Chapter 477 Ping An Passed Away, What Is the Cause and Effect?

If it weren't for Tianxie Ziyin, he might have died somewhere unknown, like countless monks who were killed, and disappeared without a trace.

Immortality, freedom, everything would be a dream.

Whenever he thought of the time he spent with Ziyin, he would always feel comfortable and relaxed.

In the Ziye Taoist Cave, after using the fifth Ziyin soul, Ziyin told him that he must return to the ancient sand sea, Zitian City within a hundred years.

Now twenty-six years have passed.

In his heart, he actually longed to return to Zitian City immediately.

But he wanted to advance to the real transformation realm and then return to Zitian City.

Because only by advancing to the real transformation realm, he would finally not be a burden to Ziyin, right?

Thinking of this, Yang Che couldn't help but smile slightly. The complicated state of mind that had been wanting to advance to the transformation realm suddenly became much calmer and clearer.

He has not yet fully fulfilled the blood covenant with Ziyin.

The three rare items that Ziyin needed, the purple jade, the nine-color fire lotus, and the hell phoenix feather, now only the nine-color fire lotus is missing.

The nine-color fire lotus rhizome that he moved into the fire pool in the magic stone space is also growing, but if it wants to mature, it will probably take hundreds of years at the current speed.

Although the fire pool is not weaker than the real extremely yang land, it is not an extremely yang land after all.

And there are a large number of fireflies devouring the flame energy, so it is naturally not so easy for the nine-color fire lotus to mature in it.

However, if you can find special spiritual liquid or a real extremely yang thing to cultivate, the speed of the nine-color fire lotus will naturally be much faster.

But whether it will be in time, Yang Che has no way to judge.

So Yang Che is unwilling to be an enemy of the prison gate, and there is another more important reason, which is to prepare to take advantage of the ten-star prison officer assessment and enter the Yinluo Tower again to see if there is anything in the sealed object that can help.

Even if there is no help, he can use the power of the prison gate to continue to inquire about the news of the "nine-color fire lotus".

But Yang Che did not hold much hope for this.

After all, according to Ziyin, the Nine-Colored Fire Lotus grows in the extremely yang land, and the Nine Nether Purgatory is cold and gloomy everywhere, so it is almost impossible for an extremely yang land to exist.

But nothing is absolute, no matter what, Yang Che is ready to find out carefully.

Sitting cross-legged under the ancient willow, Yang Che carefully thought about his next plan in his mind...

In the evening, Yang Che returned to Zixin Hall.

Tong Kang was still practicing.

Tong Ping'an, on the other hand, was trying to support himself and actually made a lot of scallion pancakes and hot soup.

"Uncle Yang, wait a moment, we can eat soon."

Tong Ping'an seemed to have regained his past optimism and was much more energetic.

After a while, the steaming scallion pancakes and hot soup were placed on the table in the backyard.

"Uncle Yang, Kang'er will have to cook for you from now on."

Tong Ping'an said, his nose was sore and he choked a little.

"Ping An, life and death are destiny. Strictly speaking, it is me who harmed you. If I hadn't come to Luoyou Village, you wouldn't have ended up like this."

"Uncle Yang, please don't say that. If you hadn't come to Luoyou Village, how could I have realized my wish to open an oil cake shop in Tuba Town? Besides, if I hadn't been branded as a miner, how could I have met Kang'er's mother? It would have been even more impossible for Kang'er to exist. I actually figured it out a long time ago. In this world, everything is linked together, and the cycle of cause and effect is endless. We are all in it, so who can escape? My life is coming to an end, but it is just the cause I planted myself."

Yang Che was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Tong Ping An to have such a profound understanding.

And Tong Ping An's words also made Yang Che continue to think about what cause and effect is?

At this moment, Tong Kang's voice suddenly rang:

"Dad, what did you say? Your life is coming to an end? What's going on?"

Tong Kang, who was only eight years old, was at a loss when he heard what his father had just said.

