Chapter 168 Meeting an old friend again, bitter flower wine
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Yi Zhi Liu Lian 3 Hao
The road to heaven is long.
Chen Changsheng has been away for 50 years.
In these 50 years, Chen Changsheng buried a total of 890 corpses.
Chen Changsheng didn't recognize these corpses.
It seems that he should be a new disciple that Zifu Holy Land has accepted in the past few thousand years.
However, one day in the year, the long journey to heaven changed.
A huge "ball" blocks the way to the sky.
This "spherical ball" was bigger than a mountain, and Chen Changsheng looked like an ant standing in front of it.
"I go!"
"Separating space into a small world is too big a move."
Facing the ball in front of him, Bai Ze couldn't help but exclaimed.
But Chen Changsheng didn't care about the means of creating his own space, because he felt the aura of his old friend here.
After standing outside the small world for a long time, Chen Changsheng finally walked in.
......
The flat and desolate land stretches as far as the eye can see.
However, in this desolate land, a towering mountain of corpses is so conspicuous.
Looking at the mountain of corpses with a strong smell of blood in front of him, Chen Changsheng stopped again.
Because there is a stone tablet erected in front of this mountain of corpses.
"The undefeated Taoist has killed one hundred and thirty-five hundred enemies, fought fiercely for hundreds of years, and never retreated even a step!"
There are very few words on the stone tablet, and Chen Changsheng read it all without even taking a breath.
But just this breathless content made Chen Changsheng stand for a full hour.
An hour later, Chen Changsheng walked towards the mountain of corpses.
Looking at Chen Changsheng's back, Bai Ze felt inexplicably sad.
Although he has tried his best to slow down, he will always be ahead of everyone.
Because his journey has no end and will not stop.
......
On top of the mountain of corpses.
A young man wearing a Taoist robe sat cross-legged.
"You're finally here, I knew you were coming."
Seeing Chen Changsheng's face, a smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng glanced at him angrily and said.
"Sneaking away without telling me, you are paying less and less attention to me."
"Hehehe!"
"I won't tell you, this is the result of discussion between all of us."
"You have a free and easy nature, and your situation is special."
"If you are involved in this matter, it will be equivalent to trapping you in a cage forever."
"I am also your senior brother after all. How could I let you be trapped?"
"Shit!"
Chen Changsheng interrupted Song Yuanshan.
"I was supposed to be the master of Shangqing Temple. If I hadn't let him go, would you have had your share?"
"So logically speaking, I should be your senior brother."
Seeing Chen Changqi's angry look, Song Yuanshan's eyes were full of smiles.
"There are no what-ifs in the world. I am the master of Shangqing Temple, and I am older than you."
"So you can only be a junior brother forever!"
"I'll give you ten breaths to reorganize your words, if you still insist on this statement."
"Then I won't let you drink my Baihua Brew."
After hearing Baihua Brewing, Song Yuanshan's eyes lit up and he said.
"Was it brewed that year?"
"That's right, it's the batch you and I brewed when we went to the Infinite Secret Realm for the first time."
"After so many years, I didn't expect you still have it. Take it out and let me have a taste."
"I've made some Baihua Brew over the years, but it never tastes like it used to."
Facing Song Yuanshan's urging, Chen Changsheng took out a wine jar and handed it to him.
After taking a breath, Song Yuanshan said happily: "Good wine!"
“This is what it used to taste like!”
Although Song Yuanshan's tone was very happy, his body did not move at all, and he did not even open his mouth.
Song Yuanshan is dead!
He died of exhaustion hundreds of years ago!
What was talking to Chen Changsheng now was just a trace of his remaining spiritual consciousness.
He can also let his eyes convey emotions, which is his limit.
"I can taste Baihua Brew at the end, and I will die without any regrets."
That glimmer of consciousness continued to convey information to Chen Changsheng, but Song Yuanshan's eyes had gradually begun to lose their light.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng raised his head and took a sip of Baihua Brew and said calmly.
"This wine is spoiled. It tastes bitter and hard to swallow. I'll make a new one another day."
"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. This is the best wine I have ever had in my life."
"By the way, did he taste it when he buried Third Senior Brother?"
