Chapter 448: Ancient Mirage Dream, Home is not here

The three of them walked around the city, and suddenly the fifth senior brother met his enemy and had a big fight with him. 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 battle and died with the enemy.

When he returned to the sect, the leader was furious and drove Qinghe out of the sect. Qinghe had to return home. Unexpectedly, there was a plague in his family. Only his father was not dead, and the other brothers and younger brothers all died of illness. All this countless property was left to him.

From then on, Qinghe lived a happy life, eating and drinking as much as he wanted. He married a daughter of a wealthy family and brought countless money. His wealth was comparable to a king, and he took countless concubines, and enjoyed all his glory and wealth.

This year, the year was not good, and thieves were everywhere. Four major bandits caused trouble to the mainland. Qinghe's family hired ten innate masters and believed that they were as solid as gold. However, that night, the other party rushed to the door. The leader of the bandit was an immortal cultivator, with foundation-building cultivation, and the commander's flying sword killed all the ten warriors hired by Qinghe with a lot of money like chopping vegetables, and then entered the door.

The money accumulated by Qinghe was stolen by others, and his wife, wife, concubine, and children were humiliated in front of him. Only then did he remember the sword skills he had learned back then and recited the flying sword spell. But he had not practiced for many years, so he still had any magic power. As a result, he was killed by the other party in an instant and died in a bad life.

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

Qinghe has a daughter who is her favorite daughter. Because she looks beautiful and beautiful, she is kept by the bandit leader and sings happily every night. Her daughter flatters the bandit leader and uses her body to please the bandit leader, trying to rescue her father. In the end, she secretly let him go, but was discovered by the bandit leader and rewarded him to the bandits, and was ruined and died tragically.

Qinghe was extremely angry and regretted not learning swords well back then. At this time, a young hero landed in the sky and killed the bandit leader with a light sword. In a blink of an eye, all the bandits were killed. The young hero turned his head and it was his seventh junior brother Yan who returned.

Seeing his junior brother Xiongzi, seeing his miserable situation, and seeing his daughter's tragic death, Qinghe yelled:

"I want to practice, I want to learn swords, and I want to cultivate immortality."

But everything was too late, he was already dead, his junior brother left, he turned into reincarnation, reincarnated as a child of a wealthy family, he remembered the tragedy of his previous life, practiced hard at a young age, and finally went to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect to get started with the sword.

However, in this life, he had no spiritual roots and could not cultivate immortality. Although he had to return home, he was depressed at home for a lifetime and died of depression.

In another life, he was reincarnated as the son of the county magistrate. In this life, he had spiritual roots, and his best spiritual roots. He was full of hope and went to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. However, his seventh junior brother was no longer there. He practiced hard in the outer sect for ten years, but in the end he was in nothing in the world. He was expelled from the wall and wandered in various states in the world. He became a casual cultivator. He did not know the direction of the great way and sought the Tao. He fought against others in order to seize a magic trick and was killed.

In a blink of an eye, he was reincarnated for a lifetime. He was already desperate for cultivating immortals. He wanted to live a life of hard work for half his life, but there was another disaster caused by heaven, and everything about him turned into ashes.

In the next life, he will be reborn in the immortal cultivation family and will be powerful. He will join the Youmen Netherworld Sect and will have a smooth journey.

The master taught me hard and finally refined the body of gods and demons. The master was overjoyed and showed his evil appearance. It turned out that he taught his disciples to refine them into the underworld puppets and transform them into the formation of gods and demons. In this way, they were refined into gods and demons. They were controlled by the master. Life was worse than death, and they suffered all the torture. They were hard to find the way, and they didn't know when they would be liberated.

Yu Zecheng looked at the illusion where the two junior brothers were, kept nodding, and said:

"Okay, that's great. This time, see if you are willing to practice immortality? Do you still want to be a farmer?

Gu Shen, your illusion is getting stronger and stronger, and these things are interpreted as they are really the same."

The ancient mirage beast smiled and said:

"This is really true. It's all the real experiences of some people, but I just brought them into it."

Yu Zecheng was stunned. Looking at these illusions and seeing the illusion of the family reunited by his junior brothers, Yu Zecheng suddenly felt a move in his heart. He hadn't been home for a long time. He originally wanted to travel for a few years, but who knew that it would take more than 20 years to get a knot of elixir and it was time to go back and see his mother.

It is better to act than to act. Yu Zecheng arranged his two junior brothers clearly and immediately stood up with his sword and flew towards his hometown. Although it is tens of thousands of miles away, it is not a problem for Yu Zecheng now.

Every time Yu Zecheng turned into a sword dove, he rushed into a sky of four thousand feet, crossed the sky with his sword, flying like lightning, and could rush out of thousands of miles in one hour.

The commander of the sword dove, Yu Zecheng is equivalent to playing in the water at the forefront, and he may be swallowed by the sword dove at all times. This is just a life-threatening, but he can control such a terrible and powerful force, making you reluctant to give up, both dangerous and exciting, Yu Zecheng gradually fell in love with this feeling.

