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As Chen An's teacher, although Dong Heng is a great sage in Dahua, his own martial arts cultivation is not strong, just better than nothing.

To a certain extent, he and Liu Chu belonged to the same kind of person, both of whom were not very talented in martial arts.

However, although he does not have a strong martial arts cultivation, Dong Heng is very strong on the other hand.

That is nourishment.

Today's Dong Heng is in his 70s or 80s, but his body still looks strong and strong. On the surface, he doesn't seem to be any different from an ordinary middle-aged man. This is proof.

If many old people can live like this at this age, it is estimated that they can laugh to death.

But now, Dong Heng said that he was about to die.

Chen An couldn't help being silent.

He knew that his teacher would not lie to him.

Since he said he was about to die, that should be the case.

For these people, if the time of death is approaching, they will basically feel it, and they will be able to know when the day when their body is exhausted will come.

"Don't be sad."

Seeming to see Chen An's thoughts, Dong Heng smiled: "Life, old age, sickness and death are normal things in this world."

"Besides, at my age, I have lived long enough, and this life is exciting enough, so what can't be satisfied?"

"Changan, you should be happy for me."

"Yes."

Chen An nodded.

Compared with other people, Dong Heng's life has been complete enough.

He is a well-known great sage in the world, and has outstanding achievements in many aspects. Even if the military of various countries sees it, they should show respect.

He also has a large number of disciples.

Many of the students who have been enrolled in Guozijian over the years can be regarded as his students.

Even Chen An himself is only one of his students.

In all aspects, he has achieved achievements that others can only envy, and what is there to be dissatisfied with.

"Don't be sad about my departure."

Looking at Chen An, Dong Heng smiled: "Changan, what I valued most about you at the time was that you had a heart that was not moved by external things."

"There is nothing in this world that seems to make you care."

"You value martial arts, but you're not as obsessed as others. You hate Chen Guogong's mansion, but you're extraordinarily sullen. You love reading, but you don't care about the truth like others."

"I was thinking at the time, is there anything in this world that can make you less peaceful."

"Now it seems that there is."

He paused, then smiled again: "The death of the fourth princess seems to be very uncomfortable for you."

"Yes."

Chen An smiled bitterly: "It's not uncomfortable, but I just suddenly felt that people have to leave after all in this life, and it seems that everything is meaningless."

"wrong."

Dong Heng kept a smile on his face, looked at his favorite disciple in front of him, and said softly, "It's always meaningful."

"As long as people live and exist, they will leave their own traces, and they will always have their own meaning."

"I am now only eighty years old. I have written books and taught in my life, and have countless disciples in my life. Do you think this is meaningful?"

"Nature makes sense."

Chen An nodded.

Dong Heng was recognized as a great sage by all countries, he wrote numerous books in his life, and taught many students and disciples.

Even if he dies, the history books will always record his deeds and record them emphatically.

"So is the fourth princess."

Dong Heng continued: "Although she left, she still left traces."

"Having her children, you will remember her husband more."

"All living beings in this world, even if they are as small as an ant, can leave some traces of themselves. Even if they pass away, these traces will remain and affect future generations."

"This world is the summary of all these traces."

"In that case, who can say that their existence is meaningless?"

Dong Heng spoke softly and taught Chen An as usual.

Everything seems to go back to the past, when teachers are still teachers and students are still students.

"Students understand."

Chen An nodded.

He naturally understood what Dong Heng said.

The essence of Chen An is still a transmigrator after all.

He may not have understood many truths, but he already knew it in his previous life.

But what is the use of just knowing this kind of thing.

People who know all the truths, but still have a bad life, are not everywhere in this world.

The truth is always there at all times, but there are only a few people who are truly enlightened.

Dong Heng looked at Chen An and smiled, but did not continue to speak, but just waved his hand, motioning him to stand aside.

Out of the tacit understanding in the past, Chen An consciously stood beside Dong Heng and prepared pen and ink for him.

Just like when he was just an ordinary student beside Dong Heng.

For the next month, everything seemed to return to the past.

In the last month of his life, Dong Heng didn't seem to do much.

He just lived a step-by-step life, constantly copying some books.

Those books are basically moved from other countries.

Well, to be precise, it was actually stolen.

In the past few decades, Chen An led his army to break through several countries, and in addition to the rest of the seizures, various books were also moved here.

Quite a few of these books are orphans.

Since then, Dong Heng, as a great sage of the Imperial College, has been copying these books.

This behavior has not changed to this day.

In the last hours of his life, he still did.

A full month later, on a sunny noon, Dong Heng also left.

He left with a smile on his face, still sitting on the desk and chair, as if thinking about how to copy the next book.

In the blink of an eye, his breathing completely disappeared, losing the last trace of his life.

Chen An watched the whole process in his eyes and remained silent.

