Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 427 Remembering the Past

A tranquil and peaceful path appeared beside Gong Xuan.

Fruits, greyhounds, and children's laughter.

And a ray of sunlight, seemingly from nowhere, yet incredibly warm.

The sunlight, like the golden glow often seen in the afternoon, scattered across the alley and the surrounding buildings.

It brings a unique sense of warmth, making people feel comfortable.

This scene was completely different from the gloomy and dark Zhou Kingdom around it, like a lotus flower blooming in a muddy swamp, pure and unsullied, which made it stand out.

King Zhou stared at the suddenly appearing long street, his expression becoming complicated.

Upon reflection, he realized that he hadn't seen the sunlight outside for many years.

When he was discussing this with Gongxuan, he also wanted to go out and see what the outside world was like now.

But he quickly came to his senses.

The two have just completed their first round of combat in the illusory realm.

Gong Xuan's abilities far exceeded the Zhou king's expectations.

King Zhou was once the head instructor of the divine city, in charge of horses and chariots, and was considered a famous and capable figure in the ancient divine city.

He had seen many people break through to the Star Point Realm, but most of those cultivators could not immediately control all their power after reaching the Star Point Realm, and it often took them several months or even years to reach perfection.

However, Gongxuan did not seem to be bound by this constraint.

Most of the carriages that had just been sent brushed past his body, and he was even able to forcibly create another illusion of his own within this illusory realm.

Weird...

King Zhou squinted at Gong Xuan, and after a moment, his eyebrows twitched involuntarily.

He should have noticed something different here.

The Taoist's previously impoverished fate has been completely reversed. His previous miserable fate even caused him to lose most of his fighting strength in battle, but now poverty has disappeared and he is full of good fortune.

Given his immense good fortune, even if he were to face a hail of arrows, he would most likely emerge unscathed, or even find a golden arrowhead.

Such good fortune, if not suppressed by a special life-saving technique, will likely result in a major defeat in direct combat!
How many people can truly understand this method?
King Zhou was able to discern the difference because he had practiced a special eye technique, but this did not mean that he understood the secrets of life and death.

Thinking of this, King Zhou felt a slight headache.

My mind is in turmoil.

Unexpectedly, this was the first problem that arose when a real fight broke out.

Gong Xuan, who was not far away, used the Illusionary Realm for the first time. Looking around, a sense of novelty permeated his entire body.

This feeling is hard to describe, yet Gongxuan felt that the illusory realm could still be expanded.

My joy doesn't stop there!

The memory of what happened after Lin Jiang and Jiang Jinyue got drunk involuntarily surfaced in my mind, when Lin Jiang seemed to be singing a song.

What was that tune?
Yes……

"When will the moon be clear and bright... I raise my cup to ask the blue sky!"

As Gong Xuan's melody rose gently, King Zhou suddenly felt a faint orange-yellow light emanating from behind him, illuminating his figure.

He suddenly turned around, his usually calm face filled with astonishment.

Behind them, a floating lantern appeared in the dark sky, like a babbling brook meandering from the distant below, illuminating half of the sky and bringing back the hazy homeland of Zhou.

King Zhou was suddenly lost in thought.

In a daze, he saw the Zhou state that still existed long ago.

People are healthy and the world is peaceful.

Those scenes that would eventually fade into the remnants of memory are now suddenly awakened by this river of lights.

The State of Zhou.

"My Zhou Kingdom..."

Seeing that King Zhou was standing still, Gong Xuan was pondering whether to launch an attack when a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

Making a move at this time seems unwise.

Gong Xuan then stood still in place.

As the lanterns drifted into the sky and their light illuminated the streets and alleys of the ancient city, King Zhou finally let out a deep sigh.

He turned to Gong Xuan, his eyes devoid of any light.

"Take that car away."

King Zhou's body gradually turned into smoke and clouds, his fighting spirit long since vanished.

"This thing is of no use to me."

"Consider it an act of kindness. Take it away from here, place it in a sunny spot, and let it rot on its own."

King Zhou said softly:
"Do not abandon the pursuit of building prosperous capitals; remote and desolate places are also acceptable."

Gong Xuan remained silent for a long time, then nodded in response:
"it is good."

King Zhou slowly turned around, and finally his body dissipated in the wind.

As he glanced back at Gong Xuan, perhaps still haunted by the tune he had just heard, a sudden sense of unease washed over him, and he found himself humming a folk song from his hometown:
"The shadows of mountains and rivers are crushed, and the ruts of carts carve out the vicissitudes of time."

"The emperor drives away the dust and smoke, obscuring the old days."

"The shaft is driven into the shoulder, the iron bones withstand wind and frost."

"The cloud banners flutter and obscure the sunlight, pointing towards that ridge on the horizon."

This was clearly a war song, but when it flowed from the mouth of the Zhou king, it was filled with sorrow and lamentation.

In the end, he never saw the Zhou Kingdom again.

In the end, everything came to a standstill.

Upon seeing the complete disappearance of King Zhou, Gong Xuan couldn't help but sigh softly.

This confrontation ended so hastily.

He didn't care.

Having already succeeded in illuminating the stars and brought clarity to the heavens and earth, he no longer sought to fight the Zhou king to the death; it would be better for him to leave now.

Walking to the carriage not far away, the magnificent vehicle stood silently parked. From the moment it began, everything around it had been in flux, yet it remained perfectly still.

Gong Xuan gently placed his hand on it, and the carriage frame seemed to sense it.

