No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 34 Good show
Is Baili Taoist really dead?
It was not until this time that Xu Shun felt that Taoist Baili was probably dead.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come out by now.

Otherwise, Master Lan would not act like the host, presiding over the banquet and receiving guests.

Taoist Baili is dead.

He died suddenly.

Xu Shun looked at the white jade coffin, as if he still remembered that a few days ago, Taoist Baili winked at him and said:
"These few days are my big day. If you two junior brothers like something, just take it."

"Just don't let me know."

Facing death again, Xu Shun suddenly remembered his past life.

In his previous life, he only had an understanding of death when he attended a relative’s funeral.

It is a kind of loss and sadness that is difficult to describe.

No matter how glorious a person is during his lifetime, after death he is nothing more than a box or a coffin.

No matter how loudly a person cries or laughs when he is alive, he will lie there quietly after he dies.

The person you used to talk and chat with is suddenly gone.

The people who once had family, friendship, and love with you are no longer here.

A feeling of uncertainty will arise in you.

What is the purpose of human life?
How should we face our life?
What exactly are humans?

As he grew older, Xu Shun attended more funerals. He went from being confused at the beginning to feeling emotional and even indifferent at the end.

Death is fair to everyone.

Everyone will die sooner or later, so just live your life to the best of your ability.

Xu Shun also experienced death. Was it a sudden death from overtime work?
Or was it just an accidental car accident?
He couldn't remember either.

The memory before death is a bit vague.

Xu Shun felt very lucky to be able to travel to this world after death.

Even more fortunately, in this world one can cultivate immortality and prolong one's lifespan, and he has found a master who is about to ascend to heaven.

Compared with the obscurity and ordinariness of the previous life, this life can be said to be a dream start.

He practiced hard, hoping to become an immortal and see the scenery in heaven.

Now, a coffin and the death of a person made Xu Shun realize that the opposite of cultivating immortals is death.

A monk can prolong his lifespan through practice, but unless he becomes an immortal, he will eventually die.

Among the people in Baili Cave Mansion, except for Lan Dao Ren, who else can say that they have a chance of ascending to heaven?

nothing.

So under the heavy music and in front of the white jade coffin, many monks mourned the death of the rabbit.

It seemed as if he would be the next one to lie down.

"Fellow Daoist Baili, you go first! I will come to find you in a few years!" A Taoist who also had white hair and a youthful face came to the white jade coffin, gently stroked the coffin, and said sadly.

His voice was very low, but many people heard it.

Ten years, a hundred years, or at most a few hundred years, it will be the same for them.

You will die just the same.

A dream of becoming an immortal.

Then, some people couldn't help shedding tears.

Not only for Baili Taoist, but also for myself.

When Baili Daoist was young, he was also well-known in the world of immortal cultivation, but when his life came to an end, he was also lying in a coffin. Their talents were not as good as Baili Daoist...

It is difficult to practice and become an immortal. If you are not careful, everything will be in vain.

One person's sadness and tears would be contagious to others, and soon, most people under the pine forest were secretly wiping away tears.

Xu Shun couldn't help but think of his family in his previous life. To his family, he was already dead.

I wonder how my family is doing after I came to this other world?
For him, his family is still alive, but he will never see them again, which is the same as death.

The distance between him and his family is probably the farthest distance in the world.

Really, really, really want to see my family again.

"Oh~" Xu Shun felt uncomfortable, his eyes turned red, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Suddenly, he saw the white jade coffin shaking slightly.

Someone died?
Why is the coffin still moving?
Unless... a corpse rises from the dead?

Bailisong, Qingwei Sect, and zombies were suddenly connected together by Xu Shun, who had a flash of inspiration.

He remembered that in the "Yellow Talisman Sutra", zombies needed blood after they rose from the dead!

Where is the blood?

Aren’t these people in this room filled with blood?
It is blood with spiritual power, which is just right for nourishing the Yin corpse and cultivating the Zombie King!
"Master..." Xu Shun was about to speak to remind his master, but found that he could not speak.

"Disciple, a good show has just begun, how can I let you interrupt it?"

When Lan Daoist's words reached Xu Shun's ears, his pupils dilated and his body trembled.

It's over! Who would have thought that Lan Daoren, a monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes who wanted to ascend to heaven, would actually hook up with Baili Song and do such a thing?

Master, you are so confused!
Master, you are not such a person...

hiss……

Could it be that after Master Lan cut it open, it would turn out black?
Was Lan Daoist's previous carefree life all a disguise?
Who would call themselves a fool?

Would an idiot call himself an idiot?
So Lan Dao Ren is not an idiot, he must be a shrewd and cunning person!
That’s right…his name is Lan Ran, how could he not be a sinister person?
I was so stupid to believe what Lan Ran said!
I'm so stupid...

At this moment, Xu Shun felt that his three views were overturned.

He couldn't see Lan Dao Ren's expression from behind, but Xu Shun thought that Lan Dao Ren should be smiling at this moment, as if he was watching a good show?
Then, Xu Shun realized a new problem.

When Lan Ran and Bai Li Song colluded with each other and massacred all the guests in the cave, his disciple...

Will he be murdered to silence him?
How come Master Lan has been practicing for hundreds of years, he only has two disciples?
In just a few months, he accepted two apprentices, Xu Shun and Zi Su!
How could he only accept two disciples in hundreds of years?
It’s unreasonable, so unreasonable!
Moreover, even if he accepted a disciple, he would not bring him back to the mountain gate. If the disciple died outside, and Master Lan didn't tell anyone, who would know that he had accepted a disciple?

It’s terrifying when you think about it, it’s terrifying when you think about it!
The more Xu Shun thought about it, the more terrified he felt. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Lan Dao Ren was unfathomable. Just like the two-dimensional Aizen, both were people with deep scheming.

Just when Xu Shun figured out the truth, he saw the white jade coffin lid fly up with a "bang".

Then a foot stretched out from the coffin, and it seemed that the person in the coffin kicked the coffin lid away with his foot.

Then, a person sat up from inside.

That person was Bailisong!

Bailisong was wearing red clothes and had dishevelled hair. He looked at the crying people and laughed loudly as he said:

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet!"

"Huh?" Xu Shun was stunned, looking at Bailisong who seemed fine.

Bailisong is not dead, he is just pretending to be dead in the coffin to watch the fun!

And you’re just having fun by yourself!

This is so different from what I imagined!

"You have been practicing for hundreds of years, and now you are crying and wailing when you see me die. It's really ridiculous!"

"I'm in the coffin, and it's so funny to hear you guys crying." Bailisong said with a laugh, patting the coffin.

The coffin shook just now because he couldn't help laughing.

He is really happy.

It was worth it that he prepared this big show.

　Lan Dao Ren: ??? Zicai, what are you imagining?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)