Luo Zhenyang, Luo Guan and his son were sitting under a pavilion beside the martial arts field of their old house.
The current Luo Mansion is a prince's residence. It is of a standard style and has an astonishing scale. However, the old residence of that time has been completely preserved.
"Guan'er, do you still remember that time when you were greedy for climbing trees and your father caught you and gave you a beating?"
Luo Zhenyang said with a smile, raised his finger and pointed at the jujube tree next to the martial arts arena.
After four hundred years, although it has become empty-hearted, it is still green, with jujubes as big as thumbs and bright red hanging from the branches and leaves.
Luo Guan nodded, "Why don't you remember? My father was cruel to me, and my son has never eaten dates from this tree since then."
"Hi! Now that I think about it, my father was too harsh on you. Don't blame me in your heart." Luo Zhenyang's face was a bit complicated, as if he was thinking of that stubborn young man back then.
Luo Guan shook his head, "What did my father say? If it weren't for you, my son would have been destined to be mediocre, and how would he be here today." After a pause, he continued: "My son has never complained about your harshness."
Luo Zhenyang smiled and nodded. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip. "I won't mention these anymore, but now that the dates are ripe, my father is really hungry for them. You go pick some and we, father and son, will eat a few."
After a pause, he continued: "This fruit tree was planted by your mother when she was still alive."
Luo Guan stood up and said, "Yes, father." He did not use his cultivation, just like when he was a child, he easily climbed up the jujube tree, picked the largest and reddest ones, picked a handful and carried them in his pocket.
When he came back, Luo Zhenyang was leaning on the back of his chair, his body bathed in the autumn sun, with a slight smile on his lips, and his eyes closed as if he was sleeping.
Luo Guan paused, exhaled slowly, put the dates on the table, then took off his outer robe, and gently covered his father.
After a moment of silence, he held his father's hand and said softly: "Dad, don't worry about your son. He has been waiting for me to come back for so many years. It's because he is unfilial. But don't worry, I will definitely take care of myself in the future."
Yes, don’t worry about it."
"Although you didn't say much about your mother, my son knows that you have never let go of her. My son promises you that as long as your mother is still alive, I will find her. I will miss you and protect her all my life.
Tell her everything... you have not failed my mother."
"There is also the Luo family. Although my son will not stay here forever, I will take care of my descendants, so you don't have to worry. What makes my son ashamed is that until today, I have not let you see your grandson or granddaughter, and you will not know in the future.
Is it possible... If it doesn't work out, just adopt a junior, so that our family will not be cut off..."
The babble became more and more confusing. Luo Guan didn't know what he wanted to express. He just wanted to reassure his father.
After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly came back to his senses and realized that the palm of his father's hand he was holding had become cold.
For a moment, Luo Guan burst into tears. He always thought that he had been prepared for his father's condition. But it was not until this moment that he truly realized that his father was dead and completely gone from him.
"father!"
…
After seven days of vigil, Luo's father was buried.
On this day, the entire Jiangning City turned into a white ocean, with countless cloth flags hanging high and paper money covering the ground.
Luo Guan carried the coffin out of the house and buried Luo's father in the Luo family's ancestral grave.
The eldest uncle, the second uncle, the fourth uncle, the fifth uncle... among the brothers, they have already reserved a place for Luo's father, and they will reunite underground today.
Burial, covering with soil, round grave...Luo Guan knelt in front of the stone tablet, looking at the inscriptions on the tablet, his eyes a little dazed.
Not far away, the empress hesitated again and again, but still stepped forward. She was wearing a white dress today, which seemed to be wearing a heavy mourning.
He also took a piece of white cloth from the man's hand, tied it behind his forehead, and knelt in front of the grave with him.
Daughter-in-law...she naturally didn't dare to claim herself, but today, seeing Luo Guan kneeling alone in front of the grave, the empress' heart couldn't help but tingle slightly.
She already knew the old story between father and son, and she even knew that Luo's father was Luo Guan, his last relative in the world. Although Taoist cultivation is doomed to loneliness, this unforgettable parting is still heartbreaking.
"Chen Taichu, my condolences." The empress hesitated and spoke softly.
Luo Guan came to his senses in a daze, glanced at her, and nodded slightly.
He did not speak because he was afraid that he would lose his composure, and because at this moment, his situation was not quite right. In front of his eyes, there were phantoms flickering and condensing, and they gradually overlapped with the sky and earth in front of him at this moment.
No, that's not right. Although the phantom and the world in front of us have overlapped, there are no earthen bags like those in the Luo family's ancestral tomb in front of us. With a thought, the phantom changes, and there are tombs one after another. The last one is exactly where Luo's father was buried.
Enter the grave.
At this moment, a belonging and a connection appeared between him and this world.
It turns out that the other shore is right at your feet.
But now, Luo Guan no longer cares about this, letting the strong wind lift his robes, and letting the wind and clouds in the sky change.
The empress suddenly widened her eyes and looked at Luo Guan, who was kneeling next to her, feeling the constant pressure coming from him.
Like a majestic sacred mountain, it breaks through the heavy clouds and soars straight into the nine heavens!
After the funeral, Luo Guan fell to the sky.
He was sent to the Luo Ancestral Temple, and the Empress personally took care of him. After checking to make sure he was fine, she withdrew and said, "Go ahead and tell Chen Taichu that no one is allowed to disturb him until he wakes up."
Luo Guan was in a coma. First, he was too stressed out, and he didn't respond well to his breakthrough. But the problem was not serious. His breakthrough this time seemed to be different from ordinary people. It would be more suitable to let nature take its course. Maybe he fell into a deep sleep, but instead
More beneficial.
The emperor and empress personally stayed outside the ancestral temple.
Although Luo Shi tried his best to cover up Luo Guan's coma, there were many people involved in the funeral that day, and it happened in full public view.
Regarding the Luo Guan incident, it is inevitable that it will be leaked.
Xiaojian is unconscious and his condition is unknown!
For a time, people's hearts were filled with excitement and undercurrents were surging.
More than a month was enough for the four great sects to figure out Luo Guan's relationship with the Luo family, as well as his hidden identity.
Xiaojian Luo Guan (Chen Taichu) was actually a monk who was originally from the universe in the early Yuan Dynasty. The mystery surrounding him suddenly became more intense. The reason is very simple. The creatures in the universe in the early Yuan Dynasty cannot take a step forward until they are fully opened.
...How did Luo Guan do it?
What's more, he has now become the disciple of the Sword Emperor, and in the universe at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, there is still a being with terrifying swordsmanship and unfathomable strength. None of the four immortals have been able to locate this person.
the location of.
If there is no cause and effect in this, who would believe it?! The four great sects had already suspected that Jian Dao had set up a conspiracy in the universe at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and now they are even more convinced. Xiao Jian must be involved in something important.
Perhaps it is the way of the sword, the key to the conspiracy plan!
There is no need to say much about what to do - take advantage of his illness, kill him, and completely destroy the little sword while he is in a coma. By then, whether it is a conspiracy or a misjudgment, everything will be gone, and this result will be
In the interest of everyone.
As for the emperor and empress, Shoushan, after entering the universe of the early Yuan Dynasty, they were just two realms of the other side, so there was nothing to worry about.
After some secret discussion, the Tianyin Sect did their part and said, "My sect's monk has suffered a lot of damage from the small sword. It is fitting that he should be sent here to send him on his way!"
Some were hesitant, some were secretly happy, some were watching from the other side... There were repeated arguments, but in the end the decision was accepted by all parties.