Reversing Life

Xu Ziming's death here caused quite a stir. But if he was murdered, no one could provide evidence. Even if Xu Ziming was weak, he was a cultivator, not someone that ordinary people could beat. If the Xu family wanted to punish him, they could only investigate the cultivators without any sect or school.

Later, they found out that Xu Ziming went out that day to kill Mu Yunxian, so Mu Yunxian was also angered.

Mu Yunxian didn't feel wronged, after all, he really killed him, but he would never admit it. What surprised him was that after the Xu family targeted him, there was an unexpected person among the people who came out to protect him. This person was the number one parent official in the state, and he was honest and upright, and had a very good reputation here.

Mu Yunxian was invited to his house, but he didn't see him, and then suddenly heard a voice behind him. After listening again, it was this parent official who was arguing with the Xu family for him. Mu Yunxian listened quietly throughout the whole process, waiting for the master to come over. Mu Yunxian said, "Do you have something important to ask me to come?"

"Is saving your life an important matter?" The man asked the servant to leave and sat down next to Mu Yunxian: "I heard some things about you and found them quite interesting. Perhaps only people like you can be chosen by the immortals."

Mu Yunxian smiled in response: "My father is just talking nonsense."

"I don't think he is talking nonsense." He said, "That makes sense. It would be easy for someone chosen by the immortals to kill a rat like Xu Ziming?"

"What do you want? Just say it." Mu Yunxian said indifferently.

"I want all the books in your hand." He said, "Although you are in glory now, in fact, these treasures are not even one tenth as useful in your hands. Don't you think it's a pity? If they are in the hands of the right people, they can naturally play a thousand times the effect."

Mu Yunxian knew it of course. It's not like he hasn't done such things before, but in this world, the employer didn't ask him to do it, and he was too lazy to do it. He thought about it and regained his smile: "Do you only feel pity for the people?"

The official heard his words and asked: "What else should I see?"

"Don't you think those monks are annoying?" Mu Yunxian said: "Their existence is not of much use to the people in the world, why do they enjoy so much respect and worship?"

"That's a long story." The official laughed: "I didn't expect you to be a cynical person."

"That's not the case." Mu Yunxian said, "I know the root cause. I also know how these monks' families are causing endless harm besides the benefits."

"You still think too simply. Do you know how many people will die if we don't ask the monks to bring rain when there is a drought?"

"This is not unsolvable." Mu Yunxian said, "Human wisdom is infinite. It is not a long-term plan to rely on others for your fate. You keep saying that you want the book for the people. Why can't you understand this?"

"Even if I think so, this is not a one-day job..." The official shook his head.

Mu Yunxian said, "Why not start from this state? Don't you think that the Xu family is a bit too much? And their existence, except for the ancestor who hasn't been seen for more than ten years, is useless."

Seeing that the other party was thinking about something, Mu Yunxian said goodbye and left.

Xu Ziming's death here caused quite a shock. But if he was killed, no one could provide evidence. Even if Xu Ziming was weak, he was still a cultivator, and not someone that ordinary people could beat. If the Xu family wanted to punish him, they could only investigate the cultivators without any sect or school.

Later, they found out that Xu Ziming went out to kill Mu Yunxian that day, so Mu Yunxian was also angered.

Mu Yunxian didn't feel wronged, after all, he really killed him, but he would never admit it. What surprised him was that after the Xu family targeted him, there was an unexpected person among those who came out to protect him. This person was the number one official in the state, and he was honest and upright, and had a very good reputation here.

Mu Yunxian was invited to his house, but he didn't see him, and then suddenly heard a voice behind him. He listened again and found that it was this official who was arguing with the Xu family for him. Mu Yunxian listened quietly throughout the whole process, waiting for the master to come over. Mu Yunxian said, "Do you have something important to ask me to come?"

"Is saving your life an important matter?" The man asked the servant to leave and sat down next to Mu Yunxian: "I heard some things about you and found them quite interesting. Perhaps only people like you can be chosen by the immortals."

Mu Yunxian smiled in response: "My father is just talking nonsense."

"I don't think he is talking nonsense." He said, "That makes sense. It would be easy for someone chosen by the immortals to kill a rat like Xu Ziming?"

"What do you want? Just say it." Mu Yunxian said indifferently.

