Yang Ge Lao was brought back, lying peacefully on the bed, his white hair was unkempt, his skin was wrinkled, and his old face was engraved with vicissitudes, witnessing the passing years.

Xiao Yang Lan was lying on the side of the bed, her little fingers picked her little mouth, and looked at Yang Ge Lao curiously, although she was thirty-three years old, she was still two or three years old, ignorant, ignorant of the world, I didn't know where my mother went, and I didn't know why my father was so sad.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, silently withdrew from the door, and before leaving, he didn't forget to tell Yang Fan a few words to take good care of Yang Ge Lao, and then went to the old tomb and ancient tomb.

The imperial concubine is still there, and she is as respectful as she was back then, thirty-three years later, as a soul body, she has advanced a lot in cultivation, but there is no spirit in heaven and earth, and she has not had a chance to break through.

Ye Chen looked at the reincarnated Qin Xiong, like an ice sculpture, motionless, the pre-Qin emperor of the past, this lie is hundreds of years, and the only remaining breath is still sealed.

On the one hand, the imperial concubine wanted to speak several times, and waited for another thirty-three years, and wanted to ask Ye Chen when she would be able to leave and when she would be able to resurrect Qin Xiong, but she didn't ask in the end, she would go when it was time to go, she had waited for hundreds of years, and she didn't mind waiting for a few hundred more years.

Ye Chen knew her state of mind, but he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

Not long after, he left the ancient tomb and left a lot of cultivation experience for the imperial concubine.

At night, Yang Xuan and the three of them came to the small garden, each carrying a wine jar.

Thirty-three years have passed, and the famous Dugu Sword Saint, the Troubled Sword Maniac and Tiangang Yang Xuan have also shown their old state, lost their edge, and returned to their roots.

This time, the three of them were silent, and they didn't ask when they could go to the cultivation world, or rather, it didn't matter if they went or not, they had lived for a long time, they had experienced a lot of world events, and the heart of the strong had gradually been buried by the years, and it was good to be euthanized.

It wasn't until late at night that the three of them left, taking advantage of the moonlight, out of Zhuxian Town, thirty-three years ago, and they also wanted to go to the outside world to see and visit their old friends who were still alive.

In the garden, only Ye Chen remained, holding the wooden block, carving it one by one.

In the early morning, the autumn mood is stronger, and the leaves of the trees are falling.

Today, there are not many divinations, and Yang Ge Lao, who will always be the first to come in the past, may not have seen anyone for a long time, maybe he is still lying on the hospital bed, maybe he is locked in the room, pulling his dilapidated erhu, remembering Xia Lan, mourning the past relationship.

It wasn't until the third day that I saw him on the street, on crutches, leading Xiao Yang Lan.

When the people saw this, they couldn't help but sigh.

The warm family of three in my memory is now only two left, how sad it is.

Grandpa, give it to you!

The little guy is very sensible, innocent, innocent, like Xiao Yang Fan back then, with little toes, holding hot buns in two small hands, and handing it to Ye Chen, the big eyes are very clear, like her mother-in-law Xia Lan, watery.

And Yang Ge Lao only stroked Yang Lan's little head vigorously, and the fatherly smile was a little far-fetched, and his cloudy eyes were faintly flickering with tears.

So far, his daughter doesn't know that her mother is gone.

"Are you going to the grave again?" Ye Chen buried his head and took a bite of the bun, and glanced at the erhu that Lao Yang was carrying in the faint distance.

"She likes to hear it. Yang Ge smiled hoarsely.

"The deceased is gone, mourning. Ye Chen said flatly.

Yang Ge smiled, didn't say anything, led Xiao Yang Lan, walked out of the town, every step he took out, trembling, compared to his old age, Xiao Yang Lan was energetic, jumping all the way, sometimes giggling, like a little elf.

Ye Chen has peeked at her seal more than once, it is very strong, thirty-three years have passed, and there is no sign of collapse, compared to Xia Lan's Yin Yang Immortal Pattern, it is much stronger.

Time passed, and under the dim night, Ye Chen began to pack up.

Yang Ge Lao and Xiao Yang Lan are back, one old and one young, reflecting the light of twilight, very bleak, Lao Yang should have seen it, birth, old age, sickness and death, the law of nature, unlike before, in front of Xia Lan's grave, sitting for two or three days.

For many days after that, Ye Chen could always see Lao Yang, and he would come to tell fortunes every day, and he would go to worship Xia Lan.

In this way, another three years passed quietly.

Early in the morning, Ye Chen set up his line early, but he didn't see Yang Ge Lao for a long time, nor did he see Xiao Yang Lan, only saw Yang Fan, hurriedly went to the pharmacy, and when he came out again, he was holding herbs.

Obviously, Yang Ge is sick, and he is not lightly ill.

In this regard, Ye Chen knew that after thirty-six years, Yang Ge's old life would come to an end.

Sure enough, on the ninth day, Yang Fan came, looking at him hopefully, without words, his eyes already represented everything, expecting Ye Chen to go to see Yang Ge Lao, as a send-off.

Ye Chen got up and was already ready.

The atmosphere in Yang's mansion was quite depressing, everyone knew that Master Yang was old and was about to die, and the subordinates gathered together and talked about it, and sometimes pointed to Lao Yang's room.

When Ye Chen arrived, a room full of people wiped their tears and went out.

On the hospital bed, Yang Ge was as thin as firewood, lying weakly, his old eyes were dim, his white hair was pale, he was already a little delirious, his chapped lips were shaking, as if he was muttering something, until he saw Ye Chen, his cloudy old eyes, there was a little more gaze.

