The first taboo in the world

Looking at the suicide note written by Xiao He, Xu Zifan couldn't stop sighing. Xiao He had misjudged the wrong person, or Li Yulong had hidden it too deeply. He would not comment on the grudges of this senior.

Looking at Xiao He's body in the sarcophagus in front of him, Xu Zifan could only sigh that as time passed by, all the grudges, all the vendettas, all the love and hatred had disappeared into the smoke and dust of history, and had been blown away by the wind.

Life is short, fighting for fame and fortune, and for what? After a hundred years, they will all be nothing more than a handful of loess, and nothing can be taken away.

After sighing, Xu Zifan also came back to his senses, as if he was talking to himself, and also seemed to be saying to the old woman in the coffin: "I don't occupy this valley, but since I am destined, let me rest in peace."

Xu Zifan then walked towards the door of the Peach Valley Six Immortals' room, pulled out the long sword that was stuck on the ground, put it into the scabbard behind him with a clang, turned to look at the six people, and sighed: "Your mother, you'd better be buried in the ground." !Finally go say goodbye to her old man."

At this time, after hearing what Xu Zifan said, the six immortals of Peach Valley rarely quarreled with each other. Although the six of them were like children at heart, even crazy, they may have felt something at this moment. Today may be the last time they see their mother, and they will soon Separate forever, forever, forever...

"Uuuu...why am I crying? Boss?" Tao Shixian said with tears falling down.

"Woo...Why am I crying too?" Several other people also had tears falling from the corners of their eyes.

"It's all your fault. If you don't cry, why would we cry!" Several people cried and said to Tao Shixian.

"Woo...brothers...I don't know why I want to cry!" Tao Shixian was crying so hard that his nose was dripping with mucus.

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Seeing this, Xu Zifan felt heavy and couldn't bear to see this separation of life and death. He understood that maybe the six of them already knew that their mother was gone, but they just didn't believe this fact.

They are anesthetizing themselves. They are expecting that their mother will just fall asleep or be angry and stop talking. When they go out again and come home, their mother will still prepare the meal and wait for them to come home for dinner as before. !

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

At this time, the six people walked to the sarcophagus with tears in their eyes and cried very sadly.

"Woooo...Mom, wake up!"

"Uuuu...Mom, don't be angry with us. We will never quarrel with each other again!"

"...Mom, I want to listen to you..."

"...Mom...I want to eat the barbecue you made..."

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The six people were crying loudly at this moment, feeling sad in their hearts, and their tears were almost dry.

Xu Zifan walked out of the temple, sighed, and looked up. The pink mist in the air was steaming and shrouded, and it seemed like colorful smoke flowing under the sunlight. It was mysterious and beautiful, gorgeous and dreamy, but this picturesque scenery was at this time... Like the colorful clouds of farewell, it is the last beautiful farewell to the deceased in his life.

Two hours later, the color gradually darkened, and it was already evening. At this time, candles were lit in the temple, and there were even four sticks of incense in front of the sarcophagus. I don't know where the Six Immortals of Peach Valley came from.

At this time, Xu Zifan was sitting alone in the main hall, looking at the spiritual tablet in front of him in a daze.

The word "love" is deeply carved into the tablet, which is dark red and very strange.

"Is it to commemorate the lost love?" Xu Zifan guessed.

"Or do you miss the joy and joy you once had?"

The word "love" on the memorial tablet is written with strong and powerful strokes, like a silver hook on an iron painting, which shows that the person who wrote it was determined at the time. From this, it can be inferred that this memorial tablet is not used to commemorate the passing love.

"What does it mean?" Xu Zifan couldn't figure it out in his mind. This love tablet is the biggest mystery in the group. It makes people wonder and puzzle.

The word love is the most beautiful and the most hurtful. I don’t know where it starts, where I live, where it ends, where it ends, where it goes, and where it ends.

Xu Zifan rubbed his temples and felt a little headache. When it comes to the word love, from ancient times to the present, who can understand it clearly and who can explain it clearly.

Outside the temple, the evening breeze blew, and the peach trees rustled in the wind. It was the sound of green peach leaves colliding with each other in the wind, and pink petals falling and dancing in the air. The valleys are all over the place, extremely beautiful and dreamlike, both poetic and picturesque.

On the windows of the temple, the stickers in the panes have not been replaced due to age. They have withstood the wind and rain, and some have cracked and rattled in the evening wind.

The night wind blew in, carrying the fragrance of flowers and messy flying petals into the temple.

