The pear blossoms bloom, the spring breeze gradually rises, and the wanderer goes out of the city to explore the spring.

In front of the graves, there was endless sadness, the paper ashes in the sky were flying, and tears fell.

At dusk, the music and songs linger, the willows sway, and after people return, the winding bells are flying beside the willows, and the entire Qingzhou looks like a tree full of prosperity and endless vitality.

Qingxuan and others rode in the fairy boat and experienced the sunrise and sunset all day long. Looking at Qingzhou, which was peaceful and stable under the white clouds, every ordinary person held a kite in his hand to let go of bad luck and prayed for everything to go smoothly.

"Big brother, what are they doing? Why are they sad in the morning, but they seem happy and brisk in the evening."

Xiaoyu saw Qingxuan and Qingchen early in the morning, staring at the land of Jiuzhou under the fairy boat by the boat. She was curious and watched it all day.

"There are many tomb fields on the hills in the north and south, and the sacrifices on the Qingming Festival are everywhere. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears and blood dye them into red cuckoos.

When the fox sleeps on the tomb at sunset, when the children return at night, they laugh at the front of the lights. If you have wine in life, you should be drunk. How can a drop of it go to the nine springs?"

Qingxuan did not answer Xiaoyu's question, but slowly recited a poem he had heard in his previous life. At this moment, he thought a lot. On the fairy boat, he saw countless tombstones on the land of Qingzhou, including ordinary people, immortal cultivators, and those who didn't even have names.

But on this day, everyone worshiped in front of the tombs. Whether famous or unknown, there were not only their ancestors, but also some immortal cultivators who died in battle in order to protect them in the vast river of the nine provinces.

They stepped into the path of immortality and should have pursued immortality, sat and watched the clouds roll and unfolded, and laughed at the past and present and future, but in order to continue the continuous incense of the human race, they all devoted themselves to battles that were in danger.

During the first explanation of Jiuzhou given by the master, Qingxuan saw this sentence, which was said by an ancient king. At that time, the demon clan was in great power and the cultivators were at a disadvantage.

This happened once when a tribe of Human King was besieged.

At that time, a demon king stood up and threatened that the King of Man would just open the world of Cave Heaven and give them a group of ordinary human blood food, and they would withdraw from the king's territory, otherwise they would kill all the immortal cultivators outside the Cave Heaven.

However, this kind of transaction that abandons the weak and preserves the strong, which seems to be normal to the demon clan, was rejected by the human king. At that time, the human king only said one sentence: "No matter the strong and the weak, they are all compatriots of our human race. We can perish, but I will never use my tribe as bargaining chips for trading."

After the demon king was rejected by this human king, he was so angry that he directly destroyed the human monks who fought against the demon clan.

At that time, the cave heaven of the Human King was still in the form of territory, and many monks could open it, but from the beginning to the end, until the last battle, no one thought of opening the cave heaven of the Human King in exchange for his own life.

Although the tribe of the human king eventually perished, he successfully left countless wage fires for the human race. After the human race of other tribes arrived, he opened his cave.

The first thing that everyone in the cave came out was that they all knelt on the ground crying and mourned and worshiped the monks who disappeared this time. At the same time, the spirit of the human king was also spread throughout the human race.

"They are mourning their loved ones, and the immortals who have passed away because of their protection. Because of their gratitude, they cannot forget those lost compatriots, so they are sad.

They laughed to tell the dead souls that their persistence was not in vain. Now, Jiuzhou has become what they dream of, and even more prosperous."

Qingxuan thought for a long time before answering Xiaoyu’s question.

Along the way, he has seen too many shocking scenes, no matter how the three Qitianmen brothers, who had to protect the residents of the coastal towns, were fighting to the last moment because of the attack of the demon cultivator.

Or the water soul that suppresses filthy things for thousands of years, and the just-concluded Baoping Town, whether they are gone or those who are lucky enough to survive, have the same characteristic, and have a heart of sacrificing their lives for justice.

Take Baoping Town as an example. Before Qingxuan and the others arrived, if the immortal cultivators at Luoxia Sect did not want to limit the evil demons to one place and prevent them from harming more people, they would be able to escape directly like the disciple who was sent to the message.

But they did not choose to escape. Instead, at the last moment, they chose to open the barrier of isolation and seal a town to protect the entire Qingzhou from being eroded by evil demons. In the end, they were swallowed by evil demons. Because of their vitality, they did not even leave their corpses.

"The mountains and rivers are sad, remember history! There is no peaceful time, it's just that someone is carrying the burden for us."

Qingchen has been standing at a higher level since she was a child. Asxs. When she was in the palace, she had seen countless armies of warriors stationed outside towns and resisted damage within her ability by ordinary people.

Becoming an immortal cultivator, under the guidance of the Immortal Sect, we learned about the fellow practitioners who sacrificed their lives in obscurity to protect sentient beings. However, they never complained, but instead did the same thing one after another.

Everyone knows the reason of immortality, but why are they so foolish in the face of life and death, and she herself is the same. Qingchen still doesn't know why until now.

"May the dead rest in peace, may the living work hard, and may the nine provinces prosper!"

After listening to Qingxuan's explanation, Xiaoyu also understood why those people cried in the morning and laughed in the afternoon. He couldn't help but imitate those ordinary people, put their hands together and muttered something.

Even Xuanwu and Xiaobai were infected by the emotions of several people at this moment. Although they still didn't understand why, they all learned from Xiaoyu to close their eyes and began to mourn.

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All over the Kyushu.

On this day, as long as all practitioners who have not fallen into a state of seclusion for years, they stop doing what they are at hand, or sit on the empty hill with a wine pot, calling on their friends who have fought side by side.

Or maybe I gently play the piano, miss the deceased soulmate, look at the empty cushion opposite the piano, full of grief, and remain silent for a long time.

"Ji Feng, I'm here to see you again this year. This time I came with Qianqin. She has completely recovered. You don't have to worry. This is your favorite peach blossom wine. This is what I have worked hard to find in Jingzhou. I don't want to drink it myself. I'm so good."

In Yuzhou, Wen Changdong sat on a hill and said to a tombstone. Qianqin was standing aside, silent. Four years after Ji Feng passed away, this was the first time she had come.

"Senior Brother Yanghua, Senior Brother Jianming, Senior Brother Ziming, and all the residents of the coastal town are here to see you. Look, this is a gift from the residents. Do you like it?"

On a low-high mountain in Jingzhou, a monk wearing a Qitianmen Taoist robe with a Jindan stage cultivation level and a group of ordinary people without cultivation stood in front of three graves, burning paper money and ingot candles and silently said.

"The immortals of Qingyang Sect, we have come to see you. Now the Sect Master Mengyun is in seclusion. We cannot come up, so we come here to worship. I also ask the immortals to rest in peace. We will remember you forever."

Under the Qingyang Sect Mountain Gate, countless fishermen within a radius of hundreds of miles stood outside the Qingyang Sect Mountain Gate, calling out the names of the Qingyang Sect disciples who had helped them before.
Chapter completed!