Ye Chen stepped forward, lifted a chair, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"You're here. Yang Ge's old smile was pale and weak, and he wanted to get up, but he found that he no longer had that mental strength, and at the age of ninety-six, he had run out of oil.

"My old friend wants to leave, how can I not send it. Ye Chen smiled.

"Little friend, you're an immortal!" Yang Ge smiled tiredly.

"You can guess that I'm an immortal, you're not stupid. Ye Chen said, pointing his finger at the back of Lao Yang's hand, instilling wisps of internal force, not to continue his life, but to make Lao Yang less painful, at least, to maintain the last sobriety before going on the road.

"I should have understood. Elder Yang Ge smiled.

"I wish to cultivate immortals. Ye Chen said lightly, "If you want, I will find someone to seal you." ”

"I'm tired. Yang Ge Lao smiled and shook his head.

Ye Chen was silent, he wouldn't force it, Old Yang was in a hurry to reunite with Xia Lan!

"Little friend, give it to the old decay again, let's count it!"

"Good. ”

A simple dialogue, the two looked at each other and smiled.

And at this moment, Yang Ge Lao's eyes slowly dimmed, and those tired eyes, finally reflecting the last red glow of the sunset, gradually closed.

Ye Chen sat in front of the bed, did not move for a long time, looked at the late Lao Yang, and couldn't help but recall that thirty-six years ago, when he first came to Zhuxian Town, because of a bully meal, he formed an indissoluble bond with this martial arts master, and the two were also teachers and friends, but they were more like a family.

In a flash, the old man was old, and under his watch, he quietly went on the road.

Outside the door, there was a noisy sound of footsteps.

The door was pushed open, and Yang Xuan and the others returned from their travels, but unfortunately, they hurried and hurried, and they still saw their old friends for the last time, and only stood at the head of the bed and sighed.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, got up silently, and left silently.

At the moment when he stepped out of the door, he didn't forget to take a look at Yang Ge Lao, this would be the last glance, and the cause and effect between him and Lao Yang would also end successfully with this glance.

Soon, the sound of mourning and crying filled the Yang Mansion.

Three days later, on the side of Xia Lan's grave, there was another small grave, and the dilapidated erhu was across the middle of the two graves, too many people came to worship, and even the ignorant little Yang Lan was frightened and cried, full of tears, and his father and mother were gone.

In the early morning of one day, Ye Chen set up his line.

It's a pity that I don't see the old Yang Tou who comes every day, and my heart is empty.

Lao Yang is gone, Yang Xuan and they are still there, and they come every day.

Looking at the three of them who were getting older, Ye Chen realized that there were some things that should be done.

One quiet evening, he went to the old tomb again.

This time, I took Yang Xuan and them together, the three of them are already in the twilight, they are all short of life, I don't know how many more years they have to wait, if they want to leave alive, they need to be sealed.

"Who is buried in this tomb? Thirty-six years later, the three of them finally asked this question, because of this ancient tomb, there was a bloody storm back then.

"Emperor Xianqin. Ye Chen said lightly

When the three of them heard this, they were all stunned, although it was an accident, but they were not too shocked, even immortals can be in this world, what else is there to be shocked, at this age, it is not strange.

When they entered the main tomb, the expressions of the three of them were quite strange.

The buried Emperor of the First Qin Dynasty they understand, the body of the Emperor of the First Qin is still preserved, and they can understand, but the Imperial Concubine of the Yin Moon is still alive, which is a bit unexpected, the strange woman who was famous all over the world back then was also an immortal, and she actually guarded the Emperor of the First Qin Dynasty in the ancient tomb for hundreds of years, and it was on the edge of Zhuxian Town, the funny thing is that they didn't even know.

In this regard, Ye Chen also sighed.

Yang Xuan and the three of them all knew that he was an immortal, but they didn't tell Yang Ge Lao, so that Lao Yang didn't know until he died, and Yang Ge Lao knew the secret of the ancient tomb earlier, but he didn't tell them, if he hadn't entered the ancient tomb tonight, most of the three of them would still be in the dark.

"I've seen my seniors. The three of them all bowed their hands and saluted respectfully, talking about seniority, the Yin Moon Imperial Concubine is indeed a senior, during this period, how many generations is missing?

"No need to be polite. The Yin Moon Imperial Concubine chuckled, although she was in the ancient tomb, she often went out and walked, and she had heard the names of the three of them, and they were quite prestigious in the rivers and lakes.

"Seal the three of them. Ye Chen, who was silent, finally spoke.

"Understood. "The Yin Moon Imperial Concubine understood, and immediately attracted the spiritual power, gathered it in the palm of her hand, and transformed it into a rune, which was the sealing method of the Ye Chen Sect in the past, which was quite mysterious.

"Well, it doesn't hurt. Yang Xuan said with a dry smile.

The imperial concubine smiled, did not speak, only raised her hand lightly, and brushed the three of them.

The three of them staggered, only to feel dizzy and confused, and then, they each fell, closed their eyes, and slowly fell into a deep sleep, perhaps, when they woke up again, they were already a hundred years old, just like the emperor of the pre-Qin period, they would miss an era.

Ye Chen placed the three of them on the stone bed, then turned around and left.

Under the moon, he walked slowly and stopped for a long time in front of the graves of Yang Ge Lao and Xia Lan.

Lying inside are his two old friends, and it will also be his in-laws.

It's a pity that they, as fathers and mothers, can't wait for their daughter to get married.

Speaking of Xiao Yang Lan, Ye Chen had thought about bringing her to seal it together, but this idea was finally dispelled, Lao Yang and Xia Lan were deceased, but Yang Mansion was still there, Yang Fan was still there, this was also her relative, if she really wanted to seal it, she had to come in person.