Su Qingyue was dead. The news spread quickly like wildfire in autumn. No one could believe it, but they had to believe it because the news came from the Defeng Ancient Road station.
When everyone in Wanxi heard the news, it had been sent back to the headquarters by Ying Yunqian to let Xia Chenglin, Yu Lijing and others know about it.
Wan Xiocheng only had the best time to foresee this matter in advance. He had sensed it earlier, because the Son of Light can sense and see the passage of time. Su Qingyue is even more unique. The time of birth and death are both different. A moment that does not exist.
It is difficult for him to understand and cannot solve it, but the other party has already chosen the path he wants to take. As a friend, we can only respect his choice and not prevent him from implementing his own beliefs.
The day before Su Qingyue's death, there was a strange sign in the sky and earth. At that time, the light was shining and there were thousands of auspicious signs. It was thought that someone was pretending to be a ghost.
As a result, on the second day, the news of Mr. Wenyuan's death came from the Defeng Ancient Road, which was unbelievable.
He died at the age of three hundred and fifty-six.
Judging from the average lifespan of a congenital person, such an age can already be regarded as a jealous talent and an untimely death.
What's more, Mr. Wenyuan did not die in battle at the border, nor did he suffer from an incurable disease, nor was he framed. Instead, he died naturally at the end of his life span, and his body did not deteriorate or decay after his death.
It turned out that Su Qingyue entrusted a classmate and friend to help him get a golden body the day before his death.
Then, as expected, he was rejected by Ying Yunqian and others. Confucianism did not have the habit of molding into golden bodies.
Only Buddhism can build a golden body or enshrine relics.
Even if their lineage of Confucian saints and Mingde is relatively special, it is because the Confucian scholars voluntarily turned into sword souls after death. After Su Qingyue died, according to the law, the body had to be returned to the ancient Defeng Road and buried in the Holy Burial Bone Forest.
The article is self-remembering about the four surroundings, and I read all the books in the world with a pure heart.
During his lifetime, he not only helped more people understand the plight of China and the changes that had occurred in China over the years by writing books, he also compiled medical classics and promoted them.
This allows some difficult and complicated diseases to be understood, so that lives will not be lost because minor illnesses are not diagnosed and treated in time.
It is more than enough to be sent to the Holy Burial Bone Forest with this merit.
Of course, if he wanted to be buried in the Jiangnan Wenjia or Sujia, the Defeng Ancient Road could also help him send his body back.
After deliberation, Su Qingyue gave up on returning to Jiangnan and asked his friends to seal up his body and send it to the Holy Burial Bone Forest. The public sacrifice will be held at Wanxi Chaocheng.
The world of learning and Confucianism will send people to attend Mr. Wenyuan's public memorial according to etiquette.
Because his status is a little different.
The contribution he made was not limited to any particular force, but radiated to the entire Confucian sect, and that was how he got the title of "Mr. Wenyuan".
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The general environment quickly diluted the sadness. In fact, the news and speculation about Mr. Wenyuan's death soon became a topic of conversation among people in the world before and after tea, but most people thought of him well.
A flying letter was sent to the Defeng Ancient Road, and Yu Lijing and the reply letter arrived at Wanxi Chaocheng together. When the public sacrifice was over, he returned with the body.
The innermost courtyard where the Confucian sect resides.
The young man in brown shirt did not practice his sword, nor did he stay in the house to meditate as usual. Instead, he sat quietly in the shade of the tree in the courtyard in a daze.
"The ground is cold. Your injuries have not fully recovered yet. If you continue like this, everyone will be worried."
Someone walked in from outside the courtyard and greeted the young man sitting inside.
Sui Wudu came to his senses after hearing the words, turned around, paused, and then expressed the doubt in his heart: "Is it true that in the end of every life, the people around you will slowly disappear?"
"Sentimentality is not what he likes to see." Yun Wanggui walked into the courtyard and sat next to Sui Wuduan:
"The death of the body is not the real death. When his existence completely disappears from our memory, when his ideals and beliefs are buried, for Qing Yue, that is the real death.
Therefore, we should shoulder the responsibility for his feelings towards Confucianism and the common people. "
Birth, aging, illness and death are processes that people are destined to go through in life. They should have had the awareness when they chose to embark on this path. However, this does not mean that Yun Wanggui feels better.
It was just the reply from Yu Lijing that comforted him, because Su Qingyue's situation was indeed different from what everyone thought.
Even he himself only had speculations about his own situation and was not completely sure. Preserving the body was an attempt.
When he entered the realm of innateness, Su Qingyue only knew that he had a lifespan of 356 years. As for what would happen after his lifespan was over, destiny did not give him any more revelations until the moment before his death.
If he is willing, he can visit the seniors in the sect to seek the secret method so that he can escape from the disaster.
But Su Qingyue gave up this choice from the beginning. He wanted to walk this road himself. It was his destiny. In any case, he should not involve his friends or even his master.
Sui on the side was silent for a moment, and then spoke again:
"It is rumored that those with deep obsessions will leave residual souls in the world, but I don't know where they have gone."
"Li Jing brought a reply from my senior brother. As for Qing Yu's situation, Senior Sword King's uncle left a note back then. Maybe we will be able to see his reincarnation in a few years. Then I will take you to beat him up. "
Under normal circumstances, reincarnation must go to the Bardo Realm. Before coming, Yun Wanggui had already sent a flying letter to Sui Yuan, although he didn't give much hope.
"Reincarnation?" Sui Wudu thought of what his parents said.
"It is recorded in the handwritten notes that Qing Yue was born on the day Bingchen of the Renchen month of the Gengchen year, and died on the Renwu hour of the Gengshen day of the Kuihai month of the Jiazi year.
The next life was born at the time of Bingchen, Renchen month, Wuchen day, Jiachen year, and died at Renwu time, Kuihai month, Gengshen day, Jiazi year. "
During these few moments, Yun Wanggui also asked about the most recent time. The answers he got were quite puzzling, but they also proved from the side that Su Qingyue's situation might be more special than they thought.
Sui Wuwen came out of his depressed mood: "Five years from now?"
"Logically speaking, it should be five years later. Anyway, it is recorded in the note left by the Sword Emperor's uncle." Yun Wanggui raised his hand and patted the young man next to him on the shoulder: "I will accompany you to find him then. .”
"good."
"But his public memorial still has to be held, and everyone will attend."
Everyone can go all the way by silently accepting the protection of many people, so this protection must be passed on.
But neither Yun Wanggui nor Xia Chenglin were prepared to directly interfere with Su Qingyue's life after reincarnation. They would not contact him until he chose the path he wanted to take in the next life.
However, Sui Wuyou doesn't need to think so much.
He just wrote down what Yun Wanggui told him, and then silently looked forward to seeing his junior again one day in the future.
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On the day Su Qingyue died, all the innate people in the realm of suffering who were able to set foot in the realm of Taiyi were keenly aware that the vitality of heaven and earth had become thinner than before from a certain moment.
