Pushing forward and being invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

"The world is mediocre, and therefore there is no extraordinary."

"Human strength is limited, and it is difficult to stand shoulder to shoulder with the heavens."

Unwilling to believe in the extraordinary, Chen Feng left home again.

This time, on a snowy mountain, he experienced an avalanche and encountered a violent bear, but even so, he survived and accidentally fell into a cave.

It seemed as if the words of an ancient person were carved on the rock wall, and he read them word by word.

My heart sank, as if many of my beliefs had collapsed.

He became completely convinced that the world was ordinary and that all the extraordinary things were just fantasies in people's minds.

Dejected, Chen Feng had no idea how his family found him and brought him back to his hometown.

Countless words of comfort came from beside me, and my grand fantasy came to an end.

Finally, he returned to a normal life, married and had children as arranged by his family, and ran a company.

Thirty years old, fifty years old, seventy years old
From youth to middle age, and then to the passing of parents and the twilight of life.

From being alone to being with family.

He looked at his filial children, who were already enjoying a blissful family life, a happy home, and everything was perfect.

but
I looked up slightly and gazed at a photograph on the living room table.

The self inside is still young, climbing a high mountain peak.

Wearing a black windbreaker and sunglasses, he stood on the mountaintop, his back to the sun and clouds, exuding an indescribable air of unbridled confidence.

He remembered that back then, he was still searching for the legendary traces of the extraordinary, and he had personally gone to all the dangerous places on Earth to explore and try.

And now.

I looked away and saw my arms, which were full of wrinkles and resembled tree bark.

Then I felt the aging and weakness of my own body.

A series of ripples stirred in Chen Feng's heart.

"turn out to be."

"I'm still not reconciled."

One lifetime ends.

Chen Feng slowly closed his eyes, leaving this world with deep regret.

Many memories quietly faded away, and he began the cycle of reincarnation once again.

This time, he was reborn into a peasant family in an ancient dynasty.

"Brother Feng, why have you been so absent-minded lately?"

"Have you fallen for some girl? Hahaha."

Wrapped in a cotton-padded coat, Chen Feng sat at the village entrance and heard his childhood friend teasing him.

He was already sixteen years old, an age when he could marry and have children.

"Brother Lin, you're making fun of me again."

Chen Feng shook his head slightly, unsure how to explain.

For some reason, I keep thinking about the immortals mentioned in storybooks lately.

He can open the gates of heaven with a single sword and live for thousands of years.

Legend has it that the founding emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty eight hundred years ago received guidance from an immortal, slew a dragon with his sword, and thus succeeded in his rebellion and established the dynasty.

He longed for it.

"Hey, why are you making fun of me?"

"This year's harvest is not very good, and with the continuous snow disasters, my father and mother are also a bit weak."

Lin, a childhood friend on one side, suddenly sighed, his tone low.

Chen Feng's thoughts were interrupted, and he turned his head to look at the left and right sides of the village.

There are large tracts of farmland on both sides of the mountains and forests, which should be planted with a lot of grains and cultivated day and night until the autumn harvest.

However, this year's snowstorm was unusually heavy, with thick snow piled up to a foot deep.

Spring arrived more than a month later than usual, and much of the grain was frozen to death.

"I heard that Master Sun has announced that the rent will increase by another 10% this year?"

Chen Feng asked, "They are just ordinary farmers, and the land is rented from Master Sun."

Previously, we had to hand over 60% of our harvest, which was barely enough to survive.

And now.
"Correct."

Upon hearing the name Master Sun, Lin Ge'er gritted his teeth.

Then, he looked around and saw that no one was around.

He lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "I heard that the rebels have already reached Lin'an County."

"If you ask me, Sun the Skinflint probably doesn't have many good days left."

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng was momentarily stunned.

He then gave Lin Ge'er a deep look and understood what the other party meant.

Master Sun was also known as Master Sun the Skinflint, because he was too calculating and hoarded a lot of land.

If the rebels were to capture Lin'an, the outcome would be self-evident.

Without making a fuss, Chen Feng returned home.

The earthen houses and thatched huts stood close to the donkey shed, with a gray stone millstone.

My parents are old, and I only have one older sister who married into another village five years ago.

He put aside his other thoughts, picked up his scimitar and basket, and planned to go into the mountains to chop some firewood.

The days were getting worse, and news of the rebels attacking the city was becoming more and more frequent.

Yet, he still often thought of the immortals mentioned in storybooks and by storytellers.

He chopped firewood countless times, traversed the mountains and forests near the village, and passed by animal dens.

They found nothing and nearly perished in the jaws of a wild beast.

In a stroke of luck, he stumbled into a mountain stream and ate some wild fruit.

"My strength has increased a lot, as if I have inexhaustible power in my body."

With a look of surprise, Chen Feng forcefully lifted a rock the size of a millstone.

He suspected it was due to the wild fruit he ate.

He dropped the boulder and turned back to look for some more, wanting to bring some back to his parents.

Strangely, the wild fruits had disappeared, and the mountain stream had also vanished without a trace.

"how come?"

