"Elixir?"
"Ah, it's not that exaggerated. It can only be said that Li Ke'er's physique is different. It has some of the properties of Dharmakaya. In addition, Li Ke'er can no longer grow up."
Xu Jing paused for a moment, his eyes a little helpless, but he still said: "This is the fate of the little girl."
"Her lifespan had expired when she was killed."
"Now she relies on the magic body given by the mountain ghost to survive, so her appearance will be fixed in this state. If she is in the cave in the mountain and has magic power replenished at all times, she can live forever until her spirit can no longer bear it."
"The upper limit is one thousand years."
"If it lasts more than a thousand years, you will have to suffer three disasters. Even the gods in heaven and those who have not reached the Yang God level cannot avoid it. You must have the elixir to extend your life."
"The best ones are of course the flat peaches."
"Generally, in the Shinto, after a thousand years of meritorious service and promotion, an elixir will be given to the person, which can avoid three disasters. Then, the merits and demerits will be assessed every five hundred years. Without the elixir, there is no way to extend one's life."
"That's it, still in the Dharma Realm."
"Now that Li Keer is no longer in the mountain, the magic power in his body will continue to escape."
"It is estimated that it will only take more than ten years. If she does not return to the mountains, she will be completely destroyed physically and mentally."
"If she cultivates on her own and can keep up with her cultivation, this time will last longer. Also because of her magical power, if she can be used to make elixirs to extend the life of mortals for a few years, there will be no problem."
"Tell me, is she Tang Monk Meat?"
Lu Wenming was puzzled: "If you have more magic power, you can use it to make elixirs to extend your life? Isn't that..."
Xu Jing: "It's different. Her magic power comes from the magic body of the divine servant. It only has one function in the human world, maintaining its form, so it can be used to make elixirs."
"The Qi produced by other practitioners does not have such properties."
Lu Wenming: "How can I be sure that you won't make elixirs when you take her away? The more powerful a person is, the more afraid of death, right?"
Xu Jing held out two fingers: "First, there are many ways to extend life, and they are not so scarce that they must be done."
"Secondly, she is the mountain ghost's divine attendant after all."
"Official people need to consider the pros and cons, but unofficial people don't. She is dangerous if she is left outside."
"Since you want to form a good relationship, then send Buddha to the West."
"Otherwise it would be better for her to be in the mountains, wouldn't it?"
Xu Jing's words silenced Lu Wenming. Yes, if rescuing her would result in her becoming a material for others to make alchemy, then it would be a complete mistake to do so.
No matter what, the hurdle in his own heart was difficult to overcome.
"Do you think we are despicable?" Xu Jing looked at his silence and asked with a smile.
"No."
Lu Wenming sighed, shook his head and said: "Everyone is just thinking from their own standpoints. I just have a deep understanding of the saying 'Mortals are afraid of consequences, Bodhisattvas are afraid of causes'."
Xu Jing nodded and said: "So, in the future, when doing things, you must consider everything comprehensively and be less impulsive."
"It's good to be an ordinary person, but you have to wonder what you are doing in this muddy water."
"There's nothing wrong with Qiu Xuan asking, but if you make such a troublesome thing when you first come up, you may suffer in the future."
Lu Wenming paused and asked, "Why do you say that?"
Xu Jing smiled, put out the cigarette butt, and said leisurely: "When I was young, I only hated the fact that the relationship was shallow, but now I am afraid that the relationship is deep. If the relationship is shallow, it can be achieved through cultivation, but if the relationship is deep, how can one advance or retreat?"
"Young man, the road ahead will be difficult."
Lu Wenming was deeply silent. He finally understood what the mountain ghost was laughing at in the end. The moment he agreed to take on the mask, he no longer had any room to go back to being an ordinary person...
"maybe."
"I agreed to study the Bashu symbols, but I hope you can take good care of Li Ke'er."
Xu Jing nodded: "Of course."
He pulled out the chair and stood up, putting his hand on the door handle, but stopped and asked: "You and Li Ke'er are not related, why did you save her?"
"The little girl is cute, do you like it?"
