The Qingyun Sect, which had been silent for three thousand years, regained its golden light on this day.
The brilliance of faith burst out from the Qingyun Sect and once again spread between heaven and earth.
At the same time, the believers of the Qingyun Sect in various parts of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands once again felt the blessing from the old immortal Qingyun.
The brilliance returns!
Faith is reborn!
The person who was looked forward to by countless people finally returned to the realm of nothingness.
Back to this place where countless legends once happened.
And he himself is also the most incredible legendary existence in this world of nothingness.
As for the Qingyun Sect in the Misty Realm, although there are only a thousand people left, it has once again ushered in the dawn of light after three thousand years of persistence.
The power of faith returns!
This made the only remaining disciples in this ethereal world feel the beauty and power they had never experienced before.
"Old Immortal Qingyun is finally back!"
Ye Qingyun is indeed back.
Together with Da Mao, under the expectation of countless people, he broke the entanglement with Li Ergou's fate and returned from nowhere.
All of this is the result of everyone's unremitting efforts.
For three thousand years, the people of Fuyun Mountain traveled around the world, unremittingly telling the world about Ye Qingyun's deeds.
Even though the hope was slim, I firmly grasped the only glimmer of hope.
Just as Ye Ziyun said, Ye Qingyun has saved sentient beings countless times, and this time it is time for sentient beings to repay Ye Qingyun.
Every drink and every peck is cause and effect.
No matter how small a creature is, it still has the value and meaning of its existence.
...
A deep valley, rarely visited.
The empty valley is full of orchids, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
It is really a wonderful place like a paradise.
But deep in the valley, there is a slightly shabby courtyard and an unattractive-looking bamboo house.
There are some flowers and plants growing in the courtyard, but they are well taken care of. They are well-proportioned and have a unique artistic conception.
A gray-haired man wearing a purple robe with a slightly stooped figure was sitting on a bamboo chair, looking at the flowers and plants in the courtyard with a calm expression.
There is a look of vicissitudes of life on his face. Although he is not senile, there is an indescribable feeling of twilight.
It seems that I have already given up on the worldly world and am indifferent to the impermanence of life and death.
He just sat there quietly, without any movement, and even his breathing was extremely weak.
It seems to have passed away quietly.
But as the sound of footsteps sounded, the man in purple robe and gray hair slowly raised his head and looked in the direction outside the valley.
I saw a figure in white walking slowly towards this place.
"I knew it."
Seeing this white-clothed figure, Ye Ziyun was not surprised at all, but instead showed a relieved smile.
"You will definitely come back."
Wherever he looked, the figure in white had already arrived outside the yard.
"This shabby place of yours...is far inferior to my Fuyun Mountain."
Familiar voice, familiar tone, and familiar look.
They are all proving the identity of the visitor.
Ye Qingyun!
He found the place where Ye Ziyun lived in seclusion. His leisurely and contented look was like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years came to visit.
But this opening has the familiar smell of Ye Qingyun.
“Fuyunshan is really good.”
Ye Ziyun looked at Ye Qingyun who was gradually approaching and said in complicated words.
"No matter how many things have happened, your Fuyun Mountain will still be Fuyun Mountain after all. Only that place remains unchanged."
"What a wonderful place, but it's a pity that this is the only one in the world."
There seemed to be envy in his words.
Ye Ziyun was indeed envious. If he didn't envy Fuyun Mountain, how could he have built such a small courtyard in this valley.
Although it is simple, it still somewhat imitates Fuyun Mountain.
Ye Qingyun came to the front and looked at Ye Ziyun calmly with a somewhat emotional expression.
He knew very well that Ye Ziyun became like this just to help him completely defeat Li Ergou.
If not for such a price, how could that guy Li Ergou be allowed to die forever?
"Since you are alive, then Li Ergou shouldn't be resurrected too, right?"
Ye Ziyun obviously took this into consideration and immediately asked.
Ye Qingyun was silent for a moment, then shook his head.
"He's different from me."
"The power of destiny's laws was somehow broken by the power of faith."
"But it was almost, he was about to come back with me."
As soon as these words came out, Ye Ziyun was startled.
"Then why didn't Li Ergou resurrect with you?"
Ye Qingyun smiled faintly.
"Because there are many people who want me to come back, but no one... wants him to come back."
Ye Ziyun suddenly realized it and also showed a smile.
yes.
Ye Qingyun was able to come back because of the continuous running of the people in Fuyun Mountain and the huge power of faith of all living beings to break the fate of life and death, allowing Ye Qingyun to return successfully with the huge faith.
In other words, everyone is expecting Ye Qingyun to come back so that he can truly return to the realm of nothingness.
As for Li Ergou... No matter in the realm of nothingness or the ethereal realm, no one wants him to come back.
Especially in the Misty Realm, most of the creatures there no longer remember the existence of Li Ergou.
There are very few strong people who have lived for a long time. Although they still remember Li Ergou, they also wish that he would disappear forever.