With a slight tremor, a long road leading to the outside world quietly emerged from the thick black fog not far away.

Gong Xuan stared at the passage that seemed to lead to heaven, pondered for a moment, and finally boarded the carriage.

As the wheels turned, a gentle breeze brushed against Gong Xuan's face.

The carriage moved steadily along the road, entering the thick darkness.

Gong Xuan felt as if a huge cloud of mist was surging towards him, yet it also inexplicably carried a cool sensation.

Just as the carriage broke through the fog,
A burst of dazzling sunlight suddenly illuminated his sleeves.

Even though he had already reached the Star Point Realm, Gong Xuan subconsciously raised his hand to shield his face from the sudden burst of intense light.

After a short while, he slowly lowered his arm.

Only then did he realize that they were on a vast plain, with endless fields covered in tender green grass.

A river meanders into the distance.

The scenery is absolutely stunning right now.

The vehicle frame stood silently on the grassland, completely still.

Gong Xuan gently stroked the frame of the vehicle, a sudden feeling welling up in his heart.

as if……

perhaps,

The appearance of King Zhou was also due to this carriage.

His cries of agony were deeply etched into the treasure, and his last drop of blood before his death splattered onto it.

It's like a child suddenly throwing a tantrum after realizing their loved one has left, lying on the ground crying and begging for their return—it's all just wishful thinking.

With nowhere to vent his grief and anger, he could only hate Daxing for failing to help him at that time.

With a deep sigh, Gong Xuan ultimately did not take the carriage.

This item is not necessary for him, and he will definitely return to Daxing, at which time there may be further changes in his travel arrangements.

However, Gong Xuan did not travel far. He casually chose a place to sit and took out the fox from his bosom.

The fox continued to cough, clearly indicating that its injuries were quite severe.

She glanced at Gong Xuan, then suddenly swayed, transforming into a female Daoist in an instant, leaning against him.

The two of them stared at each other, wide-eyed.

"Senior brother, are you going to kill me?"

"Yes."

Gong Xuan nodded slightly:

“You have killed too many people, and I remember it all. We have fought for thirty-nine years and four months. In my opinion, whether you deserve to die or not, you have taken the lives of one hundred and seventy-four people. For example, the woman in Baishan at the beginning of the year, and the woodcutter by the roadside the year before last.”

"Heh heh, isn't it precisely to see you?" Kun Dao coughed twice. "How can I kill you without seeing you?"

"Yes."

Gong Xuan let out a long sigh.

"Senior brother, I am completely under your control right now, unable to move, and have no way to escape. Why don't you make a move?"

"You're about to die."

"Yes," Kun Dao nodded. "His soul was injured just now, and there is no way to heal it. Now his spiritual consciousness is gradually dissipating, and ultimately... it is incurable."

"And why did you save me?"

After a moment's thought, Kun Dao said, "Because you have saved many people and helped many people. We have been fighting for thirty-nine years and four months. You have saved twenty-seven lives and relieved seven hundred and three people of their troubles. Let's just say that they saved you."

"But they are them, and you are you."

“That is… I like you, Senior Brother.” Kun Dao smiled. “From the first time I met you when we entered the sect, I fell in love at first sight. My heart and eyes were full of love for you. So, of course I have to save you now.”

"From the first time I met you, you haven't told a single truth. You tricked me out of a few steamed buns at first, and now you're still lying to me?"

“After all, I cultivate the way of deception and fraud,” the female Taoist said with her eyes closed, as if recalling past years: “Our sect has not produced a star for a long time. Just now I saw that you, senior brother, seemed to be the one who would become that star. Since we are fellow disciples and my life is not long, I should do my best to help you.”

After speaking, she slowly opened her eyes and gazed into Gong Xuan's eyes:
"Senior brother, are you convinced by what you've said?"

"I do not know."

“You’re always like this. Whenever I try to lie to you, you’re completely oblivious; but when I don’t try to deceive you, you always think I’m lying.”

Kun Dao's gaze gradually became unfocused:
"Those destined for poverty and lowliness will eventually become stars of wealth and nobility. However, those destined for a life of solitude and misfortune, even with the best efforts, can only attain high office and great wealth. This fate is the easiest to break through, but even after breaking through, one still cannot escape the destiny of a lonely life. How cruel is Heaven."

Gong Xuan remained silent.

Kun Dao glanced at Gong Xuan twice, but finally smiled:

"But I never imagined that I, a lonely soul, would end up dying at the hands of my only relative, my senior brother. It was a fate worse than death."

Finally, she closed her eyes, a rather satisfied smile on her face.

There was no hope left.

Gong Xuan felt a slight sense of disorientation, but no sadness whatsoever.

As he said, his junior sister had killed far too many innocent people over the years since she entered the Daoist path.

If it's just a fight in the martial arts world that results in killing, then so be it; if it's purely because of differing stances, Gongxuan also feels no harm in it.

After all, there are too many wicked people and bad deeds in this world, and too many things done against one's will. Sometimes, if you don't kill someone, you will die.

But his junior sister killed too many ordinary people, sometimes just to refine treasures, and sometimes just to lure him out.

To this day, Gongxuan still firmly believes that it would be better for his junior sister to die sooner.

However, if Gongxuan could return to the beginning, he would definitely hold his junior sister back and protect her at all times to prevent her from going astray.

Thirty-nine years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the intertwined fates of the two have come to an end.

Gong Xuan picked up his junior sister's body.

Now, I've found a beautiful place to hide, lest she come out again one day and try to trick someone for her amusement.

(End of this chapter)