I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 63: I have become a poet again

There are always people who firmly believe that as long as a person lives long enough, he will gradually develop into a well-rounded person.

This is actually a kind of prejudice.

The longer a person lives, the more he will understand one truth - play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses.

He may try to become a certain kind of person out of his own preferences, or he may avoid a certain situation for his entire life or even forever.

Especially adults who are mentally mature, or those who have made great achievements in certain fields, they will naturally avoid unfavorable situations.

To put it in a joking way.

Why are only children picky eaters?

Because adults only buy and cook the food they like.

Replace the child with a weak person; replace the adult with a strong person...the same principle applies.

Strong people who have grown stronger do not need to follow rules and regulations. They can use rules, transform rules, and even create rules.

The same goes for Bai Xuan. He has experienced a long time and spanned a long history. He is undoubtedly a strong man, and a strong man who is not afraid of death.

Because of this, he has long fallen into a certain life inertia.

It’s like he made three rules for himself.

First, the same account should never be used for more than 20 years, and should never be used for more than 1,000 consecutive days;
Second, there will definitely not be any direct blood relatives left in this world.

These two are both habits and rules he sets for himself.

The former is to ensure that one's mentality will not be out of touch with modern society, while ensuring the unity of one's physical and mental age.

Because human mentality and physiological state are closely related, if the account he is using is already very old, this will inevitably quickly affect his inner state, and over time will bring irreversible psychological changes. Therefore, once he randomly encounters an elderly account, he will quickly find an opportunity to reopen it.

It is not used continuously for more than twenty years. Firstly, it is to prevent the aging of the body from affecting the mental state. Secondly, he thinks that twenty years is enough for a person to do one big thing in his lifetime. If it is delayed too long, it will not be accomplished. If it cannot be accomplished, then the worst that can happen is to reopen it.

Let’s talk about the latter: no direct blood relatives left behind.

This is a form of self-protection and also a way to prevent addiction.

If direct descendants are left behind, they will continue to give birth to offspring, and the descendants will be endless, and the impact will be far-reaching and unpredictable.

Moreover, a person can be cruel to himself, but it is difficult to be cruel to his loved ones.

Leaving direct descendants means establishing a deeper connection with the world. Once this emotional bond is established, it is difficult to separate or sever.

Therefore, in all his past lives, he adhered to the basic principle of "I will enjoy my life without children and grandchildren."

The cumulative effect of these behavioral habits is also very significant.

Even though the wheel of history has rolled from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Southern and Northern Dynasties, he can still maintain the optimistic and positive mentality of a young man.

Every time he did important things while he was young, and then died quickly, leaving no direct descendants. It was a quick and easy way to be free of worries.

The operation is smooth and consistent with the mental state and hedonism of modern young people.

Even though he became a terrestrial immortal who was difficult to be captured by the heaven, he still adhered to this good habit he had developed since his reincarnation, and firmly believed that he did not need to live too long, and that those who were old and unwilling to die were thieves.

So far, no one has been able to break him from this habit.

This behavioral inertia that has long been developed is the most difficult to detect.

Bai Xuan had no scruples at all when he squandered his life.

Just as he faced death calmly, he had no hesitation in severing all ties and concerns in this life.

so……

Bai Xuan doesn't understand what love is.

He can't fall in love.

Not to mention eloping with a woman.

What Ning Jianshuang and the little maid Luluo were worried about had no chance of happening at all.

Bai Xuan can live for a very long time in this world, so in his eyes, other people are short-lived.

There is no need to say much about the theory of longevity. Those who understand will understand.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The two groups of people met at the gate of Wuhu County.

Everyone goes back to their own homes, each looking for his own mother.

When we parted, we just said some polite words.

As they were about to part, although Lin Jiaolu was filled with melancholy, she did not show a negative attitude. Perhaps it was the marriage certificate in her arms that had no legal effect that gave her courage.

She tried her best to show a better self and behave gracefully when they parted.

"Take care of yourself." Bai Xuan said goodbye from a distance, clasping his fists: "The road ahead is long, we'll meet again if fate allows."

At the last moment, she still couldn't bear to leave.

It was the first time she met such a person, who was not greedy for anything from her, and saved lives without expecting anything in return.

No matter what others think or see, in Lin Jiaolu's eyes, she will never meet someone like Bai Xuan again in her life, and those thrilling days of life and death will never happen again.

She gritted her teeth and rushed forward in front of many people around her.

Lin Buren helplessly raised his hand to support his forehead; Ning Jianshuang also turned his head in cooperation.

The deer hugged the boy tightly, his voice trembling with emotion, "In two years at the latest, I will definitely come to find you."

