Chapter 446: Ancient Mirage Dream, Home Is No Longer There (Third Update, Please Give Me Monthly Votes and Recommendation Tickets)

The three of them were walking around in the city. Suddenly, the fifth brother met his enemies and had a big battle with them. Qinghe wanted to take action, but they were already far away.

By the time Qinghe arrived at the scene, the fifth senior brother had already died in the battle and died together with the enemy.

After returning to the sect, the master was furious and expelled Qinghe from the sect. Qinghe had no choice but to return home. Unexpectedly, there was a plague in the family some time ago. Only his father survived, and all the other brothers died of illness. All the countless family properties were left to his family. he.

From then on, Qinghe lived a happy life, eating and drinking whenever he wanted, marrying the daughter of a wealthy family, bringing in countless money, being as wealthy as a king, taking in countless concubines, and enjoying all the glory and wealth.

This year, the year was not good, thieves broke out all over the place, and four major bandits were responsible for causing harm to the mainland. The Qinghe family hired ten innate masters, thinking that they were invincible, but that night, the other party came to the door, and the bandit leader was an immortal cultivator. After building his foundation, he used his flying sword to kill all the ten warriors hired by Qinghe with a lot of money like chopping vegetables, and then killed them at the door.

All the money Qinghe had accumulated was robbed by others, and his wife, concubines, and children were humiliated in front of his eyes. Only then did he remember the sword skills he had learned back then and recited the flying sword spell, but he hadn't practiced it for many years. What kind of magic power did he still have? He was beheaded by the opponent, and finally died an untimely death.

The other party beheaded him and refined his soul into a demon. He ordered him to kill others every day, suffering the pain of refining his soul and wailing every night.

Qinghe has a daughter, whom he likes the most. Because of her beautiful appearance, she was kept by the bandit leader. She sings every night. The daughter flatters the bandit leader wantonly, uses her body to please the bandit leader, and wants to rescue her father. In the end, he secretly let him go, but he was discovered by the bandit leader, rewarded to the bandits, and tortured to death.

Qinghe was extremely angry and regretted that he had not learned the sword properly. At this time, a young hero descended from the sky and beheaded the bandit leader with a single sword stroke. In a blink of an eye, all the bandits were killed. The young hero turned around and saw that it was his own The seventh junior brother Yan returns.

Seeing the majestic appearance of his junior brother, seeing his own miserable state, and seeing his daughter's tragic death, Qinghe roared:

"I want to practice, I want to learn swordsmanship, and I want to become an immortal."

But it was too late, he had died, his junior brother left, he entered reincarnation, was reincarnated as a human being, and became a son of a wealthy family. His memory is immortal, and he keeps in mind the tragedy of his previous life. He trained hard when he was young, and finally went to Xuanyuan Sword Sect, thinking You need to start learning swordsmanship.

But in this life, I had no spiritual roots and could not cultivate immortality. Although I could only return home, I was miserable at home and died in depression.

In another life, he was reincarnated as the son of a county magistrate. In this life, he had spiritual roots, and the best spiritual roots. He was full of hope and went to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. However, the seventh junior brother was no longer around. He practiced hard in the outer sect for ten years, but in the end he achieved nothing. , was expelled from the gate, wandered around the world, became a casual cultivator, did not know the direction of the road, and struggled to seek enlightenment. In order to snatch a Dharma Judgment, he fought with others and was killed miserably.

In the blink of an eye, I was reincarnated again. I already despaired of cultivating immortals in my heart. I wanted to live a good life and work hard for half my life. However, a disaster came from the sky, the sky fell, and everything I had was turned into ashes.

In the next life, he was reincarnated into a cultivating family, which was very powerful. He became a member of the Netherworld Sect and had a smooth journey.

The master taught with painstaking efforts and finally refined the body of gods and demons. The master was overjoyed and showed a fierce look. It turned out that he taught his disciples in order to transform them into ghost puppets and transform them into the formation of gods and demons. In this way, they were refined into gods and demons, controlled by the master, and were born. It is better to die and suffer all kinds of torture. It is difficult to find the right path. I don’t know when I will be free.

Yu Zecheng looked at the illusion where the two junior brothers were, nodded continuously, and said:

"Okay, great, let's see if you are still willing to cultivate immortality this time? Do you still want to be a farmer?

Ancient Mirage, your illusion is getting stronger and stronger, and these things are interpreted as if they were real. "

The ancient mirage smiled and said:

"This is originally true. It is the real experience of some people, but I just brought it into it for them."

Yu Zecheng suddenly became speechless. Looking at these illusions and seeing the illusion of his junior brothers and their families reunited, Yu Zecheng's heart suddenly moved. He hadn't gone home for a long time. He originally just wanted to travel for a few years. Who knew that once the elixir was formed, it would be two years later? After more than ten years, it’s time to go back and see my mother.

Actions are worse than thoughts, so Yu Zecheng made clear arrangements for his two junior brothers, and immediately took off with his sword and flew towards his hometown. Although it was tens of thousands of miles away, it was not a problem for Yu Zecheng now.

Every time Yu Zecheng transforms into a sword dove, he immediately rushes into the sky four thousand feet high, wields his sword across the sky, flies like lightning, and can travel thousands of miles in an hour.

Using the sword dove, Yu Zecheng is equivalent to playing in the tide. You may be swallowed by the sword dove at any time. This is risking your life, but you can control such a terrifying and powerful force that makes you reluctant to give up. It is dangerous and dangerous. Exciting, Yu Zecheng gradually fell in love with this feeling.