At this moment, the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating. The candles in the temple are swaying, and the surroundings are flickering. The lit incense and the smoke are floating in the gentle wind. The entire temple is filled with a scent of fragrance. The smell of incense.

In the first room on the right, the Six Immortals of Peach Valley were no longer crying. They were just sitting around the sarcophagus, all in a daze, thinking about the past.

This is their last night with their mother. This time often triggers memories. Scenes of past events flow through their hearts. The past happiness, past sadness, and everything in the past are repeated in their hearts. Flashed over and over, causing heartbreak and grief.

And Xu Zifan, sitting in front of the main hall at this moment, looked at the spiritual tablet with the word "love" in a trance.

Years go by, time goes by, what is love? What is love? Who can be clear from ancient times?

The world of mortals is rolling. Some people exist but have been forgotten. Some people have passed away but are still remembered until eternity.

Inside the temple, cigarette smoke lingers everywhere, candlelight flickers, light and dark flicker, and on the spiritual tablet, the word "love", stroke by stroke, is like an iron-formed silver hook, strong and powerful, with a sense of determination. , the words come out clearly.

At this moment, Xu Zifan seemed to see a long-haired woman with a sad expression and tearful eyes, surrounded by extreme pain and extreme sadness.

After a long time, she had no tears anymore, her face was dull, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Mom...my chest hurts, it hurts..."

"We feel pain too... Wuwu..."

A child's voice came, childish, cute, and pitiful. The voice gradually became ethereal and disappeared into nothingness, as if it had never appeared.

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Finally, a crisp sword cry of "Cang Rang" sounded, and a dazzling white light flashed in the darkness, and then a wisp of black hair slipped down, fluttering in the wind, and finally fell on Lin.

Draw the sword of wisdom and cut off the thread of love!

laugh! laugh! laugh……

The white sword light flashed, and a peach tree turned into debris, falling on Lin's face. Only a wooden sign appeared in the woman's hand.

"laugh……"

A slender jade finger seemed to have lost its vitality at this time, turning pale and dry, pointing towards the wooden sign.

Then, stroke by stroke, the woman used her fingers to carve words on the wooden sign. There was blood flowing out, but the woman seemed not to know the pain, and there was a look of determination in her eyes. She was very determined, still serious, careful, and strong. One word was written with powerful strokes: "love".

As soon as the word "love" came out, the woman was neither sad nor happy, and her figure gradually faded into nothingness. There was only a sigh left in the void, if there was nothing: "If you have love, you will grow old, and you will bury love..."

The fragrance mist is lingering and the candlelight is swaying. At this time, the temple is quiet. On the spiritual tablet with the word "love", the word "love" is deeply imprinted in dark red color, like some dry blood, which makes people feel a little sad.

Xu Zifan's eyes were filled with purple light, with purple flowers flickering, and a foot-long purple light shot out. He was concentrating on studying the word "love" on the spiritual tablet.

After a long time, the purple flowers in his eyes disappeared and he returned to ordinary. He said to himself, "If you are in love, you will grow old. How can you bury your love?"

"Are you burying your feelings?"

He was trying to figure it out, comprehending some of the information he had just received from observing the love-character spiritual tablet.

Judging from the suicide note left by Xiao He, there is no mention of martial arts. However, judging from the martial arts of the Six Immortals of Peach Valley, Xiao He's martial arts must be unfathomable. Perhaps at that later stage, his skills were already unfathomable.

Xu Zifan has now confirmed this. Xiao He is definitely a super master of martial arts. He has understood the existence of "god" and is a master no less than Feng Qingyang.

Humans have three treasures: "jing", "qi" and "shen". When it comes to the level of "god", it means the seven emotions and six desires, and the spirit and will.

Just like the sword technique of Qingyang, once it is used, the breeze will blow slowly, the drizzle will fall, the grass and trees will be sad, and the stars will shed tears. It will make the surrounding people mourn, and it can affect people's spiritual will.

On the love tablet, Xu Zifan also sensed that Xiao He’s martial arts will was left on it. Her martial arts was: “Burial of Love!”

The world is so big, crouching tiger, hidden dragon, maybe there is a super master hidden somewhere down there.

Xu Zifan was very surprised at this moment. Xiao He was not known to the world at all. No one in the world knew about it. He just died in silence in the deep valley of the primitive world.

Who would have thought that in this remote place in southern Xinjiang, in this primitive mountain forest, a master no less than Feng Qingyang would die like this, leaving nothing behind.

Even her martial arts disappeared from the world with her death. For such an unpredictable super martial arts master, her departure was too complete and left no legacy, which made Xu Zifan feel very heartbroken. .