Surprised and bewildered, Chen Feng could hardly believe what he was seeing.

It felt like a hallucination, all of it was just my own fantasy.

He stood there, lost in thought, when a firm idea suddenly popped into his mind.

"Perhaps there really are immortals in this world."

Only immortals possess such abilities; he likely received a predestined connection with an immortal beforehand.

Not daring to make a fuss, he then returned to the village.

They were determined to continue their search for the immortals, but the rebel army attacked and occupied Lin'an County, as well as more than a dozen surrounding villages.

"The imperial family of the Great Qian Dynasty is incompetent and tyrannical, levying exorbitant taxes and causing widespread suffering among the people."

"We intend to rise up and overthrow the government, to restore a bright and clear world for all the people."

"From today onwards, in Lin'an County and all villages within a 20-mile radius, the rent for tenant farmers will be reduced to 50%!"

Phew! !
The rebel leader's proclamation was recited by scouts, who set off on horseback, spreading the message throughout Lin'an County.

Chen Feng knew that the world had changed because he had personally witnessed Master Sun being dragged out and beheaded in public.

The villagers were initially afraid, but soon they were overjoyed.

Especially after hearing that the rent had been reduced, they all exclaimed that the rebel leader was holy and enlightened.

"Commander Xu has given the order!"

"Anyone over the age of sixteen may join the army, be granted ten mu of land, a monthly food allowance of one shi, and a salary of five qian of silver!"

"The family's taxes will be reduced by half, and they will receive a bonus of five taels of silver annually!"

Wow! !
The sudden announcement came again, like a whirlwind sweeping across the entire Lin'an County.

In this time of great famine, such treatment was almost a blessing from heaven.

The entire village within a radius of dozens of miles was alarmed, and many young men responded and joined the army.

"Son, you should join the army too."

"Life is tough these days, but perhaps that's a decent way to survive."

The elderly parents spoke softly, their faces filled with reluctance and worry.

They could see that the rebels intended to continue their uprising and wage war, and that enlisting now would likely result in them becoming cannon fodder.

However, staying in the village is not a solution either.

"Brother Feng, I also want to join the army."

“I have already taken care of everything at home. And if I go, my family will be well taken care of. Even if I die, they will receive a pension.”

My childhood friend, Brother Lin, came to my house and told me about his ambitions.

He wanted to follow the rebels and kill villains like Sun Bapi.

Chen Feng remained silent. Without saying a word, he silently went into the mountain, chopped down a lot of firewood, and piled it up behind the courtyard house, taking up an entire courtyard wall.

Afterwards, they went hunting and killed several wild boars, butchered and cleaned them, and then gave them to their parents to marinate.

Since he wanted to search for traces of immortals, he naturally needed sufficient financial resources and manpower. Therefore, he made up his mind to follow the rebel army northward and strive to make a name for himself.

And once he leaves, he may not be able to return home for several years.

"Go, my son."

"Your father and I are waiting for you to come back safely."

After a final hug and farewell, Chen Feng and Lin Ge'er joined the rebel army.

They set up camp and trained day and night.

From soldiers to sieges and battles.

Phew! !
Blood splattered as enemy heads were severed.

Relying on his brute strength and the divine affinity from that wild fruit, Chen Feng possessed astonishing power, capable of taking on a hundred opponents single-handedly.

During this time, he encountered jealousy from others and almost became cannon fodder.

Until finally, on the day he turned seventeen.

The rebels attacked the prefectural city.

He took the lead, climbed the ladder and scaled the wall, using the corpses of his comrades to block the arrows, and leaped onto the city wall.

then.

"kill!!"

Phew! !
He swung his sword and beheaded the city gate commander, which greatly boosted the morale of all the rebel soldiers.

That day, his name resounded in the ears of all the rebels in the prefecture and county.

From that day on, he rose through the ranks, from an ordinary soldier to a cavalry captain.

He broke through the city walls, killed the enemy, and commanded the troops.

Charge into battle, slay enemy generals, and capture flags.
His strength astonished the world, and he accomplished one feat after another.

Unbeknownst to him, he had become the leader of the rebel army's twelve generals, commanding tens of thousands of troops.

Lin Ge'er followed him all the way and became his most trusted strategist.

"General, I'm afraid the purpose of this banquet hosted by the Prince of Xu is not good."

That night, inside the camp.

Chen Feng was now thirty years old, tall and burly, clad in armor and carrying a sword; he was no longer the handsome young man he once was.

The oil lamp inside the tent flickered, and he received a letter from the rebel leader, King Xu.

The other party was originally just an ordinary citizen, but because of the power of the rebels, the imperial family of Daqian was afraid and bestowed upon him the title of king or marquis several years ago.

The letter was very simple; it invited him to a banquet in the capital the next day.

"The capital of the Great Qian Dynasty is about to fall; now is the time to press on with our momentum."

"Instead of issuing military orders and making preparations, they are holding a grand celebration and banquet for all parties. In my opinion, this banquet is probably a trap."

Lin Ge'er is no longer the naive boy he once was; his beard is now gray-black, giving him a composed appearance.

