Pagoda Immortality

An Ning was silent. She wanted to say that she might not come back in this life, but she nodded when she saw Lu Li's eyes seemed to be full of hope.

After a while, An Ning flew away on a sword. Without her parents' worries, she could finally practice with peace of mind.

Mosang Town is still the same Mosang Town. It has not changed because of the changes in the An family. The only thing that can make people remember is that there used to be a medicine shop called "Huichuntang" here. The boss was very kind and the couple was very loving...

It became a topic of conversation for some elderly people after dinner.

However, as this group of elderly people passed away one after another, no one talked about Huichuntang anymore. Huichuntang was taken back by the government because no one had taken care of it for a long time. It was renovated and rented to a grocery businessman named Wang.

Lu Li's life was still very dull. In addition to tidying up the small courtyard every day, he carved some wood carvings.

At the beginning, these wood carvings were still clear and lifelike, but as time went on, he seemed to have forgotten something and couldn't start for a long time with the carving knife.

He had to find some previously carved wood carvings to imitate, but he could no longer remember the names of these wood carvings.

This year.

Lu Li was three hundred years old, his face remained the same, but he looked a little more dull and depressed. He dug an elm seedling outside the town and planted it in the corner of the courtyard, taking care of it every day, so that he could have a companion.

When he was three hundred and fifty years old, the elm tree grew into a towering tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, twice as tall as the courtyard wall.

When he was four hundred years old, a stream of light flew from the sky and landed in the courtyard. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a purple-robed female cultivator in her thirties or forties, with a pale face and some blood at the corners of her mouth.

When the female cultivator saw Lu Li, her eyes reddened slightly, "Uncle Lu."

Lu Li had forgotten many people, but he always remembered this voice. He slowly stood up and looked at this female cultivator who seemed more mature than himself, and smiled gently, "It's Ning'er."

An Ning burst into tears and threw herself into Lu Li's arms, like a wronged child.

Lu Li carefully comforted her, found a chair for An Ning to sit down, and listened to her talk about the strange and wonderful things in the cultivation world, as well as the sadness along the way.

An Ning told Lu Li that she was already in the middle stage of the Golden Core, but she didn't know if she had the hope of becoming a Yuanying ancestor in this life.

Lu Li was silent for a while, staring at An Ning and said seriously, "Perhaps, becoming a Yuanying ancestor is just like your hope to become a Golden Core master during the foundation-building period. When you reach it, you won't think it's a big deal..."

An Ning shook her head and said, "People don't die, and cultivation doesn't stop. Although I'm standing here, I can see the scenery far away. I will walk over step by step, step on these beautiful scenery, and then look at the beautiful scenery farther away, until I can't walk anymore, or the beautiful scenery has been seen. At that time, I may look back and see what I have experienced along the way..."

After hearing this, Lu Li was silent, and his heart was slightly touched.

Yes, he was once full of vigor and thought that the next realm was just a scenery in life, but in the end he realized that the place he was standing on was already his end.

An Ning came and went quickly.

After a brief chat, she left in a hurry, saying that she was being hunted by a late Jindan master and didn't want to cause trouble to Lu Li.

After An Ning left, Lu Li took out a tattered letter and a yellowed ancient book from his arms.

The letter was tattered and the words on it were completely unclear, but the ancient book was still intact.

Lu Li sighed, buried the letter under the elm tree, stared at the four words "I have no regrets" on the cover of the ancient book, but he didn't open it after all, and put it back in his arms.

An Ning was a cultivator, and maybe she would live longer than him. He didn't know if he could finish reading An Ning's life. Perhaps, he would never have the opportunity to check the contents of this ancient book in this life.

Time flies, and another four hundred years have passed.

Lu Li was already nine hundred years old at this time. Many wrinkles appeared on his face, and his black hair was no longer so shiny, with strands of silver mixed in.

He didn't want to move anymore, lying on the chair all day, staring at the rotten elm stump without saying a word.

Mosang Town has also become a dead town after years of changes. Weeds grow between the dilapidated houses. He is the only one left in the whole Mosang Town.

On this day, another stream of light streaked across the sky.

A very young woman walked down from the sword, looked at Lu Li on the chair, and asked respectfully, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Lu Li?"

Lu Li picked up his eyelids, glanced at the woman gently, nodded and said nothing.

The woman's expression relaxed slightly, and she clasped her fists again and said, "I am Xun Meng, my master said that she wants to see you. Can Mr. Lu come with me?"

"Is it An Ning?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

After a while, Xun Meng helped Lu Li land on the flying sword, carefully controlled the flying sword, and flew towards Luoyunmen.

A few days later.

The two arrived at Luoyunmen, crossed some peaks, and came to a stream deep in Luoyunmen.

There was a thatched pavilion by the stream, and on the rattan chair in the pavilion lay a wrinkled and silver-haired old woman with black spots all over her face. She looked at the flowing stream quietly, motionless.

Xun Meng took Lu Li into the thatched pavilion, walked to the old woman, and said softly, "Master, Mr. Lu is here."

Lu Li walked to the opposite side of the old woman, looked at her quietly, trying to find some of An Ning's childhood appearance from her face, but found nothing.

Calculated, she should be more than 870 years old.

An Ning stood up tremblingly, walked to Lu Li, gently embraced Lu Li, and said in a hoarse voice, "Uncle Lu, Ning'er can't take that step, but I don't regret it, because Ning'er has tried his best..."

After saying that, her body softened and she fell backwards.

Tried her best, tried her best...

Lu Li's mind roared, and he stayed there woodenly.

Xun Meng gently put An Ning back on the rattan chair, took out a yellowed ancient book and handed it to Lu Li, "Mr. Lu, the master has left. This is what she prepared before, please take a look..."

Lu Li didn't know whether his eyes were hazy or he was too sad. He felt that An Ning on the rattan chair looked a little blurry at this moment.

Lu Li took the ancient book and slowly opened it. The words inside were still messy. Lu Li read it carefully this time until he saw the last page. There was a row of beautiful small characters on it, "It's both dream and reality, like a dream and an illusion, only the mind remains unchanged!"

Looking at these words, Lu Li's expression became more and more determined, and the surrounding scenery became more and more blurred.

Lu Li took out the ancient book that Anping gave him from his arms again, and slowly read to the end again. There was also a row of small characters, "Life is a dream, only the heart cannot be deceived."

"Haha, so that's it..."

Suddenly, Lu Li laughed, and laughed so hard that tears came out, and the surrounding scenery began to distort rapidly...