The road to immortality started from a blind man in a pharmacy

Chapter 140 197, 198. Corpse search, change of dynasty, father and daughter, Song Cheng plan (please subscribe)

The wasteland is just wasteland, not nothing.

The land where "Xu Town" failed to merge is still land.

The trees, birds, and even wild animals are still there.

Song Cheng even met a lot of people along the way. Those people looked like villagers from the village near Jilei Mountain. They came here after being submerged by the black light.

Although the land here is not too dangerous, it changes every day.

Even if two people who sleep together wake up in the morning, they may be hundreds of miles apart.

And Song Cheng, even if he transformed into the Lihuo Kunpeng of the Law of Heaven and Earth, and spread his wings for dozens of miles, and then flew wildly in one direction, he was like in the palm of Tathagata Buddha. Even if he flew for an unknown distance, he still couldn't escape.

He flew fast, but the land changed even faster.

After a long time, Song Cheng was sure: no matter which direction he went, as long as he didn't go beyond the range of this place, he would be pulled back to the center.

This land didn't seem to allow anyone to leave.

So, Song Cheng began to try various methods. He tried to fly very high, but when he reached a certain height, he would be pulled back to low altitude.

He tried to destroy this wasteland, but this land was active and changed almost all the time. The remaining mountains on it seemed to be playing, sometimes here, sometimes there.

But Song Cheng didn't give up. He tried day after day.

In the process of trying, he didn't gain nothing.

He accidentally found a trace of a broken Yin She in a change of soil.

The Yin She was originally thought to be not small, but it was strongly pulled in the destruction and almost disappeared. It floated in the air and could not be entered.

But Song Cheng's "Nine-Layered Pagoda" sucked it in and then entered.

In the ruined house, there are things left by the Jilei Mountain God. Although some of them have disappeared, there are still some left - some broken and unrecognizable practice papers, some fragments that look like diaries, and a token with a "black plum" mark that looks like a token.

Song Cheng moved the three to the Youta.

The practice papers are of little value. The fragments reveal some of the exquisiteness of "cultivating the law of heaven and earth". As for the "earth-level C-grade" practice, there are records, but they are indeed extremely fragmented.

In this way, the words of the Jilei Mountain God may not be true.

What crossing the river by feeling the stones, what about coming up with a solution only after reaching extinction on earth is pure nonsense.

People went to "the land of extinction, seizing the mountains and rivers" from the beginning.

However, these fragmentary practices, combined with the diary, gave Song Cheng a general understanding of the breakthrough method of the "land of extinction", and at the same time knew that the "breakthrough methods" told to him by the mountain god were probably good.

It makes sense. As long as the Jilei Mountain God merges with the 魙, he will be completely invincible. He just wants to delay time, so why would he risk lying and being discovered by others?

As for why he wrote a diary?

Song Cheng guessed that when the "Zhen" was "imprisoned" in a certain place for thousands of years, writing a diary would at least keep himself from going crazy.

As for the "Momei" token, Song Cheng held it in the Youta, but there was no reaction.

But once his soul left his body and held the token, there was a vague echo, like the sound of deep sea waves and the song of the sky, vague and ethereal, and I don't know where it connects.

Song Cheng studied these while looking for a way.

After an unknown period of time, he found that the "activity" of this land had decreased, and the "pulling frequency" was not so fast. So in a sudden outbreak, he suddenly rushed out of the wasteland at a very fast speed and came to a colorful world.

White snow fell to the ground, black soil looked like the dog skin of a black-spotted dog, some evergreen withered branches intertwined, and there was also curling smoke in the distance.

"It's finally out."

Song Cheng suddenly had a guess in his mind.

Perhaps this "chaotic journey" has just been formed, so it is extremely active, but after a period of time, it has become more stable.

And this town and one Lu formed. I think it can't be compared with the "chaotic journey" between continents.

Su Mengzhen said that "the chaotic journey is like a piece of chaotic rags sewn together", and Jilei Mountain is at best a small piece of rag.

Thinking of the periphery of the continent, where many Lu and towns may have died, Song Cheng only felt that the depth of the world was terrible.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and the trance in his eyes was slightly retracted, and then he walked towards the small town with fireworks in the distance, letting go of his perception and listening to the conversation of the people in the town.

It would have been better if he hadn't listened, but when he listened, he was completely stunned.

The gossips on the busy streets and the various yamen runners in the government offices all indicate one thing: the dynasty has changed, and the new dynasty is called Song, the Great Song.

