Ding Qi also knew that Wei Qing had experienced various countries in the past few years, and the two had narrowly escaped death several times, and they had experienced many tests together.

In the end, it just came together.

Since helping Ding Yao and Wei Qing make a marriage contract, more than ten years have passed, and Wei Zhuo looks like a middle-aged strategist in his forties, but his real age is already past his prime.

With Wei Zhuo's cultivation, until he dies, his appearance will be fixed here, and there will be no big changes.

Ding Qi himself, as he had planned before, gradually became a middle-aged scholar in his forties with the help of Yun Yuangong over the years.

Ding Qi then looked at Miao Yun'er who was sitting nearby, she was chatting warmly with the people of the Ding family who came here at this time. For her, who has long ceased to care about the affairs of the Qingyun faction, it is rare for her to show up in the main mountain of the Qingyun faction.

Although Miao Yun'er is already in her prime, she can't see her appearance at all, and she looks younger than Wei Zhuo.

But the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, Ding Qi can also see clearly.

Realizing that the two old friends had actually grown old, even on this festive day, Ding Qi could not hide his melancholy.

......

Eight years later, Ding Qi, Ding Xiang and Ding Yong are outside a lobby.

Not long ago, because of an extremely important business, even though he was old, Ding Yong had been negotiating business from thousands of miles away. But this time, because of an important matter at home, he directly left the business, regardless of his old age and decrepitude, and hurried to the Ding Mansion.

Now, he paced back and forth in the lobby restlessly.

The same goes for cloves.

After a cup of tea, a man dressed as a man walked out of the lobby.

"Doctor, how is my father's condition?" Ding Yong immediately walked over to the doctor and asked.

The old man just shook his head.

This made Ding Yong and Ding Xiang's expressions darken.

Ding Yong hurried to Rock City this time. It was because of the news that the old lady of the Ding family was seriously ill from the Ding Mansion.

Only Ding Qi was silent outside the lobby, quietly looking into the distance, as if he had already known the result.

Seven days later, Ding Qi quietly stayed in the mourning hall.

Now three days have passed since Ding's father passed away.

In the past few days, Ding Qi has been quietly guarding in front of the mourning hall.

"Uncle, you ....... ”

Tonight, Ding Yao, who was guarding in front of the mourning hall with Ding Qi, looked at Ding Qi with some surprise.

She saw. Even on the day of Ding's father's death, he never shed a single tear from beginning to end, this uncle, who has always been mysterious, shed tears from his eyes.

Ding Qi heard the words of Ding Yao, who was accompanying the vigil, and only then did he react to the situation on his body.

"Oh....... ”

Ding Qi stared blankly, and in his unconscious, the tears that continued to fall to the ground one after another, his heart was empty.

Meanwhile. When Ding Qi didn't feel it himself, he was tied to the cause and effect of the entire world, and with a drop of tears sliding down, the most important silk thread among them. Disappear.

His mind quietly emerged from the sea of rolling red dust.

Unconsciously, Ding Qi was far away from the Jindan realm. One step closer again.

Two years later, Ding's mother also died after a serious illness.

When Ding's father and mother died, they were both over 100 years old. It is a rare image of human Rui in the world.

Ding's father and mother are typical people who are difficult to leave their homeland, and after the Ding family settled in Yancheng, the two often returned to the small mountain village at the foot of Qixia Mountain.

There, there is a mansion of the Ding family.

Especially as the two of them get older, the days of living in the house of Zhangjiaao are increasing.

According to the last words of the two before they died, they were buried near Zhangjiaao, where the Ding family's ancestors had lived for generations, in the land of feng shui on Qixia Mountain.

On this day, Ding Qi finished the last bit of Ding's mother's death and came down from Qixia Mountain.

In the mountain road, Ding Qi looked at the Qixia Mountain with many memories of himself, and with the death of Ding's father and mother, Ding Qi finally faintly felt that the various ties between himself and this earthly world began to gradually break off.

"Here is ....... Looking at the familiar mountain terrain around him, Ding Qi was suddenly stunned.

Ding Qi stood in place for a long time before he said softly, "So it's here." ”

This is the woodland where Ding Qi buried the wolf king.

Ding Qi walked to the place where the wolf king was buried, the small mound of dirt had been smoothed out by the years, and he could no longer see any difference from the surroundings.

At the original mound, there was only one pitcher plant swaying in the wind. Next to it, there is a cluster of yellow-orange-orange berries.

At this time, just like the catastrophe of the return of the soul decades ago, but ten times more ferocious than that time, the past was quickly reflected in Ding Qi's heart.

However, this carelessness will make the immortal cultivator go mad and die, and in Ding Qi's state of mind that has been going deep into the world for decades, he can no longer hurt Ding Qi in the slightest.

A layer of transparent firelight burned on Ding Qi's body. Then under the slight wave of Ding Qi's sleeve, it quickly went out.

