Cultivation of Immortality

Before Langxing had flown far, Junlizi's spiritual thoughts came from behind, "Stay here. If you want to leave, you have to leave your badge before leaving. Otherwise, you will run away from the battlefield."

Langxing stopped, took off his waist tag and threw it to Junlizi who came in front of him.

Junlizi's eyes were not as cold as before. He looked at Zhui'er and said with spiritual thought, "I predict that you will leave after the war. Can you tell me what's going on? Dudaozi didn't say anything more to me, but I know he wants to embarrass you."

Lang Xing smiled faintly and said, "He is not worthy of being a law enforcement officer. Even if I don't tell you, you should be able to guess what's going on here. I have nothing wrong with him and I'm not afraid of him pursuing it. I just don't want to make things too troublesome. If I didn't have hard reasons, I would have sued him long ago. It was precisely because of this that he dared to do this harm. Thank you for taking care of me. I can see that you are dissatisfied with Du Daozi. Although I really want to help you drive Du Daozi out of the Tianping camp, I can't help you. I have done my best and hope you can let me leave. "

Junlizi nodded slowly, "You saved the Youwei camp. I have no reason to ask you to do more. I will take care of the exit from the camp for you." At this point, he showed a rare smile. , "Thank you. If you have any trouble in the future, you can come to me at the Law Guards. If I can help, I will do my best."

Lang Xing immediately passed the figures of Lu Gang and Shu Yan to him, and said with a smile, "No, I just want to ask you for a favor now. Help me find out. If these two people join the army, take care of them for me if you can." ”

"Okay." Junlizi nodded, then waved to Langxing and turned away.

Langxing flew more than five hundred thousand miles in one breath before slowing down. After entrusting the affairs of Lu Gang and Shu Yan to Junlizi, he no longer wanted to look for these two people. Firstly, he didn't know where to look for them. Secondly, even if he found it, it would be difficult to dissuade Lu Gang. It would be even harder to stop him from killing monsters than ascending to heaven. With Shu Yan holding him back, he could still be more cautious. If he went there by himself, he would definitely act unscrupulously. Rushed forward.

After identifying the stars, he flew to his hometown. Over the years, he had been away from home. Not only was he unable to see his younger brother for the last time, nor was he able to take care of his descendants, he always carried a deep sense of guilt in his heart. Affection.

Along the way, he saw some villages and towns turned into rubble and ruins, undoubtedly caused by monsters. Although the ruined villages and towns were only a few and many were in remote places, his heart was still lifted.

The sky in Nanjingzhou is much quieter than before. It is almost impossible to see a lone monk, but occasionally you can see groups of them. They are searching for the remaining monsters. The commotion of the Shuiqingzhou monsters has caused a lot of confusion. The local monsters in Nanjingzhou have been heavily involved, and anyone with some moral integrity has become a target for hunting.

More than ten days later, Lang Xing finally arrived at the hometown that worried him so much, but the small fishing village in his memory no longer existed. He could only find some traces of broken walls deep in the grass. It had obviously been abandoned for a long time. Yes, the magic circle set up by Master Huarui Fairy is still there, but the old house inside has also been worn away by wind and rain, leaving only some stones and rubble hidden in the weeds. This magic circle can only block things with magic power.

Standing in a small village where traces were hard to find, he couldn't help but feel sad, looking at the remaining villages

Judging from the traces, this place has been abandoned for at least four to five hundred years. The small fishing village is gone, and so is his home. His beautiful memories have lost their support and become like a dream.

After standing there for a long time, he floated to the ancestral tombs of the Lang family. What surprised him was that all the tombs here were not flattened by the wind and rain. There was also a large tomb made of stones. There were a lot of weeds growing, but they were obviously swept away by human sacrifices recently. He walked closer and saw the name of Grandpa Langming written on the tombstone. He clearly remembered that the grave of Grandpa was originally made of earth. Could it be Did the younger brother later build it for the great-grandfather?

After reading the epitaph that was covered with moss, he roughly understood that the small fishing village was also plagued by monsters. Some villagers were able to escape the disaster by hiding in Lang's house. They didn't know that there was the Feathered Feather Fairy there. The magic circle they set up was just that the old god Lang Ming was protecting them, so after the disaster, the villagers rebuilt the tomb of the grandpa, and they will pay tribute to the grandpa's tomb for generations to come.