Song Cheng scanned the panel again and calculated a little, and knew that more than eight years had passed since he entered Jilei Mountain.

More than eight years.

The Shang Dynasty has changed.

Song Cheng did not wait any longer, so he soared into the sky, turned into Kunpeng on the sea-like clouds, and quickly went to the imperial capital in his mind.

He never expected that at this high level, let alone cultivation, even a fight would be calculated in years.

He just led the troops out to destroy the mountain god and the doctor of Jilei Mountain, and eight years had passed.

Eight years

A Ting is already forty, right?

This gave him an unspeakable emotion.

The demonic shadow of a god covered the sky and the sun. Even in the clouds, it still cast its giant shadow across the mountains and rivers, leaving behind many local myths.

For ordinary people, Song Cheng is already a god.

But gods also have sorrows.

He can destroy, but cannot redeem.

He can live forever, but cannot share his lifespan with the most important people.

Imperial Capital

The whole family of Song Wangfu has completely moved into the palace.

After Song An established his unparalleled achievements and returned to the imperial capital, Zhao Hua transferred everything, and in less than two years, Song An directly "requested and gave up three times" and accepted the "throne that the Great Shang Emperor took the initiative to abdicate" and changed the dynasty to Song.

After becoming the emperor, Song An worked hard for the first few years and changed the previous model of "each faction in the rivers and lakes manages each place" to centralized power, but after doing these things, he suddenly found himself confused.

He has a wide range of achievements and expanded the territory of the Great Shang to the Wanling Empire.

His strength has reached the Qi realm, and no matter how much he practices, he will stop there in this life.

He has so much power that he has become the founding emperor and has centralized power in the central government.

As for the elixir of life, he also knows the truth about the "Peaches", and knows that there is no such thing in this world.

What else can I ask for in this life?

Song An, who suddenly lost his direction, suddenly realized that he seemed to have one thing to do, that is, indulge in pleasure!

So, Song An began to "favor treacherous people", "three thousand beauties in the harem", "renovate the palace" and so on.

Tong Niang scolded him many times, and every time he admitted his mistakes, but after Tong Niang went into seclusion, he became worse in an instant, and killed those who dared to tell the secret.

However, no matter how much nonsense he made outside, he was very good to An Chenyu, Su Ningyu, and even the current Princess Song Ting and Princess Song Mo.

At the same time, he was also secretly looking for his father's whereabouts.

However, he had long been accustomed to his father's elusiveness.

Having lived for nearly forty years, he had also understood that his father and he were not from the same world at all. His father was a high god, the sky, so his title of "Son of Heaven" was worthy of the name.

On this day, Song An handled his affairs casually and then leisurely sat on the sheep cart again.

The cart was not driven by anyone, but was wandering around the imperial city by itself.

This was a way of fun that Song An had just thought of recently - he would get off wherever the sheep cart stopped, and the first young beauty he saw was his favorite target tonight.

He received the Four Elephant Guards secretly cultivated by Zhao Hua, and personally cultivated several mysterious forces. At the same time, he also single-handedly managed the "Qiling Guards" operating in the Wanling Empire. In addition, he himself had been a soldier for many years. It can be said that the eldest son of the Song family can be said that there are only a handful of people who can say that in the entire imperial city.

But now, who dares to run to report the news and tell those people that Song An is so licentious and immoral?

Dadada.

Mee hey hey

The goat pulling the cart seemed to be attracted by the herbs growing in winter and went somewhere.

Song An lay in the luxurious and warm blanket of the carriage, staring at the darkness drunkenly, watching the light coming in from the curtains, grabbing the wine jar at random, looking up and drinking wildly, listening to the hustle and bustle of the downtown outside and the hurried evasion, and vaguely heard some discussions about "scriptures", including the Taoist scriptures of Xuanwu Temple and the filial piety book promoted by the dynasty now. I don't know who promoted this "filial piety book", but he thought it was okay, so he used it.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of his eldest sister and third sister now.

The eldest sister was such a powerful person, but now

The third sister has been stupid for more than 20 years.

Life is so fragile, just as the market says - drink today, worry tomorrow, enjoy in time, so as not to waste this life.

The current situation is as solid as a rock.

As long as Song An is alive and Xuanwu Temple is still there, nothing can change.

This is why Song An can enjoy himself so peacefully.

Baa, hey, hey, hey.

The speed of the sheep cart is getting slower and slower. It seems that today's gentle place will end here. Song An yawned, lifted the curtain, looked out, and glanced at it with drunken eyes. It seems to be the house of some scholar.

