Chapter 2234 More and more like him
But soon.
The shock in Chen Xun's eyes disappeared, and he returned to his normal state. He looked at the painting leisurely and said, "Qingyan, so you already knew it."
This painting...
It was exactly the same as Gu Qingyan’s last writing in the Ancient Chaos Road.
And this painting is definitely not just a painting, nor does it just represent that Gu Qingyan is the one from back then, but it also represents the meaning behind this painting and why Gu Qingyan gave this painting to him in the first place.
The images of small animals laughing under the swaying shadows of the trees are vividly portrayed on the paper.
The world was eerily quiet.
The atmosphere was extremely heavy and depressing, which was completely incompatible with Gu Qingyan's painting temperament.
Gu Qingyan's brushstrokes also became extremely heavy. She had sensed the subtle change in Chen Xun's expression. She would rather Chen Xun looked shocked and exclaimed than so calm and suppressed.
Sudden.
Chen Xun smiled faintly: "Qingyan, you actually kept it a secret for so many years, and you are still the same as before, so... considerate. I don't know if the word I used is accurate. Are you afraid that I will mind? No."
"...This painting is good, very good."
Chen Xun seemed to be lost in his memories, his eyes were dull, and he actually started talking to himself, chattering incessantly.
"Chen Xun!"
"Haha, this painting has weathered the ravages of time. From my perspective as a painting saint..."
"Chen Xun!"
"...He's actually slightly inferior to me."
"...Chen Xun!"
"Qingyan, but after you drew this picture, I..."
hum-
Swish!
……
The starry river was like a waterfall, with endless streams of light pouring down and falling on Gu Qingyan's hair and long skirt, embroidering a layer of hazy silver glow.
Her steps suddenly stopped, and her skirt trembled slightly, as if even the starlight at this moment was holding its breath.
Suddenly, she turned around, and her long skirt drew a graceful arc in the air, with gentle but resolute power, like a fleeting shadow, and disappeared into the starlight around Chen Xun.
Amidst the interweaving of light and shadow, that simple yet resolute figure has embraced Chen Xun's entire body, as if to embrace the years and memories together, leaving no gap.
Three thousand strands of black hair blew gently on Chen Xun's face.
His lifeless eyes looked at the vast starry sky ahead and the myriad phenomena around him. Just a hint of fatigue flashed in his eyes. Even his breathing was not disordered, and the circulation of his qi and blood did not stop for a moment. He was so calm that it was breathtaking.
Gu Qingyan lowered her eyes.
She simply stared at Chen Xun's hands behind his back, her eyes empty. She whispered softly, "...Chen Xun, are you waiting for us to die, to die with us? Can you just stop here? The death of an immortal cultivator benefits the world and all living things. It's a blessing, and... it's never something to be feared."
"I know."
Chen Xun spoke indifferently, looking into the distance expressionlessly, "I am not him."
"But he's part of you."
"Qingyan, I am not him."
"But over the years, you've become more and more like him."
"It seems you're worrying too much."
"I've been watching you."
"When I was little, I worked as a blacksmith in a blacksmith shop. Even then, I understood that I should do my best in everything and not force things. It won't work."
"promise me."
"I've already said no."
……
Chen Xun's eyes, looking at the myriad spirits in the galaxy, had been changing rapidly. They were eyes that were indifferent to the common people, the eyes of a true immortal, without desire or demand. The rise and fall of the world, the life and death of all spirits, and the great path of immortals were all just a blink of an eye.
"When I die, you will carry this painting with you."
"Ah."
"If you're tired, take a rest."
"hehe."
"I have never regretted meeting you. Thank you for giving me a vast and brilliant period of my life, Chen Xun, thank you..."
……
Gu Qingyan leaned on Chen Xun's shoulder and slowly closed her eyes with a gentle smile.
Chen Xun glanced at the person in his arms from the corner of his eyes, and a gentle arc appeared on the corner of his lips: "Little girl... why are you always like this? Before you die, you are still thinking about others. Rest quietly and don't worry too much."
Three days later.
The news of the death of the founder of Xianhang spread throughout the ages, shocking the world.
The ancestors of all races in the three thousand star fields were struck by a bolt from the blue, and even those in seclusion risked backlash and headed to the Universe Immortal Aviation Station.
No one dared to say that a peerless strong man who had lived for more than seven million years was not an immortal. It was just that the death of the ancestor was too sudden, leaving too many people unprepared. Some people felt that she didn't want to live anymore and was tired of living...!
The successive passings of the ancient elders have caused many younger generations to feel a little confused.
Meng Sheng is one of them.
He looked gloomy and sad in the Taoist temple. Those people... were once his most respected predecessors on the path to immortality. Could they just leave like this?
True Immortal Road...
Still have no clue.
If one cannot break through the realm of true immortality, he will only slowly die. The source of life will be constantly depleted as he lives out his next life again and again until it is exhausted. After all, immortality is not immortality.
Remember, Henggu once made a judgment.
After millions of years in the Immortal World, the Immortal World will usher in the day when the vast number of immortals will fall.
However, with the discovery and refinement of methods to increase longevity, the days were delayed to seven million years in the immortal calendar, and he became like a fossil in the immortal world!
however.
Meng Sheng did not have the calmness and composure of those ancient elders in facing death. He wanted... to live forever!
But if you think about it carefully, Meng Sheng is actually the real immortal cultivator, an immortal cultivator with an extremely pure heart. The elders of Henggu are already considered rarity in the immortal world, because their experiences are so profound and magnificent that they have long since become indifferent to life and death.
……
Five Aggregates Sect.
Circular mountain top.
Chen Xun sat on the cliff, watching the floating sea of clouds and listening to the news of the passing of old friends and younger generations. His expression became a little numb.
"Old Ox, no matter what, dying of old age is always good, and their Taoist lineages all have successors, which is truly perfect."
"Moo~~"
The big black bull lay beside Chen Xun, staring blankly into the distance, with a hint of beautiful memories in its eyes. It tilted its head and grinned at Chen Xun: "Moo!"
"Haha." Chen Xun also laughed, "If they are all gone in the future, how will we live?"
"Moo?"
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the big black bull. It never thought that Chen Xun would ask it such a question. From ancient times to the present, it remembered that everything was arranged by Chen Xun. Wherever Chen Xun went, it went there, and he never asked it any more questions.
It immediately fell into deep thought.
I never thought about what it would be like if they were all gone.
"Ke Ding, Toad, Duck, and the people from the Prison Pavilion are all gone. How are we supposed to live..." Chen Xun muttered to himself and repeated it, as if he was asking Da Hei Niu, or as if he was asking himself.
Think of this.
For some reason, he felt that the Eternal Immortal Land was somewhat unfamiliar.
Da Hei Niu started to discuss his future life with Chen Xun, and he often made a "sly laugh", and it was obvious that he was not a good person.
But for the time being, Gu Qingyan's worries before her death were indeed unnecessary.
Chen Xun's mentality is now quite peaceful. He is not as dull as outsiders imagine. He is completely different from what he was back then.
