I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 2: A Nameless Person
Don't go gentle into that good night.

You only have one life, so you can't live without being crazy.

Bai Wuming spoke those words with every word having great weight, and they were extremely majestic.

At this moment, regardless of his position, he has already stood at the pinnacle of this world.

There are tens of thousands of people who are truly cultivating themselves in the world, but countless are trying to curry favor with powerful people.

How many people can learn the art of slaying dragons?

How many people can truly slay a dragon?
When Bai Wuming personally cut off the dragon vein, the stagnant era finally began to change, as if it had been freed from some man-made fate, and the situation changed dramatically.

No matter whether they were the gods and Buddhas sitting on the fairy mountains in the clouds or the common people who remained in the human world, countless people seemed to have seen the flowing light that burst out when the dark dragon collapsed. In that flowing light were scenes of the changing times, and the intricate past was flowing, either vast or magnificent.

Qin ended the chaos of the Spring and Autumn Period, annexed the world, dominated the nine provinces, and its reign lasted for more than four hundred years.

Now, its dragon head has been cut off, and the luck flying in the sky has scattered to all parts of Kyushu.

The stars in the sky began to spin, as if there was a huge meteor shower.

The brilliant starlight flows towards the different places.

All the families of the six paths and seven sects felt it.

"The trend of the times is ultimately unstoppable."

"God, things are going to change."

"The Qin Empire lost its power, and the whole world is chasing it... The future will be an era where heroes and heroes will rise up again."

Some people sighed with emotion, while others gritted their teeth.

"In the rivers and lakes, in the court, underground, and in heaven, a catastrophe is approaching, and no one will be spared this time."

"I'm afraid the position I'm waiting for... won't be stable anymore."

"It's a mess, hahahahahaha...it's a huge mess!"

"This Bai Wuming, driven by his own selfish desires, destroyed cities and destroyed nations, causing such chaos. He will surely bear eternal infamy!"

"If the dragon vein is destroyed, the world will be in chaos. Demons and monsters will take advantage of the opportunity to stir up trouble. There will be no peace for at least three hundred years."

"Oh, but the Qin Dynasty's lingering survival is not necessarily a good thing. Without destruction, there will be no construction."

"Which side are you on, you bull-nosed guy?"

"middle!"

"Alas, what's the point of saying this? The matter is settled."

"Yes, no matter what the consequences are, in the end... he will die soon!"

……

On the outskirts of the capital, in the snow in front of a dilapidated mountain temple, a red and green halberd was stuck crookedly in the ground, and a huge axe that could split mountains and cut rivers was placed at the mountain pass.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the silver moon is like white snow.

After the battlefield fell silent, the messy traces were gradually covered by the white snow.

Bai Wuming stood there, looking at the broken Qingfeng sword in his hand, and slowly exhaled: "Second Madam, you have made great progress."

"But I still couldn't win you...and you don't care about winning or losing at all."

Juanzhi was still holding onto the cold rock, trying to maintain his standing posture, his chest heaving.

"You knew you couldn't last more than half an hour. Your invitation to a fight was fake. Your real intention was to use me to break the dragon veins and slaughter the celestial beings."

"True or false, false or true, why would you be so obsessed with that? With or without you, the Great Qin Dragon Vein will be annihilated today. I'm saying... not even the Three Pure Ones can hold it back."

Bai Wuming spoke in a brisk tone, and suddenly coughed a few times, blood oozing out and then dripping.

He glanced at the blood on his palm, wiped it off, and his expression remained normal.

"Reward for the fruits of karma is what we desire."

“My karma has come.”

The land immortals are immortals and also human beings. Since they are human beings, there is no reason why they cannot die.

How can we cut through the dragon vein without paying any price?
Long before this battle began, Bai Wuming had poured all his life's cultivation into this three-foot green sword, and used the cultivation of a land immortal to forcibly block the dragon veins of the Great Qin.

This practice is undoubtedly an evil way of forcing someone to do something.

While binding the power of the dragon vein, it also connects the lives of the two.

