Chapter 355: Life and death

Same as the last time, Dao Mei only came back in a hurry, and then left in a hurry, staying for a shorter period of time than last time, and he didn't even have time to do a morning class at Wangyue Mountain.
The ranks of Shinto are strict, and seventh-rank gods like Dao Mei Daochang will be subject to a lot of control. Of course, this is also related to the current situation, so they have been hiding their traces and be extremely careful in doing things.
Dao Chief Qingmei didn't say it clearly, but from the meaning revealed in his words, he also vaguely told Mo He something.
In the underworld, a dispute over Shinto is brewing, which is why Qing Meidao has not shown up for so long.
Thinking of the predecessor Emperor Xia Qi, who had no news after being enshrined, Mo He estimated that after such a long time, the predecessor Emperor should have passed his adaptation period to become a god. The God Realm was established in the middle, and now it is still accumulating strength in secret.
When one day comes, the gods of the Third Dynasty, headed by Xia Qi, will eventually return to people's sight and confront the Second Dynasty head-on in the court of the Underworld.
Confrontation with a deep-rooted court is not something the gods of the third dynasty can do in a short time, but they have the biggest backing, which is the third dynasty, which is in the orthodox position of the human race. One of the biggest reliances of a group of gods led by Kai.
If he could, Mo He really didn't want Dao Mei to take risks in it, but Dao Mei who became a was already in the game, and now it was too late to say everything else.
Fortunately, in the conversation with Dao Mei, Dao Mei came to the bottom line, thinking about the development of the matter, it will not be too serious for the time being.
"When Xia Xian fulfills his promise and gives the master a higher position, then the master should be enough to protect himself!" Mo He thought in his heart.
A few hours later, the sky lit up again. The three people in Qingmei Temple had just finished a day’s morning class in the morning. A wisp of white smoke floated in front of Mo He, and a piece of paper fell from it. This is another story from Baijia School. Here comes new news.
Mo He picked up the piece of paper and looked at it. The first message on it was that the veteran of the dynasty Ye Nian died yesterday. As one of the few remaining founding fathers of the dynasty, the death of General Ye Lao is of course the same sorrow for the whole country.
In addition to this news, another news is that the next imperial seal ceremony of the dynasty has been held a little earlier, which is also related to the death of Ye Nian.
There is also a local news from Yuhe Mansion, that is, the current mansion of Yuhe Mansion has been listed in the dynasty, ready to return home.
This Lord Fuzun of Yuhe Mansion is already quite old, and I am afraid he will not live for many years.
His career in this life can be regarded as relatively stable. He has not made any great achievements, but he has not made major mistakes. The changes brought to Yuhe Mansion are not too great, but in general, as a prestige, he can barely Qualified.
According to the master's life achievements, after his death, he should also be able to obtain a position, but it is not too high, eight to seven grades are possible.
It is estimated that the master of the palace also understands his own situation, so in the last few years of his life, he does not want to continue to serve as the palace master, and is ready to go back to enjoy the blessing for two days. By the way, he also gives way to others.
After reading the message from Baijia Academy, Mo He sighed softly in his heart.
Birth, old age, sickness and death, this is something most people need to face, even cultivators, most of them can't escape this level, but they live longer than ordinary people.
In addition to the pursuit of the Tao, the desire to get rid of birth, old age, sickness and death is another reason why many cultivators embark on the path of cultivation and climb hard.
Mo He looked into the distance and saw a tree that had withered on the mountain in the distance, and a new green was drawn from the roots of the tree.
Compared with the tree that has withered, this new green is young, but it exudes vitality. After a few years, it will grow into a big tree.
At this moment, Mo He suddenly had a trace of comprehension in his heart, standing in place, but his own perception had already radiated to the surroundings, spreading to the mountains around Wangyue Mountain.
Mohe could very clearly feel that many of the vegetation growing in the mountains exudes vitality, but there are also some old trees that are also facing withering and passing away.
Under the soil cover, there are still many tiny seeds, which are accumulating strength, taking root and germinating, waiting to emerge from the ground.
Every moment, the existing vegetation is losing its vitality, and new life is also being bred in the soil, dying or withering, which brings not only end and fear, but also makes Mohe realize the weight and value of life.
Every new life, even if it is so small that it is just the weeds about to break out of the soil, is also a miracle of life and one of the many beings in this world.
