readx;? After about half a day, Yuan Yi's mana was full, so he ended his luck and opened his eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As soon as he raised his hand, the loot he had seized earlier, the Flying Fish Shuttle, immediately appeared in front of him.

At that moment, his divine thoughts poured into it, and in a moment, he erased the mark of the old man surnamed Jin.

The old man surnamed Jin has already fallen, and the original Yi divine consciousness is not much different from it, so the Lingsuo Divine Mind Mark can naturally be easily erased.

Then, with a bite from the tip of his tongue, a drop of blood spat out and sprayed onto the Lingshuo.

Then, he wore flowers in both hands, muttered a secret mantra in his mouth, and a series of colorful spiritual lights shot out.

That drop of blood immediately flashed wildly, and after a while, it turned into a palm-sized blood-colored rune.

The blood-colored rune was bright and dark, and with Yuan Yi's spell, lightning sank into the Flying Fish Shuttle.

Then Yuan Yi opened his mouth and closed it, put his hands down, and the mantra stopped.

He had completed the Lingshuo confession.

"Azure fish shuttle, a high-grade flying magic weapon, can be driven with spirit stones and mana.

There are twenty-five layers of prohibition inside, and the speed is equivalent to the full flight of the foundation monk. ”

Yuan Yi looked at the information for a while, and then, his eyes lit up.

In this way, when he returned home, he did not have to worry about the delay in returning home.

At that moment, he did not delay, removed the defensive concealment prohibition, walked out of the cave, raised his hand, and sacrificed the azure fish shuttle.

The blue light of Lingsuo flashed again and again, and the shape continued to expand, and when it rose to three zhang long, it stopped deforming.

Yuan Yi's body was in a vertical shape, standing on it, and the spell exited, and a gray light curtain shrouded the body.

As soon as he pinched the magic trick, the azure fish shuttle "swished" and roared away.

......

Three days later, at the entrance of Biwu Village, facing the autumn wind, Yuan Yi stood.

He didn't move for a long time, just stared at the village not far away.

I don't know why, but this time when he went home, the more he moved forward, the more restless he became.

And when I walked here and saw the village, I felt even more frightened, as if something bad was about to happen.

I don't know if this bad feeling is that he was affected by the bleak and lonely autumn breeze here, so he touched the scene.

Or is it because of the timidity of homesickness, I have been away from home for so long, so I don't know how to face relatives I haven't seen for many years.

Or, as he felt, something bad was happening in his home.

Such feelings, though absurd, have no root and no reason.

But Yuan Yi didn't dare to ignore it easily.

After all, he is an immortal cultivator now.

Although it is impossible to be like some powerful giants, in the face of future safety and misfortune, with their own supernatural powers, they can clearly sense.

But for people of blood, especially their biological parents, if something happens.

Come to think of it, he should feel it at such a close distance now.

This is also the main reason why he is so hesitant and does not dare to enter the village rashly.

He was afraid that his parents would have an accident and see a scene he didn't want to see.

After standing for a long time, his heart pounded violently, and his body trembled even more, and his mind was restless.

Suddenly, Yuan Yi took a deep breath and forcibly calmed down all kinds of abnormalities inside and outside his body.

No matter what happened, whether it was good or bad, in the end, he had to face it.

As soon as he thought of this, Yuan Yi's face was certain and he stepped forward.

He walked along the stone road between the farmland and the plane trees, and walked slowly, almost breathlessly!

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the slow-moving Yuan Yi, pulling his back to a long, long one.

I don't know why, above the figure, a sad atmosphere is spreading, just like this bleak autumn!

......

Although Yuan Yi walked extremely slowly, in the end, he still walked to his house.

At the moment, however, the fence door was closed, and the door of the house was firmly locked with a large lock.

The fence was tightly enclosed, and the barn in front of the hall was cleaned up, and there were no footprints left on it, and no one walked for several days.

Seeing this, the ominous premonition in his heart suddenly increased.

He took a deep breath before he could move his feet, open the door to the fence, and continue walking.

In a gray-tiled and blue-brick house next to it, there was a "creak" sound, the door opened, and a person walked out from inside.

The man was an old man in his fifties, with a wrinkled and furrowed face, and his palms were covered with calluses, and he was pacing step by step with a cane.

"Cousin?"

After looking at it for a while, when the old man approached, Yuan Yi saw the somewhat familiar face, and immediately recognized him from his childhood memory.

The old man came to Yuan Yi, heard the call, and then looked at his appearance carefully, and also recognized Yuan Yi, frowned, and said:

"You, you're Yuan Yi, right?"

