Chapter 999: Infinite melancholy waiting for the next life (the end of the seventh part)
Facing such Dharma Master, everyone didn't know what to say for a moment.
The Dharma Master looked at the Nine Tribulations Sword with great nostalgia, stretched out his hand, and gently touched the sharp edge of the sword outside his chest. His face was full of satisfaction and sadness, and his voice was trembling, and he let out a long and trembling sigh that made his heart palpitate.
Said: "Brother...brother~brother~~brother..."
His voice was so affectionate, so nostalgic, so sour, and tears fell down drop by drop. Some of the tears happened to fall on the blade of the Nine Tribulations Sword, flowing along the blade and into his chest.
The Venerable Master opened his mouth wide, exhaled gently as if he was suffocating, and finally said tremblingly: "I will leave soon, and I will never see you again...Sword Master Chu, don't forget your promise, your promise to me."
Chu Yang felt sour in his heart and said: "I will never forget it; the fifth melancholy, once the fifth among the nine calamities, you are destined to stay in history forever; in the hearts of your brothers, you will only be the fifth melancholy back then! There will never be any
Any changes! Those who cause harm to the world are just the demon seeds and the Dharma Lord..."
Fifth Melancholy's pupils were slightly dilated at this moment, and he seemed to ask unconsciously: "Really? Really?"
Then, an innocent smile like a child appeared on his face, and he murmured: "If this is true, how happy I would be..."
He suddenly became quiet.
For a long time, he slowly murmured: "Life and death are just in vain, brothers are still friends in the end; hate me for not having the power of reincarnation..."
He seemed to want to write a poem, a poem to be written before his death, but his voice became lower and lower.
Chu Yang raised his ear to hear clearly what he said at the end, but the Master had completely lost his breath. His eyes were full of longing, and his face was filled with regret. His fingers were still caressing the Nine Tribulations Sword with nostalgia.
But the whole person has become dead silent.
He is dead.
"...I am looking forward to the next life with infinite melancholy!" Chu Yang sighed softly and continued the last line of the poem for him.
Maybe Fifth Melancholy didn't think so, but this sentence was Chu Yang's blessing to him.
My sincere blessings to this generation of heroes who subverted the world and destroyed the world, but who also felt infinite melancholy, regret and misery...
Chu Yang exerted force on his hand, trying to pull out the Nine Tribulations Sword; but at this moment, the entire body of the Master's motionless body suddenly dissipated and turned into dots of light, starting from his hands, feet, and limbs.
Gradually it faded into nothingness.
The attachment in his eyes and the regret on his face finally turned into specks of light, slowly flying in the air, then extinguished one by one, and finally disappeared into the entire world.
Between heaven and earth, where the Dharma Master originally stood, there was only the Nine Tribulations Sword with purple energy left. The sword's body was as bright as water and flickered quietly in the air.
Then, the Nine Tribulations Sword suddenly emitted an extremely strong and huge suction force, just like a long whale sucking water, instantly sucking the surrounding magic mist into the Nine Tribulations Sword, every bit of it.
Between heaven and earth, the light of dawn reappears, but within a moment, the demonic atmosphere disappears, and the sky and white sun completely return to the sky.
The sky is bright and bright. The mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and there is a peaceful scene.
Chu Yang and Mo Tianji looked at the void in front of them with some sadness. At the same time, they sighed softly.
Then, one by one of the brothers, they couldn't help but let out a long and gentle sigh.
The fifth melancholy has gone. But the feeling of melancholy between heaven and earth remains for a long time.
"In life, you really can't make a wrong step. One wrong step will lead to eternal regret. It has been thousands of years since you wanted to look back... Never make a wrong step..." Mo Tianji sighed deeply.
A sigh floated into the void, curling away.
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The people below have been waiting for a long time. They all looked at the sky eagerly, and their necks were sore.
Finally, figures fluttered in the sky, and individual figures flashed out.
It was Chu Yang and the others.
Everyone below saw that Chu Yang and others were all in good health, so they breathed a sigh of relief, and their hearts finally settled in their stomachs, and they burst into thunderous joy.
As soon as Chu Yang landed, Fengyue and others surrounded him: "Where is the Master? He didn't escape, right?"
"Dead." Chu Yang sighed and said: "Both body and soul were destroyed, and he died under the Nine Tribulations Sword..."
"Hey..." Feng Yue and his wife had both joy and melancholy on their faces, and they said softly: "Death... may be considered his relief..."
Mo Tianji solemnly said: "The Dharma is the Dharma, not anyone else... Please remember this."
Wu Juecheng, Ling Muyang and others nodded deeply.
Obviously, with more than ten thousand years of rich experience, everyone understands what Mo Tianji means by these words.
It is now impossible to comment on the merits and demerits of the Dharma Master's life. Nowadays, when a person dies, if a lamp goes out, all things will return to nothingness. Since there is no way to conclude the coffin, it is the death of a person that is the greatest thing and turns into a sigh.
Chu Leer came over with Tie Yang in her arms: "Brother."
When Chu Yang turned around, he was frightened: "Why is this kid here? Who brought him here? Isn't this nonsense?"
The little guy put a finger into his mouth and bit it, with a cute look like he was a baby. He looked at Chu Yang timidly and shouted in a sweet voice: "Daddy..."
