In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path-Chapter 947
Chapter 947: 381: There’s no nobility or lowliness between life and death!
Anyone with a heart can become an immortal_3 Chapter 947: 381: There’s no nobility or lowliness between life and death!
Anyone with a heart can become an immortal_3 Even at this moment, engaged in a task that even enemies would admire, once he truly stepped onto the battlefield where positions were clear, and it was a matter of life and death between factions with no distinction of good or evil, right or wrong, he would never show the slightest mercy.
A person who harbored grand schemes and great love in their heart would also definitely possess the courage and ruthlessness to match.
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This continued until nine days later.
Only when the Spirit Boat, with its thunderous roar, tore through the sky from afar did Chen Dengming awaken from the special state of mind he was in while guiding the souls to salvation.
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He looked back and saw an array of Spirit Boats, large and small, rolling in formation from the distance, their momentum as imposing as dark clouds bearing down upon the land.
Many Cultivators, dressed in robes, stood proudly atop the Spirit Boats, their appearance majestic, and the Spiritual Energy they exhaled with each breath triggered a widespread siphoning effect of Spiritual Energy.
The Spiritual Energy within a thousand li rapidly converged towards them, forming a spectacular multicolored aurora, a military force of thousands of Cultivators, even more formidable than the appearance of a Deity Transformation Dao Lord.
But after nine days of regrouping, the Counterattack Cultivator Alliance launched another attack, fierce as a tiger swallowing thousands of miles.
Chen Dengming chose not to get involved for the time being.
This upcoming battle would see more Cultivators perish, extending the tragic circumstances of the great war from a thousand years ago in the previous era, with Cultivators falling like raindrops from the sky and souls struggling to find peace.
So many people would die that he wouldn’t be able to guide them all to salvation.
It was still a matter of fate, whether intentional or unintentional.
To act when fate allowed and be intentional, then one could be at peace with oneself.
The Incense Fire Incarnation stood with hands clasped behind the back, forming a seal; in an instant, it melted away, dissipating into a mist that vanished among the ruins.
As fate comes and goes, his state of mind had achieved sublimation.
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Within the Longevity Sect.
Chen Dengming’s consciousness returned from the empty and silent Longevity Hall, and the moment he opened his eyes, they shone like silver torches far into the distance.
After a short while, he slowly retracted his gaze and looked inward at the depths of his spirit, where various Human Immortal Dao scripts had dissipated into Dao Force with the elevation of his state of mind.
Now, his Dao Force was more than twice as strong as before he received the inheritance, and the advancement of his spirit had reached even higher levels.
“I should be able to continue with the next stage of inheritance…
But I’ve just completed one stage of spiritual promotion, there’s no rush, I should first consolidate it.”
Chen Dengming rose to his feet and after rummaging through several storage bags, he finally managed to find a set of ordinary-looking plain blue robes.
Seeing these plain blue robes, the corners of his eyes revealed a smile and a touch of warmth.
These were the same robes that, back in the day when he was a Loose Cultivator, Xu Wei of the Luo Family had personally sewn for him.
Although the clothing was coarse and simple, not comparing to his current fifth-rank Giant Deer Robe, it excelled in the care and preciousness of past friends and memories.
Chen Dengming tried them on, only to discover that his body had grown stronger and more robust over the years.
The blue robes of the past were now a bit too thin and small to fit his burly frame.
“Indeed, time flies and everything changes, but my original intentions remain the same – yet my body has grown too strong…”
Chen Dengming chuckled to himself and didn’t resort to using any skills, instead, he started practicing the common Bone Shrinking Technique from his past civilian life.
At once, his bones ‘crackled’ and ‘popped’.
His hulking frame ‘shrank,’ growing much leaner, allowing him to fit into the old blue robe.
After changing into these clothes, Chen Dengming used the Qi Escaping Skill to disappear and head straight to the distant villages and towns overseen by the Longevity Sect in the mundane world.
After witnessing the desolate state of a thousand villages in the war zone, with paths void of human tracks.
He wanted to see what the condition of the towns and villages now recovered in the Eastern Region was under the Longevity Sect’s feet through this deep winter.
The thought once occurred could not be suppressed.