"No, I was a little excited at the time and I forgot about it."
"I didn't remember until after I buried him, so I had to pour wine on his grave."
"And it's better to share it with other senior brothers and master. After all, after they finish drinking, I won't have to drink."
"Hahaha!"
"Third Senior Brother is a drunkard. If he knew about this, he would be so angry that he would crawl out and whip you. Even Senior Brother would not be able to stop him."
"I'm luckier than them all. I personally tasted this wine."
"After I get down there, I must show off."
After saying that, Song Yuanshan's last trace of consciousness completely dissipated, and his body turned into a pile of powder.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Changsheng poured the Baihua Brew in his hand onto the mountain of corpses.
"Everyone, I am a coffin seller. Logically speaking, I will most likely be buried for you."
"But you are my senior brother's last witness. Your existence will prove the glory of the 'Invincible Taoist'."
"So I won't collect the bodies for you. A glass of thin wine will be my sincerity."
"You guys can stay here forever. I'm going to take my senior brother home."
After saying that, Chen Changsheng knelt down and put Song Yuanshan's ashes into the wine jar bit by bit with both hands.
The whole process was extremely meticulous, and I was afraid that a little bit was left behind.
Since he likes Baihua Niang so much, then he should use the jar of Baihua Niang to serve him.
After all, this jar was made by himself back then.
......
After half an hour.
Chen Changsheng collected all the ashes. In order to prevent omissions, Chen Changsheng also searched for them three times with his spiritual consciousness.
After confirming that nothing was missing, Chen Changsheng put Song Yuanshan's Taoist robe into the jar, and then took out a carefully prepared coffin.
The material of this coffin is not luxurious, and even the workmanship is a little rough.
"Senior brother, I prepared coffins for all of you back then, and now you are using the last one."
"Shangqing Guan is finally reunited."
After saying that, Chen Changsheng put away the coffin, turned around and walked in the other direction.
Song Yuanshan stopped, this was the end of him.
But Chen Changsheng has not yet reached the end of his journey to heaven, nor has he reached the end of his life.
So he has to keep walking. No matter how many old friends he encounters on this road, he can only keep walking.
......
Chen Changsheng has been away for 50 years.
In these 50 years, Chen Changsheng buried a total of 890 corpses.
Chen Changsheng didn't recognize these corpses.
It seems that he should be a new disciple that Zifu Holy Land has accepted in the past few thousand years.
However, one day in the year, the long journey to heaven changed.
A huge "ball" blocks the way to the sky.
This "spherical ball" was bigger than a mountain, and Chen Changsheng looked like an ant standing in front of it.
"I go!"
"Separating space into a small world is too big a move."
Facing the ball in front of him, Bai Ze couldn't help but exclaimed.
But Chen Changsheng didn't care about the means of creating his own space, because he felt the aura of his old friend here.
After standing outside the small world for a long time, Chen Changsheng finally walked in.
......
The flat and desolate land stretches as far as the eye can see.
However, in this desolate land, a towering mountain of corpses is so conspicuous.
Looking at the mountain of corpses with a strong smell of blood in front of him, Chen Changsheng stopped again.
Because there is a stone tablet erected in front of this mountain of corpses.
"The undefeated Taoist has killed one hundred and thirty-five hundred enemies, fought fiercely for hundreds of years, and never retreated even a step!"
There are very few words on the stone tablet, and Chen Changsheng read it all without even taking a breath.
But just this breathless content made Chen Changsheng stand for a full hour.
An hour later, Chen Changsheng walked towards the mountain of corpses.
Looking at Chen Changsheng's back, Bai Ze felt inexplicably sad.
Although he has tried his best to slow down, he will always be ahead of everyone.
Because his journey has no end and will not stop.
......
On top of the mountain of corpses.
A young man wearing a Taoist robe sat cross-legged.
"You're finally here, I knew you were coming."
Seeing Chen Changsheng's face, a smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng glanced at him angrily and said.
"Sneaking away without telling me, you are paying less and less attention to me."
"Hehehe!"
"I won't tell you, this is the result of discussion between all of us."
"You have a free and easy nature, and your situation is special."
