The whole 'ritual' lasted for a long time.

When Zhao Gongdao got up again, the whole person staggered, his face was pale, and he looked very weak.

The power of the fairy spirit flowed, and the wounds on his fingertips finally began to heal slowly.

"The immortals are so nice..."

"I am not afraid of wound infection, tetanus ..."

Su Yang looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

It's just that this sigh of emotion somewhat broke the sad atmosphere.

"What do you think, the stickman on that tombstone..."

"What does that mean?"

Zhao Gongdao's voice was still a little weak, pointed to the tombstone in the middle, and spoke softly.

On the tombstone, a stickman seems to be standing in an open field.

The strangest thing is that this man has two heads.

"Hmm..."

"Three heads and six arms?"

Su Yang observed carefully, thoughtfully.

Zhao Gongdao's expression stiffened slightly: "But there are only two heads here..."

"Chopped one?"

Su Yang's eyes lit up, as if he had guessed the answer.

Hearing Su Yang's remarks, Zhao Gongdao seemed a little silent, and finally just sighed and shook his head: "It's worthy of you..."

"Looking at the tombstones in front of you, you..."

"Don't have any ideas?"

"For example..."

"Bye."

Zhao Gongdao looked a little hesitant, and after hesitating for a moment, he still spoke.

The smile on Su Yang's face remained unchanged: "I don't like to worship people, whether it's kneeling or bowing." ”

"But I also need to give you face."

"Hmm..."

"It's troublesome."

Su Yang couldn't help but scratch his head, but soon his eyes lit up: "Why don't I sing them a song?" ”

"I'm singing so well."

Zhao Gongdao's face instantly darkened.

"Just kidding."

Su Yang smiled, just turned around like this, and trotted back to the forest behind him, only to come back with a few different wildflowers after about half a minute.

"I don't know who the person you are talking about, but you say..."

"She loves flowers blooming all over the mountain!"

Su Yang said with a smile.

The next moment, Su Yang shook his hands slightly.

A few wildflowers floated in the air, their stamens trembling slightly, and the flower seeds floated in the air, and finally slowly buried in the earth.

"I studied a technique when I was bored..."

"It's a pity that it doesn't help much in the fight, but it's magical."

"I call it..."

"Forever."

As the words fell, wisps of immortal power were constantly mobilized by Su Yang, all over the air, and his fingers kept hooking.

In the end, the sharp energy in this immortal power was completely gone, and it turned into the mildest energy, spreading between heaven and earth!

It's like magic...

Shoots emerge from the soil, spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye!

More and more fairy power permeates the void.

The temperature in the air seemed to be much warmer at this moment.

Flowers bloom one by one, placing these tombstones in a sea of flowers.

Su Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, his face became a little pale, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes: "The mountains are full of flowers, I can do it." ”

"But ten thousand butterflies fly..."

"It's a pity."

Su Yang shook his head, admiring the masterpiece he had created.

Under the backdrop of these countless flowers, the tombs that originally looked a little gloomy and desolate became warm.

"Ten thousand butterflies flying..."

"Maybe you're right, being too calm isn't necessarily a good thing."

"Sometimes, recklessly willful once..."

"It's worth this life!"

"These ten thousand butterflies..."

"I'm coming!"

Zhao Gongdao, who has always been indifferent, was inexplicably a little more heroic at this moment, and flew into the air violently.

The majestic rhythm of the power of the immortals almost permeated the sky above the entire tomb group.

After a while, butterflies condensed by the power of the fairy spirit danced in the sea of flowers, as if they were real.

Even though Zhao Gongdao's face was as pale as paper, he still had no intention of stopping, with stubbornness and persistence in his eyes.

In the end, tens of thousands of butterflies danced in the sea of flowers, I don't know whether it was fate or coincidence, a ray of sunlight pierced the shade of the trees, fell in the sea of flowers, and created a beautiful scene in front of them.

Zhao Gongdao fell from mid-air and staggered to his feet.

But his eyes were always fixed on the sea of flowers in front of him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hopefully in the future..."

"Everyone, you won't be lonely."

"Wait until I get back."

Zhao Gongdao bowed deeply to the tombs in front of him again, and then walked towards the path in front of the deep mountain.

"Hmm..."

"Don't I need to hold you a little?"

Su Yang followed, looked at Zhao Gongdao's stumbling steps, and asked.

Zhao Gongdao's lips turned white, but he shook his head with a smile: "This road, I want to walk by myself." ”

"What a complicated person."

"Shouting to keep his senses, but more emotional than anyone else."

Su Yang couldn't help but complain, and followed behind Zhao Gongdao silently.

Behind him, there are mountains full of flowers, warm and peaceful.

Ahead, there is a deep mountain path, winding and lonely.

As they continued to move forward, they were getting farther and farther away from the sea of flowers, and silence returned to their surroundings again.

Due to the lack of fairy power, this road is extremely long.

Until dusk.

Sunset.

The two of them finally stood on the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there are also tombstones.

But it's just a lonely one.

A beam of sunset light happened to sway on the tombstone, setting it off more and more lonely.

And unlike at the foot of the mountain, this tombstone...

There are no paintings.

Alone, even the grave is full of weeds.

When Zhao Gongdao saw this tombstone, the whole person seemed to be frozen, and his body trembled slightly.

"You..."

"You've always liked to be hilarious..."

"Why did you choose to bury yourself here... Lonely and uninhabited..."

Zhao Gongdao slowly came to the tombstone, stretched out his hand slightly tremblingly, put it on the tombstone, fell into a state of distraction, and only came back to his senses after a while, squatted down gently, and cleaned up the weeds in front of the tomb without saying a word.

"For thousands of years..."

"You should have a hard time..."

"I'm back..."

"This burden..."

"You can give it back to me, you did..."

"It's already good."

Zhao Gongdao tried hard to show a smile, patted the tombstone lightly, stood up again, took a deep breath, and looked at Su Yang.

"My faerie power is depleted..."

"Can you do me a favor?"

Su Yang shrugged: "Of course." ”

As he spoke, Su Yang took a step forward and put his hand on Zhao Gongdao's shoulder, and the power of the immortal spirit continued to pour into Zhao Gongdao's body.

And Zhao Gongdao's expression also became solemn again at this moment.

"All kinds of cause and effect can cut off a glimmer of life!"

"Coming to life..."

"It's all over the sky!"