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Chapter 183 Leng Chanxin's Autobiography

My name is Leng Chanxin and my master is Lin Xuanjing.

Let me think about my story.

I remember when I was very young, my life was still very happy. I had both parents and a lovely sister.

My neighbor Goudan often asked me to go up the mountain to pick bird eggs and go down to the river to catch fish.

At that time, the village was very peaceful and we lived happily. Every time we went out to play until the evening, when the sun was about to set, my father would come back from the mountain to chop firewood and take me home with him, holding my hand.

My mother and sister were preparing dinner at home. Every time I came home, my mother would complain that I was a mud monkey and was very dirty.

The younger sister was just giggling. Although the family lived in poverty, they had enough food and clothes, so they didn't feel bitter, but only felt happy.

Now it seems that the past was just a dream bubble, which would break if you touched it.

Later, a severe flood hit my hometown. Many fields were washed away. My home was uninhabitable. Everyone started to flee.

We walked and walked, and gradually the food was almost gone. More and more people were fleeing, and more and more people were starving.

I remember that I was so hungry that I didn't even have the strength to walk. Everyone was skinny.

Later, some people ate the dead bodies.

We were very scared, but with my dad around, I wasn’t so scared anymore. I thought, I’m a man and I have to protect my mother and sister.

We continued walking, but still could not find anything to eat. We had been hungry for three days.

My father gradually became impatient. His temper became worse and worse. Sometimes he would get angry at us. Perhaps we were a burden to him. We kept silent and did not dare to say anything.

Later we met a wealthy family who had a big carriage and many servants.

We didn't dare to go over and huddled in a corner like other refugees.

But there was a man in the convoy who came over and told my father that their master had taken a fancy to my mother and sister and wanted to buy them as servants.

But there was something malicious hidden in that smile. He even glanced at me. I was terrified at that time.

My father agreed without much hesitation. He exchanged some food for me and ate it eagerly, taking big mouthfuls.

I was also very hungry. I looked at my mother and sister who were taken away, and at my father. My mother and sister didn't say a word. Maybe they could have a meal after going to the master's house. I thought. It was better than starving with them.

My father had almost finished eating. He left a small piece of dry food for me. I was afraid that someone else would snatch it away, so I quickly stuffed it into my mouth. I chewed it a few times and quickly swallowed it.

My father took me to a secluded place to rest without saying a word.

I waited until my father fell asleep, then I quietly slipped out. I was so reluctant to leave my mother and sister, and wanted to see them again. I took advantage of the night and my small size, and quietly went to the place where the master was stationed.

But I saw the nightmare of my life.

Our mother and sister were eaten by these people... The big pot on the shelf. The broken body. And the head boiling in the pot...

I was so scared that I didn't know what to do. I didn't dare to make a sound. I don't know how long it took before I had the strength to run back. I didn't dare to tell my father.

I had a hunch that if I told it, it would be dangerous.

As soon as the sun rose, I urged my father to leave. I didn't know what I would face in the future. But I secretly saved my energy, and on the way, I took the opportunity to steal some food from my father and ran away.

Later, the master caught up with my father and said he wanted to buy me from him. My father was tempted by the food in front of him. He just said he was going to relieve himself and then went to find me.

Of course I didn't find it. I was born with a special sense of danger. So I ran away early.

My father ate the food given by that master but couldn't find me, so the man got furious and hacked my father to death.

I hid in a secluded place and waited for many days before I dared to come out. That’s when I found my father’s body.

There was no good place left. Those people left. And I was left alone. I was seven years old.

I followed the crowds, hiding all the way. When I was hungry, I ate wild grass and tree bark. Finally, I arrived at a town that was not affected by the disaster.

But as a street kid, and a lonely street kid, it was also difficult to live in this small town. I was beaten and insulted by the street kids here.

I didn't dare to fight back, because I couldn't beat them at all. I began to flatter them and help them with things, and I won the boss's appreciation, and he took me with him.

I survived.

Although I was still hungry, I managed to survive.

Two years passed like this, but the good times didn't last long, and the immortals started fighting each other. Unexpectedly, our town was implicated.

That day, fireballs rained down from the sky. The whole town was burned. We ran away quickly. No one cared about anyone else.

I started to flee again, but this time I had no family to rely on and I couldn’t go far.

Just when I fell down on a dry grass due to excessive fatigue, I thought, ah, maybe this is how my life will end.

Just then, Master discovered me.

She rescued me and saw that I had spiritual roots, so she accepted me as her disciple and taught me how to practice. The master asked me my name, and I said my name was Gou Sheng. The master chuckled.

I was given a new name, Leng Chanxin.

Those who practice Taoism are all long-lived and their appearance never ages.

From the moment my master saved me, her beautiful face was deeply engraved in my mind.

The master has many disciples, and I was picked up by the master at random. Most of the other brothers and sisters are descendants of monks, and they look down on people like me who are born as mortals.

However, there are some brothers who are born as mortals. They are just a minority. We are also excluded and despised.

My master taught me how to read and practice. Although they looked down on me, I was the most ambitious.

My master also praised me a lot.

I thought I would be happy like this forever.

Just when I had figured out my feelings for my master and was ready to confess, the world of cultivation was in chaos, and those people wanted to bring a flood to submerge the world of cultivation.

Damn those people.

The master took the initiative to deal with the matter and cooperated with the so-called sect leader. The sect leader looked young and promising, with a high level of cultivation, and was often by the master's side.

It's really an eyesore.

Master also assigned me a task, asking me to assist Elder Fu Guang in saving people. I naturally had to obey Master's orders.

After this matter is resolved, I will definitely express my feelings to Master.

Unexpectedly, this time it would be our final farewell.

The master is dead.

I just felt hopeless. Thinking back to our encounter.

At first, I barely survived the hardship, but fate showed me its hideous face again, and the shadow of war loomed over me again.

On that cold and snowy day, Master appeared like a savior sent by God. She was like a warm and bright light that instantly illuminated my dark life.

She kindly brought me back. Since then, Master has carefully taught me how to practice and given me the care and love I have never felt before. She has become the most important person in my life, like my only support in this world.

However, in order to save the people, the master resolutely gave up his life.

But in this cold and indifferent world, no one remembers her great contribution, and no one is grateful to her. What a chilling fact! It is so unfair!

The darkness in my heart began to spread like a mad tide from then on. I was filled with resentment towards this world. I was determined to make everyone pay a heavy price for their indifference. I wanted to use the method of sacrificing the people of the world to resurrect my most beloved master.

I began to plan secretly, accumulate strength, and developed it into the current Zhengqi League.

I also met a woman who looked very much like Master. We became a Taoist couple and had a child. But she died during childbirth. I was both scared and happy.

I was afraid that if my master really became my Taoist partner and died while giving birth to a child, I would be very sad. But I was also happy that the child looked exactly like the master I remembered.

I felt more and more that the plan to revive Master was feasible. I gave all my love to my daughter, just to let her contribute this body at the last moment.

But I failed. At the last moment, I seemed to see my master, who was going to take me away. Ah! There is nothing worth lingering in this world. I left...