After staying at Mo's house for ten days, Feng Yu and the others finally left Mo Xin and Mo Yan's house.【】
In these ten days, Feng Yu and Ling Long used the heaven-defying power of the Heavenly Lord to seize the fortunes of heaven and earth, cleanse the marrow and cut the bones of Mo Xin and Mo Yan, allowing their decaying bodies to bloom with vitality again.
Feng Yu did not rush to raise their level, but chose to do his best to help them strengthen their roots and extend their lifespans for thousands of years.
The world-destroying catastrophe occurred. Although it brought disaster to the human world, the safest place was the human world. Evil spirits were born before, and most of them were killed by Linglong. In order to cope with the catastrophe, the three realms of the human world gathered together unprecedentedly. Although I dare not say that it was
They are monolithic, but they are really united on the surface. Any conflicts will not be forgiven by the three leaders, so it is best not to ascend if you can, so as not to be involved in the disputes in the upper world.
After that, Feng Yu and the others came to the Godsgiven Dynasty and visited Murong Zhenguo. They hadn’t seen each other for decades. Murong Zhenguo was slightly hunched over, but his energy was still strong and he didn’t even have many white hairs. This was all thanks to Feng Yu’s replacement last time.
He combed the meridians.
It was also ten days, and the treasures of heaven and earth were used to extend the life of Murong Zhenguo and Zhusheng. Murong Zhenguo knew that Xueer's return was far away, so he was naturally reluctant to part with it, but he knew that he could not stop it. He could only
Neng repeatedly told Feng Yu to take good care of his most beloved daughter.
On their way back to Wangchen, Feng Yu and the others happened to pass by Phoenix Blood City. Feng Yu changed his mind and went to the old Luofu site, which had long been razed to the ground, overgrown with weeds and in a mess.
Feng Yu found Wu Tian's grave based on his memory. Fortunately, Wu Tian's grave was not in Luofu, so he could avoid the disaster. Feng Yu stood solemnly in front of the tomb all night, and finally sprinkled a piece of loess on the grave.
He bowed deeply towards the half-broken tombstone and then left sadly.
With Feng Yu's current status, he could have moved Wu Tian's ashes to the beautiful scenery and feng shui dragon veins, but he did not do so. He knew Wu Tian better than anyone else and had devoted his whole life to Luo Jia, burying his bones.
This is the best destination for Wu Tian, not to mention the long road to hell. For the deceased, whether the tomb is gorgeous or not makes no difference at all.
There are still ten days left before the Yuan Festival, ten days, but it will pass in the blink of an eye. Feng Yu has been looking forward to flying for a long time, but as the day gets closer, Feng Yu feels a little confused. He is not afraid, not
Worry is just an uncomfortable feeling that is almost an illusion.
"Feng Yu."
"Sect Master, you're here." Although Shui Wuhen corrected Feng Yu's call more than once, Feng Yu seemed to be used to it and couldn't change it at all. In the end, Shui Wuhen gave up first.
"Feng Yu, today your master is cooking in person to bid you farewell. Let me inform you first."
"Master, can you cook?"
No matter how hard he scratched his head, Feng Yu found it difficult to connect the sometimes slovenly and sometimes fairy-like wine fairy with the cook in the kitchen who dealt with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.
"Unexpectedly, all drinkers who are addicted to fine wine have one or two special dishes. After all, there are wine but no food at certain times. For them, it is a waste of rare wine. As for Bai Lao, a stingy man, he actually hid a few
Ten jars of thousand-year-old wine, this time for you, your master gave him a hard blow, and he may still be feeling distressed at this moment."
Shui Wuhen said with a smile, but Feng Yu could tell that there was an intractable melancholy between his brows.
"Sect Master, we leave this time. I don't know when we will meet again. The burden of protecting Wangchen will fall back on your shoulders."
"Don't say such depressing words. Feng Yu has known you since the first time we met. Your stage and world are far wider than what the world has seen. The myth you created will become
It is estimated that no one can surpass this new epic in the human world. I believe that the battlefield of the upper three realms cannot help you either. I look forward to the day when you become the Supreme of the Five Realms."
"metropolitan."
Shui Wuhen patted Feng Yu on the shoulder and left Feng Yu's room silently. He was afraid that he would cry in front of Feng Yu. What he was most proud of in his life was not ascending to the position of the leader of Wangchen Sect, nor cultivating two
The proud son of heaven.
Digging out the dusty pearl of Feng Yu and witnessing it rising slowly and slowly returning to the sky, becoming the most dazzling bright sun in the world that dims the stars, is his capital worth showing off forever.
Those attending the banquet that night were all people close to Feng Yu in the Wangchen Sect, Jiu Xianzi, Bai Lao, Wu He, Xue Daozi, Taoist Xian Lei, and Shui Wuhen and his son.
There is no status gap, no cumbersome rules, everyone exchanges wine during the banquet, bottles of wine are opened one after another, and everyone can talk freely.
Feng Yu left the worries of flying behind and drank and had fun. A group of people yelled like madmen. The noise stopped unconsciously until everyone staggered to sleep.