Every life that is about to embrace death, they also leave traces of what they have been here. Although the rotten body will eventually be worn away by time, the seeds they leave will continue to multiply and continue from generation to generation, completing a kind of life. inherited.
Feeling this, a faint smile appeared on Mo He's face, and then slowly closed his eyes, and stood quietly on the spot, but his consciousness had sunk into the visualization, his incarnation became in the boundless waters. That towering tree.
Mo He stretched out his huge body, looked down at the boundless waters under his feet, then looked up at the stars above his head, and then gently shook his branches and leaves.
In the swing of his branches and leaves, every leaf that was originally vigorous quickly turned yellow and lost its vitality, and then fell from the tree, slowly falling onto the surface of the boundless waters below.
With the fall of these leaves, Mohe felt that the surrounding space seemed to be a little bit colder. Then, a cold wind blew through, and in this space, pieces of snowflakes fell.
Mo He felt that his bare branches were soon covered by these snowflakes. This burden was not heavy, but the cold made Mo He feel drowsy.
There was a voice telling Mo He that he didn't have to resist this feeling, just fall asleep along with this feeling. When he wakes up, everything will be brand new and better.
Mo He chose to listen to that voice in the dark, because this was also his mind.
As a result, Mo He's consciousness began to slowly fall asleep, and the towering tree he incarnates became very quiet, with its branches completely covered in snowflakes, as if wearing a silver outfit.
The snow covered it thicker and thicker, and the vitality on the trunk of the big tree that Mohe had transformed into seemed to have become weak, as if it had become a dying tree that would embrace death at any time.
As the only life in this piece of heaven and earth, the sign that Mo River is about to wither also seems to have affected this piece of heaven and earth. The surface of the ice-free water under your feet is covered with a layer of ice, and you can see it in the white and translucent ice layer. Frozen in it, has dried leaves.
The shining stars above the head also seemed to lose their former color, the light became dimmed a lot, and more stars disappeared directly.
The cold wind roared, and the falling snowflakes became bigger, making this lonely world sound like the "whooping" sound of wind blowing across the tree trunk, but this kind of sound did not break this sense of loneliness, on the contrary. Let this feeling of loneliness worsen.
Under the wind and snow, the world seemed to be left with only a vast expanse of whiteness. If you didn't distinguish it carefully, even the towering giant tree would be ignored.
A little bit of time passed, and the wind and snow had been raging for a long time. Finally, there was a sign of cessation. The snow falling in the sky became smaller, the wind gradually subsided, and the whole world was quiet again.
As the snowflakes stopped, the surrounding temperature seemed to start to rise. The original silver world seemed to be a person who had slept and was about to wake up.
The ice-bound boundless waters began to dissolve little by little, and the starry sky above the head, stars and stars also reappeared, as if the world had opened its eyes again, and looked at the scenery below.
In his peaceful sleep, Mo He only felt that his body was a little itchy, which made his original consciousness of falling asleep begin to recover a little bit.
Mo He shook the trunk gently, some dry bark, and completely dead branches fell from him, and this was just a subconscious action of him to relieve the itchy feeling all over.
Along with these dead branches and the completely dry bark being shaken off, even though the itchy sensation on Mo He's body existed, it made him feel a little more relaxed.
Mo He continued to shake his branches. In this process, as he fell into deep sleep, the vitality that converged together began to explode completely.
On each branch, a piece of fresh green leaves was quickly pulled out, and while Mo He was shaking his body, the canopy was covered with leaves again.
At this time, the itching sensation on Mo He disappeared, leaving only a sense of comfort. When he woke up, his whole body was filled with an indescribable joy.
As a tree, the way that Mohe can express this invigorating feeling is to continue to grow upward and continue to touch the sky.
His body quickly became taller and thicker, and at the same time, Mo He felt that this empty world seemed to have something more than before, making the original monotonous things, now in his own eyes, beginning to become more colorful. .
In the process of growing upwards in this way, Mo He's consciousness broke away from the visualization. Standing in front of Qingmeiguan gate, he slowly opened his eyes, revealing a mysterious look in his eyes.
"The avenue is mysterious, life and death are withered, life is extremely dead, and death is extremely life!" Mo He muttered to himself, and then the expression in his eyes slowly disappeared, and the outward perception was also recovered.