"I want all the books in your hand." He said, "Although you are in glory now, in fact, these treasures are not even one tenth as useful in your hands. Don't you think it's a pity? If they are in the hands of the right people, they can naturally play a thousand times the effect."

Mu Yunxian knew it of course. It's not like he hasn't done this before, but in this world, his employer didn't ask him to do it, so he was too lazy to do it. He thought for a moment and regained his smile: "Do you only feel pity for the people?"

The official heard something behind his words and asked: "What else should I see?"

"Don't you think those ascetics are annoying?" Mu Yunxian said: "Their existence is not of much use to the people in the world, why do they enjoy so much respect and offerings?"

"That's a long story." The official laughed dumbly: "I didn't expect you to be such a cynical person."

"That's not the case." Mu Yunxian said: "I know the root cause. I also know how these monks' families are causing endless harm besides the benefits."

"You still think it's simple. Do you know, for example, how many people will die if we don't ask monks to bring rain when there is a drought?"

"It's not unsolvable." Mu Yunxian said: "Human wisdom is infinite. It's not a long-term plan to rely on others for your fate. You keep saying that you want the book for the people. Why don't you understand this?"

"Even if I think so, this is not a one-day job..." The official shook his head.

Mu Yunxian said: "Why not start from this state? Don't you think that the Xu family is a bit too much? And their existence, except for the ancestor who hasn't been seen for more than ten years, is useless."

Seeing that the other party was thinking about something, Mu Yunxian said goodbye and left.

On the second day, he picked up books in the library and presented them all.

He had confidence in the character of the official, and even more in his ambition. The Zheng family's dissatisfaction with the Xu family was just a microcosm. On a larger scale, the actions of the monks have exceeded people's imagination.

But Mu Yunxian did not intend to help the world solve the problem. The employer did not ask him to do so. Seeing that the employer's family treated him well, Mu Yunxian stayed for three or four years. Seeing that the official had dealt with the Xu family so well that there was no room for him to turn over, he finally decided to leave.

After the employer returned to his body, he felt like he had a dream, and then an idea gradually became clear in his mind. He wanted to get these people who relied on their status as monks to get out!

The employer had the memory of Mu Yunxian when he was there, and Mu Yunxian's way of thinking had been deeply imprinted in his mind, which had some influence on his personality and gave him enough knowledge and experience, but if someone was familiar enough, he could still see the difference between him and Mu Yunxian.

His father had come to him privately and said, "I thought... you would never come back."

The employer was shocked to realize that during those years like a dream, his family actually thought that it was the immortal who controlled his body. Looking at the pile of books stuffed under his bed, the employer did not know for a moment whether the legendary immortal really existed.

Then he found out that he could do a good job. Relying on his shop, which was already famous throughout the country, the employer accumulated a lot of reputation, and gradually moved from the sundries to the items related to people's livelihood. It is inconvenient to mention how much hardship he had during this period.

Ten years later, the reputation of the monks was no longer what it used to be. Although ordinary people still respected them for some reasons, they had become legendary beings to ordinary people and did not often appear in their eyes.

A real monk should be like this, but those who were half-baked jumped a lot. They had no room to jump, and the monks naturally disappeared in the eyes of the people.

Five or six years later, the employer got a chance to meet the emperor. The emperor also wanted to see what kind of person this legendary immortal favored was. The employer entered the palace tremblingly and saw a man next to the emperor. He felt vaguely that he looked familiar.

"This Taoist Master Xu has been in seclusion for twenty years and just came out." The emperor smiled and said, "One of you is in the immortal world and the other is in the mortal world, but you are both the backbone of our dynasty."

Taoist Master Xu smiled and stared at him closely. No one would be happy if he suddenly found out that his family's reputation had plummeted after coming out of seclusion, but that was many years ago after all, and there was no way to investigate it. The only clue was this person, so he hated this person.

The emperor seemed to be unaware: "Master Xu, if you have time, you must give him some advice. Mr. Zheng has made many contributions to this world. If he learns some Taoist skills, wouldn't it be like adding wings to a tiger?"

Taoist Master Xu woke up as if from a dream. He realized that the Zheng family was no longer something he could touch, unless he wanted to go against the emperor. He had been away from the secular world for a long time, and his family was in decline. He had no way to seek revenge, so he had to leave in hatred.

Thousands of years later, when the ascetics had become part of history and disappeared from the eyes of mankind, technology gradually rose. As the founder of technology, the employer left his own mark in history.