The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 192: Thousands of years have passed, and the moon is shining on the ancients
Deep in the moon, Liang Yue used his Dharma Eye to observe Qingluan's inner elixir.

This inner elixir is the key to mastering the Yaochi, but it has been integrated with the Qingluan, so I am afraid I cannot fully integrate it.

"No wonder I couldn't refine it before. I can only refine it through corpse transformation, or use golden elixir to slowly grind it."

To control Yao Chi is to control the moon, and thus indirectly affect the earth. If the spiritual energy is revived, one can control the next rain of Emperor Liujiang on the moon to enhance the capabilities of the human race.

Putting down the Qingluan Inner Pill, Liang Yue picked up the Chongtong again.

The double pupils are the most powerful pupils of human beings and the most advanced pupil technique that humans can master.

This pupil is also called the eyes of a king, and it is the unique skill that made Emperor Shun famous.

The double pupils have only two abilities. One is called [Jade Pivot Emperor's Power], which symbolizes the pressure of a king. Under these double pupils, all Taoist arts, magical powers, and realms are weakened by one major level.

The other type is called [Sea Embraces All Rivers], the double pupils can be integrated with the divine pupils of the world and use the abilities of the double pupils of the world.

Mastering the double pupils means fighting across levels and being invincible in the same realm.

It is rare to have double pupils. Emperor Shun had dozens of sons, but only the eldest son successfully awakened the pupils. This shows how difficult it is to have this magical power.

"So, the Heavenly Eye can also be absorbed by the Double Pupil?"

In this life, I will first refine the Yao Chi and Chongtong, and in the next life, I will become a ghost fairy, and then think of a way to explore Jupiter.

Liang Yue put away the treasures and took away Shang Jun's Shoushan Sword. This sword weighs thousands of pounds and is made of Shoushan copper. It is extremely sharp and can be big or small, long or short.

Liang Yue collected Shang Jun's clothes and buried him solemnly.

"Rest in peace, senior."

A pot of ice wine was poured on the grave.

Liang Yue looked around and put away the eighteen jade trees and Qingluan's corpse.

"The jade tree should be a laurel tree. It may be useful when the spiritual energy is revived in the future."

All the sundries were put into Baiyun Imperial Township.

In Baiyundi Township, laurel trees are planted next to the Bodhi trees.

Liang Yue stood in front of the hourglass, looking at the jade sand slowly dripping.

One grain of jade sand represents one breath of time, and it will take about 1,200 years for it to flow away.

"It's almost time for bed."

This time, with the Great Dream Magical Art and the bloodline of the Sun, Moon and Heaven, I will have no problem surviving this life.

With the sun's essence and moon's energy contained in Qingluan's inner elixir, he can sleep for a long time this time.

"Then we won't waste time in the human world. The seeds of the inner alchemy path have been sown. We can just teach them how to seal themselves."

After saying that, Liang Yue closed his eyes and continued to refine the Qingluan Inner Pill.

He released Xuanwu and Huodou.

"Search this place, there may be treasures. As for the other rare flowers and plants, you can use them for yourselves." Liang Yue said.

"Wang Wang!"

Huotou stepped on the flames and soon found the bones from the corner, enjoying it happily. Xuanwu could only stare blankly at the side because he was slow.

"Xiaotian, give Xuanwu some."

Liang Yue smiled.

In this world where there are few familiar faces, the two beasts are his only companions. Both beasts have broken through the realm of demon beasts and can live for another few hundred years without any problem.

Now that it has eaten the leftovers of Yao Chi, perhaps it will be able to break through to a higher-level spiritual beast.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and the years fly by.

The pyramids transmit the essence of the sun and the moon, and produce the seeds of spiritual practice in the human world.

In 1000, the nd year of Yongxi, Liang Yue was years old. The founding emperor was frozen twelve years ago.

After seventy years of existence, the Song Dynasty had already achieved the territory of the Tang Dynasty at its peak. The Khitans in the north surrendered and were immersed in the civilization of the Central Plains.

Luoyang.

Gathering envoys from home and abroad and merchants from all directions.

Lantern Festival, Luoyang City.

The setting sun melts gold, the evening clouds merge into one, the bright moon rises, and every household in Luoyang hangs up colorful lanterns, illuminating the sky.

A grand Lantern Festival is held with the Jade Emperor Pagoda built by the previous emperor as the center.

The sounds of gongs and drums, shouts, and applause...

Thousands of doors are unlocked and thousands of lights are on, and the capital is bustling in the middle of the first lunar month.

"Oh my god, is this the Heavenly Sword on the family emblem? It seems that the ancestor of my Lyon family is also an angel enlightened by the Jade Emperor."

The late emperor's Heavenly Sword was put on display after a long absence, and the envoy from the Grand Duke of Venice in Rome was amazed.

They came here to trace their roots, and now that they have seen the real Sword of the Heavenly Sword, they finally understand their relationship with the Central Plains of China.

"This is truly a majestic city blessed by God. The former emperor of Song was inspired by God to become the emperor. The Lyon family should not be just a grand duke, we also want to be emperors."

The descendants of the Lyon family have a burning fire of ambition in their eyes.

Luoyang City has a population of two million, making it the largest city in the world, and the emperor who rules this city is also the king of kings.

He planned to meet the emperor and ask him to help him become the King of the West.

The upper floors of the Jade Emperor Pagoda.

The Penglai royal family, the imperial masters of the Shenxiao Lei Palace, and the royal monks are all here.

Lu Dongbin is already a white-haired old man, but his energy and blood are as vigorous as that of a young man. He is now a master of the third level of golden elixir and his cultivation is extremely profound.

He waved his hand.

Wow!
A divine light appeared in the night sky, and two beautiful maids floated down from the Moon Palace, holding a tray with wine, water, and fruits on it.