When he was a child, although Zhang Tao was stained with this pitcher plant, he immediately had a rash, but he liked to eat the associated yellow orange fruit. Ding Qi recalled his experiences in the mountains when he was a child, and whispered softly.

Then, he raised his head slightly and looked towards the center of Qixia Mountain.

This time, he soared into the air, flew into the depths of Qixia Mountain again, and landed on the edge of the underground palace that had collapsed at the beginning.

Although Tintzi was standing here again, it was no longer the same as before.

Ding Qi looked at the collapsed place of the dungeon overgrown with wild grass, and the mana on his body moved slightly, and then walked down.

As Ding Qi walked around, whether it was a small gravel or a huge rock several feet in size, they all actively avoided from Ding Qi's front, like a living thing.

This is a spell that Ding Qi practiced when he was stuck in the bottleneck of foundation building a few years ago.

This spell is rare, and it is not a spell that belongs to the five elements of yin and yang. It took a lot of time to transform mana into pure power, and Ding Qi cultivated it.

As Ding Qi went deeper and deeper into the collapsed dungeon, a stick of incense, Ding Qi walked out slowly from the depths of the dungeon again. In his hand, he carried a dry bone.

Then, together with the dry bone, he turned into a streamer of light and rushed to the sky.

Soon after, Ding Qi once again landed in a feng shui place in the mountains and forests.

Ding Qi carried the dry bones and looked ahead. Under the turn of Ding Qi's thoughts, a one-person deep grave appeared in front of Ding Qi.

Then, the dry bone carried by Ding Qi floated lightly and landed steadily in the pit in front of him.

"Brother Zhang, Feng Yuanzi's predecessor, I don't know if there is really an afterlife in this world, and there is really reincarnation. If this is the case, then whether the two of them have already existed in the world and are reincarnated as human beings? Ding Qi looked at the dry bone and sighed lightly.

The dry bones in front of Ding Qi were the bones of Zhang Tao, or Feng Yuanzi.

Back then, because of the assessment of the inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect, the respective fates of Ding Qi and Zhang Tao, the two mountain children, were completely changed. The two experienced various life encounters, Ding Qi became an immortal cultivator by chance, but Zhang Tao was robbed of his body by Feng Yuanzi.

Among them, their respective coincidences make people sigh.

In this Qixia Mountain Underground Palace, Ding Qi almost died at the hands of Feng Yuanzi, who took away Zhang Tao's body.

However, Ding Qi also knew that the reason why he was able to grow from a young man in a mountain village to a current immortal cultivator was thanks to the article he got by coincidence, the innate cultivation method left by Feng Yuanzi.

He even unexpectedly obtained the forty years of mana that had been sealed inside.

Fengyuanzi Yu Dingqi can be regarded as having the grace of half a teacher.

Since entering the realm of cultivating immortals, he has experienced all kinds of dangers, and many near-deaths have survived, which can be described as a catastrophe. Those things when I was a teenager eventually turned into a sad memory.

Then, a throw of loess floated in the air, burying the dry bones in front of Ding Qi's eyes.

When Ding Qi beckoned, there was a slight movement within a radius of several miles. A handful of Zhang Tao's favorite yellow orange fruit was placed in front of the nameless grave.

Looking at the nameless grave, Ding Qi recalled all kinds of worry-free times when he was young, and a faint smile gradually appeared on his face.

With this hint of laughter, whether it was with Zhang Tao or Feng Yuanzi back then, the past enmity between him and Feng Yuanzi completely disappeared in Ding Qi's heart under a gust of fresh wind in the forest.

"If there really is an afterlife, may one day we all be able to transcend heaven and earth and live forever. ”

Ding Qi thought about this for a lifetime in his heart, and his body was full of soul for a while, and his heart suddenly became transparent.

At the same time, Ding Qi's heart suddenly became empty and abnormal, and he entered a state that he had never experienced before. At the same time, without using any mana, a fiery red golden crow slowly appeared behind him. In the depths of Ding Qi's pupils, there was another pair of demonic pupils, which slowly opened.

In this demonic pupil, it seems to be wrapped in endless sun essence flames, rolling endlessly in it.

At the time of the primeval flood, the will that existed was revived from the demonic pupils. This will runs through heaven and earth, and has the meaning of shining in all directions and warming all things. At the same time, there is the will to burn everything and destroy everything.

As the pair of demonic pupils in Ding Qi's body completely opened, the golden crow behind Ding Qi seemed to come to life. It stretched out its wings, several feet long, and wrapped Ding Qi tightly.

Tintzy's body, as if sinking below the surface of the water, rippled in the flames.

As Ding Qi's body completely sank into Jin Crow's body.

The entire golden crow also immediately underwent drastic changes. A trace of extremely slender feathers grew out of the cracks in the flames. Although this slender feather was condensed from the flames, it was not in the slightest difference from the real thing.

Originally, Ding Qi cultivated the Wu Ling Gong, and the golden crow firebird that was condensed was clear, but now a spirit was constantly deriving from the flame golden crow. (To be continued......)