I will teach you how to cultivate immortality

Chapter 560 Zuo Sheng·Chisongzi

"I hope so!"

The man gazed intently at the distant farmland and factories, but there was no trace of joy in his words.

Just by entering the cave from Yunmengze, the man was already able to directly feel the difference between the Great Xia and the Hundred Mountains.

Such a huge gap, such drastically different mindsets...

The man simply couldn't believe that a mere witch king could change the backwardness of the Great Xia Dynasty.

“Wu Song, you sometimes overthink things. Otherwise, the position of the ninth Witch King wouldn’t have gone to that bastard Wu Yi.”

Upon hearing this, the man could only glare helplessly at Wu Luo.

"I've said it so many times, my name is now Chisongzi."

"Since I failed to be selected in the succession ceremony, the former sorcerer has died. It was the Taoist Ancestor who taught me the Heavenly and Human Methods that gave me a new life."

"I came here simply to see what's so special about the candidates chosen by the shaman."

Hearing Chishongzi's unwavering stubbornness, Wuluo shrugged and walked straight ahead.

The two were old friends who had known each other for hundreds of years. How could Wu Luo not know the resentment in Chi Songzi's heart?

Before Wu Yi emerged, Chi Songzi was the most orthodox successor personally cultivated by Wu Xian.

He listened to the voices of his people and endured pressure that most people could not imagine.

From childhood to adulthood, Chishongzi eventually even received the personal recognition of the eighth Witch King.

Everyone believed that Chisongzi would be the ninth Witch King.

The corresponding power transition had already entered a very active phase well in advance.

There are even rumors that Chisongzi had already climbed the floating tower and inherited part of the power of the Jianmu Cauldron.

At this very moment, Wu Yi emerged with a wild and reckless attitude and remarkable achievements, seizing the position of Witch King that should have belonged to Chi Songzi.

Therefore, in order to quell the impending chaos in the Great Xia Dynasty...

Chisongzi voluntarily relinquished his power and influence, traveling throughout the various states of Xia to persuade them to accept Wu Yi as the new Witch King.

—We were ready to fight to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first?

This was precisely the sentiment of all the great shamans who supported Chisongzi at that time, including Wuluo.

However, Chisongzi had made up his mind, and in the end he completely disappeared without a trace.

Not long ago, when news spread from Wuxian that the "Witch King Succession Ceremony" had been restarted, Chisongzi reappeared near Wushan.

To be honest, at the moment of reuniting with Chishongzi.

Wu Luo could hardly believe that the disheveled man before him was the same handsome man who had once paid great attention to his appearance and demeanor.

According to Chishongzi himself, he lived a more relaxed and carefree life after shedding his identity as the "successor to the Witch King".

In the years since he left Daxia, he has seen too many things and sights that he had never seen before, and he has also realized how precious many things that he had taken for granted were.

No one is born with the obligation to fulfill a certain mission.

Similarly, one's life is not a failure simply because one misses a certain mission.

Chisongzi believed that although he did not become the Witch King, he had made achievements that were incomparable to those of the first half of his life.

Slay the rampaging monsters, drive away the rioting gods, and quell the disasters in various places...

Wherever Chisongzi went, his deeds spread, saving countless lives.

Some villages and states that had benefited from his kindness also enshrined him on altars and revered him as the "Left Saint".

—Left is the most honored, and sainthood is the ultimate.

Being revered as the "Left Sage" speaks volumes about Chisongzi's achievements; he no longer needed to prove himself to anyone. His ability to enter fire and burn himself, and to rise and fall with the wind and rain, has become a legend.

From then on, if Chisongzi had that idea, he could easily ascend to the divine position and become a god who controls the wind and rain.

For any innate deity, this would be an unquestionable choice.

However, Chisongzi was born in Daxia and almost became a witch king, so he had long since demystified the gods.

Chisongzi had no intention of becoming a deity, but just then he heard about the story of the Dao Ancestor spreading the Dao.

Naturally, the bewildered Chisongzi chose to seek the Dao from the Dao Ancestor and thus became one of the Dao Ancestor's followers.

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"Although I have been practicing the way of heaven and humanity for so long..."

"But this is the first time I have ventured so deep into the mountains of Baidi to witness this miracle created by the Taoist Ancestor."

We continued along the river towards Gaocun Town.

Looking at the farmland and factories on both sides, Chishongzi couldn't help but sigh.

Unlike the initial cursory glance, the deeper one ventures into this region, the more one can see the differences between the mountain people and outsiders.

Let's leave aside their temperament and image for now.

Even if two identical people are standing in front of you.

That genuine confidence and satisfaction makes it easy to spot a mountain dweller at a glance.

Just as they were about to enter Gaocun Town, Chishongzi saw something he had never imagined before.

Those were railway tracks extending from mines and factories.

A group of "big, clumsy, and rough" vehicles, unlike the bronze beasts, roared and dragged extremely exaggerated carriages through the crowd.

That was something that was never recorded in the Book of Lok or the Daily Prophet.

Although they were not as agile as the bronze beasts.

But in terms of pure power, it possesses limits that transcend mortal creations.

Hundreds and thousands of tons of minerals and steel were dragged along, and even the rails below trembled slightly.

Chishongzi couldn't even imagine how heavy these carriages were, that they required extra steel tracks to support them.

“That is a steam locomotive, a masterpiece of Wuzhen, and also a creation developed by the mountain people themselves.”

Having seen a similar prototype with Wuzhen, Wuluo's behavior became slightly more normal.

Even so, looking at those steam trains that seemed capable of crushing even mountains, Wu Luo could not hide his shock.

“Wu Zhen once told me that if you consider the power of a normal bronze beast as ‘one horsepower’…”

"Then the power of these steam locomotives in front of us must be at least over a thousand horsepower."

"They are powered by burning coal, and as long as the parts are not worn out, they can have almost unlimited range."

Wu Luo paused slightly at this point.

"To the best of my knowledge, similar steam power has already been used on ships on the Hundred Canal."

“Wu Zhen said that if it weren’t for the limitations of the materials, she could have even increased the power to over 5,000 horsepower.”

“If we go any further up, it will be beyond what we can achieve by burning coal or charcoal.”

"Unless the mountain people are willing to share some of their electricity technology, it is impossible for the two sides to cooperate in developing a more powerful power unit."

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(End of this chapter)