The Big and Little Bear King disappeared, the clouds and rain, and the black anaconda also disappeared, and they all disappeared into the starry sky.
At Qin Xuan's fingertips, only the big gold was still there, trembling slightly.
It seems that there is only one person left in Longchi Mountain, one Gu.
Qin Xuan smiled. He had been too lonely alone in his previous life. From the top of the Longchi Mountain, he sat cross-legged and practiced, swallowing spirits and refining waterfalls, nourishing the golden elixir in his Dantian.
This retreat lasted seventeen years.
Seventeen years later, Qin Xuan walked out of Longchi Mountain.
He is now more than seventy years old, and all living beings in the world will eventually decay.
Qin Xuan went down the mountain and went all the way to Linhai and entered Mo's house.
Today's world is no longer what it used to be. China and even the National Protectorate no longer exist.
The spiritual veins are becoming more and more depleted, and martial arts are difficult to cultivate. It seems that the word martial arts only exists in legends.
But the world knows that there is another place in this world where there are legends about gods and immortals. Those families that have passed down the tradition for a long time know that there is another immortal in this world.
Longchi Mountain is the most mysterious place in China today, shrouded in clouds and mist, and an important military area.
In front of Mo's house, Qin Xuan was stopped, and he no longer looked like an old friend.
The entire Mo family is now even more depressed.
Qin Xuan ignored the security guard blocking the road. He stepped on the road and disappeared, leaving the security guard indistinguishable.
At this moment, in a lobby, Mo Zhengfeng's face was pale. He was already one hundred and twenty years old. Although he had become a master, he had never entered it innately.
One hundred and twenty years old is a long life for a master.
Qin Xuan appeared quietly, and several gray-haired old people in this room were shocked.
When they turned their heads, their old faces were a little excited.
The three brothers, Mo Jingfeng, looked at Qin Xuan, especially at Qin Xuan's appearance, which had not changed at all, as if the words of Jingshui and the others to open the way for Master Qin were still in their ears.
Years have passed, more than sixty years have passed, and everyone in the world has aged, but only one person has remained evergreen.
Qin Xuan looked at Mo Zhengfeng and sighed softly.
He had visited Mo Zhengfeng once in the early years to pay homage to Longchi. He had met him once and knew that Mo Zhengfeng's days were numbered.
This is another person after he sent away Grandpa Xiao Wu.
Time is ruthless and leaves no one behind. Qin Xuan looked at Mo Zhengfeng. The man who led the way in the past has now reached the age of loess.
Mo Zhengfeng turned his head awkwardly from the hospital bed and looked at Qin Xuan. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't find the strength left.
"Why bother!" Qin Xuan sighed softly.
"Mo Zhengfeng..." Mo Zhengfeng's voice was hoarse, weak, and his lips were tight.
Qin Xuan took a few steps forward, and Mo Zhengfeng's faint voice came out, "I've seen the Qing Emperor!"
Qin Xuan sighed lightly, he seemed to have seen too much in Mo Zhengfeng's eyes.
Some are nostalgic for the world, some are satisfied with the world, and some are pleading. Is there Mo Qinglian?
"When I enter the world of cultivation, if I meet her again, I will take care of her!"
"Mo Family, if I stay above the stars for one day, the Mo Family will stand tall!"
Qin Xuan said softly: "You can rest assured!"
Mo Zhengfeng smiled and stopped talking.
Qin Xuan stayed at Mo's house for a full week, until that night, he finally sighed and turned to leave.
The old man's last vestige of vitality was completely gone.
Mo family, the whole family mourns together!
Qin Xuan returned to Longchi and practiced again. It took several years before he left again and entered the Qin family.
His grandfather is now one hundred and fourteen years old, seventeen years old.
Qin Xuan saw his parents, who were also gray-haired, and his dying grandfather.
He stayed at Qin's house for several months without practicing, and stayed with the old man for the last period of his life.
In the following years, he sent away countless people.
Including his uncle, and even some people, Qin Ru, etc., they even had to leave earlier.
And Qin Xuan seemed to be watching his parents grow old, with a sigh in his heart.
In his previous life, he had never seen his parents look like this, but looking at them now, he still felt sad.
Qin Weihua and others, those who were once his contemporaries, are now all old and decrepit.
Almost all of his uncles have passed away.
Qin Xuan has worshiped him before, and it has nothing to do with any grudges from his past life.
When a person dies, even if there are thousands of grievances and grievances, they have become empty.
In the past when we were in Jiangnan, Qin Xuan once said:
The world laughs at me for being crazy, and the world laughs at me for being crazy. Look, in the world after eternity, the world has gone through several reincarnations, but I am still there, high above, looking down on all living beings.
Qin Xuan looked at the tablets from the ancestral hall with calm eyes.
Listeners call it crazy, but they don’t know that there are many vicissitudes of life hidden in it.
Qin Xuan turned around and sighed quietly.
…
The Qin family, in a villa.
He has sent away too many people, but now, it is finally the turn of his parents who he missed day and night in his previous life.
Qin Wende and Shen Xinxiu were lying on the bed, and their lives were free of illness and pain.
"Qin Xuan!"
Qin Wende's eyes were dim and he could no longer see Qin Xuan's face clearly, but he knew that Qin Xuan was there.
"Dad, I'm here!"
Qin Xuan's voice was a little hoarse, and he couldn't bear it.
He even had some regrets that he shouldn't have listened to the two elders and insisted on it once.
"Don't be sad, who has never died since ancient times?" Qin Wende chuckled from the bed, "I have been satisfied in this life. I have had ups and downs, a happy family, a wife, loving children and filial piety. If a person's life is satisfied, his life What’s the difference between ten thousand years and one hundred years?”
"Son, I'm almost 70 years old, and I have nothing more to ask for."
Qin Wende smiled and gently held his palms with Shen Xinxiu beside him.
"Xiao Xuan, your dad, this old man, has never said a few good words in his whole life, but he was right this time!"
Shen Xinxiu smiled softly, her face covered with wrinkles, but she could not hide the happiness in her smile.
"We have lived together for too long. I know you are reluctant to let go. You are a good boy."
"In the past, before you left, your father and I knew what you were thinking."
"Zi Xiao is a good thing, but Xiaoxuan!"
"If you weren't here, your father and I would have left long ago. Staying in this world for a few more decades would have no great meaning."
The second elder smiled and said, "It's just that I heard a few more boring words about giving birth to children like Qin Xuan and Qing Emperor!"
Qin Xuan knelt on the ground and listened to everything without interrupting.
Until the second elder's voice became weaker and his breathing became slower.
At that moment, it seemed as if the rising and falling sounds had completely disappeared.
At this moment, Qin Xuan could not hide his hot tears.
"Dad, Mom!"
The eternity of past lives and the decades of this life seem to have come to an end completely with this hissing sound.
If ever!
Qin Xuan had thought about it many times, but the only thing he could not have expected was that he knew the outcome but still felt so heartbroken.
The Eternal Qing Emperor in his previous life, the number one person in this world, was crying like a child at this moment.
On this day, the Qin family was mourned.
The Qing Emperor carried the coffin and buried it himself.