Don't fucking show up again.
One that everyone looks forward to, one that everyone despises.
Naturally, one can come back and the other can never come back.
In the final analysis, it was also Li Ergou's own fault.
Although he and Ye Qingyun are mirror images, they are still two completely different people after all, and they have also created completely different results.
Ye Ziyun looked at the white robe that Ye Qingyun was wearing and smiled softly.
"Actually, I think it would be more appropriate for you to wear a green robe."
"Ahem, it's good to change your style. Even if you always wear the same clothes, you need something new."
The two of them sat opposite each other and chatted casually, really like old friends they hadn't seen for many years.
No one can see how opposite they once were.
But in the end everything passed.
The entanglements of the past are like the clouds and mists in the sky that disperse in an instant, revealing a clear and vast sky.
Things change and life is impermanent.
But the sun still rises every day.
"By the way, I brought you a gift."
Ye Qingyun raised his hand and saw a small white dog appearing in his hand.
It looked like it was only four or five months old. It was plump and huddled up, with a pair of round eyes looking around innocently and curiously, and it also made a humming sound.
"I picked it up on the way here. You are alone here and have no company, so I gave it to you."
Ye Qingyun handed the little white dog to Ye Ziyun.
The latter took the little white dog and looked at the little guy rubbing it in his arms, his expression was stunned for a moment.
When he looked up again, Ye Qingyun had already turned around and left.
Ye Ziyun gently stroked the little white dog in her arms, her weathered face full of tenderness.
"From now on, you will live here with me."
"Just call you... Goudan."
Little white dog: "???"
Is this name serious?
Can't you give me a name that's a little more classy?
Bad guy you really suck.
But Goudan is Goudan.
Who asked me to be a master like you?
...
Yaochi Wonderland.
The Queen Mother of the West and Yue Xia are both present here.
Both women were worried and embarrassed, but also vaguely hopeful.
Just now, Ye Qingyun's voice sounded in their ears, saying that he would come to Yaochi Wonderland to visit them.
This is naturally a great joy for the two girls.
Especially Yue Mixia, after she could not find any trace of Ye Qingyun's existence in the long river of time, she, like everyone else, traveled around the world to spread the word about Ye Qingyun's deeds to all living beings.
As for the Queen Mother of the West, she was affected by the Law of Rebellion before, but she was also the one who woke up from it the fastest.
After all, he is the top expert in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and his own heritage is still there. With the efforts of everyone in Fuyun Mountain, he can naturally wake up.
When Ye Qingyun's figure came to Yaochi Wonderland, the moon was singing and the Queen Mother of the West came forward, all with excitement and joy.
Ye Qingyun looked at the two of them with a smile on his face.
Take the initiative to reach out and hug her gently.
"Sir, you are finally back."
"Lord Qingyun, I have been waiting for you."
The two women's voices sounded almost at the same time, and Ye Qingyun naturally understood their thoughts.
"The three of us can have fun playing happily from now on."
The sound of water entering was heard.
Ye Qingyun took the two girls into Yaochi together.
Have fun playing in the water.
...
At the foot of Fuyun Mountain.
In the Shaolin Temple, Huikong was wearing a cassock, with a peaceful and compassionate face, sitting cross-legged in front of the monks.
Give lectures to the monks.
"The Holy Son once said that the Buddhists are compassionate, but they cannot practice it with their own bodies and talk about Buddhism in vain. This is false cultivation..."
"The Holy Son once said that the world is confused, but Buddhism guides people to do good, and it should not be forced on the world."
"The Holy Son once said that there is no difference between saving people in one lifetime and saving one person in one lifetime. They are all equal."
"The Holy Son once said..."
What he said was a lecture on the sutras, but Huikong almost never strayed from the Holy Son.
But for some reason, when the monks below heard the word "Holy Son", they felt that the scriptures taught by Huikong were very reliable.
It seems that if you don't add the prefix "Holy Son", it won't have that flavor.
After preaching for a long time, Huikong's expression gradually became a little dazed.
It seems to recall a certain situation many years ago.
He came from Buddhism in the West and searched for the rumored Buddhist saint according to Buddhist prophecies.
Met Ye Qingyun at the foot of Fuyun Mountain.
Being deceived by Ye Qingyun's few words, he has since embarked on a "path of no return".
There have been some ups and downs along the way, and it has been so many years since I looked back.
Huikong couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart and looked outside the Main Hall.
He had already seen the lazy figure leaning against the palace door, and the equally lazy big yellow dog.
"Huikong, Huikong, it's been so many years, how can you still claim the Holy Son?"
"After all, I have become a high-ranking monk, so I have to have my own opinions."
That familiar voice entered the Buddhist temple, making Huikong feel extremely at ease.
"Amitabha, the words of the Holy Son are the true words of Buddhism."
"The little monk has always kept it in his mind since then."
"The Holy Son's years of teaching to the young monk are not in vain."
Ye Qingyun rolled his eyes.