He had offered advice and strategies on many occasions, helping Chen Feng to uncover others' conspiracies.

"I see."

He answered in a low voice, and Chen Feng understood the key point.

He then put down the letter and looked at the flickering lamplight.

大帅
He sighed inwardly and gently stroked the sword at his waist.

Wait until one day later.

Phew! !
A head fell to the ground, and blood splattered five steps away.

At the Feast at Hongmen, he was no match for ten thousand men and personally beheaded the commander-in-chief, Xu Wang.

The bodies of the guards lay scattered nearby, and everyone's expressions changed as they knelt in submission.

That year, at the age of thirty, he officially became the leader of the rebels and received the title of Prince Chen from the Daqian imperial family.

Subsequently, after two years of silence, the troops were reorganized and the situation was stabilized.

When he turned thirty-two.

He led his army to break through the city, ascended the imperial palace, and personally beheaded the Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty.

At this moment, he ascended the throne and became the ruler of the world.

The crowd cheered, and one by one the generals were rewarded and became kings and marquises.

Lin Ge'er was overjoyed to have been appointed prime minister.

However, unlike everyone else.

Chen Feng felt neither satisfaction nor joy.

Instead, he entered the royal treasury alone to search through various records of the Great Qian Dynasty royal family over the past eight hundred years.

"More than 800 years ago, the Great Qian Emperor launched a rebellion and killed a dragon, which caused the heavens to tremble with thunder. In reality, it was just during the rainy season that he killed a spotted venomous snake."

"It is said that an immortal once appeared in Dongyu County and left behind a cave. In reality, it is just an abandoned Taoist temple caused by a landslide."

“Auspicious omens once appeared at West Moon Lake: cold dew fell from the sky, golden lotuses gushed forth from the spring, and a dragon turtle with a golden pearl in its mouth emerged from the water to bear fruit. However, it was all just a deception by the prefect to curry favor with the emperor.”

Disappointed, Chen Feng felt his long-held aspirations crumbling.

They thought that by storming the imperial city, they could uncover many past secrets and discover traces of immortals, but it turned out that it was all just a fantasy.

With a slightly cold look in his eyes, he ascended the throne without any joy, which aroused secret suspicion among the civil and military officials.

Finally, after being asked by Brother Lin, he revealed his thoughts.

Thus, the Seeking Immortals Pavilion was established, responsible for collecting all kinds of folk legends, exploring dangerous places around the world, and searching for traces of immortals.

Day after day, year after year.

During this period, alchemists offered elixirs, claiming they could prolong life and increase longevity. Auspicious omens were also reported from various places, which were said to be signs of divine intervention.

But all of this could not be hidden from the many secret agents of the Immortal Seeking Pavilion, nor from Chen Feng's many attempts.

"Could it be that there are truly no immortals in this world?"

"Is the so-called transcendence merely a delusion?"

His expression changed; Chen Feng was already over sixty years old that year.

He was no longer the dashing and powerful ruler of the world; his black hair turned white, and his robust body gradually became hunched and aged.

"His Majesty."

That year, Brother Lin lay on his sickbed in the Prime Minister's residence.

His face was gaunt and pale; he was about to die.

Chen Feng rushed over and, amidst the trembling gazes of the people from the Prime Minister's residence, sat down beside the sickbed.

The two exchanged a brief glance, and Chen Feng felt as if he had returned to that afternoon at the village entrance.

"Brother Lin"

With a trembling voice, Chen Feng no longer addressed himself as Prime Minister at this moment.

With tears welling up in his eyes, Lin Ge'er understood and grasped his hand.

"Brother Feng"

From childhood friends to ruler and subject sharing the same palace.

They spent a long time together.

"Do you have any last wishes?"

Chen Feng asked, suppressing his grief; as a king, he could not shed tears.

Lin Ge'er's breathing gradually weakened, and he looked around, signaling the others to step back.

Seeing this, Chen Feng nodded and looked at the guards and others.

All the figures left the house, the door was tightly closed, leaving only the two of them.

"I am already blessed by Heaven to have been able to follow Your Majesty throughout my life. Although I am about to die, I have no regrets."

"only."

Their eyes met, and most of the turbidity in Lin Ge'er's eyes dissipated, as if he were experiencing a final burst of energy before death.

He recalled the silence of his brothers when he ascended the throne.

Thinking back to that day when the world was first established, the other party was determined to seek immortality regardless of everything.
"I hope Brother Feng will not listen to the slander of the sorcerer."

"You are an emperor, why seek immortality?"

hum! !

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Feng's eyes widened in surprise.

Lin Ge'er smiled, as if he had finally put some matter to rest.

With no regrets, his breathing gradually ceased.

After his best friend passed away, Chen Feng sat there in silence for a long time.

An intense loneliness assailed him from all directions, enveloping him.

but
As the people from the Prime Minister's residence entered the room one after another, they mourned and wept.

Chen Feng returned to the palace, Lin Ge'er's final words of advice still echoing in his mind.

"I am an emperor, why should I seek immortality?"

"As a king, one is already extraordinary?" (End of Chapter)