Chapter 493 Immortality "Taisui was originally an evil creature suppressed by my Tianguang Temple. It was just stolen and lost during the turmoil in the early years." The abbot of Tianguang Temple said slowly."Where did this saying come from?" The Palace Master of Liuqing Palace frowned upon hearing this. "This Tai Sui has always been born and raised naturally. Yes, it was indeed obtained by our Taoist temple, but our ancestors did not study it to find out the reason. Later, your Tianguang Temple found an opportunity to take it back. How did it become 'originally yours'?" The old monk was indignant when he heard this and said, "Back then, the dynasty turned against Buddhism, and temples everywhere were destroyed. All the valuables were taken away by the so-called righteous people, and the evil creature was also liberated. It was wandering around and conforming to the folk legend of Tai Sui, so it got this name!" "It's not just you Taoists who look so proud. That thing has been passed around in many people's hands. During that time, the rumors about Tai Sui were widely spread. The reason why the world has become what it is now is probably because the cause was already laid at that time, and now is the result!" "Humph!" The Palace Master of Liuqing Palace would not be fooled. "According to what you said, if this thing is an evil object, then why are you still holding it like a treasure?" “We are suppressing…” "Suppress? Let's assume that you did possess this object and suppressed it in the beginning, but what happened afterwards? After taking the Tai Sui back from us, how did the monks of Tianguang Temple deal with it? Did they stick to their duties and put it aside, or did they also not let go of the rumors about Tai Sui's longevity and began to covet its power!?" "you!" As the conversation went on, the abbot of Tianguang Temple and the master of Liuqing Palace glared at each other, each holding his own opinion. "Anyway, in the end, this thing still slipped out of your hands. One wrong step leads to another. Now we can't become immortals, and you can't become Buddhas. The world has become like this, what else is there to say!?" the Palace Master of Liuqing Palace shouted. Qi Yang spoke up at this time: "So, if we get that thing back, what are you going to do with it?"
"Burn it all with a fire. Immortality is tempting, but if the price is the suffering of the people, then it is naturally meaningless." The general at the side answered without hesitation. But he could respond so decisively, but others might not be able to do so with a clear conscience. Qi Yang sighed deeply. "Well said..." Suddenly, a hoarse and vague voice sounded, and Anti looked sideways into the rain and fog in the direction of the voice. The sound of soft footsteps came slowly in the rain, revealing a thin but tall figure. The pale, dry long hair was wet by the rain and stuck to his face and back. The bulging blood vessels on his body converged at his chest, where a heart like a flower blossomed and was exposed. The rain flowed down, carrying the dirty blood from the other party's body onto the ground. The face only vaguely showed the outline of an old man, but with scales all over his face and a protruding front snout, he looked like a human-shaped dragon... "The people are suffering, and this immortality... is meaningless..." He appeared calmly, looking thin in the heavy rain, but he made everyone present except Anti feel a chill in their backs. The cold sweat and rain on their bodies mixed together, and their limbs became weak and trembling. The former emperor of the Daxuan Dynasty, Xuanying. The old emperor, who was supposed to have passed away three years ago, appeared here. [“Emperor Xuanwu”, Xuanying: The fourteenth emperor of the Great Xuan Dynasty, he conquered the Nanling Mountains, put down the rebellion, and went on an expedition to the East China Sea, expanding the territory of the Great Xuan Dynasty to the eastern seas and islands, establishing a great unified dynasty, and becoming the strongest emperor of the Great Xuan Dynasty. He was reborn in this life, and continued to carry out his unfinished business in an inhuman manner.] So strong... Even Anti couldn't help but have such thoughts. It’s hard to say how strong Xuan Ying was originally, but at least the current Xuan Ying is quite strong. As far as the power contained in this body is concerned, it is all unique to Anti. Not counting symbols and the like, the pillar-carrying Brutagano seems to be far less powerful than the old emperor in terms of accumulation. "Then...then why did you let Xuan Shang become like this?" While Anti was observing the other party and the others were too frightened to move, the person who questioned this horrible existence was none other than Xu Chen.
His face was pale, and his face was a little dirty and messy from being beaten by the blood rain, but his eyes were still bright as he looked at the other person. "You were my role model in the past! With superb martial arts, you led the army in person, fought for the country and the world, and created a prosperous era! Since this kind of immortality is meaningless, why did you let Xuanshang turn into a hell on earth?" As a virtually unknown person present, his remarks directly hit home Xuanying's true feelings. "Junior, what's your name?" "Xu...Chen..." Facing Xuan Ying directly, the oppressive feeling emanating from him was like a real mountain of corpses and sea of blood rushing at him, suffocating Xu Chen and making his answer become forced. "Okay..." Xuanying nodded slightly, without showing much emotion. "Why is that? Because my conquests can only satisfy myself, but not the people. Do you know how many people died silently because of my great military exploits? Because of the conquests, I was burdened with heavy taxes and labor service. The people at that time were not necessarily much better off than they are now." Xuanying's words left many people confused. With these words, is he denying his life's work? "Hell? I have created too many with my own hands, whether it is the barbarians or the people under my rule. In my later years, I have been thinking that while I am alive, hell will no longer exist for the time being, but in the future, people's hearts will be fickle, and under the entanglement of interests, future generations will be powerless. How can we maintain the foundation of the dynasty? In order to maintain the foundation, how many times will hell be staged again?" "Those stupid noble ministers can't see this. I have no one to ask. I can only think for myself." "I have had good luck in my life. And now I think my greatest fortune is that I met Tai Sui when I was about to die... The Taoist priest of Liuqing Palace wanted to present it to me as a treasure, or as a medicine for alchemy to prolong my life. Unfortunately, I don't covet immortality, so I didn't care." The Palace Master of Liuqing Palace shrank his neck. "But later, I realized that if this immortality could allow all the people in my Great Xuan to have lights that would never go out, my frail body would no longer be afraid of hardships, and even after several battles, there would be no more casualties... then even if hell came back hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of times! I, the Great Xuan, would naturally no longer be afraid!" The bold words shocked everyone. There is unquestionable determination in the weathered and hoarse tone. "Then now..." "It is not so easy to shed the mortal body after all. For those who cannot keep up with the path of extreme sublimation, I will give them the power to become the foundation for others. No matter if they are from noble families, merchants, common people, including all kings, princes, generals and ministers, they must all take this path." "This blood rain... is the cleansing of this mortal world!" Just as he finished speaking, a strange insect the size of an elephant rushed out from the rain and fog, filled with blood, and its forelimbs shone with cold red light like stars in the rain. The blood blade engulfed Xuanying's figure. (End of this chapter)