Langxing knelt in front of his grandfather's grave and kowtowed a few times. Then he found the place where his parents were buried together, dug the soil with his hands, and built a grave for his parents one by one.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the bones of his parents have turned into soil. He thought that the grief in his heart had faded away, but at this moment he realized that time could only seal up the grief, but it could not remove it. Once worn away, once it is dug out, it will still be as heartbreaking as before.

When he was lying on the ground kowtowing to his parents, his tears rolled down and he choked with sobs and said, "Father, mother, my child has come to see you and your two elders. My child is not filial. He has been away for hundreds of years before returning home. If he is not filial in life, he will not be sacrificed in death." He failed to take care of the descendants of the Lang family as he was told. The child has to bear the responsibility of raising the two elders..." At this point, he could not speak, and could only lie on the ground and cry.

After crying and offering sacrifices to his parents, he used his spiritual power to pile graves at the burial place of his grandparents, and bowed to each other. Then he used his spiritual consciousness to search for the tombstones that had sunk into the ground, found the burial place of his younger brother, and gave it to him. A grave mound was also piled up.

After doing this, he sat in front of his parents' graves and fell into mourning. He could not fulfill other filial piety but could only spend more time with his relatives like this. As for whether there were any descendants of the Lang family, he didn't want to go. I have been looking for him for hundreds of years. Even if there are still descendants living in the world, they are separated from him by dozens of generations. Even if my younger brother can live to this day, he will not have any family ties with these people. If they are still alive If he lives here, he can take care of it.

Recalling the scenes from his childhood, he sat here for seven or eight days, and almost all the tears that needed to be shed were shed. He knelt down in front of his parents' graves again, and whispered softly, "Dad, mother, the child is leaving. After all these years, I hope that your two parents have already lived in the fairy world, and the child will no longer worry you and the two parents. The kindness of raising the child will never be forgotten. "

He kowtowed and stood up to leave when he noticed a man and a woman in the distance coming towards him. They were about fifteen or sixteen years old. The girl was sitting on a small donkey, and the boy was holding the reins. A road was opened below. This place had been deserted for a long time. The original road no longer existed. When he saw that the bamboo basket slung in the girl's arms contained memorial objects such as incense and candles, Langxing could not help but feel a move in his heart, so he stood quietly. There, he listened attentively to the conversation between the two, wanting to see if they were here to offer sacrifices. Before Langxing had flown far, Junlizi's spiritual thoughts came from behind, "Stay here. If you want to leave, you have to leave your badge before leaving. Otherwise, you will run away from the battlefield."

Langxing stopped, took off his waist tag and threw it to Junlizi who came in front of him.

Junlizi's eyes were not as cold as before. He looked at Zhui'er and said with spiritual thought, "I predict that you will leave after the war. Can you tell me what's going on? Dudaozi didn't say anything more to me, but I know he wants to embarrass you."

Lang Xing smiled faintly and said, "He is not worthy of being a law enforcement officer. Even if I don't tell you, you should be able to guess what's going on here. I have nothing wrong with him and I'm not afraid of him pursuing it. I just don't want to make things too troublesome. If I didn't have hard reasons, I would have sued him long ago. It was precisely because of this that he dared to do this harm. Thank you for taking care of me. I can see that you are dissatisfied with Du Daozi. Although I really want to help you drive Du Daozi out of the Tianping camp, I can't help you. I have done my best and hope you can let me leave. "

Junlizi nodded slowly, "You saved the Youwei camp. I have no reason to ask you to do more. I will take care of the exit from the camp for you." At this point, he showed a rare smile. , "Thank you. If you have any trouble in the future, you can come to me at the Law Guards. If I can help, I will do my best."

Lang Xing immediately passed the figures of Lu Gang and Shu Yan to him, and said with a smile, "No, I just want to ask you to do a favor now. Help me find out. If these two people join the army, take care of them for me if you can." ." ??

"Okay." Junlizi nodded, then waved to Langxing and turned away.

Langxing flew more than five hundred thousand miles in one breath before slowing down. After entrusting the affairs of Lu Gang and Shu Yan to Junlizi, he no longer wanted to look for these two people. Firstly, he didn't know where to look for them. Secondly, even if he found it, it would be difficult to dissuade Lu Gang. It would be even harder to stop him from killing monsters than ascending to heaven. With Shu Yan holding him back, he could still be more cautious. If he went there by himself, he would definitely act unscrupulously. Rushed forward.

After identifying the stars, he flew to his hometown. Over the years, he had been away from home. Not only was he unable to see his younger brother for the last time, nor was he able to take care of his descendants, he always carried a deep sense of guilt in his heart. Affection.