As long as the sword is alive, the man is alive; if the sword is destroyed, the man dies.

The moment the Qingfeng Sword broke, the dragon vein was shattered, the Qin Dynasty's hegemony came to an end, the empire came to an end, and the trend of the times rolled forward... and the price of achieving all this was Bai Wuming's cultivation in this life and his life.

However, I did kill quite a few... Even if I didn't make much money, at least I didn't lose money.

"Is it worth it?" Juan Zhi asked in a low voice, "What can you gain?"

"Nothing."

Bai Wuming replied, "Better than anything else."

The words he revealed contained too much meaning that was beyond our comprehension.

"This battle isn't over yet." Juan Zhi suddenly raised his voice, his beautiful eyes, the color of the sun and moon, gleaming brightly. "When you reincarnate, I will definitely defeat you once. Even if it takes ten, a hundred, or a thousand years, I will find you and take back what happened today."

"Hahaha... ok."

"Bai Wuming, if you die like this, what will happen to Jiange?"

"My disciples are excellent. They are not spoiled children. They are just like weeds, and they should be as tenacious as weeds."

"Meeting a master like you is... but I can save them, as long as you ask me..."

"Sorry, I'm not very familiar with it."

"Hmph!" Juan Zhihuan's eyes condensed, but she quickly suppressed her emotions. She knew that there was no time to lose her temper. Now she should just seize the time to say something, but when thousands of words came to her lips, she didn't know where to start.

A simple "goodbye" is too heavy to say.

She continued to ask questions, as if deliberately trying to keep the topic under control.

"Is your name really Wuming?"

"Yes……"

"Where were you born?"

"forgotten."

"Did you have any dreams when you were a child?"

"..."

"Do you have any regrets?"

"..."

"I feel really sorry now."

Juanzhi was still looking at the young man who no longer answered, and walked up to him step by step.

"How boring this world would be without you..."

No matter what was said, the vast snowfield was only filled with the sound of one person's breathing.

Juanzhi stumbled and suddenly felt very tired. She wanted to find a place to have a good rest and sleep for a long, long time.

At this moment, the whole world changed color.

A thousand-foot-high green light rose between heaven and earth and rushed into the sky. The snow-capped scenery was reflected in the green, but the reflected light was a dazzling bright red.

Countless true practitioners raised their heads to look at the sky. A huge crack appeared in the blue sky, like a terrible wound, with a dazzling red light flowing through it.

The blue sky was dyed with blood.

"The sky is stained with blood."

"This is the fall of the mighty."

"No, the only thing that can trigger this level of mutation... is the fall of a land immortal with a heart of heaven and earth."

"Five hundred years of national fortune vanished in one day, and the Way of Heaven collapsed once more!"

"This is a sign of a completely different world!"

"Bai Wuming, are you really willing to sacrifice your entire cultivation to overthrow the way of heaven?"

"We true cultivators should all understand the principle that 'those who follow Heaven will prosper, those who go against Heaven will perish'; but now that Heaven's laws have collapsed to this point, the future will be a new era of chaos."

"A great catastrophe is approaching, so please pray for yourselves."

……

Suddenly, many figures appeared around the snowy plain.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for personally beheading this eternal sinner who brought disaster to the nation!"

"congratulations……"

"Incredible, worthy of being called the True Lord Qingyuan..."

"A mere nobody deserves such a fate."

Only after everyone around him had flattered him did he begin to reveal his true purpose.

Without exception, they all looked at the lifeless corpse in the snow.

If Bai Wuming was still alive, they would definitely not dare to approach him, but he is dead now... The remains left by the land immortals are still extremely valuable.

But before these people could speak, Juanzhi suddenly moved his fingers, and the mighty Sun-Swallowing Divine Dog jumped out from the snow, holding a Danqing Halberd in its mouth.

The weapon pierced through Bai Wuming's body, and his remains were instantly knocked into the sky, then suddenly dispersed, turning into six streams of light and dissipating into the vast night sky.

All this happened in a split second. The dog's movements were so fast and so clever, it was completely as fast as lightning.