So, after the funeral of the fourth princess, he organized the funeral of his teacher Dong Heng.

no way.

The fourth princess still has Chen An as her husband and two children.

But the teacher, Dong Heng, never got married in his life, and the only ones who can arrange his funeral are the students like Chen An.

At the funeral, many former students of Dong Heng came to hear the news.

For a while, the crowd was surging, and the spacious hall was almost filled with the crowd.

So in the end, Chen An had to make a few more places to arrange so many people.

If ordinary people see this scene, I am afraid that they will feel more or less emotional, thinking that after Dong Heng's death, so many disciples can still come, and it is not a waste of life.

But Chen An didn't think much of it.

With his eyes, many things can naturally be seen.

Many of the people who came to participate in the mourning were impure.

They may not have wanted to come, but they saw that the person presiding over the funeral was Chen An, so they came.

After all, this is to use the funeral to have a relationship with Chen Anpan.

And there are so many people with this idea that they will be crowded everywhere.

As for those who really came to mourning?

There are.

But the number is probably very small.

If someone else looks at this situation, I am afraid they will feel that their intentions are not pure.

But if Dong Heng was still there, how would he react when he looked at this situation?

I'm afraid it's a good laugh.

Chen An thought for a moment, and finally got the answer.

For teacher Dong Heng, he doesn't care whether these people are sincere or fake.

Anyway, as long as he is willing to come, come over to give him a toast, and pay homage to his teacher, he will be very happy.

As for all the filth and unpleasantness underneath, he would laugh at it.

Thinking of this, Chen An was thoughtful.

Time goes on.

The lively funeral gradually subsided.

After this incident, everything seems to be back on track in Shengjing.

Chen An also forgot his grief and gradually returned to his normal life.

He is still in his Chen Guogong mansion, living a normal life as before.

On weekdays, in addition to practicing and viewing flowers, I went to the place where a few old friends were and had a chat with them.

Maybe it's because when I get older, I always like to think about the past, but now both Cheng Zheng and Liu Chu are more and more nagging.

More and more they like to chat with Chen An about the old days and the good old days.

Chatting and chatting, they thought of the present, and couldn't help sighing together.

They have changed a lot over the years.

Cheng Zheng had white hair growing on his head and looked like an old man.

Of course, it's actually an old man.

After all, considering his age, he is now in his seventies.

At such a large age, it is reasonable to stop and enjoy it.

But he didn't. Instead, he became more and more diligent, and he had to deal with many government affairs every day.

According to his words, he wanted to do more before he died and pave the way for the prince.

As for Liu Chu, he is a lot older now, but his days are much more dashing.

After the previous battles, he simply built a large mansion and kept many concubines and beauties in it, and he would enjoy it in it when he had nothing to do on weekdays.

Watching the whole process, Chen Anzhi shook his head.

Although he didn't know how to maintain health, he also knew that Liu Chu would probably not live long.

He had persuaded him several times, but Liu Chu just didn't listen, and the words he used left Chen An speechless.

"I'm already at this age, can't I just enjoy it?"

Listening to Liu Chu's drunken words, Chen An was speechless and could only let him go.

If you think about it, it seems too.

In this world with a short average life expectancy, at the age of Liu Chu, Cheng Zheng and others, it is uncertain when they will die.

In this case, dissuasion also seems to be an unnecessary thing.

Go with him.

Chen Anxin was relieved and no longer persuaded.

In fact, not only other people, but Chen An himself has also changed a lot.

On the surface, he seems to be still young, but he looks like a young man with long black hair in his early thirties.

But in fact, his body also began to gradually weaken.

After all, Gang Qi is only a mortal person, but the life time will be longer than that of ordinary people.

But at this age, Chen An has also stepped down from the peak.

If there is no accident in the next time, his physical condition will probably become weaker and weaker.

Of course, because of the relatively longer lifespan of Astral Qi warriors, this time is still quite long.

If it was in the past, Chen An may have already started to worry.

But after the passing of the fourth princess and his teacher Dong Heng, he seemed to calm down completely.

He put down a lot of things and began to enjoy life with his heart, carefully observing everything around him.

Occasionally, he would take a few of his grandchildren to go out on a tour, and he would also let them see the suffering of ordinary people with their own eyes, and give some help to others within his ability.

Everything is natural and what he wants to do.

Just a very strange thing happened.

When Chen An wanted to cultivate and strive to be promoted to innate, he couldn't touch that threshold.

But when he really ignored all this and stopped clinging to this matter, he actually felt the opportunity for promotion.

During these years, he has not given up on his practice, but he has no longer attached himself to it, and has integrated it into his own life, turning it into a unique way of life.

One quiet night, when Chen An finished meditating again, a premonition rose in his heart.

The qi induction in the dark gave him a great hint.

Originally trapped in front of him, the isolation that could never be broken through cracked silently, revealing a gap.

