The Beiwei Immortal Garden, the Ice and Thunder Hall used for court discussions in the past, has been hung with white cloth at this time. A round platform has been built in front of the main hall, and on the round platform at this time, an old man with white hair who has no life at all sits quietly on it.

Jun Haoming and Yun Chengcheng took the four juniors to bow deeply to the old man's round platform, and nodded at the ink marks of a filial piety robe. The four juniors also saw the ceremony, and followed Jun Haoming to the main hall and took a seat.

Jun Haoming looked at Mo Jinyan on the round platform, shook his head with a sigh, and said to Yun Chengcheng: "When Emperor Mo Lao attended the wedding banquet of you and me, although his hair was half white, he was full of energy, I thought that he could live another ten million years to fly to the god realm, alas! ”

"Fate is like this, even gods can't escape fate." Cloud Fall City comforted.

After all the immortals said goodbye to Mo Jinyan's body one by one, it was noon. Qi Lao, who was also white-haired and even had a rickety figure, walked to Mo Ziji's side on crutches and said, "Emperor, the time has come, let's start!" ”

"Wait!" The ink mark looked at the sky, his eyes were deep, as if he was waiting for someone.

Jun Haoming, who had been paying attention to the ceremony, jumped his eyebrows, thought of something, and told Jun Qiyan: "There are many people today!" If I see you take off your veil, you won't be allowed to step out of the imperial palace for a hundred years after you go back! ”

"Yes......" Jun Qiyan replied aggrievedly, and looked at Yun Chengcheng with pitiful eyes.

Yun Chengcheng naturally understood Jun Haoming's purpose, and ignored his daughter's request for help for the first time, pretending not to see it and watching the ceremony calmly.

"......" Jun Qiyan wants to cry without tears, she is not ugly!

"Poof!" Although Jun Yangchen didn't know why after coming back this time, he saw that his sister was ordered to wear a veil, but it didn't prevent him from gloating.

Jun Qiyan heard the sound, turned his head and glared at Jun Yangchen who was sitting beside him.

Ling Zishu also snickered underneath, but Mu Qinghan sat next to her, not daring to laugh too loudly.

No one noticed that Mu Qinghan's clenched fists had pinched his nails into his palms. Even, the whole nerve is tense, and the limbs are very stiff.

That is, Ling Zishu, who was sitting next to him with big nerves and was afraid of Mu Qinghan, if anyone changed, he would notice Mu Qinghan's abnormality.

Suddenly, the bored Jun Qiyan saw a snow-clothed man slowly walking on the palace road outside the palace, that person was holding a jade-colored long sword, wearing half a silver mask to cover his eyes, his thin scarlet lips were tightly pursed into a line, and on the bridge of his nose, two sharp eyes glanced at everyone.

Jun Qiyan inexplicably sensed that the man's gaze stayed on him for a moment, as if he wanted to see through the veil. Jun Qiyan couldn't help but be glad that she had brought a veil, otherwise her brother would definitely be able to see her sweating from being scared by that look, and he would have used it to make fun of himself for a long time.

"Yu'er, you're finally here!" Mo Zi was a little relieved, and Mo Ziyu finally arrived in time.

"Hmmm! He was trapped in a secret place by me, and he couldn't get out for a while. Let's go! Mo Ziyu said lightly.

After the two brothers finished speaking, they boarded the round platform, sat cross-legged on both sides of Mo Jinyan, and said in unison: "Father! Let's go! ”

The two of them flipped their palms and danced with their fingers, condensing the essence of the noon sun in their palms, and at the same time exerting their strength into Mo Jinyan's body.

I saw Mo Jinyan's body shining brightly, dazzling to the eye. I saw that its body seemed to have been blown into sand by the wind, and gradually drifted away, and each grain of sand emitted golden light.

As if being pulled by the tug, the scattered grains of sand swirled upwards and gradually disappeared into the sky, drifting towards the sun.

This is the highest level of sacrifice in the fairy world. Only the virtuous and powerful sittings of the immortal realm can hold such a ritual that means longevity with the heavens. The deceased was a man, and the service was held at noon. If it is a woman, it will be done at midnight.

After the ceremony was completed, Mo Zi and Mo Ziyu stepped down from the round platform, Mo Zi Zhen directly ordered the banquet to begin, and Mo Ziyu stepped out of the hall under the pretext of having something.

Mu Qinghan's pupils shrank, she didn't hear his voice like last time, could it be ......

Mu Qinghan clenched his fists, and finally stood up and was about to leave.

Ling Zishu was taken aback and asked softly, "Fifth sister, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Internal urgency." Dropping two words, Mu Qinghan walked out of the side door.

Step by step, as in memory, towards her destination. Mu Qinghan had no intention of admiring the unique ice and snow garden of Beidu, she only felt that her heart was beating like a thunderous drum. With every step, her heart felt as if someone had choked her with a rope, and she was about to suffocate.

Finally, through the ice forest, I saw an ice carved jade pavilion.

The pavilion is still the same as in memory, ice silk curtains, white jade tables and stone benches.

The man was dressed in a snow coat and had a long body, and even a back could see the endless sorrow in his heart.

Mu Qinghan stepped forward and called softly with a slightly trembling voice: "Master! ”

"You're here." The calm and waveless tone was as familiar to her as his immobile mountain-like body.

"Did Master come back a month ago too?" This is not the other coming back.

"Yes." It's so simple that the tone doesn't fluctuate.

"Doesn't Master recognize her?" Mu Qinghan pinched the palm that was already overflowing with blood.

She was answered by a long silence.

Mo Ziyu, who was facing away from Mu Qinghan, lowered his eyes and stared at the milky white jade bead in his palm, as if a storm was blowing in his eyes, and he returned to calm.

"I have something to deal with, she's over to you." Mo Ziyu closed his eyes and hid the surging emotions in them.

"I will take good care of my sister, but you, Master, are no longer my Master now." Mu Qinghan's feelings also calmed down, and Mo Ziyu said lightly.

"If you still recognize me as a teacher, then I am." Mo Ziyu frowned and said.

"Still no, time has come back, whether it was in the past or now, or even in the future, Mu Qinghan does not have a master." After Mu Qinghan finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Mo Ziyu let out a long sigh, and his body was like a water wave vibrating, and he disappeared in place.

After Mu Qinghan returned to the main hall, she saw Jun Qiyan beckoning to her. Reluctantly, he walked to Jun Qiyan and sat down, Jun Yangchen had already been driven to Mu Qinghan's previous position by Jun Qiyan.

"Sister Qinghan, why have you been there for so long! Yikes! How did you get hurt! Jun Qiyan asked Mu Qinghan suspiciously, but suddenly saw the blood flowing from between Mu Qinghan's fingers, and let out a low snort.

Jun Qiyan took advantage of Mu Qinghan's stunned mind again, grabbed Mu Qinghan's hand and broke it away. I saw that on the palms of Mu Qinghan's two hands, there was a wound of five small crescents arranged in an arc, which was obviously pinched out by himself.

"Light cold, what's wrong with you? Why are you abusing yourself so much! Jun Qiyan said as she performed her newly learned water healing technique.

"If you're not careful, I just knew." After Mu Qinghan finished speaking, he didn't say more.