal, this god, would be too busy. Therefore, he had to follow the example of his junior sister, his senior brother, and the abbots of the Fuqiu Temple throughout the ages and take in some disciples so that he could have some free time and let the disciples do the work.

(End of this chapter)