So he stopped his footsteps and returned to the mansion in Shengjingzhong.

This mansion was originally the mansion of the Fourth Princess, which once carried Chen An's memories for quite some time.

When I had the deepest memory, there were not only the Fourth Princess and Chen An, but also their two children.

But now, the fourth princess has left, and the two children have already married, and have their own affairs one after another.

In the current mansion, only some servants who are responsible for maintenance are still here.

But that's fine too.

There is no one else around, it is just clean.

Chen An simply moved into this mansion and started his own practice.

He seems to be practicing martial arts, but every morning, the sound of Lang Lang's reading is always heard in the room, which is very clear.

Outside the mansion, a peach blossom is slowly blooming, and it seems to be blooming with new vitality.

Time passed slowly.

Another three years have passed.

During this period of time, Chen An was completely in retreat, and no news came out.

People are also used to the absence of King Chen.

After all, in the past, Chen An was very low-key, and often no news came out for several years.

Compared to the past, there is no news for three years now, isn't it a normal thing.

Even Cheng Zheng's old friends don't know what Chen An is doing, but they can clearly feel that Chen An is spending less and less time going out.

In this regard, Cheng Zheng and Liu Chu were a little worried.

Because of his worries, Cheng Zheng also tried to be a matchmaker for Chen An, introducing the daughter of a very beautiful family to continue the string for Chen An.

Chen An refused to laugh or cry, saying that he was fine.

Time passed slowly.

In the third year that Chen An returned to Shengjing, something big happened after all.

In the desert on the back, a madman is rising.

It was a warrior who came from the northern grasslands. He called himself the Dharma King of the Desert. He held a scepter and came all the way from the north.

He came from the grasslands, and every time he went to a country, he must challenge the strongest in that country.

Along the way, there has been no defeat so far.

The Duke of Lu Guozhen and the Yonghou of Song Guozhong had fought against him one after another, but they were all defeated in less than ten moves.

It is reported that on his way, five Gang Qi joined forces to besiege him, but in the end he still lost and was directly defeated by him.

For a time, the fame of the Dharma King of the desert flourished.

However, although the Dharma King's reputation was prosperous, he did not do anything too extravagant to kill.

It seems that he is only challenged to experience different martial arts and verify different scenery, and he has no intention of killing.

As the overlord of this place, Dahua will naturally not be let go by it.

Inside the palace, Cheng Zheng was looking at the competition field below, his face a little ugly.

In front of him, several people were falling to the ground, and everyone had the characteristics of Gang Qi.

But standing among the crowd was a thin middle-aged man in a strange cassock.

The middle-aged man's skin is thin and his face always looks calm. His eyes are simple and unwavering, and he always carries a kind of calm that surpasses all living beings.

"Everyone, let it go."

The Dharma King held a scepter, folded his hands together, and performed a strange Buddhist ritual.

There was silence everywhere.

Because just now, the Dharma King in front of him did an extremely bold thing.

In front of Cheng Zheng, he challenged the three clans to worship at the same time, and finally won the battle, even the whole process seemed effortless.

Such terrifying strength is really suffocating.

That qi is so terrifying and huge that everyone can't help drumming in their hearts as long as they feel it~lightnovelpub.net~ There is a feeling of being tightly oppressed.

All around, the guards in charge of guarding this place were nervous, and many people were wet with sweat on their backs.

Before that, people were still a little confused.

Along the way, this Dharma King does not know how many masters he has challenged, how many people have been disgraced, and why he can live so well until now.

Now it seems that it is not those people who are generous, but simply cannot do it.

The Dharma King in front of him does have this strength.

To put it badly, at this moment, the three clans guarding in Shengjing have all lost their worship. If the other party wants to attack the emperor at this moment, then they have nothing to do.

guard?

Not at all.

The guards in the palace are indeed strict, but even ordinary qi might not be able to stop it, let alone the terrifying Dharma King in front of him.

If the other party rages and kills, they have nothing to do at all.

This is also the reason why Cheng Zheng's face is so ugly.

For the Son of Heaven, how many people can endure being threatened by others?

"Your Majesty, do you want to take a break?"

On the side, a minister changed color and walked to Cheng Zheng and spoke in a low voice.

"Do you want me to run away?"

Cheng Zheng's eyes glared: "I am a person who is greedy for life and fears death!"

The minister reluctantly withdrew.

Cheng Zheng couldn't help but sigh: "Unfortunately, if Chang'an is here, what would I be afraid of?"

It seemed that he knew the words in his heart, and in front of him, the voice of His Holiness also came over.

"I heard that within Dahua, Chen Wangxiu is tyrannical, and his strength is the first in the Central Plains."

The Dharma King put his hands together, his face simple and unwavering: "I came here this time, I hope to challenge the masters of various countries, I wonder if I can fight against Chen Wang?"

There was silence everywhere.