Chapter 900: Burial

When Chu Yang and the others left the camp, it was already twilight, and the sky in the distance was fiery red, and they didn't know if it was the burning clouds or the red light reflected by the fire.

The two walked forward slowly, and they also rested a few times halfway, but Tong Yu never put Tong Nian down, and Chu Yang also said to help a few times halfway, but Tong Yu refused Chu Yang.

As the night deepened, the two of them ran around the mountain road for a long time and finally returned to Tong Yu's small grass house, at this moment Tong Nian's body no longer had temperature, and Tong Yu's heart became cold with his father's corpse.

The two did not enter the thatched hut, Tong Yu took Tong Nian directly to the back of the thatched hut, where a tomb sat alone under the moonlight.

"Father, I've sent you back to your mother, you don't have to worry about me down there, I'll take care of myself. Tong Yu's tears had long since dried up, and she was surprisingly calm at the moment.

Slowly put Tong Nian on the ground, Tong Yu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, after stabilizing his emotions, Tong Yu started to pick up the open space next to his mother's grave, and he planned to bury his father next to his mother.

It didn't take long for Tong Yu's fingers to be scratched by some fine stones, and the ten fingers were connected to her heart, Tong Yu frowned painfully, but she didn't stop there, but continued to help Tong Nian dig the grave with her hands.

Seeing this, Chu Yang, who was distressed, reached out and grabbed Tong Yu's palm. Tong Yu looked up at Chu Yang in confusion, his eyes were red, and there was a look of incomprehension.

Chu Yang sighed distressedly, he carefully helped Tong Yu deal with the wound, during which Tong Yu also frowned in pain several times, but she didn't exhale in pain from beginning to end.

After Chu Yang helped Tong Yu's wound clean up, Chu Yang took out gauze from the storage ring to help Tong Yu wrap it, and then Chu Yang took out the Meteor Immortal Sword, and said, "Just leave this to me, I promised Uncle Tong that he would take care of you." ”

Tong Yu looked at Chu Yang and then at his wrapped fingers, he nodded at Chu Yang, and then looked at the gauze on his fingers curiously, this thing is very curious, it is not like cloth or silk.

Chu Yang held the Falling Immortal Sword, and then planned to dig a pit, but the Falling Immortal Sword seemed to be aware of Chu Yang's intentions, and it seemed that he was not willing to dig a grave for others, so no matter Chu Yang

No matter how hard he tried, he stood parallel to Chu Yang's chest and didn't move.

Seeing this, Chu Yang was also a little angry, and one of them let go of the Falling Immortal Sword, and he said coldly: "Do you dig or not?"

"Hum~" The Falling Immortal Sword trembled, and it still stayed in place, as if it was resisting Chu Yang's proposal.

There was a sneer on the corner of Chu Yang's mouth, as soon as he grabbed the Falling Immortal Sword and turned around, after Chu Yang turned around, the Falling Immortal Sword also became docile. Just a few steps away, Chu Yang said in a mocking tone: "Such a disobedient fairy sword, I think it will be thrown directly into the pit." ”

"Hum~" The Falling Immortal Sword trembled instantly, and Chu Yang could roughly feel its emotions, this Immortal Sword was actually afraid......

"What, do you have an opinion?" Chu Yang said coldly: "Don't forget, now I am your master!"

"Huh~" As soon as Chu Yang's words fell, the Falling Immortal Sword instantly rushed out of Chu Yang's hand, and it instantly flew towards the open space next to the tomb.

"Huh~" Half of the Falling Immortal Sword was directly submerged on the way, and its intention was self-evident.

Seeing this, Chu Yang glanced at the Fallen Immortal Sword with a little interest, but he didn't expect that this Immortal Sword also had signs of giving birth to a weapon spirit, and it seemed that this Immortal Sword was not ordinary.

The Falling Immortal Sword had already compromised, Chu Yang turned around and began to dig a pit, the Falling Immortal Sword was as sharp as clay, and with Chu Yang's huge strength, it didn't take long for a deep pit to appear.

Tong Yu closed his eyes in despair, and said to Chu Yang: "Chu Yang, can you please help me bury my father, I, I ......"

As he spoke, Tong Yu choked up and couldn't speak anymore. Seeing this, Chu Yang patted Tong Yu's shoulder soothingly, he didn't say too many comforting words, but said heavily: "It will always pass, the deceased is gone, and the living will continue to move forward." ”

Chu Yang slowly put Tong Nian into the pit, and after Tong Yu took one last look at Tong Nian's face, Chu Yang slowly covered the soil.

Not long after, a stone tablet that was cut smooth stood in front of Tong Nian's tomb, and Chu Yang engraved a few words on it with the Meteoric Immortal Sword, and since then, Tong Nian's tomb has been completely erected.

Tong Yu knelt in front of the tomb and kowtowed three times, and after mourning, Tong Yu looked up at Chu Yang: "Chu Yang, you will take me away, right?"

"Hmm. Chu Yang nodded solemnly

Nod.

Under the moonlight, the two figures kept moving away, Chu Yang was on crutches, and Tong Yu was following Chu Yang without saying a word with his head down.

Chu Yang had already taken the healing pill before, and at this moment, he was using the spirit stone to restore his cultivation while hurrying. He still couldn't establish communication with the Chaos Bead, and Chu Yang knew that all of this was related to the fact that the little golden dragon was broken before.

Chu Yang knew that if he wanted to enter the Chaos Bead Space again, then he would have to wait for the little golden dragon to recover, as for how long Chu Yang didn't know, maybe a few days, or a few years......

Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, Chu Yang's eyes were full of longing, and he murmured in his heart: "Xue Rou, you must take care of yourself, as well as Xue Ya, Lingxin, Guo'er and Yunxin, you all have to be safe and sound!"

Late at night, Chu Yang noticed that Tong Yu was already tired, and then took her to find a small cave to rest.

"Miss Tong, is it possible to reach the continent where immortal cultivators are active when you go out from here?" Chu Yang asked Tong Yu.

"Hmm. Tong Yu nodded: "From here, you will be in the Xingqing Continent, and it is the most active continent of Fengyuan Xianlu Monks." ”

"It's just that we have to pass through Segu Mountain to reach Fengyuan Immortal Land, Segu Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, there are many demon beasts in it, and there are countless high-level demon beasts, and few people can go out. Tong Yu said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Chu Yang thought for a moment, and then said to Tong Yu seriously: "Don't worry, Miss Tong, I will take you out safely." ”

"Thank you. Tong Yu subconsciously said.

After speaking, the two fell silent. After a while, Tong Yu, who had been thinking for a long time, raised his head and looked at Chu Yang full of hope: "Chu Yang, you are a monk, right?"

"Hmm. Chu Yang nodded: "Before I cultivated to the point of no damage, I was a Jindan eight-rank monk. ”

"Puff~" Tong Yu knelt directly in front of Chu Yang, she knelt down Chu Yang was suddenly stunned, Chu Yang hurriedly went to help Tong Yu, and asked suspiciously: "Miss Tong, who are you?"

"Although it's very abrupt, I hope that Chu Yang you can take me as an apprentice and teach me to practice, I don't want to live like this anymore!" Tong Yu bit his lip and said with determination.