"Here it is."

"Cough, cough, cough"

The strong cough echoed in the empty garden, accompanied by the rapid voice of the palace maids such as "Princess".

The woman seems to age much faster than ordinary people.

Now she is only forty, but she has already turned a lot white.

Her body can't even be warmed by the floor heating in the palace. Even if she holds the heater all day, she is still cold.

Cold in early years, she starts to suffer in middle age.

The woman is now holding a rabbit heater, sitting on a rattan chair covered with a blanket. In front of her are many palace maids holding ceremonial fans to form a fan wall to shield her from the winter wind.

"Ahem" the woman lowered her head and looked at the rabbit heater.

The heater is so cute, but she is no longer cute, and she suffers from the cold.

She is sleepy and looks at the distance weakly. She no longer sews small animals. It's not that she is lazy, but she is tired.

Now, even if she does a little thing every day, her whole body will be stabbed. The pain is not in the flesh, not in the bones, but waves of unimaginable pain that makes people want to commit suicide.

She endured this pain, day after day, year after year.

Even though many people have treated her, even if many panaceas have been taken, it is useless, but it has become worse.

She looked at the distance with a pale face, her body was so thin that it could be blown down by a gust of wind.

She looked at the horizon and suddenly thought of the man again.

But she became afraid again.

In the eyes of the man, she has always been a lovely daughter.

But now, even if she looks at the bronze mirror, she can no longer detect any cuteness.

A long sigh sounded in the winter.

The sun shone, but there was a little snow.

"It's snowing." A palace maid whispered.

Another palace maid said, "Princess, let's go back to the house."

The woman wrapped herself in a thick coat and nodded.

She still remembered that when she was a child, she loved snow very much. On snowy days, she and the man made snow rabbits together. In order to keep the snow rabbits, the man sewed rabbits for her with skin.

But, since she has fallen into such a body, the mountains and rivers have nothing to do with her from now on. Thousands of styles and thousands of scenes, even if there are, can no longer be seen.

The woman turned around, but suddenly fell into a state of extreme astonishment as if she saw something, and then became extremely nervous.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" She urged hurriedly, "I want to go to bed."

The maids had never seen the eldest princess like this, and although they didn't know why, they hurriedly got busy.

Soon, the eldest princess hid in the bed.

But she turned her back to the door.

There was a noise outside the door.

The maids asked: "Who are you and how did you get into the palace?"

Some maids were about to shout "There is an assassin."

But the eldest princess's voice interrupted them.

"Let him in."

The maids were stunned and looked at the strange boy. They didn't know which son he was for a while, but they had never heard that the princess favored any son of a powerful family.

The boy didn't say much and stepped into the hall.

"Yuchen, you go down too." The eldest princess said to the maid who was closest to her.

The maid was stunned for a moment, then looked at the young man who entered strangely, without saying much, bowed slightly, and then left.

"Close the door." The eldest princess said again.

The maid named Yuchen looked even weirder, but she also closed the door obediently, and urged the maids outside who were trying to eavesdrop to go to the outer courtyard.

In the eldest princess's palace, the young man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay."

Now the eldest princess, A Ting's eyes suddenly turned red, and she choked and shouted: "Dad"

Song Cheng said: "Why are you talking with your back to Dad?"

The eldest princess said: "No, I just haven't woken up yet."

She leaned against the inside of the window, tears falling.

She didn't want her father to see her old age now.

In that case, she would not be her father's lovely daughter.

Song Cheng walked forward, sat down beside the bed, thought for a moment, and said, "A Ting, Daddy may have a way."

"What?"

"After a while, Daddy plans to take you and Xiao Mo'er to the north."

"North?!"

"Yes, the north." Song Cheng speculated from the mountain god's notes and his own understanding of the "Country of Extinction" that if there is still a country of extinction in this land, it must be deep in the barbarians, but there must be four evil places there.

He was unwilling to watch A Ting die of old age, so. He has been thinking of a way over the years: he wants to find a weaker "country of extinction", and then forcibly seize the body, and then give it to A Ting and Xiao Mo'er.

Although I don't know if this method will work, it is the only way to save my daughter.

However, this process may be extremely long, and decades of time are considered fast.

So, he wants to take A Ting and Xiao Mo'er with him.

Before that, he has to go to the barbarians to find some guides.

PS: The number of words today is indeed less, and I will try to make up for it tomorrow.