In the snow, there was silence.
Feng Changqing and a dozen healthy servants on the side looked at this scene blankly.
"Get up and talk."
With a smile on his face, Zhang Yao stretched out his hand to signal, and a gentle force lifted Feng Lu up out of thin air.
"Shangxian..."
After Feng Lu stood up, his eyes were already red, and there was even a hint of choking in his voice:
"In his twilight years, Feng Lu is truly blessed to be able to see his beautiful face again!"
Feng Changqing, who was standing next to him, only realized what he was doing. His eyes widened and his heart was trembling.
"Immortal? Deep in Tiandu Mountain, there is really an immortal?!"
He felt dizzy, and everything around him seemed unreal.
But his grandfather's reaction confirmed without a doubt that this young man who looked to be in his twenties was one of the immortals who saved him back then!
Isn't this a living god who has not aged for forty years? !
Zhang Yao looked at Feng Lu a few times and said with emotion:
"Spring and Autumn are like flowing water in the mountains. The young scholars who were once are now old."
"It is also thanks to the great blessing of the immortal that the fire dates given to me back then have kept me in good health to this day..."
Feng Lu talked nonchalantly, looking relieved, as if he had fulfilled a wish, and recounted his experiences over the years.
Forty years ago:
After Feng Lu was ranked second in high school, his talents quickly came into play. He started serving in the Ministry of Rites, and then moved to the prefecture and state shepherd, gradually reaching the position of prime minister.
He stayed in the position of prime minister for more than ten years before he retired and returned home because of his age.
After returning to his hometown of Siping Town, he entertained his grandchildren all day long and enjoyed family happiness. At the same time, he also had a wish to climb Tiandu Mountain again and thank the immortal in person.
This was his third time climbing the mountain. The first two times he returned without success, this time he happened to bump into Zhang Yao and was about to leave, and he finally got what he wanted.
"No need to thank me."
Zhang Yao's smile did not diminish and he said:
"You are not afraid of hardships and dangers, and your filial piety is sincere. When we took action, it was your own sincerity that earned it."
"The fact that you can become the leader of hundreds of officials with a white body is all due to your own ability."
When Feng Lu heard this, he shook his head and said:
"Without the pity of all the immortals back then, I would have given up studying a long time ago because of my poor family background, let alone being able to achieve the position of prime minister."
The two chatted for a while, and then Feng Lu realized that the seven immortals from back then had already left, and now only Zhang Yao was left.
At this time, even this "Shangxu Immortal Qingxu" was preparing to leave Tiandu Mountain, so he could only meet him today.
"this……"
While the two were chatting, Feng Changqing on the side gradually came back to his senses, his eyes rolled, and thoughts floated in his mind.
This is a living immortal. It is a great fate to meet him once. It would be a pity to miss it just like this...
Thinking of this, he hesitated again and again, but finally couldn't hold himself back any longer. He found an opportunity and took the initiative to interject:
"The Immortal doesn't know something."
"The reason why my grandfather retired from old age and returned to his hometown was actually not out of his own free will, but because he was squeezed out by the traitorous officials in the court..."
As soon as these words came out, Feng Lu's expression suddenly changed, and he glared at Feng Changqing fiercely, showing a hint of hatred for iron.
He has experienced the ups and downs of the human world and the ups and downs of officialdom in his life. Doesn't he know what his grandson is planning?
But his wish was just to see the immortal family again, and he didn't dare to ask for more. Feng Changqing's divisive words really made him angry.
"Don't blame me for being an immortal. My grandson has been pampered since he was a child, and he has no choice in what he says..."
Feng Lu quickly opened his mouth to explain, still feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
If the words of his grandson made the Qingxu Immortal suspect that he had ulterior motives, it would go against his original intention.
"It doesn't matter."
Zhang Yao could see through Feng Changqing's little thoughts at a glance, but he didn't care. He waved his hand and said:
"Whatever you want to say, just say it."
"……yes."
When Feng Changqing heard this, he felt relieved and quickly told the case one by one.
As he said, the reason why Feng Lu resigned and returned to his hometown was that, in addition to being too old, the more important reason was that he was squeezed out by several factions in the DPRK.
He was upright and upright throughout his life, and he dared to give advice and was trusted by three generations of emperors. However, he also offended many dignitaries in the court, especially after he became the prime minister.
Last year, after the new king ascended the throne, several major factions in the DPRK and China launched an attack, which made him disgraced and forced him to resign.
"...I sincerely ask the immortal to correct the chaos and bring peace and prosperity to the people of Lu!"
After Feng Changqing finished speaking, he lowered his head, feeling very nervous.
Zhang Yao wasn't too surprised after hearing what he said.
Everything in the world is inevitably subject to the law of prosperity and decline, and the same is true for a dynasty.
Forty years ago, when he came to Zhongzhou to visit Tiandu Mountain, the State of Lu was in its golden age and its national power was at its peak.
But after its peak, it gradually slipped into the abyss of decline.
"The world has been peaceful for hundreds of years. The population is increasing, but the land is limited."
"Coupled with the corruption caused by the concentration of power, the upper-class elites have become even more greedy and unbridled, bullying and exploiting from above and below, and sucking up the people's wealth. The land annexation in various places has become more and more intense, and the signs of unrest have already been planted."
"Today's Lu State, although it is far from the end of the dynasty, has already begun to decline. Deep-seated conflicts are accumulating day by day. In the next few decades or hundreds of years, there will be a general outbreak."
"At that time, the world will be in chaos, but it will only happen in an instant."
Zhang Yao couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this:
"This is the so-called dynasty cycle law. The rolling trend is rushing like a tide, and even the immortal cultivators cannot stop it."
"I have traveled through this world for almost two hundred years, and I have been able to watch the ups and downs of the world and the rise and fall of dynasties. The great Wei of the past and the great Lu of today are so similar..."
At this moment, Zhang Yao had the most profound understanding of the meaning of "immortal".
There was something vaguely touched in his heart, and he seemed to have grasped something. However, after he really thought about it carefully, he could not grasp the flash of inspiration.
"Shangxian..."
Feng Lu looked at Zhang Yao deep in thought and couldn't help but said:
"Sir, don't be misled by this boy's words. I'm over seventy years old and I really don't want to set foot in the court anymore."
After hearing his words, Feng Changqing's face turned pale, but he did not dare to say anything more.
Zhang Yao came back to his senses and felt a little regretful, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. He would have many opportunities to comprehend the artistic conception of immortality in the future.
"You don't want to return to the court, so I just saved you the trouble."
He smiled slightly and said:
"Since your long-cherished wish is over, let's just say goodbye to you."
After the words fell, he waved his sleeves, and a bright yellow flying sword sprang out like a fish, turning into a bright light.
Zhang Yao stepped on the flying sword, and the magic energy and the flying sword's magic were combined. In an instant, it turned into a sky-shattering rainbow, breaking through the sea of clouds, and then disappeared into the horizon with a few flashes.
On the top of Tiandu Mountain, Feng Lu, Feng Changqing and others looked at this scene, their hearts were shocked and they were speechless for a long time.
I leave my homeland now, and there is no time to return.