Bai Xuan didn't say anything, just touched her hair, then pushed the girl who was in love for the first time half a step away: "We should go."

He turned and stepped into the carriage.

There was white frost on both sides of the road outside the city gate, and white mist was floating in the air.

The convoy had travelled less than thirty steps when only a few blurry shadows remained, and the sound of horse hooves gradually faded away.

Lin Jiaolu suddenly remembered a poem that had been circulated hundreds of years ago.

"Thinking of leaving, thousands of miles of smoke and waves, dusk is heavy and vast over the Chu sky. Since ancient times, sentimental people have been sad about separation, and it is even more unbearable to be lonely in the cold autumn season."

In the past, when I read poems and lyrics, I only thought that the wording and sentence structure were beautiful. Now I understand the situation of parting described in them and how appropriate they are.

When I first read it, I didn’t understand the meaning of the poem, but when I heard it again, I had become the person in it.

Beside the road, the deer stood there blankly, not moving.

"It's time for us to set off." Lin Buren waited until she calmed down and said softly, "The people from the Fanyang Lu family have already heard the news. This matter needs to be negotiated. As a party involved, you must come forward."

"Yes, I know." Lin Jiaolu readily agreed. She sat on the back of the Moon Chasing Wolf and looked forward. "The Fanyang Lu family has an unshirkable responsibility in this matter. I would like to use this opportunity to ask them for something."

Lin Buren became interested and asked, stroking his beard, "Oh? What is it?" "It is rumored that the Lu family of Fanyang found the former site of the sword immortal Bai Wuming and obtained the relics there. I want those things."

"The Sword Immortal's relics are indeed valuable, but their value varies from person to person." Lin Buren asked, "Why do you want them?"

Lin Jiaolu replied with two words: "Dowry."

Lin Buren's hands trembled, and he pulled out a few hairs from his beard. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You girl..."

Lin Jiaolu's words were half true and half false. In fact, she witnessed with her own eyes how Bai Xuan defeated Ban Zong. She was certain that Bai Xuan must have obtained the sword immortal's inheritance, so Bai Wuming's thing would be useful to him, so she came up with this idea.

She naturally wouldn't tell anyone else.

Before leaving Wu County, she took a look at this small town that was not very clear or profound in her memory...

Perhaps no matter how much time passes, she will still be able to clearly remember the bustling atmosphere in the night market last night, and no matter how many years pass, she will never be able to leave this small town again.

"Two years."

The girl murmured, her eyes returning to a determined look as she pressed her chest, "That's enough!"

"Mei Niang, let's go home!"

The girl rode on the white wolf and galloped across the fields.

The Moon-Chasing Wolf broke through the white fog, and a long howl announced that the story of Wuxian had come to an end and a new page had been turned.

"Ouch——!"

……

on the official road.

The two carriages drove forward slowly.

After leaving Wuhu County, I set out on the journey back home as usual.

The old man holding the sword said, "At this rate, we should be able to reach Chenlong Town in two days."

Bai Xuan asked: "Chenlong Town? Isn't it Jiankang?"

"It's also within the scope of Jiankang, belonging to the suburbs of the Southern Dynasty's capital." Ning Jianshuang explained: "The deceased is buried in peace. My father is going back to the Jiang family. The Jiang family is not in the city, but in Chenlong Town on the outskirts of Beijing. My grandfather Jiang Shenlong came from Chenlong Town, so his ancestral home is here."

People believe in returning their souls to their hometowns. If they have a clan, most of the time they choose to be buried in their hometown rather than in a cemetery.

Since Jiang Shenlong, the Jiang family has been a well-known and prestigious family in the local area. It has been around for more than 80 years, almost a hundred years.

Bai Xuan nodded, then looked at the old man in confusion: "Who is this?"

"I forgot to introduce him to you. He is one of the owners of Juyi Pavilion, Owner Yanbo, and he is our uncle."

"My last name is Li Qian, you can call me Uncle Qian." The owner of Yanbo Tower said with a smile. He looked quite old, and in fact he was indeed very old, already in his seventies... It is rare for a person to live to be seventy years old. Although he looked old, he did not have the aura of decay.

"An eagle stands as if asleep, a tiger walks as if sick." Bai Xuan commented, "Uncle Qian's inner energy is restrained, giving people a feeling of drowsiness and lethargy. I think he is a master of inner cultivation."

The owner of Yanbo Tower opened his eyes, a gleam of brilliance flashing out, "Excellent eyesight! Your eyesight is comparable to that of a veteran with thirty years of experience. How did you develop this skill at such a young age?"

"intuition."