"Kang'er, since you've heard it, Dad won't hide it from you. Dad is seriously ill and even your Grandpa Yang can't cure him. He won't live for many days. Don't be sad."

"Dad..."

Tong Kang burst into tears and threw himself into Tong Ping'an's arms and cried.

But soon, Tong Kang suddenly said, "Dad, I can already cultivate immortality. I will definitely find a way to save you."

Yang Che heard this and immediately came over and put a hand on Tong Kang's shoulder.

He sensed that there was indeed a trace of extremely weak mana in Tong Kang's body.

This Tong Kang actually only cultivated for one day and produced mana in his body?

Yang Che was stunned.

But soon, he was extremely relieved because Tong Kang could cultivate and embark on the path of cultivating immortality.

"Tong Kang, your father has less than three months of life left. Stay with your father."

Yang Che said, and he had already planned in his heart that after burying Tong Ping'an in three months, he would rush to the prison gate to prepare for the ten-star prison officer assessment.

At this time, Tong Kang suddenly said, "Grandpa Yang, I want to go out with my dad to a big city like Black Peak City and take a good look."

Yang Che couldn't help but think of Tong Ping'an's longing for the prosperous world outside when he was a child.

So he nodded, summoned a general-level ancient blood corpse from the magic stone space, transformed it, and made it look like an ordinary person. He ordered this general-level ancient blood corpse to carry Tong Ping'an all the way and protect Tong Ping'an and his son.

…

Ping'an Oil Cake Shop closed down, and Zixin Hall was also half-closed.

Tong Ping'an and his son went to Black Peak City, and Yang Che used this time to refine several more array talismans.

The matter of completely becoming a mortal was getting more and more confusing.

Although Yang Che was a little anxious, he also understood the principle of "haste makes waste".

He even often wondered whether this method was suitable for him.

A month later, the weather was getting colder.

Yang Che entered the magic stone space, took out the Eight Flame Furnace, and then took out the "Thousand Beard Silver" and began to refine the "Flying Fire Needle".

...

More than a month passed.

Heavy snow fell in Cuba Town, and soon the streets turned into a white world.

On this day, three figures, one of whom was a tall man carrying another, walked into Cuba Town on the thick snow and came to Ping An Oil Cake Shop.

After a short stop, they walked next door and began to knock on the door of Zi Xin Tang.

The door creaked open.

"Uncle Yang."

"Grandpa Yang."

The familiar voices of the Tong family father and son.

Yang Che was a little surprised. He didn't expect Tong Ping An and Tong Kang to come back at this time.

Tong Kang patted a large wine jar in the arms of the ancient blood corpse next to him, and said to Yang Che:

"Grandpa Yang, my father insisted that he must come back to drink with you."

Yang Che quickly welcomed the two into the house and built a fire.

The three of them gathered around the fire.

Yang Che and Tong Ping'an drank, and Tong Kang helped them pour wine while telling anecdotes in Black Peak City.

After drinking for a while, Yang Che was not drunk at all.

Tong Ping'an said with a curled tongue: "Uncle Yang, if I can't come back to see you before I die, I will die with my eyes open."

Yang Che was stunned when he heard this, and immediately understood Tong Ping'an's intention.

Half a month later.

Tong Ping'an finally reached his deathbed.

He lay on the bed, without sadness, only attachment.

"Kang'er, listen to Grandpa Yang and practice well." Tong Ping'an held Tong Kang's hand and told him again and again.

Tong Kang burst into tears and kept nodding.

Tong Ping'an's voice became smaller and smaller, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Finally, his eyes stopped at Yang Che, and he suddenly choked up and said, "Uncle Yang, thank you. Although I, Tong Ping'an, have never seen my biological father in my life, you are my father..."

"Ping'an..."

Yang Che's nose was slightly sour.

Tong Ping'an's lonely arm slowly fell down, and he no longer breathed.