The imperial envoy, Jianjiu, and Yu Zecheng, rushed to the road overnight. After two days and two nights, he finally returned to Linhai City. He was very timid in his hometown. This time he practiced for twenty-four years, and I don’t know what happened to his mother.

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

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

"Here I'm back."

But this time no one opened the door. Yu Zecheng knocked for a long time, but no one opened the door. Suddenly, Yu Zecheng's tears flowed down, and the meaning hidden between the lines of his sister was self-evident.

Yu Zecheng knocked several times, but no one opened the door. He sat at the door of his house and couldn't help but shed tears. Mother, mother, I will always rely on myself, I will never dislike myself, I will always support my mother, I will always...

At this time, a convoy slowly came over in the distance and stopped in front of the door. One of the ladies walked down the car, graceful and luxurious, surrounded her like stars and moonlight.

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

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

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

The woman said:

"I am your younger brother and sister. We had dinner together twenty-four years ago."

Yu Zecheng vaguely had an impression that she was a handsome young woman back then, beautiful and charming. Her younger brother's favorite concubine, now she is in her forties or fifties and has become an old woman.

Yu Zecheng said:

"My mom, she...?"

The woman said:

"My mother-in-law went there seven years ago. The climate was changing that year. The disease left by her father-in-law when she passed away. She occasionally felt discomfort in the morning and left with a smile at noon. My mother-in-law is seventy-three years old, which is also considered a long life. Why can't she be old? Brother, please mourn me.

When my mother-in-law left, she told us that someone should be here to look after the house so that you would not go home, no one would open the door and be alone and unable to find the house.

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

Yu Zecheng didn't say a word, and it was difficult to suppress the endless pain in his heart. When his mother left, she missed herself, fearing that she would not be able to open the door when she came back. Suddenly, the scenes of the past appeared in front of her. Her mother's every move, smile and frown, and in order to wait for her to persevere, she never said that she would accompany her. She just silently supported herself and waited for herself. Yu Zecheng felt like a knife in her heart.

He endured his grief and said:

"Take me to the grave and take a look."

The woman said:

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

The two got on the carriage and walked out of the city together. They soon arrived at the Yu Family Cemetery outside Linhai City.

In the cemetery, a majestic tomb is standing there, the father's tomb is dressed in the tomb, and Yu Zecheng's parents are buried here together.

Seeing the big tomb and seeing the words on the stone tablet, the carved image of my mother, Yu Zecheng couldn't suppress the pain in his heart, rushed over and hugged the stone tablet, tears couldn't help but stay, and cried out with hissing, and the voice resounded throughout the world.

Although I 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 through his eyes one by one, just like they happened yesterday, just like they happened in front of him.

I don’t know how long it took, but I don’t know when my younger brother will arrive. Yu Zecheng slowly got up, looked at his younger brother, and suddenly bowed and said:

"Brother, thank you for your hard work over the years. You have been filial to me and take care of my mother until the last moment. I thank you."

Yu Zegong helped his brother up and said:

"Mom is also my mother. She left peacefully and didn't suffer any pain. She just missed you, sister, and father."

Yu Zegong looked at his brother and felt mixed emotions. In a blink of an eye, forty-four years passed by. His brother back then was still the same as he was, and he was still the handsome boy. Time had not left any mark on him.

In the blink of an eye, I was fifty-four years old. Although I was strong, I was already old. Maybe ten or twenty years later, I became a pile of dead bones and slept in this grave. My brother was still so young and so full of vitality.

Suddenly, an indescribable feeling of jealousy spread throughout Yu Zegong's body, but in a blink of an eye, he hid this jealousy in his heart again. He experienced countless experiences in his life, but he still knew what he should do.

As the head of the Yu family, he struggled all his life and was also a glorious life. He did not spend this life in vain. At least he left behind fifteen concubines, twenty-one sons, seventeen women, a bunch of illegitimate children, and a whole family descendant.

Yu Zegong gave birth to a child so crazy is a dream, that is, his descendants can make up for the regret of not being able to cultivate immortality. However, because of the Xiling Catastrophe of that year, none of Yu Zegong's descendants have spiritual roots, and his ideal will never be realized.

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

"This medicine is given to my nephews, so that they can strengthen their bodies and live to eighty. This is Xinxiang. If you have anything that cannot be solved, ignite it, and I will come.

Brother, take care of yourself, brother is gone.”

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

"Mom, I'm leaving, I'll see you in the future. Your son will live well, live a personal life, realize his ideals, and make you proud of me. Mom, my son is gone, take care of you."

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

Then he stood up, looked at his younger brother, nodded, and looked back at Linhai City in the distance. He suddenly stood up with his sword, flew into the sky, and disappeared from the sky.

Burning incense to commemorate my mother’s kindness, we are all ruthless people.

Goodbye my mother and my hometown. Although Linhai City is still the same as before, it is no longer my hometown.
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