Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 347 My life long cherished wish, but nothing more!

When Ji Qiu and Mo Di arrived in front of that thatched hut, the last scene they saw was the leader of the medical family named Chang Sang Jun, smiling slightly at the commoner man beside Ji Qiu.

Immediately, it turned into dust and went away.

The light rain in the sky is still falling, but it is bigger, and the smell of herbs that permeates the sky and the earth is getting stronger and stronger, as if the main medicine that was blindly missing at the end was added, so some kind of sublimation has been evolved.

The spirit of life returns to this land.

Overlooking the more than one hundred big cities in the entire Wei Kingdom from a high place, as well as those countless small towns and villages, it can be clearly seen that it is completely different from the previous scene of plague and sorrow.

The people who were originally unable to return to heaven after the pestilence entered the internal organs, sacrificed themselves through a powerful statue, thinking that it was a great medicine to save the world, and melted into the great Wei soil. Their weak hearts finally recovered slowly. the previous jump.

Whether it is a descendant of divine blood or an ordinary mortal.

When these people struggled to stand up, they continued the "heart fire" that belonged to their lives.

What emerged from their expressions was one of bewilderment, as if they were walking back from the gate of hell, and the painful memories were still haunting their hearts, so they couldn't remember anything.

But in the dark, there are memories, which make them feel something in their hearts.

That is, they should have been 'dead' people.

It was just that someone used his own way to bring them out of the deadlock.

They didn't know who the man was.

But looking at the light rain falling from the sky to disperse the plague.

In everyone's heart, there was a faint throbbing rising in the same way.

Perhaps, after today.

Wei's "plague" and "disease" no longer exist.

This is the realization that exists in everyone's heart at this time.

And most people, or almost everyone, are ignorant of the details.

But as long as someone knows no.

As long as it is done, whether you know it or not, in fact,
It doesn't seem that important anymore.

Is not it?
Physician, in front of the thatched cottage.

Many disciples showed mournful expressions, and Mo Di, who had rushed over, heard Mr. Changsang's last words, so he stopped, feeling a little sentimental:

"I haven't known this person for a long time. It's just that we have a little friendship after we entered the Wei realm."

"He is one of the pioneers who pioneered the framework of doctors and families. He has always been in Wei State, and he has never gone to Jixia to set up a theory, nor has he written a book or biography. He has recruited disciples and is famous all over the world."

"It has always been adhering to the so-called 'doctor' concept and doing the purest things."

"This time, all the common people who have crossed the entire Wei state with their own bodies, if my generation can clear up the ignorance in other years, there should be a part in the history of this life!"

Ji Qiu stretched out his hand, touched the faint light spot, and sighed:
"There will be that day."

In the later generations, he swept away the world, although the generations have passed.

But those names and taboos that are as bright as stars, even if they are not known to the public, are still left in the classics, leaving a strong ink.

A corner that is simple and simple, a few words and a few words, once upon a time, maybe once magnificent, like an epic, remembered by countless people.

Just like the torches hanging high above, even though they were weak, they never faded away.

The two stopped here.

The thin, slender, rather refined man who was accompanying Mr. Changsang stood up at this moment.

His name is Bian Que, and he is the most important son of the medical family except Changsang Jun.

And with the passing of Mr. Changsang, all his medical roots have been taught to him, which means that from today onwards, the leader of one of the hundred schools of medicine has changed accordingly.

Kowtowing in the direction of Changsang Jun's emergence, Bian Que looked at Ji Qiu and Mo Di who were standing outside the wooden fence, and bowed:
"Two gentlemen."

"Before the teacher passed away, he watched the turmoil in Daliang, the capital of Wei, so we know that the haze of this Wei land for thousands of years has finally come to this day, thanks to the two of you."

"The long-cherished wish of my life has been fulfilled. I will work with fellow doctors on behalf of the teacher. I thank you both."

His voice is sincere.

Immediately after, the disciples of the medical family who surrounded them also looked at the two of them, even though their eyes couldn't hide their sadness, they still contained strong respect.

"My generation, thank you two gentlemen!"

The dusty and rotten rule established by King Wu of Wei and God of Suffering caused this plague to spread and erode in Wei State for thousands of years.

To be able to make it to this day, the person who created it with one hand, only in this land, is a definite achievement for thousands of years!
It's just that Mo Di turned his lower body silently to avoid it.

The Mohists pay attention to getting things done, not seeking fame and fortune.

Besides, having said that, he is not the decisive factor in this matter, if he accepts this worship, he will really feel ashamed.

After all, Mo Di himself doesn't think that being able to transform himself into Tao is more important than Changsang Jun, who is in the sky.

As for Ji Qiu, he seemed a little dazed, but after a half-beat slow, the true gentleman in white also waved his hands and shook his head:

"It's serious."

