Chapter 882: The Sign of Decline
The residences of Wu Haitang and Zhou Tian were earthen houses. It is made of yellow mud, bricks and tiles, and there is a wooden fence outside the house. I grew some vegetables and fruits, and my life was difficult, but I was self-sufficient.
Zhou Tian was sick in bed and could not get up. Wu Haitang lost all his cultivation and became a mortal. The two were once a couple of gods and immortals, which is very enviable. Nowadays, the family is in ruins and in pieces, but it makes people sigh.
Wu Haitang quickly brought the food. There are meats and vegetables, and the rice is full and round, with hot steam floating on it, whetting your appetite. When Wu Haitang first met Li Changxiao, he felt embarrassed and inferior. However, after getting in touch with him for a period of time, he realized that he had misunderstood Li Changxiao because he had overthought himself and used himself to save others. She felt extremely regretful for a moment, and since Zhou Tian became ill, she has been looking for doctors everywhere. From ordinary doctors to fairy doctors, ordinary doctors cost a lot but are of little use. The immortal doctors are stingy with their efforts. It's okay to sit down and drink and chat, but it's really difficult to ask them to help.
Wu Haitang had no leverage and was living a miserable life. He never imagined that a passer-by whom he had just met once and whom he even looked down on would lend a helping hand without hesitation. This thought made her both ashamed and happy. Remembering that Li Changxiao loved drinking, she said, "Brother Li, wait a minute, I have a jar of good wine buried in the backyard." She hurried into the backyard.
Li Changxiao saw that she was living in poverty and wanted to say that it was unnecessary. He was not particular about people. But he didn't want to let down the other party's good intentions, so he finally nodded. A jar of old wine was brought to the table. Wu Haitang said: "My husband Zhou Tian is actually a good wine person. I had a lot of good wine hidden before, but unfortunately I had to get rid of it all. There are only a few jars left, which have been buried in the ground for too long. , I have almost forgotten it. If I forget, it will be really bad. Isn’t it a waste of natural resources to hide the fine liquid in the ground? "
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Open the wine jar and smell a mellow fragrance. Li Changxiao twitched his index finger and smelled out that this was "yellow fruit wine", a specialty wine of Lingtianzhou. The wine is not difficult to brew, and the longer it ages, the more fragrant it becomes. The highest life span that Li Changxiao had experienced was only a hundred years.
But when I smell the aroma of wine from this altar, it is so mellow and long-lasting that I am afraid it will last for thousands of years. Li Changxiao was really surprised: "Sister Haitang, I think this wine will give you a lot of face, and it will be more than enough for your husband to be safe." Wu Haitang said: "As long as everyone has to be reasonable. I have this wine. Take it out, unreasonable people will not treat their illnesses, but they will forcefully keep the wine." It is obvious that we have encountered many such things.
Wu Haitang has no interest in wine, so he just acts as a companion. Filling the bowls, the two of them ate with a sip of food and a sip of wine, enjoying themselves. Li Changxiao asked what happened to Wu Haitang and why he got sick.
Wu Haitang drank wine and finished his speech. It turns out that we have been seeking change for more than 400 years. Wu Haitang and Zhou Tian's life span was almost exhausted, leaving only Tianshou. At that time, the two of them knew that there was no hope of reform, so they no longer sought reform, but only wanted to live the rest of their lives in peace. So they became "husband and wife" from "Taoist couple".
From now on we will be a common couple. From that time on, although the two of them did not live long, their cultivation was as good as new and their appearance was as good as new. You can live a very free and unrestrained life, as long as you act carefully, you can be quite calm in life. It is rare to encounter something that cannot be solved.
After living like this for ten years, the two of them realized that living like this had a different taste, and they couldn't help but laugh at the reformers in their hearts. Busy and busy, but in the end everything comes to nothing, I don’t know why. Later the two met one person.
The man was tall and covered in black robes. When he saw the two of them, he suddenly told them that he had a way to extend his life. The premise is that the two of them are completely reduced to mortals.
Although Wu Haitang and Zhou Tian did not give up their cultivation, the comfortable life they had lived for more than ten years had made them forget about triage. I thought to myself, if I continue to live a stable life, what difference does it make if I have this cultivation level or not? So he agreed to the man's request.
After the two spent the night together.
His cultivation level was really gone, but his life span increased by three hundred. Only reduced to a mortal, no matter how high the heavenly hand is, it will age with time. The appearance fades away. At first, the two of them were immersed in joy.
After that, I couldn't help but worry about gains and losses. Whenever I encountered something difficult to solve, I always thought: "It would be fine if I could still cultivate." I felt extremely helpless.
Wu Haitang expressed his sincerity: "If only we knew that today would happen. I...Zhou Lang and I, even if we have died of old age, we would not want to lose all our longevity." At this point. She couldn't help but have a question in her mind. When she first met Li Changxiao, she had the intuition that the two men were of the same level in cultivation. Why does Li Changxiao not age? But he quickly suppressed his heart, thinking that he had become a mortal, and how could he dare to pursue Taiqing for the matter of the Immortal Family.
The man on the bed said: "Haimei...it's my fault...it's my fault." Zhou Tian had already woken up, and all the anger was gone from his face. Wu Haitang said: "Ah! Mr. Zhou, are you awake?" Then his eyes turned red: "You...you won't scold me anymore?"
Zhou Tian slapped himself twice: "How can I bear to scold you? I understand everything. It's me who is so useless that you have fallen like this." Wu Haitang walked away in a hurry. The two of them stared at each other for a long time, hugging each other and crying, feeling happy and happy in their hearts. sad.
Li Changxiao carried a plate of beef and a jar of good wine with a discerning eye, walked out the door, squatted on the dirt floor and took a sip of meat and wine. After the two of them were passionate, opened their hearts, and talked to each other, they returned to the house to treat Zhou Tian.
Zhou Tian's legs atrophied and were almost skin and bones. It was this disease that made it difficult for him to get out of bed, made him feel sorry for himself, and made him a disabled person. Li Chang smiled and said: "This is a sign of the decline of the sky." Feeling his pulse, he found that his internal organs, limbs and bones were all showing signs of decline.
This is a terminal disease that is extremely difficult to treat. After Zhao Qing started practicing Taoism, a similar phenomenon occurred. But later I found the great path again and regained the path and fruition. This disease did not require treatment and it would heal naturally.
Li Changxiao thought about Zhou Tian's experience and his symptoms, which made sense. Li Changxiao thought: "Zhao Qing's symptoms, I was powerless at the time, it was all because she was more skilled in Taoism and I was less skilled in Taoism. Since I am more skilled in Taoism and Zhou Tian is less skilled in Taoism, I may be able to reverse it, but reversing it may not be a good thing. People with bad luck will be constantly visited by disasters, misfortunes and diseases. I will help people to the end, and cure you all at once, and you can live the rest of your life in an ordinary way."
Hand pinching magic, silver needles pierced the body. Help Zhou Tian fake his death to deceive the heavens, and delay the bad luck of the day until after his death. In this way, this disease is equivalent to being cured, so as to prevent future troubles.
Zhou Tian felt different immediately, and warm currents flowed through his body, and he felt indescribably comfortable.