After the Wish Power Pill was condensed, the bright soul fire flew upwards, and Yuan Ming's soul hurriedly left the Tiantian Cauldron space and came outside.
Yuan Ming took out a black gourd and carefully put the Wishful Pill inside.
This gourd is a magical weapon that he specially made using Yin-type spiritual materials. It has the effect of preserving the power of wishes and can be used to store wish power pills.
At this moment, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he flew towards the center of the island. He soon came to a black stone house and walked in.
There was nothing in the stone house. A black stone pillar stood in the center. Many formations were engraved on the surrounding ground, forming a magic circle. At the top of the stone pillar, a ball of bloody flames burned.
The array on the ground is the Taixu Communication Array, which Yuan Ming has deployed over the past twenty years, connecting the main altar of the Ming Yue Sect in Dragon King City and the Xiyue Sect in Mobei.
The bloody flames burned blazingly, and a human face vaguely appeared inside.
Yuan Ming pointed out the secret, and the face in the blood flame became clear, but it was Xu Che.
"Xu Che, what's the matter?" Yuan Ming asked.
"My lord..." Xu Che, who was in the blood flames, called out to his lord, but he was speechless for a long time.
Yuan Ming sensed that his mind was a little confused and realized that something bad had happened.
"What happened? Tell the truth." He immediately used the power of his soul to calm Xu Che's mood and continued to ask.
"My lord, your parents have passed away." Xu Che's soul fluctuated as he heard the news.
When Yuan Ming heard this, he felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his breathing became rapid.
His soul produced strong fluctuations, and the bloody flames on the stone pillars shook violently, almost extinguishing.
"When did it happen?" But soon, Yuan Ming regained his consciousness and continued to ask.
"You...your mother passed away at sunrise this morning. As for your father, it was only a little later." Xu Che lowered his head and replied.
After Yuan Ming was silent for a long time, he seemed to have calmed down the emotions that were about to explode, and asked again: "What exactly happened? Where is the three-eyed black dove? Didn't I ask him to take care of my parents? What is he doing?
?Why didn’t you inform me in time?”
"It happened so suddenly... Last night, your parents went to Muyun Mountain to pray, and this morning they watched the sunrise together at Fenglai Peak. After watching it, your mother suddenly passed away. Your father didn't say anything, hiding it from Sanyanwu.
Jiu took the San Gong Pill, dispelled his cultivation, and then accompanied his wife." Xu Che said with difficulty.
After hearing this, Yuan Ming's eyes were already wet, and tears rolled down unbearably.
He was not surprised at all by this result, but it was just a little hard to accept after all.
"When they passed away, both of them had smiles on their faces, and there was an inscription on the stone slab beside them: 'Your mother has been taken care of by her father, so don't miss her. From now on, the world will be wide and the earth will be wide, so you can spread your wings and travel around'." Xu
Tohru brought his last words.
Yuan Ming raised his head high, tears rolling down his face.
From now on, although the world is wide, there will no longer be a high place for parents.
…
Half a month later, East China Sea, Dragon King City.
Thirty miles outside the city, in a valley covered with green bamboos, a manor covering a large area was built.
Outside the manor, a figure descended from the sky and landed outside the gate. It was naturally Yuan Ming.
As soon as he landed, several figures rushed out. Among these people, there were Xu Che, Yan Siyun, Yan Sijing, and even Tuya among them.
"Your Majesty." Xu Che and the Yan sisters took the lead in saluting with clasped fists.
"Brother benefactor." Tuya also saluted immediately.
Yuan Ming glanced around and immediately saw that behind everyone, there was a woman in a long skirt with a gauze covering her face. She was none other than Tuya's master, Wei Die.
Yuan Ming nodded slightly to him, and the latter returned the favor.
"Go in and talk first." Yuan Ming said and walked into the manor.
The others immediately followed.
As soon as he entered the gate, he saw the three-eyed black dove in the yard.
The guy seemed a little guilty when he saw him, he was too afraid to come forward, his eyes were full of evasion.
Yuan Ming didn't mean to blame him. When he was about to speak, he found that he seemed to be seriously injured and his aura was very unstable.
"What's going on?" Yuan Ming asked with a frown.
"Lord, your parents died in Dajin. It was originally our duty to go and pick up the bodies of your parents. However, the situation has changed now. Changchun Guan acted tyrannically and banned the Mingyue Sect and Xiyue in Dajin.
To spread the religion, monks from our two religions are not allowed to enter the country." Xu Che answered proactively.
"We couldn't get in, so we had to let the three-eyed black dove bring the bodies of the two elders out. Unexpectedly, when we were leaving, we were blocked by the traveling monks from Changchun Temple. In the end, the three-eyed black dove managed to get injured and saved the bodies of the two elders.
It's intact and escaped." Yan Siyun took over and continued.
When Yuan Ming heard this, his face turned livid, and his eyes were so gloomy that they almost watered.
"Do they know the identity of the Three-Eyed Blackbird, and do they know that he is escorting the bodies of my parents?" Yuan Ming asked this sentence almost word for word.
"The imperial court of Jin Dynasty must know that the two elders returned to Da Jin to be raised. The identity of the Three-Eyed Black Dove is not a secret. I think Changchun Temple must know it. They did this... I'm afraid they are trying to test your reaction." Yan Siyun
Analyze.
