Part 7 Chapter 999 Unlimited Melancholy Waiting for the Next Life (Part 7 End)

Facing such a Dharma Venerable, everyone didn't know what to say for a while.

Fa Zun looked at the Nine Tribulation Sword with incomparable attachment, stretched out his hand, and lightly stroked the sharp edge of the sword outside his chest, his face was full of satisfaction and sadness, his voice was trembling, and he sighed tremblingly. Said: "Brother...brother~brother~~brother..."

His voice was so affectionate, nostalgic, so sour, drops of tears fell down, and some tears happened to fall on the blade of the Nine Tribulations Sword, and flowed along the blade into his chest. chapter.

Fa Zun opened his mouth wide, exhaled lightly as if he was suffocating, and finally said tremblingly: "I'm leaving soon, and we will see each other indefinitely... Sword Master Chu, don't forget your promise, promise to me."

Chu Yang felt sour, and said, "I will never forget it; the fifth melancholy, the fifth in the past nine calamities, you are destined to remain in the annals of history forever; in the hearts of your brothers, you will only be the fifth melancholy back then! There will never be Any change! The ones that cause harm to the world are only the seeds of the heavenly demon, the Dharma Venerable..."

Fifth's melancholy pupils dilated a little at the moment, and he seemed to ask unconsciously, "Really? Really?"

Then, a childlike innocent smile appeared on his face, and he murmured: "If that's the case, how happy I am..."

He fell silent suddenly.

After a long time, he slowly murmured in a low voice: "Life and death are but nothing, and brothers still care about love in the end; I hate that I have no power of reincarnation..."

He seemed to want to write a poem, a poem on his deathbed, but his voice was getting lower and lower.

Chu Yang leaned his ears to hear what he said at the end, but the Venerable Fa Zun was completely out of breath, his eyes were full of longing, his face was full of regret, his fingers were still fondly touching the Nine Tribulations Sword on, but the whole person has become dead silent.

he died.

"...Unlimited melancholy waiting for the next life!" Chu Yang sighed softly, and continued the last line of the poem for him.

Or the fifth melancholy doesn't think so, but this sentence. It was Chu Yang's blessing to him.

For this one who subverted the world and destroyed the world. A generation of heroes who are infinitely melancholy, regrettable and miserable... sincere blessings!

Chu Yang tried hard to draw out the Nine Tribulations Sword; but at this moment, the whole body of Fa Zun suddenly dissipated and turned into dots of light, starting from his hands, feet and limbs,

Gradually turned into nothingness.

The nostalgia in his eyes, the regret on his face. They finally turned into dots of light, slowly flying in the air, and then extinguished one by one, and finally disappeared between the entire world.

Between the heaven and the earth, where the Dharma Venerable originally stood, only the Nine Tribulations Sword with a bright purple aura remained. The blade of the sword is as bright as water. Quietly flickering in the air.

Then, Nine Tribulations Sword suddenly emitted an extremely strong and huge suction force, like a long whale absorbing water, instantly sucking the surrounding magic mist into Nine Tribulations Sword, bit by bit.

Between the heaven and the earth, the dawn reappeared, but within a moment, the demon atmosphere disappeared. Completely restored to the blue sky.

The sky is bright. There are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, a scene of peace.

Chu Yang and Mo Tianji looked at the void in front of them with some regret. At the same time, he sighed softly.

Then, the brothers counted one by one, and they couldn't help but sigh softly.

The fifth melancholy has gone. But the sense of melancholy between heaven and earth lingered for a long time.

"In life, you really can't take a wrong step. If you make a mistake, you will regret it forever. It's been thousands of years since you want to look back... Don't make a wrong step..." Mo Tianji sighed deeply.

With a sigh, it drifted into the void and curled away.

...

The people below had already waited eagerly, looking at the sky eagerly, their necks sore.

Finally, there were figures fluttering in the air, and a figure flashed out.

It was Chu Yang and the others.

The people below were relieved to see that there were quite a few Chu Yang and the others in good health. Their hearts were finally settled in their stomachs, and they cheered instantly.

As soon as Chu Yang landed, Fengyue and others surrounded him: "Where's the Dharma Venerable? Didn't he escape?"

"Dead." Chu Yang sighed, and said, "Both body and spirit are destroyed, and I died under the Nine Tribulations Sword..."

"Hey..." Fengyue and Fengyue had both joy and melancholy on their faces, and said softly, "Death...that's fine, it can be regarded as his relief..."

Mo Tianji solemnly said: "The Dharma Venerable is the Dharma Venerable, not anyone else... Please remember this point."

Wu Juecheng Ling Muyang and the others nodded deeply.

Obviously, Wan's rich experience made everyone understand the meaning of Mo Tianji's words.

The merits and demerits of Fa Zun's life can no longer be commented on now. Now that a person's death is like a lamp being extinguished, everything will return to nothingness.

Chu Le'er came over with Tie Yang in her arms: "Brother."

As soon as Chu Yang turned around, he jumped in fright: "Why is this kid here? Who brought him here, isn't this just nonsense?"

The little guy put one finger into his little mouth and bit it. He looked like I was a cute baby, looked at Chu Yang timidly, and called out in a childish voice, "Daddy..."

