Chapter 897: A New Grave
It didn't take long, only a quarter of an hour, and he opened his eyes again. The heavenly spirit cover has a spiritual light shining, and a small yuan infant flies out of the body.
After hovering above his head, the primordial infant instantly submerged into the body of the Spell Exterminator. Immediately, they stood up at the same time, Ye Xiaochai looked around, and saw Lian Yao and five others who were unconscious in the distance. Although the clouds are fierce, as long as they don't take the initiative to get together, they will definitely not hurt the innocent.
So, the two walked over.
Not long after, Ye Xiaochai settled the five people, he looked at the unconscious Ling'er, this girl was Xiang'er's adopted child back then, and now he was called to bump into him, so naturally it was impossible to let it go.
"You stay with this girl for the time being!" Ye Xiaochai said to the Spell Destroying Golem on the side.
"Okay!" the golem agreed directly, and then continued, "You have to pay attention to yourself, after all, you still have the Heavenly Dao Tribulation on your body." ”
Ye Xiaochai nodded.
I saw that the Spell Destroying Golem turned into a ray of golden light, submerged into Ling'er's body and hidden, and others and even Ling'er himself could not find out.
After doing all this, Ye Xiaochai fled all over his body, turned into a golden mang, and fled away. Now he must find a hidden place to recuperate, and the wounds left by his body are real.
Lian Yao, who has the highest cultivation, woke up first, she looked around, and found that there were still junior brothers and sisters lying beside her, so she immediately went to check on the situation of the four people, fortunately, everyone was not in danger of life, and Ye Xiaochai was gone.
It didn't take long for the remaining four people to wake up one after another, and after saying a few words, they released the magic weapon together and returned to the sect.
Half a year later, Ye Xiaochai came to Fengxi Village alone and fell in front of the small courtyard where he once lived. This village is now dilapidated, no one is seen, most of the houses have collapsed, and it has long become a deserted village, only the medicine house in front of it is still intact.
He pushed open the courtyard door and walked in, the small courtyard was overgrown with weeds, he walked along the bluestone path to the hall, everything in front of him was covered with thick dust, but he couldn't hide the memories in his heart, everything that had been like yesterday, appeared in front of him one by one.
After a long time, he escaped from the medicine house and fled towards Fengxi Mountain, which was not far away. When he came to his mother's grave, he was suddenly attracted by another grave, and saw that the monument was written in front of the words "The Tomb of Mother Blue Incense".
He looked at a few words, and his heart was full of mixed feelings, and all kinds of indescribable feelings welled up in his heart.
came back, but it was more than a hundred years late, and it turned out that he was the one who was really negative, and the mistakes of the year were also missed, but everything will never go back.
A lone shadow came slowly, knelt down in front of the tomb, and listened to her say without looking back: "Until the last moment, my mother still believed in you." ”
The bitterness in my heart has no shame to say, only imprinted in the depths of my belly.
In a trance, he seemed to see the shadow reappearing in front of him, and he smiled at himself, as if no matter how big the fault was, he could be forgiven by this smile. He also believed that he could be forgiven, but he would never be able to forgive himself.
When she disappeared, she stretched out her hand to pursue, eager to keep the beauty in front of her, but in the end, she couldn't hold anything. Sweet dreams are easy to wake up, empty hands, can no longer feel the warmth of the past, only a cold tombstone remains. Although he has woken up now, he has already owed a debt for a lifetime.
He just stared blankly at the tombstone and remained silent for a long time.
Ling'er didn't stay here for a moment, and released his magic weapon and left.
On Fengxi Mountain, there is a wooden house, which was built for Chen Yujie to settle down, and I don't know if it is still there now.
When I hiked up the mountain and approached the wooden house, I saw a figure busy, and when I released my sense, I found that the other party was a monk in the early stage of foundation building, who looked like a young woman in her early thirties, carrying a bucket and fetching water.
He felt something familiar with the man's back, so he raised his leg and walked towards the man.
At this moment, the young woman made a bucket of water, turned around, and happened to face Ye Xiaochai.
The two looked at each other and were startled.
"Sister Chen!"
"Little hairpin!"
Both shouted at the same time.
This person is none other than Chen Yujie, who moved here back then, Ye Xiaochai found out that Chen Yujie is body of the Three Spirit Roots can be cultivated, and as for the same appearance, he must have taken the Dingyan Pill.
"Sister Chen, what are you ......, I'll come!" Ye Xiaochai hurriedly stepped forward and took the bucket in her hand.
"Xiao Hai, you are back. Seeing Ye Xiaochai, Chen Yujie was very happy, "Don't talk here, come into the house!"
So the two walked into the house, put down the bucket, and Ye Xiaochai asked again: "Sister Chen, don't you also have the cultivation of building a foundation, why do you still ......?"
Chen Yujie smiled awkwardly and replied, "I haven't cultivated for a long time!"
"What's wrong?" Ye Xiaochai asked.
"Hey~!" Chen Yujie sighed, and then asked rhetorically: "Xiaochai, do you know what it's like to watch your child die of old age?"
Ye Xiaochai was speechless, there was no way to answer this question.
"The Great Dao is the most ruthless, that's what I said!" Chen Yujie smiled bitterly, and then said, "Since they left, I have given up my cultivation, and if I can, I would rather walk in front of them." ”
When Ye Xiaochai heard this, he was even more speechless, the way to cultivate immortals is to cut off all mortal fate. But Chen Yujie single-handedly dragged the two children to grow up, and they never separated, even if they were in retreat, they had to arrange the two children, commonly known as the white-haired person to the black-haired person, how could this make her acceptable.
"Don't talk about this, it's been all these years anyway. By the way, Xiaochai, I haven't seen you for a hundred years! Where have you been?" Thinking of Ye Xiaochai's disappearance, Chen Yujie asked.
"I'm stuck in a far away place and have just recently come back. Ye Xiaochai grinned and replied.
"You built the foundation at the beginning, and your current cultivation should have been greatly improved!"
"The Yuan Infant has been condensed. ”
"Oh, then it's time to call seniors. Chen Yujie said, and was about to get up and salute.
Ye Xiaochai hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Don't!"
"Hehehe!" Chen Yujie covered her mouth and chuckled a few times, then sat back, and said calmly: "Little hairpin! ”
Ye Xiaochai nodded silently.
"When the Great Yuan destroyed the country, Xiang'er scattered all her family wealth and relieved the refugees, and at that time, she saw that Ling'er was lonely, helpless, and still an ignorant child, so she was adopted as a righteous daughter. Chen Yujie paused, and then said: "It was not easy for the two of them at the beginning! By the way, Ling'er has just left, have you seen it?"
Ye Xiaochai nodded again and said, "Tell me about them carefully!"