Seeking Immortality

On the mountainside of Jiuhua Mountain, a simple and elegant bamboo house quietly sits in a quiet bamboo forest, surrounded by fog, birds flying and insects chirping, making the scene seem even more remote.

But at this moment, Xu Qingfan only felt a sense of despair in his heart.

In the bamboo house.

After seeing Yue Qingru's injuries, Xiao Huazhe had no way to treat the wound of the "Linghai Point". After treating Yue Qingru's external injuries, he sighed and walked to the front room, with deep regret in his expression.

In the back room of the bamboo house, only Xu Qingfan and his brother were left.

"Junior brother, all this is my fault. I was too soft-hearted and didn't listen to your advice, and in the end I was plotted against by him. Alas~~" Yue Qingru lay on the bed and spoke slowly to Xu Qingfan who was standing in front of the bed, as if every word would consume his great strength, and his voice was filled with unconcealable oldness and despair.

His face at this moment seemed to have aged by dozens of years in just a moment. All the white hair fell off, wrinkles covered his face like vines, and even his voice was so weak.

Looking at Yue Qingru's current appearance, Xu Qingfan couldn't help but feel sad, and a heart-wrenching pain spread throughout his body. Now he didn't even have the desire to cry, only a deep despair.

Twenty years ago, his parents who raised him were gone, killed by monsters; ten years ago, his stern and kind master was gone, and his life span finally ran out; now, will this senior brother who treated him like a brother and a father also leave him?

Xu Qingfan hoped that this was not true, but Yue Qingru's Taoism was abolished, and his body was no different from that of an ordinary person. But how could an ordinary person live to be 145 years old? Although Yue Qingru's external injuries had been completely healed, Xu Qingfan could now clearly feel the rapid passage of life in Yue Qingru's body, and Yue Qingru's face and body were aging rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All this made Xu Qingfan feel deeply desperate.

"Brother, don't worry. I will deal with Nangong Qingshan. I will personally avenge you." Xu Qingfan was very calm when he said this, a kind of calmness that only appears when a person has a clear mission.

On the way to Xiao Huazhe's cave, Yue Qingru had told Xu Qingfan intermittently about his competition with Nangong Qingshan this time. At the beginning of the competition, Nangong Qingshan used the "voice transmission technique" to confess to Yue Qingru, saying how he should not betray Lu Huayan and join someone else's sect, and how much he missed his happy time under Lu Huayan. When he was emotional, he slowly walked to Yue Qingru, as if he wanted to seek Yue Qingru's comfort.

Yue Qingru was so emotional when he heard Nangong Qingshan's words that he had already thrown Xu Qingfan's warning aside. He was ready to pat Nangong Qingshan on the shoulder to comfort him without any precautions.

At this moment, something strange happened. Nangong Qingshan, who was originally full of remorse, tore off the mask of hypocrisy and revealed his wolfish ambition. The green spike-shaped magic weapon suddenly appeared and instantly pierced Yue Qingru's "Linghai Point", abolishing Yue Qingru's cultivation. When Yue Qingru unfolded his magic weapon "Xuanmu Jian" to protect his body, "Xuanmu Jian" was caught by Nangong Qingshan with a net-shaped magic weapon, and Yue Qingru lost contact with the magic weapon.

Then came the scene that Xu Qingfan saw when he came to the stage No. 6. Yue Qingru became embarrassed under the attack of Nangong Qingshan.

In fact, at that time, Yue Qingru had lost all his Taoism and was seriously injured. Nangong Qingshan could defeat him at any time. But Nangong Qingshan did not do so, but played with Yue Qingru on the field. It was not until he found Xu Qingfan coming to the stage that Yue Qingru was completely defeated. Doing so was a revenge on Xu Qingfan and a demonstration to Xu Qingfan.

So when Xu Qingfan faced Yue Qingru now, he felt sad and desperate, and also deeply guilty. Because he felt that Yue Qingru's experience was the bitter fruit of his last mercy to Nangong Qingshan.

"Junior brother, don't, don't hurt him." Unexpectedly, Yue Qingru was shocked after hearing Xu Qingfan's words, and said intermittently: "Junior brother Nangong was very fond of him when his master was alive. What he did now was just a temporary obsession. He will definitely repent in the future. Moreover, he has many powerful magic weapons in his hands now. You may not be able to hurt him. You may be hurt by him instead."

