Great Creator

Chapter 198 The joys and sorrows of human beings are not interlinked (22)

Time continued to flow forward, and another twenty-one years passed in no time.

When Wen Ling was 84 years old, his life also came to an end.

It is extremely rare for the human race to live to be 84 years old. In this era, even if there are no wars and catastrophes, few human races will live past the age of 70. Most people will be in their 50s and 60s, and their bodies will gradually age. Die while degenerating.

Huang Si asked Wen Ling to practice internal strength. His understanding of nature is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary students, and his aptitude is also good. Unfortunately, he was almost 60 years old when he practiced, and his physical functions were not good enough, so his achievements were not great, which made him better than ordinary people. Lived a few more years.

As Wen Ling's health deteriorated day by day, the entire monastery was filled with gloom, and everyone was worried about Wen Ling's situation. After all, the Taoist monastery can be said to be supported by Wen Ling, and everyone here can be regarded as a disciple trained by Wen Ling. Every year, some students from the Taoist Academy leave after finishing their studies, but there are also many people who are willing to give up their glory and wealth and choose to stay by Wen Ling's side all the time.

Everyone in the monastery has sincere reverence and gratitude towards Wen Ling. There is no fame or fortune here, and those who can stay in the Taoist academy are all those who are sincerely interested in learning.

Knowing Wen Ling's physical condition, Huang Si allowed him to step into illness and death. This is an inevitable part of life. Wen Ling's trip down to earth was originally to experience these life journeys again. What he did for Wen Ling was to make his death less painful.

In Wen Ling's last moments, many Taoist disciples surrounded him, Zhou Xia and Huang Si also accompanied him.

The Taoist disciples were full of mourning, but only the family members knew that death was not the end, but the beginning.

Lin Zhuo, Sang Xiu, and Zhong Fu are social people after all, and they can put on a show, while Zhou Xia is casual and just sits and waits solemnly.

Huang Si didn't care, he just came over and took Wen Ling away when he died. There was nothing to pretend in front of his family, so he should eat and drink, and he was doing math problems by the way, which aroused everyone's attention.

It's a pity that everyone still dare not speak out. The last person who tried to speak up and reprimand Huang Si has been punished by Wen Ling and locked up for a week.

Wen Ling was lying on the bed, his sense of pain had been blocked by the instructions of the soul master, but the physical discomfort still affected his ability to think, he felt very uncomfortable, but he was indeed too sick to speak come out.

So, he finally used that prayer channel.

"God, please take me away."

Wen Ling prayed silently in her heart.

Huang Si glanced at him and sighed: "Didn't I say it's okay a long time ago? You have to persist until now for the disciples of the Taoist academy, and it's okay without praying. I know what you think, as long as you move thought, I will take you away."

Wen Ling said calmly in her heart: "I understand, but it feels better this way."

Huang Si can see all the thoughts of the family members, but sometimes he still doesn't understand what the family members want. For example, what kind of thing is Wen Ling's insistence on ritual? He can see it, but he doesn't understand it.

Since Wen Ling decided to die, Huang Si said to Wen Ling who was lying on the bed:

"Wen Ling, come back."

The effect of the soul command appeared, and Wen Ling's soul left the body, but after being slightly confused, he regained his clear consciousness.

He came to Huang Si's side and said happily, "God, I'm back."

Huang Si motioned him to stay where he was and watch his own death, which was a rare experience. After all, in his previous life, as Zhu Yao, he was directly decomposed, without a normal death and post-death experience.

Sitting next to Huang Si, Zhou Xia also heard what Huang Si said, and guessed that it was a command from the soul.

She looked at the bed, and through the induction of inner qi, she realized that Wen Ling had died in the world.

Previously, Wen Ling had appointed Zhou Xia as the dean after him. So Zhou Xia stood up and announced as the successor dean of the Taoist Academy: "Principal Wen has passed away."

All the disciples hurriedly gathered to check it out, and after finding out that Wen Ling was indeed dead, they all wept uncontrollably.

All of a sudden, there was a loud cry.

Lin Zhuo and the others are also wiping tears. This is not pretending, but they have been human races for a long time, and they can understand the emotions of human races.

Zhou Xia and Huang Si didn't react much.

Anyway, Wen Ling's own soul is actually beside them.

Originally, there were only some disciples around Wen Ling's bed, but now that he passed away, many other disciples also rushed over, and soon the ward was surrounded by water.

"The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected..." Huang Si whispered.

Zhou Xia nodded.

However, in such a chaotic scene, some people still noticed this whisper, perhaps because the teacher's death could not restrain their emotions, a core disciple in a blue robe shouted angrily at Huang Si: "You What are you talking about! It’s fine at ordinary times, but now that the dean has passed away, you, you still act like you have nothing to do with yourself! It’s in vain for the dean to treat you so well, but now you don’t even shed a tear! "

The Taoist disciple knew that Huang Si was not a mortal because he would not age.

However, he rarely appeared, and his appearance was also different, so only a few core disciples knew him.

Even so, even though he guessed that this person might be a real god, that disciple still couldn't help being angry.

After hearing his accusation, Huang Si was not angry, nor did he do anything, he just said lightly:

"Your pain, I can understand, but, have you forgotten what your teacher taught you before you were alive? Human life comes from nature, and human death returns to heaven and earth. Today, dying in accordance with nature is exactly what your teacher is looking for. relief."

Thinking back to Wen Ling's usual teachings, the disciple trembled, took a step back, and sat down slumped.

When the other disciples heard this, some were still puzzled, while others became thoughtful.

At this time, an old man dressed in the official costume of the Ya Kingdom rushed in from the door. As soon as he came in, he regretted and shouted: "I was wrong, I came late, even Dean Wen's I haven't seen the last side!"

He came to Wen Ling's bed, Shi Li knelt down, and couldn't help crying: "Dean Wen, I am the historian of Ya Country. My mentor once asked me to come to see you and learn from you. Unfortunately, I have been unable to make the trip because of my position. I heard that Dean Wen was seriously ill, so I hurriedly resigned and came here, but... I still couldn't catch up, alas!"

Standing aside, Wen Ling's soul also saw this official. He didn't know this person, but he vaguely guessed who the mentor he was talking about was.