The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Si Nian looked at the man in white in front of him, and past memories came to his mind.

After a brief moment of surprise, embarrassment inevitably followed.

She didn't expect to meet Li Changxiao here.

Panlong Sect was also her former sect. When she passed by this place by chance, she found it was in ruins, and she felt mixed emotions.

In addition, she also noticed the movement just now, and she was very curious. In this era, are there still cultivators willing to use spiritual energy to fight?

So, driven by various factors, she came here and met Li Changxiao...

"..."

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became increasingly depressing.

Li Changxiao thought, if only there was some wine left.

"Are you... okay?" Si Nian asked softly.

"Me." Li Changxiao smiled carefreely, "I'm fine, how about you?"

This former couple, when they meet again, do not have much in common to talk about.

Li Changxiao looked at the other person's face, which was still so beautiful that even the mountains and rivers were eclipsed.

There was a slight ripple in my heart, but that was all.

In the beginning, she was the one who let herself down.

No.

It can’t be said to be “negative”. For her, it was just a choice, a better choice.

Li Changxiao practiced Taoism for twenty years and had just reached the seventh level of Qi Refining. At this time, a talented girl named Si Nian was accepted into the Panlong Sect.

The two met during a mission and kept in touch frequently since then.

Si Nian was attracted by the indescribable temperament of Li Changxiao, and naturally, the two of them became Taoist companions in private.

Lasted seven years.

later……

For the sake of his ideal, Si Nian chose to give up Li Changxiao.

Since then, I have never seen him again.

until today.

Everything was self-evident. Si Nian disappeared from Li Changxiao's world so suddenly. Li Changxiao did not ask, he understood everything, but he felt a little bitter at that time.

Times change.

Now, the Panlong Sect has been destroyed.

However, the two met in Qingshan, which could be said to be fate.

"As for me, I'm okay too." Si Nian imitated Li Changxiao's tone.

Then, she thought of something, "Were you fighting just now?"

Li Changxiao nodded, "I killed the giant python."

"Giant python?" Si Nian pondered for a long time before remembering that Li Changxiao seemed to have a grudge against a river python.

"I suggest you use less spiritual energy. Now that spiritual energy is depleted, use less spiritual energy. Without spiritual energy to nourish you, your life span will be drastically reduced."

Si Nian frowned and said, although it was out of good intentions, there was a hint of pride in his words.

"Thanks."

Li Changxiao waved his hand indifferently and prepared to leave.

The two passed each other.

For some reason, Si Nian felt a strange emotion in his heart.

Almost subconsciously, she called out to Li Changxiao and couldn't help asking, "Are you leaving just like that? Don't you have anything to tell me?"

Li Changxiao turned around and smiled, then waved his hand elegantly, "Yes, good luck to you, bye."

he's gone.

There is no trace of remembrance.

However, Si Nian, who had once abandoned Li Changxiao without a word in pursuit of the great way, felt mixed emotions.

For some reason, the initial decisiveness is gone.

Finally, she shook her head and sighed, "Forget it, I'm afraid this is the last time we'll see each other."

She was gifted with extraordinary talent, and had already cultivated to the peak of the Spiritual Transformation stage before her spiritual energy was exhausted.

It can be regarded as a shining star in the sky.

Now, even though her spiritual energy is exhausted, her life span is still sufficient, and Li Changxiao's talent is mediocre, and he just consumed a lot of spiritual energy, I'm afraid...

……

Walking down the mountain path, Li Changxiao’s consciousness sank into the dream space.

In that corner, there were several wine jars. He walked to a jar, filled the gourd with wine, and his consciousness left the dream space.

All these years.

There are only two things about him that have never changed.

The first one is the mellow wine called "Drunkenness and Dreaminess".

The second item is the long sword hanging at the waist.

The long sword is named "Qingping". It is his first and only sword.

The wine gourd was full again. Li Changxiao had no intention of saving. He drank in big gulps and walked away.

His target is the Lingtian Dynasty.

There, he planted many dreams.

At the moment... the spiritual energy has just been exhausted, but he estimates that he should be able to recover one or two, right?

If not, that’s okay too.

At worst, I can just sleep a few more times and wait for a few hundred or thousands of years.

There will always be.

Li Changxiao was not in a hurry. He walked and looked all the way, and fell asleep when he got drunk.

Several months passed in a daze.

Autumn has gone and winter is coming.

This day.

A swordsman in white was stopped by the soldiers guarding the city.

"Stop! The centenary celebration of the dynasty is approaching, and every swordsman entering the city needs to register in detail!" the soldiers guarding the city shouted.

Li Changxiao was still in a trance.

He looked at the red city gate and calculated the time. It has been more than nine hundred years since he last came back.

When he was demoted, he was a guilty prince.

When he came back, he was a swordsman in white.

"name?"

There was a scribe sitting at the city gate, who was responsible for registering the information of people in the martial arts world.

Li Changxiao yawned and replied, "Li Changxiao."

"Li Changxiao?" Shuli was stunned. He was well-versed in ancient books and had a deep understanding of the affairs of the martial arts world.

He was more or less familiar with all the past Jianghu people, big or small, but this Li Changxiao...

Who is there?

He suppressed his doubts and continued to ask, "What's the matter with you?"

"Greetings, old friend." Li Chang said with a smile.

The other party asked again, "What kind of martial arts are you good at? What kind of weapons?"

……

This interrogation lasted for several minutes.

Finally, Shu Li frowned slightly. Based on his many years of experience in judging people, he felt that there might be something wrong with this person.

If it were normal times, he might still let it go, but these are sensitive times.

He remained calm, glanced at the soldiers guarding the city next to him, and planned to stop this guy first.

at this time.

He met Li Changxiao's eyes.

Just this moment.

He was dragged into a dream without even realizing it.

The clerk in charge of registration was half asleep and half awake. He shouted to the soldiers guarding the city: "Let him go! There is nothing wrong with this person!"

"Yes!" The soldiers made way to let Li Changxiao pass.

After Li Changxiao walked away, Shuli automatically broke away from the dream and connected with reality.

He looked calm and went on to interrogate the next martial artist, completely unaware that he had just had a dream in which he was being controlled by someone.

Li Changxiao took a sip of the wine, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and murmured, "I wish you a good dream tonight."