Hearing Yue Qingru say this, Xu Qingfan just looked at him silently. He didn't expect that Yue Qingru was still thinking about making Nangong Qingshan repent at this time.

Looking at Yue Qingru's anxious eyes, Xu Qingfan sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, senior brother, I promise you. I won't hurt his life."

After seeing Yue Qingru's eyes become relieved, Xu Qingfan sighed in his heart. Senior brother's bad character always thinks about others, but never knows what to resent.

"I won't hurt his life, but I will give him back all the suffering you suffered today!!" Xu Qingfan silently added this sentence in his heart.

For Nangong Qingshan, Xu Qingfan will never forgive him. For Xu Qingfan, not all mistakes can be made peacefully by just saying "I'm sorry".

But Xu Qingfan didn't plan to tell Yue Qingru these thoughts, because he couldn't bear to let Yue Qingru worry about this now, and he didn't want to debate with Yue Qingru at this time.

"Okay, senior brother, I'll go see my uncle, you rest here first." Xu Qingfan said in a broad voice.

After seeing Yue Qingru nod, Xu Qingfan carefully covered Yue Qingru with the quilt, then turned and walked to the front room.

In the front room, Xiao Huazhe was sitting cross-legged facing the sunset, closing the door to relax.

"Uncle." Xu Qingfan walked gently to Xiao Huazhe, bowed to him first, and then asked in a deep voice: "Is there really nothing you can do about my senior brother's injury?"

As he said that, Xu Qingfan looked at Xiao Huazhe expectantly. He still didn't give up on Yue Qingru's injury.

Xiao Huazhe slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Xu Qingfan's expectant eyes, sighed and said slowly: "The spiritual sea is broken, the Tao is destroyed, the life span is exhausted, and the vitality is gone."

"No hope at all?" Although Xu Qingfan had already expected this result, his mood was still falling into endless darkness, and he just asked in a solemn voice.

"My condolences." Xiao Huazhe said slowly after being silent for a while, and then closed his eyes again.

After hearing Xiao Huazhe's words, Xu Qingfan bowed to Xiao Huazhe again, and then slowly walked to the back room. There is his senior brother there, and he wants to accompany his senior brother through the last period of his life.

When Xu Qingfan came to the back room, he found that Yue Qingru had not rested. He was just lying quietly on the bed and looking at the scenery outside the window, his eyes full of nostalgia.

I don't know if it was Xu Qingfan's misunderstanding. After Xu Qingfan left the back room for just a cup of tea, there were many more wrinkles on Yue Qingru's face.

After seeing Xu Qingfan return, Yue Qingru asked calmly: "Am I hopeless?"

Strangely, Yue Qingru regained some of his vitality when speaking at this time, and his voice was stronger than before.

"Senior brother, how can you say that? As long as you cultivate yourself well, you will definitely recover." Xu Qingfan forced a smile.

"Junior brother, please don't lie to me. I know exactly what my body is like now." Yue Qingru smiled lightly. "I guess I won't survive tonight."

Hearing what Yue Qingru said, Xu Qingfan couldn't help but remain silent. He knew that he couldn't deceive Yue Qingru.

"Don't be sad. I have lived so much longer than others, and I have been doing what I want to do all my life. After I leave, I still have a good junior brother like you to care about me. I am very content. I have no regrets in this life, and in death You are so calm." Yue Qingru comforted him.

"Yes, senior brother." Although Xu Qingfan resisted, his eye circles still turned red unconsciously.

"Junior brother, ever since we met, I have been reading books while you are practicing. Except for twenty years ago when you first became a disciple and the drinking party ten years ago, we have never had a good chat. Today. Just have a chat with me, senior brother, okay?" Yue Qingru's voice was full of kindness.

"Okay, senior brother."

Then, the two senior brothers began their third talk in twenty years, each talking about their past, present, and future. Joy, sorrow, sadness, all kinds of complex and tangled emotions flowed slowly in this free conversation.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sky turned pitch black before I knew it. Xu Qingfan was talking to Yue Qingru about the customs and customs in the Southern Wilderness, but Yue Qingru suddenly interrupted: "Junior brother, please listen to what I have to say, okay?"