"Take me to see my parents first." Yuan Ming said with a calm face and did not continue the topic.
"Yes." Xu Che responded quickly.
Yuan Ming followed everyone to the inner courtyard and saw the mourning hall that had already been decorated.
He asked others to wait outside while he went in alone.
In the mourning hall, there were clusters of flowers, and in the middle stood a large coffin made of crystal, in which Yuan Ming's parents lay side by side.
Both of them were people who had taken a lot of elixirs and elixirs. Their bodies showed no signs of decay. They looked like they were asleep, with the faint smile from when they died still on their faces.
Yuan Ming touched the coffin with his hand, and his spiritual thoughts gently swept over the two people.
"there is none left……"
His eyes were filled with moisture, and he could no longer feel the slightest breath of soul from them.
After embarking on the path of spiritual practice, Yuan Ming spent less time with his parents and more separation. In the past, he always felt that this was an inevitable thing on the road of life, so he took it for granted.
But when my parents really passed away, I realized that I had no chance to make amends.
Yuan Ming felt that he was not a gentle person, and he also understood that the road was ruthless, and such separation was inevitable, but his heart was in uncontrollable pain after all. The more memories collided with each other, the more profound and clear the pain became.
He bent down on the crystal coffin and sobbed softly.
After a long time, a slender white jade hand gently placed on his back, gently stroking his back like his mother used to comfort him when he was a child.
Yuan Ming did not get up, and the owner of the hand did not speak.
It wasn't until it was getting late and candles were lit in the mourning hall that Yuan Ming finally said, "Why are you here?"
"The secret agent left by the Xiyue Sect in the Central Plains sent a message, and I rushed over immediately." Xiying said softly.
Yuan Ming nodded and fell silent again.
Xiying sat quietly next to him and did not mention anything about Changchun Temple. She knew that Yuan Ming did not want his parents to hear these messy things.
So the two of them just cuddled up to each other and kept vigil for the two elders.
Seven days later, a low-key but grand funeral was held in the valley outside Dragon King City.
The reason why it is said to be low-key is because there are only a few hundred people participating. Compared with those sect ceremonies that often attract tens of thousands of people, it is extremely low-key.
But there are only a few hundred people, but they are all heads and elders of the major islands in the East China Sea and many sects in southern Xinjiang. They all hold high positions, and all of them are powerful immortal cultivators.
Yuan Ming didn't want to make any big fuss, he just wanted to keep vigil for his parents for seven days and then bury them. When the monks from the major islands in the East China Sea received the news, all the island owners and leaders came to express their condolences.
In the end, Yuan Mingcai had no choice but to hold a grand memorial ceremony at the strong request of everyone.
During the whole process, Xiying stayed by Yuan Ming's side in white clothes. Although she did not identify herself as a family member of the deceased, there was no difference in what she did.
After everyone paid their respects one by one, a figure came belatedly, but looked extremely anxious.
"Apologise, apologise, it's really a chaotic war in the Central Plains, and there is no information. When we, the spectators, learned that Yuan Daoyou's parents were traveling to immortals, they immediately sent me to come non-stop to express condolences and to ask for forgiveness." The person who came was no one else, it was correct.
He is the Patriarch Mingquan of Changchun Temple.
Seeing his arrival, Xu Che and others' eyes turned red, and their anger was almost uncontrollable.
The Three-Eyed Blackbird couldn't help but wanted to attack him, but was stopped by Yuan Ming's message.
He said to Patriarch Mingquan expressionlessly: "Since you are here to express your condolences, let me offer you a stick of incense."
Ancestor Mingquan felt the coldness in Yuan Ming's tone, so he couldn't help but shrink his neck, stepped forward, lit three sticks of incense and put them in the incense burner, then bowed and bowed three times.
Yuan Ming and Xi Ying returned the gift together.
"Fellow Daoist Yuan, there was some misunderstanding before..." Patriarch Mingquan was interrupted by Yuan Ming before he finished speaking.
"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it later."
After saying that, Yuan Ming continued the memorial ceremony and left Patriarch Mingquan aside.
Although Patriarch Mingquan was unhappy, he did not dare to express it and could only wait quietly.
After the burial was completed and the monks from various islands and sects left, Yuan Ming called Patriarch Mingquan to him.
"I heard that fellow Taoist Tianjizi has successfully broken through the stage of returning to the void?" Yuan Ming asked with a cold tone.
"Yes..." Patriarch Mingquan said hesitantly, not knowing why.
"Congratulations to Changchun Temple." Yuan Ming sneered and said.
"Um...Yuan Daoyou, I have heard about what happened before. It was because the people below were confused. Our Changchun Temple did not know about it, so we offended Yuan Daoyou Gaotang. I am really sorry. The offending elder has been imprisoned by the Lutang.
Please, Mr. Daoyou Yuan, please do not remember the faults of villains..." Patriarch Mingquan explained quickly.
"I heard that your Changchun Temple issued a decree that the Mingyue Sect and the Xiyue Sect were not allowed to preach in the Central Plains, and that our followers of the two sects were not allowed to enter the Central Plains?" Yuan Ming was too lazy to listen to his explanation and asked in a different tone.
This chapter has been completed!