Chu Yang shuddered, and suddenly grabbed his son and held him in his arms, asking: "How did your kid get here? Where is your mother? Is she okay?"
The little guy blinked mischievously: "Mom, it's okay. I came here secretly this time. Mother didn't know I came out..."
Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the butt by a big slap: "You little bastard, aren't you going to kill your mother? How dare you do this..."
Chu Yang was extremely angry.
He slapped him, but he felt distressed. Just as he was about to comfort him, Feng Yurou snatched her away with a frown, and said angrily: "How do you beat a child? Are you still a father? There is no one who is gentle or heavy.
You bastard!"
Chu Yang was stunned. He was being taught a lesson, reprimanded, and turned into a bastard!
Looking at Feng Yurou, she couldn't help but scratch her head: Is this my son or your son? Why are you more worried about me than me? Do I have a relationship with you for a copper coin? What is this?
"Dad, I came out this time because I want to discuss something with you, a very important matter." The little guy waved his chubby little hands and defended himself very righteously.
Chu Yang sneered: "You little kid knows nothing! You actually want to discuss something important with me? Do you know what is important..."
On the side, Mo Qingwu, who was dressed in red, looked at Tie Yang with complicated eyes and said softly: "Chu Yang, is this really your son?"
Mo Qingwu knew about Tie Butian a long time ago.
Mo Qingwu had also understood the twists and turns of this matter in detail; however, at the moment when she saw Tie Yang, Mo Qingwu's feelings in her heart were still very complicated.
Mo Qingwu naturally liked the child's liveliness and tenderness, but she felt a little confused about the subtle relationship between them.
Chu Yang scratched his head. Knowing that the real trouble was coming, he moved closer and was about to explain, but saw the little guy sticking his head out to look at Mo Qingwu and saying: "Dad, this is Qingwu's mother who my mother often said she was most sorry for."
?”
Chu Yang was startled, but saw that Mo Qingwu's face was already shining.
Xiao Tieyang's one sentence is better than ten words spoken by a certain king of hell. Say a hundred words, and that sentence, 'Mother always says she is most sorry to Qingwu's mother', instantly offset all the barriers in Mo Qingwu's heart, and she stepped forward,
He asked with some anxiety: "Your mother...really said that?"
The little guy nodded vigorously with an innocent expression: "Mom Qingwu, you are so beautiful, you look so kind. So gentle. So considerate. How could I have such a beautiful mother? I am so happy...
"
Mo Qingwu fainted instantly, and felt inexplicably happy in her heart. She clapped her hands and said, "Then... can the baby be held by Qingwu's mother?"
Ignoring Chu Leer's efforts to stop him, the little guy couldn't wait to reach out his hand: "Wow, I like to be hugged by the kind and gentle mother Qingwu the most..."
"That's so cute. What's your name?"
"Mother calls me Xiaoyang."
"Xiaoyang, um, what a nice name."
"Qingwu mother, do you have a particularly good relationship with my mother?"
"ah?"
"I always hear my mother say that you will be the best in his life..."
"Really?"
"Of course, I never lie..."
"Well, your mother is also a good person..."
"Qingwu's mother is an even better person..."
"Well, we are all good people..."
…
Seeing Mo Qingwu holding the child and playing in circles, one big and one small making innocent and joyful laughter from time to time, Chu Yang's eyes widened like bells, almost protruding from his eye sockets.
As for Gu Duxing and others, they looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
The problem that Chu Yang was most worried about before was completely solved by his son in just two sentences, and it was solved without any trace; the whole process was so natural, so harmonious, and so logical. Moreover, it was also given to Mo Qingwu and
The future relationship between Tie Butian and Tie Butian has laid a very solid foundation.
In Mo Qingwu's eyes, such a young child would naturally not be able to lie, nor would he panic... Usually such a big child can't speak clearly. Lying? How is that possible?
So Mo Qingwu naturally believed it.
But even if Mo Qingwu combined all the wisdom from her past life and this life, she would never have imagined that the little guy she was holding was really a big freak.
Of course, there are still several prerequisites for why it is so easy. First, Mo Qingwu loves Chu Yang deeply; second, Chu Yang has never concealed anything and is very honest about everything; third, Tie Bu
Tian has long accepted Mo Qingwu's existence. Fourthly, Mo Qingwu's past life memory has recovered. Although the memory of this life still dominates, the reason and habitual obedience to Chu Yang from the past life still exist in his subconscious.
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These conditions are indeed indispensable. Without any one of them, it will be difficult to achieve the immediate results.
Even Mo Tianji, who was supposed to have the biggest opinion, was touching his chin at this moment and didn't know what to say. He just shook his head: "Chu Yang, I said your son is really too smart...a monster...
What a monster."
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Thank you to the brothers and sisters who have followed you until now!
Thank you.
Today is the birthday of the alliance leader "Pegasus and Meteor Foot", let us wish him a happy birthday!
He is a very patient man with flying horses and meteor feet. As long as he appears in the group, his first words will be facial expressions! His first expression will be facial paralysis!
That’s why he is called ‘Pegasus with Facial Paralysis’. I hope everyone can wish Pegasus with Facial Paralysis a happy birthday.