Everyone from the Six Paths and Seven Sects stared at this scene in a daze. The next moment, they all showed wonderful expressions, some were angry, some were surprised, and some were silent.

"Stupid dog, look at what you've done!" Juan Zhi scolded him directly, "Get down right now and apologize!"

"Ooooooooo~"

The big white dog stepped its head into the snow, covered its head with its two paws, and made a whimpering sound of grievance, trying to defend itself, but it must have been cursing in its heart.

"I'm sorry, everyone. This happened suddenly. I won't be able to retrieve Bai Wuming's remains." The Second Lady said calmly, "Whoever gets the remains will own it."

Everyone knew that Juanzhi did it on purpose, not wanting the Six Paths and Seven Sects to obtain the remains of the land immortal. However, his words and attitude of active concession were impossible to criticize or get angry about. More importantly, they didn't want to face another land immortal again.

Without Bai Wuming's remains, it would be a waste of time to stay here.

The Six Paths and Seven Sects came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

The people who left did not notice that the broken sword was buried in the snow.

Juanzhi also picked up the broken Qingfeng sword and wiped the blood off it. She sat on the back of the white dog, unable to hide her tiredness.

In the rushing wind, Juanzhi was still snapping the broken Qingfeng sword with his fingers, and the sword's chanting sounded hoarse and dull.

"I await your personal retrieval of this sword."

……

A hundred miles away from the imperial capital.

In a mountain stream.

A group of four people, wearing cloaks, were traveling forward day and night.

They all remained silent, not speaking, not talking, for a long time.

Until we reached the ferry.

One of them saw that Xie Xueji was about to untie the ropes, and finally couldn't help but take off his cloak, revealing his face, and asked: "We are already so far away from the imperial capital, isn't it enough?"

Xie Xueji shook his head and remained silent.

The eldest sister’s silence was partly what caused dissatisfaction, but more importantly, they didn’t wait for that person to come back.

"You're not talking? Then go away. I won't leave. I'll stay here!"

"Third Junior Sister, stop messing around." The second disciple of Jiange scolded.

"But..." The third disciple wanted to speak, but was grabbed by the sleeve by the junior sister.

"Big Sister, I understand your concerns." The second disciple of Jian Pavilion spoke in a calm and neutral voice. "It's just that we are also worried about Master. You haven't said a word for so long, and this makes us a little worried."

"Yeah, how far do we have to go? This is no longer the imperial capital!" complained the third junior sister.

"We haven't reached our destination yet." Xie Xueji finally spoke.

"Where is the destination?"

"I don't know..." Xie Xueji whispered, "Let's leave Zhongzhou first."

"why?"

"This is what Master said." Xie Xueji looked at the other sisters, her eyes calm and empty. "Don't you guys listen to Master?"

The three disciples naturally did not dare to challenge the master's authority.

"How can I know whether what you said is true or not?" The third sister gritted her teeth and said stubbornly, "I don't believe it. I want to go back to see Master!"

"Wait, don't be impulsive. The current situation is unclear. Don't act alone without authorization!" The second sister tried to pull his sleeve to stop him.

Clang——!
The Tianque heavy sword blocked the way.

Xie Xueji looked at her fellow apprentice sisters with a deep, emotionless gaze. "If you don't obey, I'll break your arms and legs and shove you aboard. We're all from the same sect, and I don't want it to come to that. You'd better listen to me, your senior sister... Listen, this isn't advice."

"Letting you live is the last instruction my master gave me."

"No matter what, I won't let you go back and die in vain."

The fact that the eldest sister drew her sword directly shocked the three younger sisters.

The four words in her sentence made several people feel terrified and trembling.

"Final instructions... what do you mean?" The third sister turned her head stiffly: "Are you saying that Master is dead? Say it again, even if you are the eldest sister, I will pull out all your white teeth with my own hands!"

"I don't believe it!" The little sister sobbed, "How could Master..."

"Second Junior Sister, you also... don't believe me?" Xie Xueji looked at the second disciple of Jiange who was most similar in age to her.

