Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

"As a result, no matter which temple or Taoist temple you go to, it will be extremely painful as soon as you get close to it."

Zhao Mu spoke up for him.

"Yeah, I can't walk into that kind of place at all."

Old Man Liang nodded: "Not only can't I enter the temple, but what's even more terrifying is that once I went out of the city to help people deliver goods, and because of some accidents, it was already midnight when I came back."

"I was passing by a mass grave outside the city. If it had been in the past, I would have been so frightened that I wanted to leave there as soon as possible, but that time..."

He smiled bitterly and said: "That time I actually felt that the smell of the mass grave was very comfortable, as if I was back at my own home."

"The smell inside those graves is like delicious food. It makes me want to dig open the graves and eat the... corpses inside!"

"But I held back. I was afraid that I would become less and less human. I was afraid that one day, I would hurt Ping'er because of this."

"So I tried my best to escape from the mass grave and fled back to the city."

"And from that day on, I was sure that I was dead."

Having said this, Old Man Liang stared at Zhao Mu: "Later, as each year passed, I could feel more and more clearly that my body was constantly decaying."

"Especially in the past year, my body has become so fragile that my fingers will break if I touch them."

"I can also feel that my body is smelling rotten from the inside out, but why can no one in the neighborhood outside smell the stench on my body?"

"Taoist Priest, are you helping me?"

Liang Ping also looked at Zhao Mu.

Zhao Mu nodded lightly: "Yes, I want you to cherish your son, so I have set a restriction on you so that ordinary people cannot detect your abnormality, and also so that you can be safe and sound in your life." I have been with my son for ten years.”

"But death is death. Human reincarnation is irreversible, so your body will become more and more decayed, and now it has reached its limit."

"Mr. Liang, now that Liang Ping's body has healed, it's time to let go of your obsession and go!"

"No!" Liang Ping's face was filled with fear, knowing very well what Zhao Mu meant by "it's time to go."

He has been ill for twenty years and has been taken care of by his father for twenty years.

I thought that after I recovered, I would be able to fulfill my filial piety to my father, but I never thought that the day I recovered would be the day my father left!

This was simply unacceptable to him.

He rushed to Old Man Liang desperately: "Dad, you can't leave. Your son hasn't fulfilled your filial piety to you yet. You can't leave your son alone!"

"Ping'er, don't be sad!"

Old Man Liang's face was full of love, and he stretched out his hand to gently stroke Liang Ping's hair: "Dad can see you recover with his own eyes, and your biggest wish in this life will be fulfilled."

"Dad is already dead. Continuing to stay by your side will do you no good. You will still have your own life in the future."

"Didn't the Taoist Master say that he wants to teach you how to practice immortality? This is an opportunity that we never dare to hope for. You will be able to see the wonderful things that your father will never see in his life."

"Live well, practice well with the Taoist Master, and you will be fulfilling your filial piety to your father!"

"No, dad, you can't leave, you can't ignore Ping'er..."

Liang Ping was heartbroken. The twenty-year-old young man cried like a tearful person.

Zhao Mu said no more, stood up and walked out, leaving space for the father and son who could only see each other for the last time.

The door slowly closed behind him, blocking out the sounds inside.

The sun shines down from the sky, making the streets outside warm.

People passing by on the street from time to time greeted Zhao Mu and invited him home for dinner.

But no one knew that just across the door, there was a life and death parting.

After a long time.

The door behind him was opened again, and Liang Ping walked out with red eyes: "Taoist Master Xuandu, my father invites you to come in."

"good."

Zhao Mu turned around and entered the room, and saw Old Liang still sitting at the table with a faint smile on his face.

He looked at Zhao Mu and said, "The anger in my heart was relieved. I didn't expect that my body was so weak that I couldn't stand up anymore. Taoist Master, please forgive me. The old man can't salute you."

"It's been ten years, you should breathe a sigh of relief."

Zhao Mu nodded lightly: "Mr. Liang, what else do you wish for? As long as it is within the scope of my ability, Pindao can help you realize it. I guess... I admire your devotion to your son."

"Haha, old man, a person who has died a long time ago, what unfulfilled wishes can he still have?"

Old Man Liang smiled calmly and said: "Old man, please come in, Master Taoist, just to ask you to give me a ride, because I really don't know how to escape from this body."

"Okay, Pindao, help you."

Zhao Mu took two steps forward: "Your soul has been trapped in the body for ten years. Although this is a miracle, such a state that violates the laws of nature has also caused a lot of damage to your soul."

"If you are allowed to enter reincarnation like this, it is difficult to say what will happen in reincarnation, so before entering reincarnation, Pindao will help you repair your soul first."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Mu raised his hand and gently grabbed Old Man Liang.

A soul that could not be seen by the naked eye was immediately grabbed out of Old Man Liang's body, and Old Man Liang's physical body went limp and collapsed to the ground.

"father!"

Liang Ping was shocked.

"Don't worry, your dad is here."

Zhao Mu pointed at Liang Ping's eyebrows and temporarily opened his eyes.

Only then did Liang Ping see a shadow floating in the air in the room that looked exactly like Old Man Liang.

"Master, is this my father's soul?"

"Yes, do you see the scars on your father's soul?"

"Yes, Master, has my father been in great pain in the past ten years?"

Liang Ping asked sadly.

"Yes, he is indeed in pain."

Zhao Mu nodded: "The relationship between the soul and the body complements each other, but also restrains each other."

"A fresh and compatible body can protect the soul, but a dead body can cause great harm to the soul."

"Your father's body has been decaying for the past ten years, and the decaying power of the body will naturally infect the soul, causing the soul to also suffer decay damage."

"This kind of damage will make the soul feel great pain. In the later stage, it will even be willing to be burned by the fire every day."

"So I admire your father very much. He can persist in such pain and stay by your side until you recover completely."

"Liang Ping, remember your father's words. Live your own life well and practice well in the future, so that you can live up to your father's painstaking efforts for twenty years."

"Yes, Taoist priest, Liang Ping understands!"

Liang Ping's eyes were filled with tears, but the firmness in his eyes was unprecedentedly strong and moving.

Zhao Mu stopped talking, and used his hand seal to open the immortal barrier, helping Old Man Liang repair the damage to his soul.

Old Man Liang's soul damage was much lighter than Xiao Jinyun's, so it didn't take long for his soul to recover.