"Talent? That's right. Jiang Baichuan has a good disciple." The owner of Yanbo Tower sighed softly, "Back then, we were close friends who traveled the martial arts world together. However, I lacked talent and was unable to join the Western Shu Sword Forest. Later, I ventured into the martial arts world on my own and had some unique adventures. That's how I cultivated first-rate internal energy and second-rate swordsmanship."

"Uncle Qian is too modest. He has been the owner of the building for nearly 30 years and has always been the backbone of Juyi Pavilion. Without his support, I am afraid I would have lost my voice in Juyi Pavilion long ago..." Ning Jianshuang expressed his gratitude while beginning to introduce the internal situation of Juyi Pavilion.

Juyi Pavilion is an organization founded by Jiang Shenlong. Its managers are all heroes who have made friends out of loyalty, but its essence is a chamber of commerce.

From top to bottom in the Juyi Pavilion, the highest position is the Pavilion Master, the person who makes the decisions and the boss; next is the Building Master, then the Advisor, usually a direct disciple, then the Guest Official, and finally the Steward, Deacon, etc...

During its heyday, the Juyi Pavilion had a total of eight masters, each in charge of different areas. With the passing of Jiang Shenlong, the influence of the Juyi Pavilion declined, and only five masters remained.

The owner of the building is equivalent to the second in command with real power, and Juyi Pavilion is a gang organization. If the Jiang family has no successor, other owners of the building may usurp the throne, and this is also in line with the rules of the gang.

Ning Jianshuang was not the head of Juyi Pavilion from the beginning to the end. She was only acting as the head of the Pavilion and had no actual power to make decisions. She was only responsible for convening meetings and mediating the interests of all parties. If it were not for the fact that the five leaders of the Pavilion were not united, she would have been driven out long ago.

The owner of Yanbo Tower supports Ning Jianshuang. Li Qian is already seventy-seven years old this year and has only two daughters, both of whom are married and have children and are living well. Therefore, he has no obsession with the property status of Juyi Pavilion.

But Li Qian also knew that this was not a long-term solution. Ning Jianshuang's surname was Ning after all. If she wanted to inherit the title of Duke Ning in the future, she would have to give up the position of acting leader of Juyi Pavilion.

The Juyi Pavilion now needs a young master of the Jiang family who can keep the situation under control, preferably one with a bright future.

Bai Xuan's appearance was just right and he was the perfect candidate in everyone's mind.

Hearing about the power struggles within these organizations, Bai Xuan felt troubled, but also felt it was normal...

If you want the organization to keep pace, you either have to rely on external expansion or rely on a strong man to appear from nowhere. If it is neither, it will inevitably split internally.

It is like a company facing external pressure and poor economic conditions, which will intensify internal strife.

"We can put everything else aside for now." Bai Xuan caught a fallen leaf and asked, "Nothing will happen at the shopkeeper's funeral, right?"

"Father's funeral has already been arranged." Ning Jianshuang said, "They shouldn't attack at this time."

"The owners of the several buildings are all smart people. We have worked together for many years." Li Qian smiled and said comfortingly, "We won't tear each other apart unless it is necessary."

Ning Jianshuang looked at the coffin on the carriage behind and whispered, "If it's just the owner of Juyi Pavilion who comes, then it's not necessarily a bad thing. I'm not afraid of them coming and causing trouble, I'm just afraid... they won't come."

Li Qian was silent, then showed a helpless bitter smile.

Bai Xuan didn't respond, but just closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

He felt something in his heart...it seemed that this funeral would hardly be a peaceful one.

He silently adjusted his breathing, took a Tianbao Pill, and adjusted his physical condition.

My body has been in a state of deficiency during this period and is far from recovering to its peak condition.

Even though Bai Xuan habitually didn't take care of his body, he felt that the frequency of his fighting was too high during this period.

Even without much cultivation, he encountered Grandmasters twice, and was in the top ten of the Earth Ranking once. As soon as he left the Novice Village, he was blocked by high-level monsters at the door.

I really should take a good rest and stop working hard.

"Oh right." Bai Xuan suddenly remembered: "Is there anyone in the Juyi Pavilion who is studying the Bu Tian Shu?"

"There is one." Li Qian said with a smile, "Isn't she on the Crouching Dragon List?"

"No." Ning Jianshuang gave a mysterious smile: "It's two."

……

February is almost here and March is approaching.

A spring rain comes.

The Jiang family’s funeral could not be hidden from those who were interested.

Countless eyes were quietly cast towards Chenlong Town outside Jiankang.

The wind and clouds gather, and dragons and snakes mix together.

(End of this chapter)