"Although Lord Changsang and I have never met, his achievements must not be forgotten by all the people in the entire Wei land."

"If he hadn't given up his way and made a move, I would have no way to deal with the great plague in Wei and land that lingers all year round."

"This obeisance should be used to bid farewell to Mr. Changsang."

After finishing speaking, Ji Qiu looked at Bian Que with some emotion.

This is not the first time he has met the sons of this doctor family, who is now the leader.

Previously in Zhao Wangcheng.

During a period of time, Ji Qiu also heard about the name of this medical master, and when Dong Jun was injured, he saw his rejuvenating healing skills.

It is no exaggeration to say that his attainments in medicine are no less than that of Mr. Changsang.

And after this battle, when Changsang Jun became immortal, the energy and spirit were injected into Bian Que's mind like a divine enlightenment.

Come to think of it, after some time.

This leader should also inherit the name of his teacher and become the top doctor in the world.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while in this simple hospital compound, and sent Mr. Changsang off for the last time.

It was seen that many disciples of the medical family who were immersed in grief got up and said goodbye one by one, and wanted to travel around the cities to check for omissions and make up for gaps, to see if there were any people who had gone away from the plague and were still in danger of life.

Now, although Mr. Changsang has passed away, the ambition of a doctor has not yet fallen.

It is unwise to leave memories in vain when the Sri Lankan people are gone.

What should really be done is to bear the weight of life and death and continue to forge ahead.

Only in this way can we live up to the name of the 'doctor'!

Watching the courtyard come and go.

Ji Qiu stood side by side with Mo Di.

The two raised their eyebrows and looked at the clouds and mists. When they saw the cloudy sky on a sunny day, even if they swept away the dust of Wei Guo, they couldn't feel happy at all.

Perhaps, the only way to survive the misery and catastrophe of this world is to eliminate all the eyes of the gods in the galaxy on top.

Only then can it be called the real Haiyan and Heqing, and the world will be peaceful.

"Where does Mr. Ji intend to go after that?"

With his hands behind his back, Mo Di suddenly spoke.

"I want to inform Qin Zheng about the matter of Wei State, and ask him to pack up the situation, and then pack up and go to Chu State."

"I made a promise before, so I went to Nanchu now, intending to assassinate the king!"

Ji Qiu remembered the promise he had made with the generals before, and together with gathering Jiuding, it happened to be on the way, so he responded.

"Then why don't you go back to Eastern Qi with me, kill Jiang Qi first, and then pacify Southern Chu?"

"I heard that because of you, the Taoist master achieved supernatural powers. He took the life of the Lord of the Western Qin Dynasty half a distance away from Kyushu before. He is already invincible in this world!"

"This is a good time to go, to kill all the old kings of Kyushu, and then invite the emperor of Zhou to take off the crown, and the world will live in peace!"

Turning his body sideways, Mo Di couldn't help sending out an invitation.

But for this, Ji Qiu laughed and looked to the east:

"Right now is very different from before."

"Back when I left Jixia, the members of the various schools of thought had not decided to set off a wave of change, so no matter how the Lord Jiang Qi tried, Jixia would not express his opinion."

"So even if the master and Mr. Li can suppress the king of a country, they will still have concerns, and they will focus on protecting themselves and will not use all their strength."

"But it's different now."

"The Lord of Jiang Qi, how can he be the opponent of Dao Zun?"

"You just go."

"When I finish my career and retire, I want to come to this world, and the rule of the blood of the gods will also come to an end!"

Ji Qiu's tone was full of confidence. Hearing this, Mo Di was a little shocked, but after feeling the drunken madness and unwillingness to accept his pride, he couldn't help but be infected by it, and his mood rose a little:

"If so."

"Then I wish you the best of luck, sir."

"Exactly as it was said."

"All the kings have come to an end, Jiang Qi, how can he be exempt from vulgarity?"

Until the day when the sun shines down.

The two bid farewell immediately and went to one side each.

There was only a mulberry tree seedling left in place, growing rapidly under the light that broke through the clouds and mist.

Between swaggering, it has become a towering shape, dotted with the light rain that has just stopped, bathed in the breeze blowing gently, and the green branches and buds are swinging at will.

It's like a new sky in the world.

Zhao Wangzheng, three years.

The lord of the Western Qin Dynasty died at the foot of Hangu Pass, and Wang Zheng put on a strong and persistent army. He mobilized 15 tigers and wolves to knock on the pass. In the name of blood orthodoxy, he broke Hangu and drove straight in.

In this campaign, 76 cities in the Western Qin Dynasty were destroyed, an ancient prince was guarded in the back town, and the Western Qin Dynasty entered Zhao, and he has ruled the two countries since then.

The ancient battlefield on the verge of Xianyang.

