Chapter 1147: Shade Blocks Out the Sun, Towering Like a Canopy
Wuyun Sect, the top of the ninety-nine crater.
The back mountain.
There stands a tombstone here, but no words have been engraved on it, and a coffin has not been buried yet.
The mountain breeze is full of flowers.
This was the place that Frog Taoist and Bai Ling first took care of. It is beautiful, open, and suffocatingly quiet.
Beside the tombstone, candles are flickering.
Nangong Heling stood quietly beside the tombstone, looking at the coffin that had not yet been covered, and the skeleton that could no longer be identified. In a blink of an eye, the ruthless years separated countless people from the Yin and Yang.
They also completely embarked on two different immortal paths and different endings.
She had no expression on her face, just staring at the skeleton in the coffin quietly, as if staring at their past.
"With me here, you can at least find someone to talk to!"
Unconsciously, it seemed that a vague voice came through the years, quietly floating with the mountain breeze here, blowing across Heling's cheeks and her ears.
It was a prophecy. It seemed that after so many years, she really had no one to talk to or chat with.
The elder brothers had a heart for the world and a plan for eternity. They also had to take care of too many younger generations. Every word and action was closely watched by the powerful people of the Ten Thousand Races. The time when they could joke and talk freely was too far away.
He also had too many stories hidden in his heart. Now that she had grown up, she naturally could not bother him like she did when she was a child.
And the people around him, because of her special identity, had to be respectful, even the immortals were still the same. The Ten Thousand Races Tianjiao was willing to associate with her only because of her immortal strength.
For some reason, she missed Feng Jinyu and Mu Qingyao a little in these years, and she felt a little more relaxed in the Taoist Academy...
He Ling raised the corner of her mouth, and said softly with a gentle look: "I hope your spirits in heaven are well."
The mountain breeze blew gently.
She looked up at the sky, which was like a blue ocean, boundless. Her eyes were thoughtful, as if she was imagining something.
Tap tap...
A dark shadow came from afar. It was the big black bull. It raised its head and called: "Moo~~"
"Second brother." He Ling turned his head and spoke in a very clear voice.
There was a frog lying on the back of the big black bull, croaking non-stop, which probably meant: "Daoyou Black Bull, Dabai Ling is good..."
The Taoist Frog has never stopped being excited over the years. He was excited and happy from the bottom of his heart, and with some inexplicable loss, he placed all his hopes on the big black bull.
The big black bull ignored the Taoist Frog at this time, but smiled foolishly and came to see his sister.
He Ling looked gentle and said softly: "Second brother, he must be lonely walking alone these years, so I am here to accompany him."
Big Black Bull has walked to He Ling, and it nodded repeatedly, understanding.
Every year, Chen Xun also took it to guard Yao Yue's tomb, but every time he went there, the camellia flowers would suffer, just like in the past, when all the camellias planted by Yao Yue were plucked.
Even now, Chen Xun would never make tea for it to drink, and the wooden barrel was filled with health tea!
Do you really think that Ximen Black Bull can't taste it...
It just didn't say it.
However, the way the third sister guarded the tomb was somewhat similar to Chen Xun, and it was also the only evidence that his third sister seemed to be raised by Chen Xun. Who could see it normally? !
Even Taoist Frog shook his head suddenly a few years ago. If this human sister was raised by Chen Xun, it would jump off the top of the mountain. It's not like it hasn't seen how Qian Wuhen was raised.
That's miserable... You still don't know you're a second-generation immortal, right? !
Later.
As expected, Frog Taoist was forced to jump by Chen Xun. Before he jumped, all the disciples of the sect watched from all sides and pointed at the foot of the mountain, but the ancient sage didn't come. It was said that he was still breaking the formation and hadn't come out.
Finally, Frog Taoist's eyes were bloodshot, and after making an impassioned speech, he jumped and called himself the swan song of the five elements!
Since this incident, wherever Frog Taoist sat, he was nagging by many intelligence beasts, and he was miserable.
At this time.
Big Black Bull walked over and rubbed He Ling's face. They had never experienced anything, so they naturally understood it, and there was no need to explain anything in front of the second brother.
He Ling pursed his lips and nodded heavily.
She said, "Brother, after Jin Yu is buried, I will go to the main hall of the sect to take up my post."
Chen Xun said that Wuyun Sect still has no one who can take the lead, and each one is more unreliable than the other. His third sister has been out for many years and has read a lot of books. Now it is time for her to share the worries of this Taoist ancestor.
