At this time, three months have passed since the day Mingyue took away the inherited spiritual energy.
While Meng Xi was busy looking for a new way for the Fuzhi Sect and Song Lingling was busy teaching the new Yin-Yang Needle to his disciples with Liu Feipeng, Feng Mian's life finally came to an end.
Even Song Lingling and Meng Xi had not expected that they would meet again at Feng Mian's funeral.
“Everything is obviously getting better, and we are free from the pain. Why? Brother Feng, why did you leave like this? You haven’t even experienced it properly…” Song Lingling cried heartbreakingly in front of the mourning hall, with tears flying and snot bubbles coming out, without any demeanor of an elder of the Qihuang Sect.
There was also sadness in Meng Xi's eyes. The only two people he could call friends were Feng Mian and Song Lingling.
But he hadn't even had a good talk with Feng Mian, and they hadn't even had a drink together, and Feng Mian just passed away.
"Brother Feng, you left too early." Meng Xi couldn't help but sigh.
“Elder Song and Senior Meng, take care of yourselves. When my uncle passed away, he had a smile on his face. His wish had been fulfilled. He wailed, ‘Uncle, why did you leave? Why didn’t you wait to go with me? Uncle…’ Old man Qingyu originally wanted to comfort Elder Song, but he couldn’t help crying as he spoke.
Feng Mian is a good-tempered senior who is very gentle to the disciples of Dengtian Sect. There is no disciple in the entire sect who dislikes him.
Soon, all the disciples in front of the mourning hall started crying, calling out "Uncle Master".
When Song Lingling heard these cries, she was so sad that she fainted from crying.
In the end, it was Meng Xi who pulled himself together and had people move her downstairs to take care of her. He also took care of the cultivators who came to pay their respects, and only then was he able to stabilize the situation in front of the mourning hall.
When a person dies, it is like a light going out, but other people's lives go on as usual and everyone looks forward.
Without Feng Mian, Dengtianmen is like a piece of fat pork belly, and many sects in the cultivation world want to take a bite.
Not long after Feng Mian's funeral was held, some sects could no longer hold back and took action against Dengtianmen.
Of course, the sects that jump out first are usually pawns thrown out by others, cannon fodder used specifically to explore the way.
This is the case with the sect called Weiwumen. It is just a chess piece used by some big sects to test the strength of Dengtianmen.
But for Dengtianmen who had lost Fengmian, this was enough to give them a headache.
Today, Dengtianmen has no one to rely on. There is no one in the entire sect who has learned even a little bit of Fengmian. Not to mention fortune-telling, no one is proficient in formations, and other spells all require spiritual energy to perform. They do know some techniques to catch ghosts, but they are useless against humans.
However, the people of the Weiwu Sect are all martial artists. As the name suggests, martial artists focus on practicing their own strength. They all have very strong bodies and great physical fitness.
If the two were to confront each other, it would be really difficult for the disciples of Dengtianmen.
However, Feng Mian had already prepared plans for these affairs. He would not have died so early, but he was a person who was used to thinking too much and could not sit still.
He used his lifespan to calculate certain future directions of the world, and also left a way out for Dengtianmen and his old friend, which was to leave the cultivation world and enter the secular world.
The spiritual energy in this world will be exhausted, and the world of cultivation will naturally cease to exist. The only way to survive is to enter the secular world.
In fact, as early as when Feng Mian's funeral was held, the leader of Dengtianmen had told Song Lingling and Meng Xi about this matter, and the sect had already begun to deal with Dengtianmen's power and property.
If the person who said this was someone else, Song Lingling and Meng Xi would naturally ignore him. After all, they have been in the cultivation world since they were born, and it has been hundreds of years now. The cultivation world is the place they are familiar with. How could they rashly leave just because of someone else's words
But it was Feng Mian who said this, and the two believed it without any psychological burden. Meng Xi promised on the spot that Fuzhimen and Dengtianmen would go together, while Song Lingling said that she would go back to persuade the head of the sect.
Several days have passed now. When the people from Weiwu Gate came to challenge Dengtian Gate, the disciples of Dengtian Gate had already withdrawn.
Only old man Qingyu was still thinking about his uncle and wanted to clean the house for him before leaving. Although all the important items in the house had been moved out, it was where his uncle lived after all.
Thinking that it was the last time he would clean, he worked very hard and cleaned every corner several times before he was satisfied.
After closing the door of Tingfengju, Qingyu walked down the mountain wiping his tears. Thinking that he would never see his uncle again and thinking about leaving Dengtianmen made him extremely sad.
He had put all his things into the storage ring. Now he was only wearing a Tang suit and holding the peach wood sword given to him by his uncle. He looked quite light.
Just when he reached the foot of the mountain, several big men stopped him.
The muscular man in the lead pointed at Qingyu's nose and said rudely, "Hey, old man, our people from Weiwu Sect are here. Hurry up and tell everyone from Dengtian Sect to come out and fight."
Qing Yu looked up in bewilderment: "Fight? What are you going to do?"
Seeing him like this, several big men couldn't help but burst into laughter: "How funny, he actually asked us what we are going to do?"
"Of course I'm going to occupy your Dengtian Gate! If you guys know what's best for you, you can give up the mountain gate quickly so you don't have to suffer so much."
"That's right, I can beat ten stinky old guys like you with one fist."
"Hahaha, that's right. In the cultivation world, there is no such thing as respecting the elderly and loving the young. Old man, you should be more sensible..."
Qing Yu's sadness was completely dispelled by them. He couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Don't you just want this mountain gate? If you want it, just take it. Can you please not block my way? I'm in a hurry to get down the mountain!"
Anyway, all the sects have been emptied, so they can take the empty mountain if they want. What does it have to do with an old man like him
The big men's smiles froze on their faces. They had never seen an old man who had such no sense of responsibility for his sect.
Especially when they saw the old man walking past them without even turning his head, they were sure that what the old man said was true and he really didn't care about the Dengtian Gate being occupied.
The big man couldn't help scratching his head, wondering: "I really saw a ghost."
However, when several big men had been shouting back and forth at the foot of the mountain until their throats were hoarse and not a single disciple had come down the mountain, they finally could not help but climb up the mountain.
It was only then that they realized that the entire Dengtian Gate was empty and everyone had run away.
And then, after a few more days, people in the cultivation world discovered that not only the Dengtian Gate was empty, but also the Qihuang Gate and the Fuzhi Gate were empty.
After many years, there was no trace of spiritual energy left in the entire cultivation world. Finally, some sects could not bear it and wanted to enter the secular world. Unfortunately, the market in the secular world was saturated.
The Dengtian Sect, Fuzhi Sect and Qihuang Sect that went out in the early years have already established good relations with the government of the secular world and received the best care and arrangements. Now the disciples of these three sects are all civil servants, special medical personnel, public officials of special departments, etc.
Oh, as for the later sects, I’m sorry, there are really not so many vacancies, you guys have to figure out how to arrange them yourselves!
Anyway, there is no spiritual energy in this world nowadays, so don't even think about messing around. Government officials in the secular world are under no pressure at all.
(End of this chapter)