Lu Wenming shook his head: "Because she is still young, because she is afraid, because if I don't help her, no one will help her, that's all."
"That's it..."
Xu Jing sighed, felt in the inner pocket of his jacket, took out a teacher's badge and handed it to Lu Wenming.
"Red seal, 1945 model."
"It's something left over from my grandfather's generation, and I'm giving it to you."
This kind of gift must have considerable collection value. It can be said to be very expensive, but compared to its price, the meaning is more precious. Lu Wenming paused and did not refuse.
Seeing him put it away, Xu Jing smiled and scolded: "I was thinking that if you refused, I would take it back."
"It would be really heartbreaking to give this thing away."
"You kid, keep it for me."
Lu Wenming nodded: "Definitely."
After Xu Jing left, Lu Wenming also went out. Zhao Qingxue and the others asked him about some situations, and he told them everything, but he took out the red seal and turned it over from time to time, but he was a little absent-minded.
"What are you thinking about?"
Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Zhao Qingxue brought him a cup of honey grapefruit tea. When he was in a bad mood, it was always good to eat something sweet.
"Xu Jing told me that without elixirs, the upper limit of the lifespan of Shinto gods is only one thousand years."
"Are those mountain ghosts considered Shinto gods?"
Zhao Qingxue heard him ask this and said: "Although the mountain ghosts are not the righteous gods enshrined by heaven, they are still Shinto gods. As for the elixir, the mountain ghosts do have the elixir, but most mountain ghosts are not qualified to take it."
"Therefore, the upper limit of the life span of many mountain ghosts is indeed only one thousand years, and they must be reincarnated after reaching perfection."
"Otherwise we will face three disasters."
"Thunder will strike you, fire will burn you, and wind will blow you."
"Anyway, if you don't become an immortal without Yang Shen's promotion, you can't truly live forever."
"Also, it is said that the life span is one thousand years, but in fact, few people can live a perfect life. After all, mountain ghosts are ghosts and gods in the human world, and they will encounter all kinds of things. There are very few people who can live for more than five hundred years."
Lu Wenming paused and asked, "Then, can a mountain ghost live for more than two thousand years?"
Zhao Qingxue also froze, and she asked in shock: "You said the Wushan mountain ghost has lived for more than two thousand years?"
"Um."
After taking a while to digest the shock, Zhao Qingxue said: "After all, Wushan is special. It is reasonable for the mountain ghosts here to live for more than two thousand years. Although Yang Shen proposed to go to the "Huang Ting Jing" and the concept was perfected in the Tang Dynasty, in fact it was first There are celestial beings and then there are yang gods, but it is not the concept of yang gods that leads to celestial beings.”
"The 'spiritual wandering' in "Liezi Huangdi" who sleeps in the land of Huaxu is actually the Yang Shen state."
"So at least dating back to the Warring States Period, there was a concept of Yang Shen, but it was not called that name at that time."
Lu Wenming nodded. Since the mountain ghost will be analyzed as the goddess of Wushan, and the existence of Wushan itself, it shows that Wushan is special to the mountain ghost, so it is not surprising that the mountain ghost of Wushan is very strong.
but.
"It's normal for mountain ghosts in Wushan to live for more than two thousand years. But you said that few Shinto gods can live for more than five hundred years, and only a few live for a thousand years. So are the gods of the mountain ghosts sure? Can’t survive a thousand years?”
"Not really, it's just that the probability is extremely low."
"That's it..."
Lu Wenming murmured in a low voice. He seemed to understand some of the loneliness and boredom of mountain ghosts.
…
Wushan, a cave in the mountains.
The mountain ghost was drinking alone. It was still that moonlit night in this world, and there were no divine attendants here, just a few pictures of ladies hanging behind him.
Since the Song Dynasty, human sacrifices have not been allowed.
Thousands of years have passed, and the former divine servant has returned to reincarnation. Here, he is just one person.
If he wasn't lonely, how could he have been idle a hundred years ago and recruit a wolf demon to let him become a tiger? How could he throw the mask out to see if it could attract any interest?
However, one drink and one peck.
After a hundred years, it's finally... interesting.