He plans to hand over the position of Wuyun Sect Master to Nangong Heling, and Liu Han and Shi Wujun as deputy sect masters.
Ji Zhao, this kid, will serve beside your Niu Zu. He has been a bit stupid since he was a child. He should stay with Niu Zu more to open his mind.
Hearing this, Ji Zhao was overjoyed. He was not good at managing things anyway, so it was better for him to stay with Niu Zu!
Beside the tombstone.
"Moo!" The big black bull snorted, nudged the soil with its horns, and silently did some trivial things for his third sister.
"Gua, sister He Ling!" Taoist Wa greeted her warmly, "I heard that the coffin of this young man was made by Chen Xun himself. The family behind him is very blessed, and there will definitely be good fortune and blessings passed down."
"Senior Wa." He Ling smiled warmly and saluted Taoist Wa.
This is an old subordinate of the eldest brother. He has learned from the second brother that his seniority is also frighteningly high.
The frog Taoist has been quite active in recent years. He laughed loudly and said, "Big sister, look at the crabapple tree on the grassland a hundred miles away. When Xiao Bailing and I planted it, it was not as tall as me. Now it has shaded the sun and is tall like a canopy."
Hearing this, He Ling turned her head and looked into the distance. The grassland had a wide view. There were no other spiritual trees. Only a crabapple tree swayed in the wind, which was quite peaceful.
The big black bull was still digging the soil. This tree was planted by Chen Xun.
The frog Taoist's eyes flashed with vicissitudes, and he said leisurely, "I asked Chen Xun why he planted this tree. This is not like his character."
He Ling blinked her eyes, and a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes. Her elder brother had never told her about this.
"Big sister, you don't know that there used to be a cemetery there, with large areas of nameless tombstones. The predecessor of this tree was them."
The frog Taoist looked much more serious, "Chen Xun said that this tree symbolizes tenacity and perseverance in his hometown. Even in the desolate and dead cemetery, the crabapple tree can take root and grow vigorously."
It said nothing more. This big sister He Ling had a bright look in her eyes. Naturally, she was much smarter than Xiao Bai Ling and could understand the meaning better.
Hearing this, He Ling looked into the distance with a deeper look.
The cemetery was originally dead and silent, but the growth of the crabapple tree brought vitality and vigor here.
Those once nameless tombstones, now under the protection of the crabapple tree, seem to have regained life and become a unique landscape on this grassland.
Life is never an end, a dead silence, but a continuation...
She smiled faintly when she thought of this. Her elder brother had seen too much along the way, but there are thousands of truths in the world. Who can really be so free and enlightened when it really hits you?
He Ling turned his head and smiled, "Thank you, Senior Frog, for your advice."
"Ah, it's a small matter, a small matter." Taoist Frog smiled and waved his palm, still holding the light dust grass in his mouth, as if to prove what Nangong Heling was thinking, but people in the world always seem to be like this.
Nangong Heling squatted down lightly and took out a bouquet of flowers from the storage ring. Although the bouquet of flowers has been slightly damaged with the erosion of time, it is still well preserved.
She carefully put it into the coffin and covered the face of the skeleton.
Inadvertently, the tightly clenched hands of the skeleton seemed to loosen. I don't know if it was blown by the mountain wind or moved by someone's heart, and loosened...
Quack?
The frog Taoist's pupils slightly opened, and he couldn't help but take a closer look at the skeleton.
He had seen too many people with extremely deep obsessions in that era, but he had not seen many in this peaceful and stable era of immortals. Feng Jinyu was the first one he had seen in this era.
"Good boy." A trace of respect appeared in the bottom of the frog Taoist's eyes. He still believed that such people were true immortals, and he didn't recognize the immortals of this era.
If the frog Taoist could meet Ji Kun, they could have a good chat, but time waits for no one.
It put its frog palm behind its back and slowly looked at the crabapple tree standing in the distance. It unconsciously revealed a sense of indifference to life and death.
That's right... The frog Taoist had experienced that era of great killing and buried countless old friends. It was really not afraid of death, let alone anyone. Even if Chen Xun became an immortal, it still didn't give him face.
At that time, there were shocking bad news every day, and its Taoist heart had long been numb.
As for why it thinks highly of Feng Jinyu, perhaps it is just because they are of the same kind, both have a strong obsession in their hearts and are determined to be friends.