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

Chapter 67: The End of the Dharma, Enduring the Lifespan

Chapter 67: The End of the Dharma, Enduring the Lifespan (Additional Update)
"God?" Zhang Wenzhi was stunned for a moment, and said unhappily, "Don't joke."

"Haha, senior, please don't mind. I once chatted with senior Bao Liang and accidentally heard him mention Fang Xiangshi, so I made this guess."

Liang Yue took out a pill and handed it to Zhang Wenzhi, saying, "This is the Golden Ginseng Life-Suspension Pill. If you want to get up, you can take this pill."

"Thank you." Zhang Wenzhi swallowed the pill, which melted in his mouth. He felt a warmth flowing through his limbs, and there seemed to be a breath of air stuck in his chest.

"much better."

Zhang Wenzhi stood up immediately.

The two went to the back mountain together.

The forest was dense, the air was humid, the sky was filled with mist, and the dew soaked the clothes.

"They shouldn't come so soon. After all, they don't know the senior's secret."

If the Sun family went to a place and the tombs there were robbed, even a fool could see that there was something wrong with them.

Usually, a dozen days later, when the Sun family visits the next place, the previous location is robbed.

"uncertain."

Zhang Wenzhi walked far ahead.

Passing through dense bushes, Liang Yue sensed that the cliff in front was covered with dark green vines and thorns, and Zhang Wenzhi made a hole.

The cave was dark and gloomy, and the air was filled with a damp smell.

The cave is very large, with a row of coffins, about twelve in total.

"This is the tomb of our ancestors from past generations," Zhang Wenzhi introduced.

This is not where the treasure is, it is just a way to conceal the truth and attract other people's attention.

He continued to walk deeper into the cave.

The footsteps were slow, echoing throughout the cave.

Liang Yue felt heavy-hearted, sensing the perseverance of generations.

The spiritual energy is extinguished and all laws cease to flourish.

The Taoists found it hopeless to seek the Dharma, so in despair, they sealed up the treasures, waiting for the spiritual energy to revive and for future generations to obtain the real treasure.

It has nothing to do with selfish motives or partisan schemes, it only has a yearning for a prosperous era in which all laws prevail.

Zhang Wenzhi stopped in front of the stone wall.

The stone wall is smooth and flat, and does not look like a natural thing.

There is a depression on the wall, similar in shape to a tile.

Zhang Wenzhi's eyes revealed a trace of vicissitudes, and he answered:
"This is a place where treasures are hidden. In the near future, a true immortal will come to take the treasure."

He couldn't help but sigh that by that time, the mission of future generations should have been completed, but unfortunately it was no longer his business.

All dharmas are not revealed and spiritual energy is extinguished.

Liang Yue walked forward, closed his eyes, and sensed the depression in the tile with his spiritual sense. In an instant, he understood everything.

This is not a mechanism, but just an ordinary depression. Behind it is a thick mountain wall, which cannot be explored even by Qizhang's divine sense.

However, he discovered a complex formation restriction right next to the tile.

The shapes of the seal carvings on the wall are like tadpoles, birds and insects.

The mind is sensed and the true energy is input.

"Shanbo, don't waste your energy. This wall is as hard as steel..."

Wow!
As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Yue disappeared.

"This……"

Zhang Wenzhi was stunned and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Wow! !

Liang Yue's figure suddenly appeared and he turned to look behind him.

The complicated patterns must be an ancient prohibition.

"This place can also be used as a place to guard the corpse."

Behind the wall is a larger cave hall.

It was pitch black, with no light at all, and the cave was silent.

Liang Yue spread out his right palm, and the eternal lamp turned into a stream of light and flew out from his body. The golden light illuminated the dark and gloomy cave.

What comes into view is a huge stone platform.

On the table is a golden mask...

“Why is it so huge?”

The golden mask has four eyes and is as tall as Liang Yue. Could it be that the ancient Fang Xiang clan was a giant?
How did Liu An use this mask? Or did he use magic to make Xiang's ancestors believe, just like himself?

Liang Yue put his hand on it and felt it was cold. He input his true energy into it, but the golden mask did not move at all.

"Can this really be refined by humans?"

Or was it that Liu An's strength at that time was already strong enough to refine such a huge magic weapon?

"There seems to be words at the back."

Liang Yue walked closer and saw that the wall was covered with dense official script written with profound skills, which was three inches deep into the stone.

The words that came into his eyes shocked Liang Yue as if he was struck by lightning.

"The sky is high and the earth is vast, with three mountains and five peaks." "I am the only immortal, am I too proud to be carried away?"

Write profound words on the first line.

Liang Yue'an had no idea that it was Liu An's handwriting, and his first reaction was that it was talking about himself.

However, am I really not as proud as Liu An said?
Read on.

"I have learned thousands of Taoist techniques and twelve magic weapons since I was young. I am full of true energy, and I have profound Taoist techniques. I am free and happy..."

The text carries a sense of vicissitudes and heaviness, as well as the unrestrained wildness of a young and promising person.

Huainan State has a strong army and thousands of disciples. Liu An's Taoism is profound, and I am the only one who can be immortal.