The food was placed on the table and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Master Chunyang's illusion technique is so indistinguishable from reality."

Everyone sighed.

This is the number one god in the world. They have never seen anyone use magic before. If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t believe that magic really exists in the world.

The young man behind Lu Dongbin had a flash of envy in his eyes and asked, "Master, can I do this in the future?"

"Wu Song, once you have built your foundation for a hundred days, I will teach you how to cast spells."

Lu Dongbin did not answer, but the old man beside him spoke.

Wu Song was one of the talents cultivated by the 107 gods and demons, and Lu Dongbin only accepted Wu Song and Lu Zhishen. "The way of the immortal is mysterious..."

Everyone looked at the bright moon and sighed.

Compared to the prosperity of the human world, they would rather pursue the unpredictable path to immortality.

The mysterious and unfathomable Jade Emperor is their final destination.

"Ranking among the immortals" is the belief of the cultivators in this world. The necessary conditions for ranking among the immortals are to build a foundation and have merits. Or to form a pill and step into the golden pill road.

Everyone climbed to a high place and looked at the prosperity of the world.

In the clouds, Liang Yue looked at the prosperity of the imperial capital.

The prosperity of the world is always surprisingly similar.

"Come and take a look, guess the riddles, and there will be prizes!"

"Ten fights, ten wins. Cockfighting! Who dares to fight against me, the Emperor of the South China Sea?"

"Haha, Brother Liu, how have you been these days since we last met in Jiankang? Come on, let's play a few rounds of mahjong."

"Mahjong is boring. I lose more than I win. Let's eat hotpot together."

It was another prosperous era for scholars, peddlers and hawkers.

Liang Yue looked at the customs of his time that were still passed down among the people, and he felt as if time had gone back in time.

Every bit of our own contributions have been integrated into this civilization and become a part of the spiritual life of Chinese civilization.

"It turns out that I have grown up with this civilization for nearly seven hundred years."

Jiangzuo Lianglang is not just a simple allusion, but the embodying of Wei and Jin culture, immortal martial arts, the heroic spirit of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and the literary spirit of the Song Dynasty… Immortality does not mean living in seclusion from the world, and Liang Yue himself did not achieve nothing, but instead subtly changed the historical course of civilization.

“What will Luoyang look like a thousand years from now? How will future generations evaluate the people of this era?”

……

After the banquet, Lu Dongbin came to the courtyard to get some fresh air.

Disciples Wu Song and Lu Zhishen hid in the alchemy room, tinkering with something.

A person walked out of the darkness.

"The master is still as charming as ever." Lu Dongbin said with a smile.

After not seeing each other for twenty years, that person is still the same person.

The two were just reminiscing about the past.

boom!
Suddenly, there was an explosion in the alchemy room, the door was blown over, and flames rose.

"Huh?" Liang Yue turned his head suddenly.

In an instant, everything in the world seemed to change.

"not good!"

Lu Dongbin flashed into the alchemy room, carrying two dark-skinned young men.

"What the hell are you doing, you little bastard?"

"Master, I don't know either. We just added sulfur, charcoal and saltpeter, and then it exploded." The burly Lu Zhishen complained bitterly.

"I see."

Liang Yue smiled slightly, he knew what the future would be like.

It was an era of peace and prosperity.

"Okay, let the youngster figure it out on his own."

Liang Yue turned and left, and Lu Dongbin followed closely behind.

"I will stay away from the world for a long time. There is a ten thousand year old black ice in Kuaiji Mountain. After you are among the immortals, you can let the disciples who have established their foundation in the future generations to be frozen in the ice and live in the world. I will come down to take you when I have time."

After that, Liang Yue handed over the earth escape technique, ice freezing technique, and the map of the thousand-year-old black ice in Kuaiji Mountain to everyone.

"Remember, this map is top secret, and only one person in each generation can know it."

Liang Yue will let Xuanwu guard this place as a precaution.

"Disciple understands!"

Lu Dongbin carefully put away the drawings, and in a blink of an eye, Liang Yue disappeared.

Two disciples came up and asked mysteriously, "Master, who is that Taoist?"

"It's your ancestor, the Immortal in the Moon, Lord Liang of Jiangzuo." Lu Dongbin said with a smile.

On earth he is called the Patriarch and the King of the East, and in heaven he is the Jade Emperor.

This time, he said goodbye to his ancestor.

"Oh I got it."

The two were ignorant and only realized belatedly in the future that they realized how profound their fate was today.

Within the Luoyang market.

The old Taoist priest is among the crowd, seeming to be away from the world, yet also seeming to have stepped into the mortal world.

Feel the hustle and bustle around you.

This scene seems to have returned to the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Jiankang of the Liang Dynasty, and Kuaiji of the Southern Song Dynasty, when many people were there.

The sound of scholars reciting poetry came from the attic.

"People and things are subject to change, and the past and present are connected. The mountains and rivers have left their beautiful sites, and we can visit them again... The Liang Gong stele is still there, and I shed tears after reading it."

One year spent similar, each year is different.

Longevity has both loneliness and freedom. The greatest freedom of longevity is to witness the evaluation of future generations with one's own eyes.

The literati and celebrities of the Tang and Song dynasties grew up listening to the story of Liang Lang of Jiangzuo. As long as civilization continues, his story will still be passed down in the next dynasty, or even hundreds or thousands of years later, but in a different form.

Those who cherish the memory of the past may not believe that the ancients are standing next to them.

At some point, Liang Yue landed on the lunar surface, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the Earth.

Thousands of years have passed since the past, and today’s moon still shines on the ancients; this is the poetry that belongs only to one person.

"I am destiny, I am civilization."

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(End of this chapter)