In the spring of the second year of Taikang, an old man on the sickbed, when he was dying, wrote 'This is a hundred years old in the world, and there is no limit to the immortals for a long time. If the mountains and rivers are unharmed, I am willing to ask the heavens for rain. Then he closed his eyes and passed away.

Lin Xi stood beside the old man, watching him go unwillingly, and there was not much turmoil in his heart.

On the contrary, it was confined to the Yuan Shen, and Wu Yuan, who was wrapped in consciousness, jumped in consciousness and was quite undulating.

This old man's name is 'Zhao Chunhui', and he is the last saint recorded in the history of Chengguo.

It is also the only existence recognized as holy since the Rebellion of the Eight Kingdoms. He has a magnificent life, he has fought as a general, entered the court and palmed the seal, and has also fallen into the wilderness, educated the barbarians, and even stood up to pass on to future generations.

Although it is also recorded in the history books that he died of illness in the second year of Taikang in today's Chengguo Juncheng, there are still rumors in the wild history that Zhao Chunhui became an immortal. Especially after the transcendent awakening, this statement is even more convincing.

However, at this moment, witnessing and feeling the helplessness and pain of the last saint in the history of Chengguo before his death, Wu Yuan's heart was greatly impacted.

Zhao Chunhui's pain does not lie in his own death.

He had seen through life and death, and he was suffering from the fact that he could not continue to carry out his own ideas, and he could not persuade the king to change the law against public opinion. His gaze pierced through time, saw the future of the dynasty, and saw the tragedy to come.

In fact, in the fifteenth year after Zhao Chunhui's death, the prosperous Taikang Dynasty, which was touted by the gentry and townsmen, dignitaries and even the emperor himself, collapsed overnight.

The iron cavalry of the Yuanbai people went south, and the fireworks of the Cuiying River, the prosperity of the three counties of Yannan, the extravagance of a hundred miles of drunkenness, and the grand scenery of the Huanghuang Imperial Capital were all crushed and ruthlessly torn apart.

This is a huge pain point in the history of Chengguo.

So much so that in the history books of middle school textbooks, they are not keen on recording.

When the Yong Dynasty, which gave birth to the prosperous era of Taikang, was recorded full of seven pages, its end... The invasion of the Yuanbai people only used a short three lines.

Countless historians have studied that if the emperor at that time was willing to follow Zhao Chunhui's suggestion and slowly implement the reform in a gentle way, it would not take ten years to change the status quo of some erosion, at least to provide enough ordnance, grain and grass, and supplies for the border army defending the northern part of the country, and also to train a group of new soldiers, so as to timely replenish the embarrassment of the seemingly abundant troops throughout the country, but in fact, the officers from all over the country were suffering from empty salaries.

That year... The border army of Yongguo, without supplies and support, only used 30,000 people to resist the 150,000 iron cavalry of the Yuanbai people for six months.

However, six months later, the emperor of Yongguo still failed to mobilize an army and marched north to resist the invasion of the Yuanbai people.

Originally, the Yuanbai people, who might only have just thought of coming to fight the autumn wind, saw that the Yongguo was already so fragile, so they naturally waved their troops down, and the Jiangnan herded horses...

"Francis is dead, Haridoa is dead, Billon, Macao, Simon, Baiso... These people who left behind a brilliant civilization are all dead... Therefore, only Principal Ye is a saint who should really be respected, and those so-called greats in the past are all hypocritical and unreal. In the years they really existed... It's still unbearable. It's just that some descendants, for their own interests, put on a halo for them. The consciousness of the black Valtuka, in the primordial spirit of Lin Xi, jumped and sent messages.

"But in the future, I will also be sanctified, incomparably greater, and usher in a more powerful and renewed era, and I will be the true King of the Saints. Ulysses, who did not know what modesty was, also expressed his opinion.

For these shallow views of theirs, Lin Xi didn't take them to heart.

Continue to walk up the line of time.

Xu Zi, Lei Xiao Sect Patriarch Shao Yang, Zhou Zi, Yun Zi, Tian Longzi...

One by one.

Myths are constantly being shattered.

They may be great and forward enough in their time, or at least they are wise.

But their greatness was only at the time, and only at that time.

The boasting of the latecomers has nothing to do with them.

The brainless admiration of the latecomers makes it impossible for them to perceive it.

When the end of life is ruthlessly crushed towards them... It seems that anyone who lives in modern times, lives after transcendent awakening, has more dignity than them.

Lin Xi is still looking.

He is the only one of the four consciousnesses who has traveled through time and does not believe that all the saints in the past are false.

What's more... He has not yet risen to the end of time.

I haven't seen those 'human kings' who opened the world at the beginning of civilization, and I haven't seen the 'incarnation of saints' who uphold the will of heaven and teach the great way.

The Rebellion of the Eight Kingdoms began at the end of the Jade Dynasty.

It has been more than 2,700 years since it became a country.

And it was this period that lasted for 421 years, but it built the most glorious period of civilization in the history of Chengguo.

At that time, all the saints appeared to the world, and at that time, various ideas and doctrines were constantly colliding and intermingling.

Lin Xi and Wu Yuan, etc.··· The four of them traveled around the eight countries and met the sons of the eight countries.

Among them, there are pure academics, politicians, speculators, and stealers who deceive the world... There is no truly transcendent being.

Even Xuanzi, who was known as the first of all saints in later generations, is generally the same.

He was a pure seeker and a tireless scholar, and he had many precious sparkles in him.

Only... He is not a true saint!

He was still dead, sadly and comically.

In a small slave revolt, he was accidentally involved and died of a mid-stream illness.

According to the legend of later generations, he climbed the Taihuang Mountain, and then wrote a huge work on the top of the mountain, which was bombarded by thunder, stormy, and torn by the wind, and then broke through the sky. This move··· Open the dark night of eternity, build the cornerstone of civilization, leave 38,000 words, and now circulate more than 3,200 words, still educating sentient beings...

Such a departure may be full of romantic mythology.

However... This is not true.

The further up they go, the weaker the mood swings of the crowd become.

Those mythical human kings are actually tribal leaders who accidentally found a certain pattern and developed beneficial civil utensils.

Among them, in the legends of later generations, there are also many omissions, and there are many places where the crown is worn by Li Dai.

For example, the leader of a small tribe who catches a net and fishes can be called a 'fish'.

Later, the tribe where the fish belonged was wiped out by a large tribe, which naturally seized the rudimentary fishing nets and used them in imitation.

And the title of this big tribe, after inheritance and evolution, changed the tone of some details, and became the title of the king of people in later generations, 'Yi Xuan'.

All the way to the end of time.

Saw the origin of all human beings.

Hope seems to have been dashed.

But Lin Xi's eyes flickered brighter and brighter.

Not only did he not be disappointed, but he seized the trick of time and the lie of time.