Chapter 198

As time went on, the world soon passed another 21 years.

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

It is extremely rare for Terrans to live to the age of 84. In this era, even if there are no wars and disasters, few Terrans live to the age of 70. Most people will die at the age of 5 or 60 when their bodies are gradually aging and their functions are degraded.

Huang Si asked Wen Ling to practice internal skills. His understanding of nature is not comparable to that of ordinary students, and his qualification is also good. Unfortunately, he was nearly 60 years old when practicing, and his physical function was no longer good, so his achievements were not great, which made him live a few years longer than ordinary people.

With Wen Ling's body getting worse day by day, the whole Taoist temple was full of melancholy, and everyone was worried about Wen Ling's situation. After all, the Taoist school can be said to be supported by Wen Ling. Everyone here is a disciple trained by Wen Ling. Every year, some students in the Taoist school leave after learning, but many people are willing to give up their glory and wealth and choose to accompany Wen Ling all the time.

Everyone in the Taoist school sincerely respects and appreciates Wen Ling's feelings. There is no merit here, and there is no profit. Those who can stay in the Taoist school are all sincere learners.

Huang Si knew Wen Ling's physical condition and allowed him to enter disease and death. This is the necessity of life. Wen Ling came to earth to experience these life processes again. What he did for Wenling was to make his death less painful.

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

The disciples of the Taoist school are full of sadness, but only the family members know that death is not the end, but the beginning.

Lin Zhuo, sang Xiu and Zhong Fu are social people after all. They will dress up. Zhou Xia is casual and just sits quietly.

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

Unfortunately, everyone dared to be angry but not speak. The last person who tried to speak out against Huang Si has been punished by Wen Ling and has been locked up for a week.

Wen Ling is lying in bed. His pain has been shielded by the instructions of the soul master, but his physical discomfort still affects his thinking ability. He feels very uncomfortable. However, he is really too ill to speak.

So he finally used the prayer channel.

"Dear God, please take me away."

Wen Ling sent out a silent prayer in his heart.

Huang Si looked at him and sighed, "didn't I say it long ago? You have to hold on to this moment for the disciples of the Taoist school, and you don't have to pray. I know what you think. As long as you think, I'll take you away."

Wen Ling said calmly in his heart, "I understand, but it will feel better."

Huang Si can see all the thoughts of the dependents, but sometimes he still doesn't understand what the dependents want. For example, what is the ritual sense that Wen Ling insists on? He can see, but he doesn't understand.

Since Wen Ling decided to die, Huang Si said to Wen Ling lying in bed:

"Wenling, come back."

The effect of soul instruction showed that Wenling's soul left the body, but after being slightly confused, he recovered his Qingming consciousness.

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

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

Zhou Xia sat beside Huang Si. She also heard Huang Si's words and guessed that it was the soul command.

She looked at the bed. Through the Qi machine induction of internal Qi, she realized that Wenling had died in the world.

Previously, Wen Ling had appointed him, and then Zhou Xia served as president. So Zhou Xia stood up and announced, "President Wen has passed away."

The disciples quickly gathered to check. Then they found that Wen Ling was indeed dead. They all burst into uncontrollable tears.

For a moment, the cry shook the sky.

Lin Zhuo and they are also wiping tears. This is not pretending, but they have been Terrans for a long time and can understand the joys and sorrows of Terrans.

Zhou Xia and Huang Si had no reaction.

Anyway, Wenling's own soul is actually around them.

Originally, only some disciples were surrounded by Wen Ling's bed. Now as soon as he died, many other disciples hurried over and soon packed the ward.

"Human joys and sorrows are not interlinked..." 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 blue robes shouted angrily at Huang Si: "What are you talking about! It's OK at ordinary times. Now that the Dean has passed away, you still look like you don't care about yourself! It's a waste of the dean's kindness to you, but now you can't even shed a tear!"

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

However, he rarely appears, and his appearance is different, so only a few core disciples know him.

Even so, even if he guessed that this man was likely to be a real God, the disciple still couldn't help being angry.

After hearing his accusation, Huang Si was not angry and did nothing. He just said faintly:

"I can understand your pain, but have you forgotten what your teacher taught before his death? Human life originates from nature, and human death returns to heaven and earth. Today, conforming to nature and dying is the liberation your teacher seeks."

The disciple recalled Wen Ling's usual teachings. His body trembled, took a step back and sat down decadent.

After hearing this, some of the other disciples were still puzzled, while others were meditating.

At this time, an old man dressed in the official clothes of the cliff state rushed in from the door. As soon as he came in, he regretted and shouted, "I was wrong. I was late. I didn't even see the last side of President Wen!"

He came to Wen Ling's bed, knelt down and couldn't help crying: "President Wen, I'm the historian of Ya state. My mentor once asked me to come to see you and learn from you. Unfortunately, I couldn't make the trip because of my position. I heard that President Wen was seriously ill, and I stepped down in a hurry. As a result... I still couldn't catch up, alas!"

Wen Ling's soul stood aside and saw the official. He didn't know the man, but he vaguely guessed who the mentor in his mouth was.