Changsheng: Peak at the Beginning

Chapter 1592 Linjiangxian 13

Jiang Xinxin was not surprised that Meng Changqin would ask these questions. After all, he was a county magistrate before, and he was a good official who was very willing to listen to the people's sufferings and put the people's lives before his political achievements.

But he was still young after all and took things for granted.

Jiang Xinxin explained to Meng Changqin, "Most of the suffering of mortals comes from themselves and has nothing to do with gods, demons, ghosts, or spirits. That's why not only gods, but even ordinary cultivators mostly choose to let mortals solve their own problems, rather than relying on magic and cultivation to give them shortcuts."

"Because everything has a certain inertia, if you take this path too easy, the next time you encounter a similar predicament, you'll lose the will to strive for self-improvement. This is almost fatal for ordinary people."

Meng Changqin understood what Jiang Xinxin meant, but he was dissatisfied with those high-ranking immortals. "Layman, do you know what kind of life the immortals lead in heaven?"

Jiang Xinxin also understood what Meng Changqin meant, but she could only try her best to explain: "Do you think the so-called heaven is the sky you see when you look up?"

"Do not."

"The Heaven Realm governs 100,000 mortals, which is already considered a small number."

"And the customs and habits of these 100,000 mortal worlds are just like your dynasty, with different dialects and customs every ten miles."

"The gods can control the world, but managing the mortal world is a heavy burden. They also need to understand the laws, because the laws are the source of their power and the principles by which they handle affairs."

Ten thousand mortal worlds, that doesn’t mean one hundred thousand people, that means one hundred thousand human worlds!

Meng Changqin felt his mind was in a trance. As a county magistrate, he worked tirelessly day and night to ensure that the people in the county could live a good life. Although the gods had magical powers that mortals could not imagine, the affairs they had to deal with were also far beyond the imagination of mortals!

Jiang Xinxin continued, "According to mortals, immortals live on wind and dew, perhaps even without food. Before receiving specific duties, they only need to practice peacefully each day, visit friends, and discuss the Dao. Their lives are truly relaxed, leisurely, and happy."

"Especially since they possess powers and immortality unimaginable to mortals, it's no wonder that mortals always yearn for a 'life of immortals'."

To Meng Changqin, these words were just a mockery of his making the big mistake of not eating meat porridge.

Meng Changqin apologized to Jiang Xinxin hesitantly. Jiang Xinxin waved her hands and didn't take it to heart. To put it bluntly, Meng Changqin was just feeling unfair because he saw that the people's lives were too hard and there was a ready-made god around them who didn't help.

Jiang Xinxin explained, "The difficulties encountered in cultivating as an immortal are far more arduous than your experience in the imperial examinations or your experience walking through the gates of hell."

"A single thought on your part could lead to greater hardship for the people, and every time an immortal breaks through a realm, there's a huge risk of death and annihilation."

"Everything God gives to any living being comes at a price, and requires testing before it can be firmly grasped."

Meng Changqin bowed and said, "Thank you for your careful teachings, Master. I now understand the path I should follow from now on."

For a mortal like Meng Changqin who was obviously closely involved in the immortals' tribulation, Jiang Xinxin felt that instead of being involved in such a huge cause and effect and being doomed to eternal damnation if he was not careful, it would be better to change his mindset and embark on the path of immortality.

Meng Changqin turned around and went back to the house to write letters everywhere to explain the drought in the three northwestern states and his concerns about the grassland tribes. He was worried that if things went wrong, the three northwestern states would be lost and the capital would also be in danger.

When Bai Jiusi came over with the pale-faced Hua Ruyue, Jiang Xinxin had just finished explaining how to deliver the letter.

Jiang Xinxin quickly introduced Bai Jiusi and Hua Ruyue to Meng Changqin. Although she did not reveal their identities, she only said that it was Hua Ruyue and Bai Jiusi who saved him. Meng Changqin still guessed that Hua Ruyue and Bai Jiusi were probably not ordinary people, but gods who had descended to the earth.

At this moment, he no longer felt resentful of the peaceful and leisurely life of the immortals. He simply thanked Hua Ruyue and Bai Jiusi for saving his life. "...But I have decided to travel to the three northwestern states, hoping to find a way to alleviate the drought or find the root cause. I only hope to repay you in my next life by working like a slave."

In fact, seeing Hua Ruyue's pale face and even needing Bai Jiusi's support to stand steadily, Meng Changqin has already believed that even gods are not omnipotent. At least Hua Ruyue paid a huge price to save him from the execution ground.

Of course he wanted to repay Hua Ruyue and Bai Jiusi for saving his life, but what was most important to him right now was the people in the three northwestern states who were in dire straits.

Hua Ruyue greatly admired Meng Changqin's character and personality. When bidding farewell to Meng Changqin, she quietly took a drop of his blood, mixed it with a newly sprouted branch, and planted it. "In the future, I will only need to look at the condition of the branch to know Meng Changqin's safety. Because he is Meng Chi's only grandson and cares about the people, I will definitely save him from danger in the future."

Seeing Hua Ruyue like this, Bai Jiusi became increasingly worried. He simply brought up the words he had said to Jiang Xinxin before about sealing his magic power. "Ayue, we can't continue to use our magic power in the mortal world. You're like this now, and I'm increasingly worried that if something unexpected happens next time, you'll attract the Xuantian messengers. I'm afraid I really won't be able to protect you then."

"So, Ah Yue, I think since we came to the mortal world to survive the calamity, we might as well seal our magical powers. The mortal skills we have learned over the years are enough to protect ourselves."

Hua Ruoyue was a little hesitant. She was worried that Meng Changqin might encounter an accident, so she wanted to retain her magic power just in case.

Jiang Xinxin also felt that there was nothing wrong with Bai Jiusi's proposal, so when Hua Ruyue looked over, she did not express her support for her, nor could she remind her that she had already started to go astray as she was in the midst of a disaster.

Meng Changqin quickly returned to the northwest under an assumed name, and the capital also learned about the serious disaster in the three northwestern states because of the letters that Jiang Xinxin sent out for him. However, disaster relief is a science, and for the officials in the court, it is even more of a business, involving power and interests from all aspects.

The terrible thing is that this drought is not God’s will, but the work of a drought dragon!

Looking at the news sent back by Meng Changqin, Meng Changqin only said that sacrifices had been held in various temples and a lot of offerings had been added, but so far no gods had come down to earth to solve the problem of the drought dragon. He was worried that the gods might be negligent or derelict in their duties, so he wanted to ask Jiang Xinxin for help.

Hua Ruyue learned from the tree in her yard early in the morning that Meng Changqin's recent condition was not good. Now she and Bai Jiusi have sealed their cultivation and cannot rush to Meng Changqin to help immediately, so they came to ask Jiang Xinxin for help.