Yuan Yi nodded, then pointed to his house and asked, "Cousin, what's going on?"

His cousin shook his head, paused on crutches, sighed, and said, "You're too late to come back!"

Although he expected it in his heart, hearing such truthful words, Yuan Yi's heart still trembled suddenly.

"Ten days ago, your parents left one after the other, and they were separated by only an hour!" his cousin continued.

When Yuan Yi heard this, his head went blank and his body trembled!

Seeing his appearance like this, the words that the old man on crutches wanted to reproach were never spoken.

Just sighed in a low voice, continued to crutches, got up with steps, and walked towards the original Yi house.

Yuan Yi looked up at the dim sky and was stunned for a while.

It was only when his cousin took out a long key, opened the hall, and made a sound that he suddenly woke up.

At that moment, he walked along the wide open fence gate.

Seeing that my cousin seemed to have a bad eye, he stabbed him several times, but he couldn't open the door of the hall.

Yuan Yi hurriedly took the key, inserted it into the crack of the lock, and opened it with a "click".

Then his cousin said:

"I've cleaned up the rest of the room, but it's nothing important.

However, your parents' room has a lot of relics, so go and see for yourself!"

As he spoke, he stopped where he was and motioned for Yuan Yi to enter.

Yuan Yi forcibly suppressed his sadness, nodded, and walked forward quickly.

In a few moments, they arrived at a familiar room.

A wooden bed with a stack of yellow quilts on the bed!

A table, a grease-free lamp on the table!

A few bamboo stools, a few piles of clothes and miscellaneous items on the stools!

A once-familiar aura came to your face.

Yuan Yi's head was empty, and his eyes looked blankly.

In the middle of it, he sighed, looked again, then turned around, walked out of the room, and closed the door.

"Do they have any last words?" Walking to the barn and looking at his cousin, Yuan Yi asked hoarsely with a choked voice.

"Yes!" his cousin nodded.

Yuan Yi hurriedly stopped and listened intently.

"Your mother said that if you come back one day, you must be careful, take care of yourself when you are outside, and everything is based on safety!

Moreover, in the end, your father also instructed that the bodies of the two should be buried together in the same coffin.

The location of the grave must be on the top of the hill at the entrance of the village, at the top of the mountain.

The grave should face the direction outside the village!"

His cousin said slowly.

Hearing these words, Yuan Yi's heart trembled more and more, his body twitched, and his sentimentality was difficult to suppress.

Unexpectedly, his blood parents have been thinking about him, even if he died early and slept underground.

But the tomb looked outward, as if silently watching, rain or shine, frost unchanging, waiting for their son's return!

They are gone, and they still show so much affection.

I don't know how many days and nights my mother and father have been leaning on and looking forward to the return of my son.

But in the end, he was disappointed again and again, and until he passed away helplessly, he couldn't achieve his last wish.

They were still unwilling, and told their cousin and others to set up the grave outwards to place their thoughts on their children!

As soon as he thought of this, Yuan Yi immediately felt remorseful.

Why didn't he come back earlier, why did he look forward and backward, hesitate left and right, why was he so ruthless?

let their parents not even enjoy the joy of family life, so they left the world with regret and disappointment.

Yuan Yi was dizzy and thought about it for a while, and then gradually came back to his senses and buried the surging emotions deep in his heart.

He turned to his cousin and said:

"Thank you, cousin, thank you for handling my parents' funeral.

Now I'm going to worship them, and then I'm leaving.

Here are the two pills I got, and I've given them to you and my sister-in-law.

They have some benefits for longevity.

And every year in the future, I still need to bother my cousin. ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but say something, and shoved the Koko Pill into his hand.

Then he turned around and went to the room, took the incense, money, paper and candles and other sacrificial objects, put them in a basket, closed the door again, and walked out.

Nodding to his cousin, he rose through the clouds and headed towards the hill at the entrance of the village.

"Immortals?" his cousin was shocked when he saw this.

But then, he shook his head and said:

"I didn't expect Yuan Yi Xiaowa to go to seek immortals, and he also became a flying immortal.

But it's a pity, even immortals, I heard that they are helpless about death!"

Between words, he relocked the original Yi family's house, walked on crutches, and left step by step.

......

On the small green mountain, it is easy to fall down the spiritual clouds and look ahead.

As far as the entrance can see, there are two yellow and masked low hills that are like steamed buns, arched high and standing side by side.