Chu Yang shuddered, and suddenly grabbed his son and hugged him in his arms, asking, "How did you get here? Where's your mother? Is she okay?"

The little guy blinked mischievously: "Mother is okay, I came here secretly this time, mother didn't know I came out..."

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the buttocks: "You little bastard, didn't you kill your mother? How dare you do this..."

Chu Yang was extremely angry.

She slapped her but felt distressed. Just as she was about to comfort her, Feng Yurou snatched her away with a raised eyebrow, and said angrily, "Why do you beat your child? Are you still a father? There are no serious or serious underlings. You bastard!"

Chu Yang was stunned. He had been taught a lesson, reprimanded, and turned into a bastard!

Looking at Feng Yurou, she couldn't help scratching her head: Is this my son or your son? Why are you more concerned than me? Do you have a copper coin relationship? What is this called?

"Daddy, I came out this time to discuss something with you, a very important thing." The little guy waved his chubby little hand, and defended himself very righteously.

Chu Yang snorted: "You little brat knows nothing! You actually want to discuss something with me, something important, do you know what is important..."

On one side, Mo Qingwu in red looked at Tie Yang with complicated eyes, and said softly, "Chu Yang, is this really your son?"

The matter of iron mending the sky. Mo Qingwu knew about it a long time ago.

The twists and turns of this thing. Mo Qingwu had also understood it in detail; but at the moment when she saw Tie Yang, Mo Qingwu still felt very complicated.

Mo Qingwu naturally likes the child's vivaciousness and tenderness from the bottom of his heart, but he feels somewhat uncomfortable about the subtle relationship between them.

Chu Yang scratched his head. Qingqing knew that the real trouble was coming, so she leaned over to explain, but saw the little guy sticking out his head to look at Mo Qingwu spookily, and said, "Daddy, is this Qingwu's mother that mother often says I'm most sorry for?"

Chu Yang was startled, but saw that Mo Qingwu's face was already full of light.

Little Tieyang's one sentence is better than a certain Hades' ten sentences. After saying a hundred sentences, the sentence "Mother always said I'm most sorry for Qingwu's mother" immediately counteracted all the obstacles in Mo Qingwu's heart. She leaned forward and asked a little nervously: "Your mother...is it true? That's what you said?"

The little guy nodded vigorously, with a pure and innocent expression: "Mom Qingwu, you are so beautiful, you look so kind. You are so gentle and considerate. How can I have such a beautiful mother? I am so happy... "

Mo Qingwu fainted in an instant, and felt even more inexplicably joyful, clapping her hands and saying: "Then... the baby can be hugged by Qingwu's mother?"

Ignoring Chu Le'er's efforts to stop him, the little guy couldn't wait to stretch out his hand: "Wow, I like to be hugged by the kind and gentle mother Qingwu..."

"So cute, what's your name?"

"Mother calls me Xiaoyang."

"Xiaoyang, um, what a nice name."

"Mother Qingwu, do you have a particularly good relationship with my mother?"

"what?"

"I keep hearing from my mom that you'll be the best and best of his life..."

"Really?"

"Of course, I never lie..."

"Well, your mother is also a good person..."

"Qingwu's mother is a good person..."

"Well, we are all good people..."

...

Seeing Mo Qingwu playing in circles with the child in her arms, the older and the younger laughing innocently and joyfully from time to time, Chu Yang's eyes turned into bells, bulging almost protruding from their sockets.

As for Gu Duxing and others, they stared even more. You and I look at each other.

The problem that Chu Yang was most worried about before was completely resolved with just a few words from his son, and it was solved without any trace; the whole process was so natural, so harmonious, and so logical. Moreover, it also laid a very solid foundation for the future relationship between Mo Qingwu and Tie Butian.

In Mo Qingwu's eyes, such a young child naturally wouldn't lie, and he wouldn't lie... Generally, a child this big can't speak clearly, lie? how is this possible?

So Mo Qingwu took it for granted.

But even if Mo Qingwu integrated all the wisdom of the past and present, she would never have imagined that the little guy she was holding was really a big freak.

Of course, the reason why it is so easy still requires several prerequisites. First, Mo Qingwu loves Chu Yang deeply; second, Chu Yang never hides anything, and is very honest in everything; Tian had long accepted Mo Qingwu's existence. Fourth, the memory of Mo Qingwu's previous life has been revived. Although the memory of this life is still dominant, the rationality and habitual obedience of the previous life still exist in Chu Yang's subconscious.

These conditions are indeed indispensable, without any one of them, it is difficult to achieve the immediate result.

Even Mo Tianji, who was supposed to have the biggest opinion, was touching his chin at this moment, not knowing what to say, but just kept shaking his head: "Chu Yang, I said that your son is really too smart...Monster... Monster."

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Thank you brothers and sisters who have followed all the way to the present!

thank you.

Today is the birthday of the leader "Pegasus Meteor Foot", let us wish him a happy birthday!

Tianma Meteor Foot, a very respectable uncle, as long as he appears in the group, the first sentence must be his expression! The first expression must be facial paralysis!

That's why it's called the "Pegasus with Facial Paralysis". I hope everyone will wish Facial Paralyzed Tianma a happy birthday together. (to be continued...)