But then I thought about it, she had "buried her feelings" and maybe leaving nothing behind was more in line with her martial arts.

"Bury the love, bury the love... It's really decisive!" Xu Zifan couldn't help but sigh.

The cool breeze was blowing, the peach trees were rustling, and the bright moon was almost setting. The night was about to pass, and the sun had not yet come out.

At this time, in the temple, the Six Immortals of Peach Valley burst into tears because their mother was about to be buried.

The lid of the sarcophagus was now closed. Xu Zifan found a piece of white cloth in the house, tore it into six white cloth strips, and tied them around the head of the Six Immortals of Peach Valley.

"gone……"

When Xu Zifan opened his mouth, he walked out of the temple first and walked northward step by step. Behind him, the Six Immortals of Taogu carried the sarcophagus, crying as they walked, and followed Xu Zifan's footsteps towards the north.

There is a pavilion two miles north of the temple. This is the highest point of the Peach Valley. Although Xu Zifan never thought about occupying this valley bottom, he thought that even if he met fate, he still prepared to bury her as written in Xiao He's suicide note. In clusters.

This is Xiao He's wish. She hopes that even if her body dies, her soul can still be at the highest place and always enjoy the picturesque scenery in this peach valley.

A quarter of an hour later, several people arrived at the highest point in the valley. There was a pavilion here. Standing here, they could have a panoramic view of the whole valley. They saw a pink color in the valley. There were forests of peach trees on the ground, colorful fallen flowers, brilliant rain of flowers, and pink petals. It was floating and falling one after another, but in the sky, there was a thick pink gas shrouded in it, flowing like smoke and fog, making people feel like they had come to a dream world.

"Peach Root Immortal, Peach Stem Immortal, you two come and dig the ground with me."

Xu Zifan showed respect for the deceased, and perhaps did not want to damage the scenery here, so he did not use violence to dig a hole, so now he is helping several people dig the hole.

Several of them were masters, with deep internal strength and abundant physical strength. In a short while, they had dug more than two meters deep. At this moment, the stone used for digging in Xu Zifan's hand suddenly hit something.

There was only a "click", a light sound, and even sparks coming out, but it hit a metal object.

Xu Zifan pushed aside the soil, and what he saw was an iron box with a length, width and height of about one foot. The iron box was tightly closed, but it had no lock and could be opened directly.

At this moment, Xu Zifan's heart moved and he thought of something. He was very happy in his heart, but this was not the time to look at the contents of the box. Then he placed the iron box in the pavilion and continued digging.

The Six Immortals of Peach Valley also discovered the square iron box at this time, but they felt sad and nothing.

Finally, the three of them dug the grave pit, and as the sun rose in the east, a grave bag had been erected.

In front of the tomb, there is a wooden sign that reads: "The Tomb of Xiao He."

At this time, the sun rises in the east, and the sunshine is bright, reflecting into the valley. The pink mist in the sky reflects the colorful light in the sun, which is beautiful and beautiful. It reflects the valley like a fairy tale world.

Before leaving, Xu Zifan solemnly lit four sticks of incense to express his respect for the deceased.

But the Six Immortals of Peach Valley turned around every step of the way, their eyes had dried up from crying, their eyes were red and swollen, and they were very sad. The people they were closest to in this world would be farewell to them forever.

When he returned to the temple, looking at the empty room, Xu Zifan felt a little dazed in his heart. Death was like a lamp going out. Maybe that was it, nothing was left.

No matter whether a person is a peerless master or an ordinary person, there will be nothing after death except a skin. The moment the coffin is buried in the ground, he will pass away forever.

From then on, no matter what happened in the entire world, whether good or bad, it had nothing to do with this person. No matter whether the world was beautiful, prosperous or flooded, it had nothing to do with him.

Only the crying, sadness and memories of this person still exist from relatives and friends, and perhaps the memories of his enemies also exist? But these will gradually fade away as time goes by.

Until, even relatives, friends, and even enemies are no longer in this world, and the memory of him in this world is simply gone and turned into nothingness.

People come and go in a hurry, and come and go in vain. After all, they are just a handful of loess. This makes so many heroes and countless beauties in ancient times helpless!

At this moment, thinking of these, Xu Zifan's eyes became firmer. In the real world, with the advent of spiritual energy, everything is possible. Perhaps the immortality imagined by the ancients will also be realized in the future.

He is either unlucky or lucky to be born in this life, and must fight to see the beautiful scenery on the road to eternal life.