The next morning, Mu Zhixue, Xia Ruqing, Liu Yichen, Zhong Nettingcao, Lan Caixun, Bi Lanyan six fairies stood in the snow wearing cloaks to bid farewell to the Qixi fairy, Liu Yichen poured wine for the sisters and said: "I don't know how to return, I wish the seven sisters to succeed in this attack." The sisters drank the wine in their cups and said goodbye with tears. Mu Zhixue, Xia Ruqing, Liu Yichen, Zhong Weicao, Lan Caixun, and Bi Lanyan sent them away, and their hearts couldn't help but feel heavy. Xia Ruqing sighed: "Twenty sisters, there are only a few of us left now, and I don't know when we will be separated." A few people walked listlessly on the stone path, the snowflakes were still flying, and the valley was snow-white. I saw Tears hurriedly catching up with a red cloak and panting and asked, "What's wrong with you, lost your soul, I called you for so long just now, and no one paid attention to me." Liu Yichen stretched out his hand to knock off the snowflakes on Tear's body, and said with a smile: "Tear, why are you here." Tears said: "I recently said that I woke up very early in a restless mood, so I came out early to collect medicine, and I seemed to see someone out of the valley, and the figure was so familiar, I don't know who those people are." Liu Yichen said with a melancholy face: "Tears, let me tell you, don't be sad, it was Wen Qishan and other Qixi fairies who came out of the valley just now, and the palace master has sent them to Chang'an." Tears were stunned for a long time when they heard this, and suddenly smirked: "Chang'an, it's Chang'an again, Ruhua and Meixi went to Chang'an, and the Qixi fairies also went to Chang'an, is it true that Fairy Valley will leave me alone after all?" Liu Yichen held Tear's crumbling body and sighed: "The nestling has learned to fly and must leave the nest where it has grown, Tears, although we can't help ourselves, but this is our mission." Hearing this, Tears looked into the distance, and the snowflakes fell all over his body and said, "I just don't know if we will see each other again in this life." Lan Caixun approached and comforted: "Tears, don't be sad, no matter where the sisters are, their hearts are always together." Tears forced a smile and said, "I'm fine, it's okay, you're still there." Watching the tears leave in disappointment, Liu Yichen and the other fairies were also heavy in their hearts. Tears aimlessly came to the waterfall cliff again, the guqin was already full of snowflakes, and the waterfall that sang to the joy was also frozen at this time. Tears slowly brushed the snow down, and a pool of autumn water looked out of the mountain, only to see the snow and no trace of birds. With a flick of his fingers, a piano song was sung, and tears sang in a low voice: "The wind is cold, the mountains and rivers are cold, the jade snow is piled up with empty branches, the road is far away and the mountains are high, the clouds and smoke are light, where to hide the sorrow." At the end of the day, turning into snow and falling into the world, Fanghua is emaciated and pitied, only asking a little about the love of this life, turning into a clear stream and traveling in all directions. "The song is mournful, and the piano is sad. Lan Caixun, Zhong Nettweed, and others, who were still walking in the valley, couldn't help but hug their heads and cry when they heard the song floating in the mountains, and no one knew what kind of life changes the separation would bring to them.

When the tears returned home, Bai Lao had already gone out to travel, and the innocent medicine man had also gone to meet Taoist friends. Looking at the empty room, tears fell on the table and sobbed. After a few days, when the innocent medicine man returned, he found that the house was empty, and the elixir that had been developed for many years and some antidote pills were all gone. Innocent came to the boudoir of tears, only to see that the room was empty, leaving a letter on the table. Wuxian hurriedly walked over and couldn't help but secretly cry bitterly, and sighed: "Bad fate, the surname of the tear is so simple, how do you know the sinister nature of the world, wouldn't it be worrying to leave like this." So he hurriedly wrote a book.