Welcome to the world of strange dreams

Chapter 211 208 This prosperous age is as you wish!
Fu Minghui could only close his eyes and feel it by himself.

Sure enough, she saw some continued scenes.

At this time, she was extremely grateful for her psychic ability. Her predecessors were very indifferent to their identity and achievements, but she could see them all.

The senior was originally a son of a wealthy family. Because he was devoted to Taoism, he became a monk at a young age and practiced Buddhism.

But at that time, the country was suffering, so he had no choice but to enter the mortal world and chose to study abroad and seek a way to save the country. Because his ancestor was a senior naval official in the old days, he chose to attend the Marine Military Academy, hoping to continue his ancestor's legacy and contribute to the powerful Navy.

On the eve of the Anti-Japanese War, although the country had a navy, it was unable to fight.

Because the ships were too old, they could only sadly sink themselves to block the mouth of the river and prevent the enemy from invading.

After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, the war raged only in China.

The senior felt regretful and heartbroken, so he joined the Allied Navy and fought against the odds on the vast ocean beyond his homeland. In this way, he shed his blood for the country.

Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. This is the responsibility of a human being.

As a member of the Dao sect, there is a path called killing.

In troubled times, when foreign enemies invade, resulting in the loss of the country and the humiliation of the people, many Taoist priests will enter the mortal world and enter the killing path, going down the mountain to save the people.

Fu Minghui had heard from her father before that the Maoshan Taoist priests at that time used guns to cross living people and used incense to capture evil spirits.

In 1*9*3*7, a Taoist priest named Li Yuhang led almost all Maoshan Taoist priests down the mountain to participate in the Anti-Japanese War.

There was also a Taoist priest named Gan Shengrong who, armed with a stick and a monkey, killed eleven Japs in a row and became a nightmare for the Japs.

It is precisely because the Taoist priests went down to save the country and sacrificed their lives for the country and the people, which ultimately led to the failure of the Taoist inheritance.

But isn't this great?
Isn't this kind of practice more authentic than any other practice?

The same is true for this senior.

His last battle took place in the waters near this island.

It was a multi-ship melee. The Allied warships were alone and in a weak position. However, when they were unable to retreat and faced the strangulation of multiple Japanese ships, they fought hard and fought to the end.

In the end, the hero died together with several Japanese ships.

One of the ships held many prisoners of war, and it was the ship where Fu Minghui saw the evil spirit that day.

It was also at that time that the seniors died at the same time, but due to a coincidence, they did not leave immediately.

It was at this time that he saw with his own eyes that that little day was also due to chance, because of the huge fear and stimulation before death, and even more because of the viciousness during life, which led to the blessing of evil ghosts and evil spirits, and it was achieved at the moment of death. The evil ghost said.

After all, the more evil a person is, the more frightened they will be on the eve of death.

Although they won't say it, they all know that if there is an afterlife, they will definitely not have a good ending. How can they have the relief, peace or nostalgia that ordinary kind people feel when they die? !

However, this evil ghost path does not refer to the evil ghost path in hell, but the cultivation path of evil spirits.

When seniors see such a situation, they cannot sit idly by, no matter for the sake of the kind-hearted people who have been harmed, for the sake of their own country, or for the sake of the righteous Taoist way.

He was originally a Taoist genius. Although he was delayed because he entered the world of mortals, he still had some skills.

It's a pity that the other party's power is too strong. When the senior used the secret method, the other party took the opportunity to swallow countless souls, whether they were fearful, heroic, sad or nostalgic souls, and all of them were integrated into its evil ghost path, making it powerful. Skyrocketing, more powerful.

So the barrier was established, but it was also crumbling.

There were so many fights, so many breakthroughs in my childhood, so many defenses by my seniors, and so on.

In the end, it was as if the two forces of good and evil were fighting against each other, reaching a strange balance.

If you can’t get out in your childhood, your seniors can’t leave either.

This is helpless, this is fruitless, but the senior is never willing to give up.

He could have left in peace, to the Promised Land of the Soul, with the glory of a hero.

With his achievements and cultivation, he might get a good ending.

But he chose to stay, using his body as oil to continuously burn his consciousness, cultivation, and even the power of his soul to keep the barrier unbreakable. This persistence lasted almost eighty years!
He didn't see the battle between Luo Zhao and Nasha before because he had to guard his Taoist heart, close his five senses, ignore the outside world, and use all his power on the mantra that he had been chanting for eighty years. superior.

However, his strength was almost exhausted after all, and he was exhausted.

At the critical moment of despair and anxiety, his heart moved.

He sensed that someone was coming with kind thoughts and a firm belief in slaying demons and defending the Tao, so he opened his eyes to communicate with Fu Minghui.

He felt that this was the way of heaven, which gave people hope in a desperate situation.

It was precisely with this feeling that he cooperated with Luo Zhao, Fu Minghui and others to finally get rid of the trouble in his childhood.

"It finally worked." When Fu Minghui took back his psychic ability, he only heard the senior say this.

The tone was full of relief.

"That's good, I'm leaving." He said, turning around slowly.

"No, don't!" Fu Minghui shouted, and took a few steps forward, almost standing at the senior's feet.

His image seemed to be virtual and gradually fading, and Fu Minghui couldn't bear to leave it.

It shouldn't be like this!

There should be no heroes who should not be remembered!
There should be no sacrifice so silent!
Although from a Taoist perspective, seeking benevolence will lead to benevolence and following one's own heart, this is exactly what it is, but as a person who enjoys happiness and peace, it must not be forgotten.

"Senior, please tell me your name. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, I swear, I will fulfill them for you!" She said loudly, almost crying.

"Do you wish?" The senior stopped turning around and lowered his head to look at Fu Minghui, his eyes full of compassion.

"Then tell me, what era is it now?"

"2024!"

"Ah, it's almost eighty years."

Yes, you have been here for eighty years.

"Then what kind of world is going on now? How are our country and its people doing? Are they still being oppressed? Is there anyone to protect them?" What he cares about is still justice.

Fu Minghui burst into tears and was so choked that he couldn't speak.

"This prosperous age is as you wish!" Luo Zhao came over and looked up at his senior, "We are already a powerful country, especially the national (harmony of national defense) defense. What we do in our childhood depends on our faces. If we dare not Invasion. Our people have food and clothing, and are no longer the sick* people of East Asia, but have become one of the five most powerful countries in the world. The sacrifices of our predecessors and the sacrifices of our predecessors were not in vain, and their blood was not in vain. Flow. Because of you, our future generations of Chinese will no longer suffer from war.”

As he spoke, the senior nodded slightly, smiling happily.

"Go and get Yun Ke." Luo Zhao turned his head and whispered to Lu Dachui.

Lu Dachui also had tears in his eyes, but he disappeared immediately without saying anything.

Soon, Yun Ke came.

"Show the seniors what our country looks like, the real picture." Luo Zhao said.

Yun Ke doesn't understand everything yet, but he can probably guess a few things.

There is no need to construct a fantasy, just show the reality. For her, it comes easily.

As a result, seniors saw many real scenes.

Those prosperous times that he looked forward to and fought for, even at the expense of his life and soul!

So bright, so prosperous, and so many smiling faces!

Yun Ke even showed the scene of the National Day military parade, as well as so many national weapons.

If anyone dares to attack again, they will definitely receive the most powerful and devastating counterattack!
I said, I want to write about crying for you.

But when I wrote it myself, I burst into tears.

My cleaning aunt came to clean me and she looked at me like I was a psycho...