Along the way, he saw some villages and towns turned into rubble and ruins, undoubtedly caused by monsters. Although the ruined villages and towns were only a few and many were in remote places, his heart was still lifted.

The sky in Nanjingzhou is much quieter than before. It is almost impossible to see a lone monk, but occasionally you can see groups of them. They are searching for the remaining monsters. The commotion of the Shuiqingzhou monsters has caused a lot of confusion. The local monsters in Nanjingzhou have been heavily involved, and anyone with some moral integrity has become a target for hunting.

More than ten days later, Lang Xing finally arrived at the hometown that worried him so much, but the small fishing village in his memory no longer existed. He could only find some traces of broken walls deep in the grass. It had obviously been abandoned for a long time. Yes, the magic circle set up by Master Huarui Fairy is still there, but the old house inside has also been worn away by wind and rain, leaving only some stones and rubble hidden in the weeds. This magic circle can only block things with magic power.

Standing in a small village where traces were hard to find, he couldn't help but feel sad and looked at the remaining villages.

Judging from the traces, this place has been abandoned for at least four to five hundred years. The small fishing village is gone, and so is his home. His beautiful memories have lost their support and become like a dream.

After standing there for a long time, he floated to the ancestral tombs of the Lang family. What surprised him was that all the tombs here were not flattened by the wind and rain. There was also a large tomb made of stones. There were a lot of weeds growing, but they were obviously swept away by human sacrifices recently. He walked closer and saw the name of Grandpa Langming written on the tombstone. He clearly remembered that the grave of Grandpa was originally made of earth. Could it be Did the younger brother later build it for the great-grandfather?

After reading the epitaph that was covered with moss, he roughly understood that the small fishing village was also plagued by monsters. Some villagers were able to escape the disaster by hiding in Lang's house. They didn't know that there was the Feathered Feather Fairy there. The magic circle they set up was just that the old god Lang Ming was protecting them, so after the disaster, the villagers rebuilt the tomb of the grandpa, and they will pay tribute to the grandpa's tomb for generations to come.

Langxing knelt in front of his grandfather's grave and kowtowed a few times. Then he found the place where his parents were buried together, dug the soil with his hands, and built a grave for his parents one by one.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the bones of his parents have turned into soil. He thought that the grief in his heart had faded away, but at this moment he realized that time could only seal up the grief, but it could not remove it. Once worn away, once it is dug out, it will still be as heartbreaking as before.

When he was lying on the ground kowtowing to his parents, his tears rolled down and he choked with sobs and said, "Father, mother, my child has come to see you and your two elders. My child is unfilial. He has been gone for hundreds of years before returning home. If he is not filial in life, he will not be sacrificed in death." He failed to take care of the descendants of the Lang family as he was told, and the child has to bear the responsibility of raising the two elders..." At this point, he could not speak, and could only lie on the ground and cry.

After crying and offering sacrifices to his parents, he used his spiritual power to pile graves at the burial place of his grandparents, and bowed to each other. Then he used his spiritual consciousness to search for the tombstones that had sunk into the ground, found the burial place of his younger brother, and gave it to him. A grave mound was also piled up.

After doing this, he sat in front of his parents' graves and fell into mourning. He could not fulfill other filial piety but could only spend more time with his relatives like this. As for whether there were any descendants of the Lang family, he didn't want to go. I have been looking for him for hundreds of years. Even if there are still descendants living in the world, they are separated from him by dozens of generations. Even if my younger brother can live to this day, he will not have any family ties with these people. If they are still alive If he lives here, he can take care of it.

Recalling the scenes from his childhood, he sat here for seven or eight days, and almost all the tears that needed to be shed were shed. He knelt down in front of his parents' graves again, and whispered softly, "Dad, mother, the child is leaving. After all these years, I hope you and your parents have already lived in the fairy world, and the child will no longer worry you and your parents. The kindness of raising the child will never be forgotten. "

He kowtowed and stood up to leave when he noticed a man and a woman in the distance coming towards him. They were about fifteen or sixteen years old. The girl was sitting on a small donkey, and the boy was holding the reins. A road was opened below. This place had been deserted for a long time. The original road no longer existed. When he saw that the bamboo basket slung in the girl's arms contained memorial objects such as incense and candles, Langxing could not help but feel a move in his heart, so he stood quietly. There, he listened attentively to the conversation between the two, wanting to see if they were here to offer sacrifices.