"Senior brother, tell me."

"I'm more than a hundred and ten years older than you. Although you are my junior brother, I have always regarded you as my grandson." Yue Qingru's tone suddenly became slightly urgent.

"Senior brother, I know, I have always treated you as an elder." Xu Qingfan said sadly.

"Qingfan, listen to my advice once. If you can take back Master's relics this time, just take it back. If you can't take it back, forget it. After all, it's just a dead thing. Don't fight for it. The same goes for your family feud. If you can't, just let him go." Yue Qingru looked into Xu Qingfan's eyes and said seriously, "People can't live in the past forever, and living happily is the most important thing."

After hearing Yue Qingru's words, Xu Qingfan remained silent for a moment. Some things cannot be let go just by putting them away.

"Promise me, okay?" Yue Qingru saw Xu Qingfan's silence and asked again.

"Okay, senior brother, I promise you." Xu Qingfan said helplessly. At this time, what can he say?

"That's good, that's good." Yue Qingru took a long breath after hearing Xu Qingfan's assurance, and said slowly to himself, seemingly letting go of the last thing on his mind.

"Brother, do you have anything else to say to me?"

Yue Qingru did not respond.

"Senior brother? Senior brother?"

Yue Qingru had already closed his eyes, letting Xu Qingfan call but never opened them again.

Outside the window, drizzle suddenly began to fall in the dark night sky of Jiuhua Mountain.

…

The next morning, the sky was clear and the air was especially fresh after the rain.

Xu Qingfan, dressed in plain clothes, buried Yue Qingru's body in front of the cave where his brothers and sisters had been for the past ten years.

He was buried here, firstly, because as Yue Qingru, he could not be buried in the Jiuhua Mountain ancestral tomb; secondly, because Xu Qingfan wanted his senior brother to be with him at all times.

After inserting the tombstone, Xu Qingfan knelt in front of Yue Qingru's grave and bowed three times.

Standing up slowly, Xu Qingfan looked at the cemetery in front of him, and suddenly softly chanted: "Suddenly blowing away the hatred, it is difficult to calm down, old brothers of twenty years. The light mist of the bamboo house becomes yesterday's dream, and the wind and rain at night will bring about the next life."

Surprisingly, after Yue Qingru's death, Xu Qingfan's mood was very calm, not sad or sad, as if these emotions had been squandered. There's just an emptiness in my heart.

There is no greater sorrow than the death of one's heart.

"From now on, I will no longer have any relatives." Xu Qingfan said to himself.

As he spoke, Xu Qingfan's fingers changed, and countless elegant rings emerged from his fingertips. As Xu Qingfan waved his hands, all the rings were thrown into the air by him, and then slowly fell in front of Yue Qingru's grave.

The rain of flowers fell, and the sky was full of rings, a piece of white.

"Brother, these rings that you loved most in your life, let them be my tribute to you." Xu Qingfan said softly to the tombstone.

"My condolences."

I don't know how long Xu Qingfan stood in front of Yue Qingru's grave, and suddenly there was a crisp sound like the sound of metal clashing behind him, with a hint of worry in the voice.

Xu Qingfan turned his head and found that Jin Qinghan had been standing not far behind him, looking at him with concern.

Seeing Jin Qinghan, Xu Qingfan's dim and cold heart couldn't help but warm up. Yes, although he no longer had relatives from now on, at least he still had this friend.

"Has today's competition started?" Xu Qingfan asked calmly. He didn't want Jin Qinghan to worry about him, so he controlled his expression and tone and tried to appear calm.

"Your competition is about to start."

"Then let's go quickly." With that, Xu Qingfan walked towards the front mountain.

"Wait." Jin Qinghan suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?" Xu Qingfan turned around and asked.

"Are you going to wear this outfit?" Jin Qinghan looked at Xu Qingfan's plain white mourning clothes and asked.

"My senior brother died today, what should I wear if I don't wear this outfit?" After saying that, Xu Qingfan strode towards the front mountain without looking back.

In the back mountain, only Xu Qingfan's indifferent and sincere voice was left echoing.

"Junior Brother Jin, thank you."

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