The second junior sister lowered her head and remained silent.

She is the most intelligent of the four. She has an ordinary aptitude but a high level of comprehension. Bai Wuming often says, "The second disciple is most like me."

How could she not guess her master's thoughts and determination?
"Second Junior Sister, why don't you speak..." The third and youngest Junior Sisters gradually panicked and hurriedly urged, "Speak!"

What could she say?

I can only remain silent.

At this moment, a streak of light suddenly flashed across the night sky.

Xie Xueji subconsciously caught the fleeting beam of light, and a familiar warmth spread in his palm.

It was clearly a warm feeling, but she shivered.

The three of them were attracted and paid attention at the same time. They all looked at the palm of Xie Xueji's hand. They also felt an extremely familiar breath.

There is a natural attraction between fellow disciples in Jiange.

"Senior Sister, what is that in your hand?" the younger sister asked tremblingly.

Xie Xueji opened his hand slowly and with difficulty. The light hidden under his five fingers faded away, leaving behind a short bone that was pure white and resembled a sword.

In an instant, Xie Xueji seemed to have lost all her strength. She fell to the edge of the boat, half of her body soaked by the water. Her miserable appearance proved the great turmoil in her heart.

The bone sword was caught by the second junior sister, and the next moment she opened her eyes wide and her pupils contracted.

"The spirit of a sword immortal..."

The second disciple closed his eyes in pain, tucked his chin to his chest, and slowly squatted down.

That is the remains of a land immortal, and in this world, how many people are qualified to be called a sword immortal?
"Master, he's really gone..."

The only remaining hope collapsed and the facts were before our eyes.

The bloody reality does not allow them to look away.

The junior sister fainted immediately.

The third junior sister rushed towards the Qin capital like crazy.

After taking three steps, he was pinned to the ground by Senior Sister Xie Xueji and his acupoints were sealed.

She held onto Second Junior Sister's arm, and there seemed to be no warmth left in her palms. She only said one word in a firm tone.

"go!"

The second disciple of Jiange got on the boat in a daze, and the small boat drifted down the river.

The little sister on the boat was sobbing and calling out her name anxiously in her dream.

They are wanderers with nothing.

Abandoned orphans, unlucky people whose families have been broken up, and even useless people.

Later, it was their master who raised them and cultivated them into talents. Only then did they feel that they could live and be accepted by this world.

Now they are homeless children again.

again……

Nothing.

The second apprentice sister hugged her knees and asked with a dull look, "Where else can we go?"

"I don't know. Perhaps we should leave Daqin, leave Zhongzhou... But no matter where we go, we can't die here."

Xie Xueji spoke in a low voice, suppressing the sorrow that penetrated deep into his soul with every word he pronounced.

"Master said... he came from the Dark Moon and returned to the Dark Moon."

"Perhaps one day, when we have accomplished great things and entered the realm of earthly immortals, we will understand what this sentence means."

She could only hold on to this only clue, praying, pleading, and firmly believing... that the tiny probability called a miracle would have mercy on poor people like her.

A small boat goes down the river and flows into the sea.

Carrying homeless poor people, drifting with ill-fated fate, heading towards the unknown other shore.

……

In a dimly lit room.

"Well……"

The young man sat up from the soft sofa, woke up in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and his vision became clear.

He was in a trance for a moment, like a nearsighted person wearing contact lenses who was getting familiar with the familiar yet unfamiliar scene before him.

He walked to the window, pulled open the curtains, pushed open the window, and the sunlight penetrated through the glass, instantly filling the room and living room.

The spring breeze in February is like a pair of scissors, and the air mixed with the fragrance of flowers is refreshing.

Bai Xuan closed his eyes slightly and enjoyed the freshness of the moment.

"You're back."

"I almost forgot I'm still an Earthling."

He shouted loudly: "Xiao Ai-san."

"Hey! I'm here!"

"Sing 'Borrow Another Five Hundred Years from Heaven'!"

(End of this chapter)