There is plenty of room for you to go around this world.

I am the only immortal, free and at ease.

Liang Yue already felt the carefreeness that Liu An had felt back then.

The Huainan Kingdom was an independent country with a strong army, thousands of Taoist spells and twelve magic weapons.

The world is so big, there are countless blessed places that can be developed at will. Liu An stored a lot of spiritual energy and put it into the Taiyin Jade Dust Seal (Tianshi Seal).

"Is cultivating immortals in the last days really free and easy? Is it really like a rat entering a granary or a bandit entering a treasure room?"

"It's so difficult, the way is the most mysterious, the way of immortals in the last days is like a fish in the desert, which cannot be contained by the heaven and earth."

The Dharma Ending Age is not as simple as the disappearance of spiritual energy and the inability to practice. The disappearance of spiritual energy will also bring other consequences.

"There are three kinds of disasters in the world: human disasters, conflicts with others, life and death are unpredictable. Earth disasters, landslides and mountain fires, wars and chaos. Heaven disasters, the annihilation of spiritual energy, the backlash of all laws."

Human robbery is less dangerous, but one is also afraid of close combat with masters and strangers. Yu Bu and illusion can prevent single attacks, but it is difficult to prevent group fights, and even less can it prevent shooting from bows and crossbows.

Earth disasters are environmental disasters, plagues, chaos, etc.

The heavenly calamity is what Liu An called the backlash of all laws.

Seeing the following words, Liang Yue muttered to himself, "The difficulty of the Dharma Ending Age is more difficult than ascending to heaven."

Practicing in the Dharma-Ending Age is like pouring water into a bamboo basket. When you are young, you are full of vitality and keep growing, which is equivalent to pouring water continuously. Even if there are holes in the bamboo basket, there is still a certain amount of water in the basket.

When you reach a certain age, the “increase” turns into “stock”, the body becomes old, and the meridians become weak.

The meridians are weak and the true qi is declining. The true qi needs to absorb external spiritual energy to form a circulation to replenish the loss caused by aging. This is the source of the longevity of ancient monks. The true qi can alleviate aging to a certain extent.

But for a monk in the Dharma-Ending Age, it would be a death warrant.

If there is not enough spiritual energy from the outside, then the true energy will devour the vitality of the physical body.

In this case, practicing Taoism not only fails to prolong one's life, but shortens it.

But spiritual energy cannot be consumed like this. It will eventually run out, and in the end, all the power will be lost and the vitality will be seriously damaged.

Liu An then thought of a remedy. He invented internal energy, which could strengthen vitality and prolong the backlash of various laws.

It really works. I can live like this until I am over 50 years old, and I still have my Taoist skills and can use magic weapons just like when I was young.

Spiritual energy is still used to refine into true energy for casting spells, instead of being consumed by the backlash of various spells.

But the backlash is comprehensive.

Everything will eventually collapse and be destroyed.

At the age of fifty-five, his spirit and soul began to age, and his spiritual energy was exhausted.

Later, as history records, Liu An perhaps realized that if he continued like this, he would just live a miserable life in his old age.

In addition, when war breaks out, it is better to end the rest of your life and preserve your reputation than to be captured and tortured.

"The difficulty of the Dharma Ending Age is more difficult than ascending to heaven."

The difficulty of the Dharma Ending Age and the despair of the Dharma Ending Age.

After reading one article, Liang Yue seemed to sense Liu An's sigh many years ago.

Practicing Buddhism in the Dharma-Ending Age is not like a child running to an amusement park, a bachelor entering a country of women, or a thief facing an unlocked treasure house.

It was a person's arduous quest for immortality and lonely exploration.

His path is different from Liu An's, but one cannot become an immortal simply by lying down or practicing magic.

It's not like we can just count the years and everything will be fine after two thousand years.

As one ages, there is also a period of decline. One may be able to survive the eighty-year lifespan in the first life, but it is not so easy to achieve.

Seeking immortality through corpse transformation is not about conquering the world, but about surviving and enduring hardship.

For some reason, he thought of Ning Yangzi.

Ning Yangzi and Liu An are two extremes, one is quiet and inactive, and even has no reputation. In the end, he died because of his lack of ability to protect the way.

Even if one survives the first life, facing the requirement of 120 years of life span in the second life, it is impossible to accomplish it without any practice.

Needless to say, Liu An has profound Taoism and many magical weapons, which are much better than mine now.

There must be a balance between the two.

Looking at the words above, Liang Yue seemed to be there personally, experiencing the sorrow of Liu Gong of Huainan, "The way is not yet accomplished, but the hair turns gray first."

"The two sages left behind writings, which are their personal insights and warnings to future generations. Will I continue to hone my skills and endure for two thousand years to achieve perfection? Or will I be like them, leaving only regrets and passing on the teachings to future generations?"

Liang Yue thought.

Summarizing the writings of the two sages, he found that he had certain advantages over Liu An... Liu An was aging and had no hope of immortality; but the corpse-reincarnated immortal was not afraid of aging and could start over again.

The road ahead is not necessarily a dead end.

(End of this chapter)

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