"Okay, then you can talk nicely and I'll run away first."
"Congratulations to the Holy Son."
...
On the mountainside of Fuyun Mountain.
A middle-aged man wearing brocade clothes and an ordinary face walked slowly up the mountain road, carrying two ducks in his hand.
With a jug of wine.
This middle-aged man is none other than Huang Fusheng, the longest living mortal under the mountain.
After Ye Qingyun disappeared, Huang Fusheng visited the mountain every year, hoping to see his old friend.
It’s just that I’ve never seen it.
This is still the case this year.
Huang Fusheng didn't know when he would be able to see Ye Qingyun. Although he didn't know how long he could live, if he could see Ye Qingyun before he died, he would have no regrets.
Huang Fusheng has walked along this extremely familiar mountain road countless times.
He is also extremely familiar with everything in Fuyun Mountain.
Even the big black dog guarding the mountain gate had become very familiar with him and would wag its tail when Huang Fusheng arrived.
"Brother Huang, you still look good after so many years."
A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind me.
Huang Fusheng's body trembled, he slowly turned around and saw that familiar figure standing not far behind him.
He held his hands behind his back, took the dog with him, and looked at himself happily.
It's the same as it was many years ago.
Time seems to have never passed and everything seems like yesterday.
Huang Fusheng's eyes were moist, but he quickly calmed down and wiped his eyes with his sleeves.
"Brother Ye, you are finally back."
"Yes, after wandering around, I still feel that my hometown is the best. I feel at ease when I come back."
The two are old friends who have known each other for many years. Ever since Huang Fusheng's father Huang Laohan, Ye Qingyun has formed a deep friendship with the Huang family.
Although Huang Fusheng is a mortal, he is also a witness who has watched Ye Qingyun reach today.
He may be the only mortal among all Ye Qingyun's old friends who has lived for such a long time.
Ye Qingyun's life was magnificent, like an unimaginable ancient myth.
Although Huang Fusheng's life was long, it was uneventful and did not have many twists and turns.
Two people who were supposed to have nothing in common were now sitting on the ground together in the mountains, tearing ducks apart and drinking nectar together.
Da Mao was lying on the side with a fat duck leg stuffed in his mouth.
The dog's ears twitched, listening to its owner chatting and laughing with Huang Fusheng.
There is no lofty talk, and there is no hypocrisy.
The conversation was all about trivial matters in the world and the past that he had experienced back then.
Each section, each scene, seems to have happened not long ago.
I remember it vividly.
The two ducks finished eating quickly, and the bottle of wine was already finished.
Huang Fusheng sat on the ground, with a drunken smile on his face, and looked at Ye Qingyun in a daze.
"Brother Ye, how long can I live?"
Ye Qingyun was also drunk, and it seemed that he deliberately did not let himself get rid of the drunkenness.
"You can live as long as you want. If you have a good attitude, you will live longer."
"Hahahahaha!"
Huang Fusheng laughed, but also shook his head.
"That's almost it. I'm already an old monster. I'd better close my eyes when it's time to close them."
"I have experienced everything I have to experience in this life, and I have no regrets."
Ye Qingyun didn't say anything to persuade him, but his mood was also emotional and complicated.
Huang Fusheng touched the head of the big-haired dog next to him. The big-haired dog grunted, as if he was dissatisfied with the fact that Huang Fusheng wiped the grease from his hand on his dog's head.
"Brother Ye, feel free to do whatever you want. I'm a little sleepy, so I'll just take a nap on this mountain road."
"When I wake up, I can go down the mountain by myself."
Ye Qingyun nodded.
"good."
Huang Fusheng was satisfied and fell asleep leaning on the stone nearby.
Ye Qingyun stared at this mortal friend he had known for many years, patted the big-haired dog's head, and then stood up.
"Da Mao, let's go."
"Woof woof!"
(Complete the book)
ps: The end of the story also means a new beginning. In the direction where the petals are floating, you and I will eventually meet again. This book also has to say goodbye to all the old and new friends. It took me a long time to write it, too.
It is the longest book I have ever written, and it feels really wonderful. When I typed the last few words, I felt mixed and emotional. I felt empty in my heart, as if I had lost something all of a sudden.
I didn't expect this book to be so long from the beginning, and I had the idea of finishing it, but I ended up writing it now. Naturally, the process is not perfect, and many places are disappointing. I will also review it myself, and I will take a beating.
Standing upright and receiving criticism, I just hope that these issues can be improved next time.
The story of Ye Qingyun is here to say goodbye to everyone. In fact, throughout the whole book, I just want everyone to read it happily. It is enough for brothers and sisters to laugh after reading it.
If life brings a little fun, this book will be worth it.
I hereby hope that all readers who have read this book, whether life is smooth sailing or the road is long and difficult, will take good care of themselves. Their own happiness is true happiness, and everyone should live a happy life.
There is no need for meaning in life, let alone the opinions of others, just enjoy life to the best of your ability.
It’s a long way to the end of the world, see you again!