The wind and sand brushed over his face, revealing Qin Zhengyin's fortitude and decisiveness.

Swords were stabbed across the ground, countless flags were broken and collapsed, blood was dried up on the ground, and there were countless potholes and cracks.

Flying the flags of "Zhao" and "Zheng", it is the only fire that is still standing here.

It shows who the final winner of this battlefield belongs to.

Take a deep breath.

Qin Zheng put away the kingly sword that Ji Qiu had invited for him, and then stood in front of a huge ancient corpse, looking down at the surrounding fields with his eyes, like a real dragon soaring into the sky, overlooking those defeated.

With the last blood of Western Qin in his body, he is an irreversible heir.

But there are always some people with ulterior motives who intend to hold power and want to take advantage of the chaos and ban the Western Qin Dynasty, so they use the deeds of him killing the first ancestor to resist the Qin government's closing in.

But the result is self-evident.

That ancient corpse was a well-known ancient figure in the Western Qin Dynasty before, and he wanted to wrestle with Qin Zheng.

So, he died.

The blood-stained armor added a bit of bloodthirsty spirit to Qin Zheng.

Looking at the vast land, those fierce soldiers who surrounded him.

Qin Zheng raised his arms high, and behind him, banners fluttered!

"Great wind!!"

This loud shout seemed to trigger the fuse.

In an instant, overwhelming roars followed, endlessly!
"Get up!!"

Sing along with the roar.

Wait until the sun sets and rises again the next day.

In the universe, all are Wang Banners!
Dongqi, Linzi.

The oldest palace.

There was a bloody arm that fell to the ground and slowly rolled down from the royal steps.

The Lord Jiang Qi, who once looked down on the world from high above, now has a cold gaze.

Unchanged, the Jiang Qi royal family, which had ruled Qi for thousands of years, had a coup d'état.

Shangqing Tian, ​​one of the Nine Qings, the ancient source of his blood, overthrew Linzi, trying to replace him and be the master of this vast east.

Originally, Lord Jiang Qi regarded him as nothing more than a clown.

but.
He actually colluded with Jixia Academy and brought out several terrifying and powerful figures!

Especially, the person in front of you.

Lord Jiang Qi never imagined that under his noses, ordinary people who he regarded as tools to explore the new way, could reach this step in just a short period of nearly a thousand years.

The former king looked at the Taoist surrounded by fresh air in front of him, his throat rolled several times, and finally said:

"Since it has such a powerful power."

"Why don't you want to become a generation of princes and call yourself the ancestor?"

Looking at his fallen arm, he knew that he was definitely not the opponent of the Taoist in front of him.

Collect information on Jixia all the year round.

The Lord Jiang Qi knew the identity of this person.

Among the various schools of thought, the leader of the Taoist lineage is named Li Er.

In fact, not long ago, he also received the news that the Lord of Western Qin had fallen, and he was suspected of being attacked by a master of Taoism. At that time, he only thought it was incredible and didn't care.

But I didn't want to, it was actually true.

Although he knew that his life span was short, he had thought about many ways to die, but Lord Jiang Qi didn't think about it himself.

before finally coming.

The person who took everything from him was not the one who had given him authority in that day.

But
A mortal.

When it was time for another confrontation, he was dazzled by the quiet and inaction Dao seal.

In the hazy, at the last moment of the passing of life.

The Lord of Jiang Qi only heard the last sentence:
"Killing you is just because the way is different."

"Princes, dukes and ministers, called the ancestors and ancestors"

Youyou gave up with a sigh.

The ancient king lost consciousness.

Only the Taoist remained standing majestically, put away the slightly dim giant cauldron after the battle, and then put his hands behind his back, like the beginning of all things, the beginning of all things:
"Thousands of years have passed, even the king of blood will inevitably return to dust."

"These secular authorities, if not for the Tao, would be useless."

"If you don't understand some things at first, you won't understand them throughout your life."

Looking at the night, the sky is turned upside down.

Li Er's eyes were deep, as if he had seen through everything.

In fact, Jixia's fall in Jiqiu's simulation is just because of different choices.

The disbandment of Yixia and the act of hibernation was not because he was afraid of Jiang Qi's king.

It's just because in the eyes of those leaders, before all the opportunities come, they can't overthrow the rule of the god-blood on the ground in one fell swoop, so a short-term struggle of spirits will be useless.

But now it's different.

As a butterfly, Dang Jiqiu set off this changing situation.

Then the Taoist leader who has obtained the perfection of the Faxiang Yuanshen system and has become even more unfathomable, the master who suppressed and killed Jiang Qi
Just nodding.

Therefore, Jiang Qi's downfall had already begun on the day when Zhao Guosheng changed.

It is a foregone conclusion.

(End of this chapter)