The imperial envoy Jianjiu and Yu Zecheng traveled all night. After two days and two nights, they finally returned to Linhai City. They were timid about being close to home. This practice took a full twenty-four years. I don't know what happened to my mother.

Yu Zecheng slowly entered the city, came to the door of his home, and gently knocked on the door. Every time he came home, his mother was always the first to open the door, waiting for his return.

This time Yu Zecheng also expected his mother to open the door, and then said to himself:

"Back."

But this time, no one opened the door. Yu Zecheng knocked for a long time, but no one opened the door. Immediately, Yu Zecheng burst into tears. The meaning hidden between the lines of his sister's words was self-evident.

Yu Zecheng knocked several times, but still no one opened the door. He sat at the door and couldn't help crying. Mother, mother, the one who always supported him, the one who would never despise him, never hate him, and always support him, has already...

At this time, a convoy came slowly from a distance and stopped in front of the door. One of the noble ladies got off the car, looking elegant and noble, and everyone surrounded her like a star around the moon.

She saw Yu Zecheng crying in front of the door, and hurriedly took two steps and said:

"Brother, you are back, brother, you are finally back. I'm sorry, brother, I'm late today, sorry, sorry."

Yu Zecheng looked up and saw that the woman looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who she was.

The woman said:

"I am your sister-in-law. We had dinner together 24 years ago."

Yu Zecheng had a vague impression that she was a young woman, charming and beautiful, and her brother's favorite concubine. Now she is in her 40s and 50s and has become an old woman.

Yu Zecheng said:

"My mother, she...?"

The woman said:

"My mother-in-law passed away seven years ago. The weather was changeable that year, and the root of the disease left by my father-in-law when he died flared up. She felt uncomfortable in the morning and passed away with a smile at noon. My mother-in-law was 73 years old, which is considered a natural life. She is old and can't do anything. Please be sad, brother.

When my mother-in-law passed away, she asked us to have someone to look after the house, so that you would not be alone when you returned home and no one would open the door.

I have something to do today, so I came late. I'm sorry, brother, please don't be angry."

Yu Zecheng didn't say a word. It was difficult to suppress the endless pain in his heart. When his mother left, she missed him and was afraid that he would not be able to open the door when he returned. Suddenly, the past scenes kept appearing in front of him. His mother's every move, every smile, every frown, and her insistence on waiting for him here, never asked him to accompany her, but just silently supported him and waited for him. Yu Zecheng felt as if a knife was cutting his heart.

He suppressed his grief and said:

"Take me to the grave."

The woman said:

"Okay, big brother, come this way, I have sent someone to call the head of the family."

The two got on the carriage and walked out of the city together. Soon they arrived at the Yu family cemetery outside Linhai City.

In the cemetery, a majestic tomb stood there. His father's tomb was a tomb of clothes and hats. Yu Zecheng's parents were buried in it together.

Seeing the big tomb, the words on the stone tablet, and the carving of his mother, Yu Zecheng could not suppress the pain in his heart. He rushed over and hugged the stone tablet. He couldn't help but shed tears and cried hoarsely. The sound resounded through the world.

Although he had thought of this scene a long time ago, when this scene really appeared in front of Yu Zecheng, it was still so unacceptable. Yu Zecheng was immersed in grief, and the past events flowed in front of his eyes one by one, as if they happened yesterday, as if they happened in front of him.

Not knowing how long it had been, not knowing when his younger brother would arrive, Yu Zecheng slowly got up, looked at his younger brother, suddenly bowed, and said:

"Brother, you have worked hard these years, you have been filial to my mother, and you took care of her until her last moment. Thank you."

Yu Zegong helped his brother up and said:

"Mom is also my mother. She passed away peacefully without any suffering. I just miss you, my sister, and my father."

Yu Zegong looked at his brother, with mixed feelings in his heart. Forty-four years had passed in the blink of an eye. His brother was still the same as he was back then, still the handsome boy. Time had not left any mark on him at all.

And he was fifty-four years old in the blink of an eye. Although he was physically strong, he was already old. Perhaps in ten or twenty years, he would become a pile of dry bones and sleep in this grave, while his brother would still be so young and full of energy.

Suddenly, an indescribable feeling of jealousy spread throughout Yu Zegong's body, but in the blink of an eye, this jealousy was hidden in his heart. He had experienced countless things in his life, and he still knew what he should do.

As the head of the Yu family, he had fought for his whole life, and it was also a glorious life. This life was not spent in vain. At least he left behind fifteen concubines, twenty-one sons, seventeen women, a bunch of illegitimate children, and a whole family of descendants.

Yu Zegong was so crazy about having children because of a dream, that is, to let his descendants make up for his regret of not having spiritual roots and not being able to cultivate immortals. However, because of the catastrophe in Xiling that year, none of Yu Zegong's descendants had spiritual roots, and his ideal would never be realized.

Yu Zecheng took out two bottles of pills and handed them to his brother, saying:

"Give this medicine to my nephews, it can make them strong and live to eighty. This is the incense. If you have any problems that you can't solve, light it and I will come.

Brother, take care, brother is gone."

Yu Zecheng turned around and looked at his mother's grave, and said:

"Mom, I'm gone, I will come to see you in the future, your son will live well, live like a person, realize his ideals, and make you proud of me, mom, son is gone, take care."

After that, Yu Zecheng knelt down and bowed three times.

Then he stood up, glanced at his brother, nodded, and looked back at the distant Linhai City, and suddenly flew up on his sword, flew into the sky, and disappeared into the sky.

Burning incense to thank my mother for her kindness, we are all heartless people.

Goodbye to my mother, goodbye to my hometown, although this Linhai City is still the same as it was back then, but it is no longer my hometown.