In the middle of the two low knolls, on both sides and on opposite sides, there were incense candles of varying numbers, all burned out.

On the ground, the remnants of firecrackers were scattered.

Two low mounds are the graves of his parents.

The grave is made up of piles of yellow soil.

Beneath the yellow soil is a wide black coffin, and inside the coffin, his blood relatives are sleeping.

As soon as he thought of this, Yuan Yi couldn't help but feel his heart blocked and became painful.

With one hand on his chest and the other hand on his sacrificial basket, he slowly rose and walked slowly towards the two tombs.

After a while, he walked over and put down the basket.

He didn't worship immediately, but glanced around, then looked up to the sky and sneered.

The laughter was full of cold, sad and sorrowful.

As soon as Fang sent it out, it seemed to be stunned by the birds and beasts in the mountains, shocked the chanting insects on it, and stopped the grass, trees, flowers and trees that were shaking with the wind.

There was silence, only bursts of miserable laughter echoed!

What is he laughing at?

If someone asks like this, I'm afraid Yuan Yi won't be able to say it clearly.

Perhaps, he was laughing at the silent and merciless sky.

Since it gives people life, why do they urge people to die, so that the relatives concerned can bear the extreme grief of myocardial infarction, speechless and choking, and trembling between life and death.

Perhaps, he was laughing at his former self.

was so ignorant, just let his temperament act recklessly, did not care about his parents' feelings, and did not let them see his son and enjoy the joy of family, so he regretted his death, separated from life and death, and regretted.

However, in the world, some emotions, when they reach the limit, lose their original status and develop in the opposite direction!

Just like Yuan Yi, when he heard the news of his parents' sudden death, he saw the new grave and thought of the coffin under the yellow soil.

In the coffin, the bodies of the two relatives who were as cold as ice.

its heart. The originally suppressed sadness could no longer be suppressed, and it reached its limit in an instant, so it suddenly turned to laughter.

There are bursts of pathos, full of poignant laughter!

Yuan Yi looked up at the sky, choked speechlessly, and laughed loudly.

I don't know how long it has been, but it seems that I have taken this opportunity to vent the sadness accumulated in my heart.

He suddenly stopped laughing, sighed, and lowered his head.

After glancing at the two low hills, he squatted down and took out incense and candles from the sacrificial basket.

Ignite, walk a few steps in a circle, and insert it in the middle of the grave, on both sides, opposite the grave, etc.

Then he sat down on the spot, burning paper money while muttering to himself, telling one past story after another.

If anyone is here, they can hear that what he is talking about at this moment is his experience in the rivers and lakes and cultivating immortals over the years.

He spoke softly and slowly.

Just like when he was a child, before going to bed, his mother shook a small fan, while chasing mosquitoes for him, while whispering and telling fairy tales to help him sleep peacefully.

Night soon came, and tonight there was no moon and it was pitch black.

The words of sorrow sounded, resounding through the mountains, and the scene was bleak.

The autumn wind kept blowing, bleak and bleak, adding a strong sadness to the originally bleak mountain scenery again.

On the mountain, the insects and birds have long lost their voices, and they seem to hear such sad words, and they can't bear to break this scene.

The sorrowful words surround the entire night sky.

Time passed, and soon the sky was bright.

The white and cold fog shrouded the entire mountain, and it was a lonely and bleak scene.

Yuan Yi stopped muttering at this time, stood up, and patted the dust.

He glanced at the grave, then moved his steps, and turned away resolutely.

But as soon as he took a few steps, he froze and turned to look back.

He stared at the grave for a moment, his eyes full of reluctance.

But then his face was pale, and then he was clouded and lifted off.

Yuan Yi had already decided that he would focus on the great cause of cultivating immortals and immortalizing life from now on.

Legend has it that the true immortals have vast powers, boundless mana, and are omniscient and omnipotent!

Maybe after becoming an immortal, he will be able to find a way to bring the dead back to life, so that his parents can return from the Nine Shadows Reincarnation.

Although he knew, not to mention whether the legends of such true immortals were true, even if the true immortals really had the magical power to resurrect the dead.

However, cultivating to become an immortal is a very difficult thing, so difficult that it is ethereal, and it is almost difficult to achieve results.

But no matter what, he will not give up on resurrecting his parents.

Even if he bears a gushing notoriety because of this, he will not hesitate to turn into a demon and a monster.

Whoever dares to stand in his way, will not die!

Yuan Yi set such an ambition to cultivate immortals, and his mind was immediately certain, and the clouds galloped back.

...... (To be continued.) )