"If you are involved in this matter, it will be equivalent to trapping you in a cage forever."
"I am also your senior brother after all. How could I let you be trapped?"
"Shit!"
Chen Changsheng interrupted Song Yuanshan.
"I was supposed to be the master of Shangqing Temple. If I hadn't let him go, would you have had your share?"
"So logically speaking, I should be your senior brother."
Seeing Chen Changqi's angry look, Song Yuanshan's eyes were full of smiles.
"There are no what-ifs in the world. I am the master of Shangqing Temple, and I am older than you."
"So you can only be a junior brother forever!"
"I'll give you ten breaths to reorganize your words, if you still insist on this statement."
"Then I won't let you drink my Baihua Brew."
After hearing Baihua Brewing, Song Yuanshan's eyes lit up and he said.
"Was it brewed that year?"
"That's right, it's the batch you and I brewed when we went to the Infinite Secret Realm for the first time."
"After so many years, I didn't expect you still have it. Take it out and let me have a taste."
"I've made some Baihua Brew over the years, but it never tastes like it used to."
Facing Song Yuanshan's urging, Chen Changsheng took out a wine jar and handed it to him.
After taking a breath, Song Yuanshan said happily: "Good wine!"
“This is what it used to taste like!”
Although Song Yuanshan's tone was very happy, his body did not move at all, and he did not even open his mouth.
Song Yuanshan is dead!
He died of exhaustion hundreds of years ago!
What was talking to Chen Changsheng now was just a trace of his remaining spiritual consciousness.
He can also let his eyes convey emotions, which is his limit.
"I can taste Baihua Brew at the end, and I will die without any regrets."
That glimmer of consciousness continued to convey information to Chen Changsheng, but Song Yuanshan's eyes had gradually begun to lose their light.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng raised his head and took a sip of Baihua Brew and said calmly.
"This wine is spoiled. It tastes bitter and hard to swallow. I'll make a new one another day."
"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. This is the best wine I have ever had in my life."
"By the way, did he taste it when he buried Third Senior Brother?"
"No, I was a little excited at the time and I forgot about it."
"I didn't remember until after I buried him, so I had to pour wine on his grave."
"And it's better to share it with other senior brothers and master. After all, after they finish drinking, I won't have to drink."
"Hahaha!"
"Third Senior Brother is a drunkard. If he knew about this, he would be so angry that he would crawl out and whip you. Even Senior Brother would not be able to stop him."
"I'm luckier than them all. I personally tasted this wine."
"After I get down there, I must show off."
After saying that, Song Yuanshan's last trace of consciousness completely dissipated, and his body turned into a pile of powder.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Changsheng poured the Baihua Brew in his hand onto the mountain of corpses.
"Everyone, I am a coffin seller. Logically speaking, I will most likely be buried for you."
"But you are my senior brother's last witness. Your existence will prove the glory of the 'Invincible Taoist'."
"So I won't collect the bodies for you. A glass of thin wine will be my sincerity."
"You guys can stay here forever. I'm going to take my senior brother home."
After saying that, Chen Changsheng knelt down and put Song Yuanshan's ashes into the wine jar bit by bit with both hands.
The whole process was extremely meticulous, and I was afraid that a little bit was left behind.
Since he likes Baihua Niang so much, then he should use the jar of Baihua Niang to serve him.
After all, this jar was made by himself back then.
......
After half an hour.
Chen Changsheng collected all the ashes. In order to prevent omissions, Chen Changsheng also searched for them three times with his spiritual consciousness.
After confirming that nothing was missing, Chen Changsheng put Song Yuanshan's Taoist robe into the jar, and then took out a carefully prepared coffin.
The material of this coffin is not luxurious, and even the workmanship is a little rough.
"Senior brother, I prepared coffins for all of you back then, and now you are using the last one."
"Shangqing Guan is finally reunited."
After saying that, Chen Changsheng put away the coffin, turned around and walked in the other direction.
Song Yuanshan stopped, this was the end of him.
But Chen Changsheng has not yet reached the end of his journey to heaven, nor has he reached the end of his life.
So he has to keep walking. No matter how many old friends he encounters on this road, he can only keep walking.
......