As the Sect Master of the Longevity Sect, even his private visits in disguise in the past had only extended to the lower Cultivator areas within the jurisdiction of the Longevity Dao Field, for observation.
But he had never really taken the time to see the state of the common people living under the ‘three acres of land’ under his feet.
Was this a lack of inspection, or had his spirit drifted so high into the perspective of an Immortal, that he overlooked the most fundamental soil in the hearts of the people?
The spirit inheritance of the Human Immortal was derived from the human heart, not from the heart of an Immortal.
Even mortals can cultivate immortality, how could one overlook such a significant event as a towering building rising from the ground.
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A cup of tea later.
Chen Dengming had arrived at a mortal town only a few hundred miles away from Chang’an Market.
He first observed from a distance and saw that although the houses in the town were not lofty, they provided shelter from the wind and rain during this cold and chaotic time, ensuring safety, which relieved his heart somewhat.
Looking further, he saw people on the street wearing bulky cotton clothes, tucking their hands into their sleeves, and exhaling white breaths; though it was cold, they were not frozen or starving.
“It seems that my Longevity Sect has indeed done some solid work in managing the mortals within our jurisdiction, without any duplicity.”
Chen Dengming recalled the temporary management plan for mortals that his incarnation had reviewed in the past.
The articles of the plan were still vivid in his memory.
He glanced at a flag on top of the town’s city wall from afar.
The flag was embroidered with the large character “Longevity” and radiated a faint spiritual light, signifying the presence of cultivators stationed in this area, perhaps within the nearby market.
This friendly treatment of mortals actually surpassed the circumstances he had previously encountered in the gathering places of the Southern Region and at the Brocade Mill.
“Hmm?”
Chen Dengming suddenly looked towards the nearby city gate with a look of surprise and quickly concealed his presence.
Soon, they could see a carriage with iron-bound wheels rolling over the ice-covered ground outside the town, making a clanking sound.
Immediately, many children wearing various colored hats ran over excitedly.
On the carriage, a middle-aged woman smiled and handed out candies from the carriage to the many children, then dragged some boxes out, distributing the items within.
Although the woman was older, with crow’s feet at the corners of her eyes, she was mature and fit, with a high forehead, a straight nose, and bright apricot eyes that were soft yet carried a bit of heroism.
Someone thanked her, saying, “Sister Chen, thank you so much for always coming to Goodwater Town to distribute charity goods.”
“These are the supplies issued by the Longevity Sect.
I am just helping to run some errands, no trouble at all.
Everyone, go ahead and distribute them quickly to get through the winter.”
The woman on the carriage said with a smile.
The villagers who had gathered around expressed their feelings.
“Oh, we really owe our thanks to the Longevity Sect.
To have such an Immortal’s sect’s care for us is truly our honor.”
“Indeed, we just hope that in the coming year one or two kids from our village could enter the Immortal’s gateways to repay the Immortal’s kindness!”
From the clouds not too far away, Chen Dengming, who had been planning to enter the town to have a look around, watched with a smile in his eyes and shook his head in gratification.
“Yiran, after coming to my side, is still as kind-hearted as ever, enjoying interactions with lower-level cultivators and mortals.”
He felt comforted in his heart.
He had intended to personally visit the mortal town to spread kindness during this cold winter.
However, he did not expect that his daughter, Chen Yiran, had already been doing this and, judging by the looks of it, had been silently carrying on with it for quite some time.
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He, as a father, felt somewhat embarrassed.
It was not appropriate for him to go now, so he cast one last gaze at the deep clouds not far away and then quietly departed.
In the clouds nearby, a bored Black Cloud Leopard lying in the clouds suddenly felt a prickle of fur, sensing a familiar gaze upon it.
It instantly woke up with a jolt, instinctively perking its ears and baring its fangs, displaying a Black Ghost style smile to please its master.
But it found the surroundings empty, devoid of any presence, let alone the familiar figure it thought it sensed.
“Wuu…”
The Black Cloud Leopard let out a whine from its throat, its leopard eyes filled with confusion.
Then, looking down at Chen Yiran, who seemed incredibly happy in the mortal village below, it fell silent for a moment.
Everyone has their own life and happiness.
Why did it, the Black Cloud Leopard, after finally living the laid-back life it once longed for, suddenly feel as if there was something missing, making it not as happy as before?
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