Chapter 48 The Tomb of My Beloved Wife Mu Wan
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by.
The trees in the mountains are withered and green again, no matter how cold or hot they are.
This year, the mountains are full of lush greenery.
The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with sunset glow.
There are children herding cows in the small village at the foot of the mountain.
Is lying on the green grass, looking at the beauty of the sky.
Unknown to everyone, at this time, on the top of the mountain, there was also a strong man who had stood at the top of the mortal world. The girl who was holding him in his arms was also watching this scene.
"I'm sorry." Mu Wan said to him softly.
Both of them are old now, and Gu Changsheng is already gray-haired.
His face was covered with wrinkles before he knew it.
But there is still a warm smile in his eyes, as gentle as jade as before.
Feeling the breath in my arms dissipate little by little.
A few tears suddenly fell down his cheeks in his eyes.
The means of spiritual energy input seem to be completely useless now.
"Husband, are you crying?"
A tear fell on Mu Wan's cheek. She raised her hand with difficulty, gently wiped the tears from the corner of Gu Changsheng's eyes, and said softly:
< br>"Husband, don't cry..."
"Yes, don't cry." Gu Changsheng nodded with a choked voice in his throat.
However, the tears in his eyes could not be stopped.
"Husband, you must take good care of yourself in the future...Don't be too sad about my departure, and there are several clothes I have already made..."
The sunset and sunset this day are really beautiful. It was so beautiful, but this was the last time the two of them looked at each other.
"Ahem... Husband, I have been with you for most of my life, but I have never been able to give birth to a son or a daughter for you. Do you regret being with me?"
" No regrets." Gu Changsheng seemed to feel something, and his heart trembled violently.
The world seems a little strange and bleak at this moment.
"Husband...you regret it..."
"I don't regret it." Gu Changsheng hugged Mu Wan tightly and burst into tears.
Mu Wan left him after all.
But the person who really wants to say sorry is not Mu Wan.
But him.
On this day, Gu Changsheng held her in his arms all night.
Tell her about the past in a low voice.
Told everything the two of them had experienced from the time they met until now.
Until dawn breaks the next day.
Gu Changsheng finally realized what true loneliness is in the world.
At this moment, he seemed to be lonelier than ever before.
……
The tomb of my beloved wife Mu Wan.
Gu Changsheng buried Mu Wan in the mountain.
You should never be disturbed by anyone in this beautiful place.
I don’t know how long he stayed quietly in front of this tomb alone.
When I got home, I opened the door.
It seems that we can still see many traces of the life he and Mu Wan left in the past.
It’s just that from now on, no one will stand up to him again.
No one will ask him with a smile again, is the porridge warm?
Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but it was nothing except Wushan.
Take the flower bush to look back lazily, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
Everywhere you look are memories.
What the heart thinks about is the past.
Pushing the door open, he was alone again.
......
......
A few inkstones traveled in the past, and now they have become ten autumns.
Ten years later.
……
Gu Changsheng took off the letter tied to the leg of a pigeon.
Return a few strokes and then let go.
After so many years, he is now at the fourth level of Qi training. And one can clearly feel the thinness of this mortal spiritual energy.
If you only rely on the aura slowly moving between heaven and earth in the mortal world.
I'm afraid that at most it can only allow people to break through to the sixth level of Qi training.
In this life, it is impossible to advance to the late stage of Qi training!
This is not a question of whether he can tolerate it, but that the spiritual energy is too thin.
Maybe when he reaches that realm and cultivation level, the amount of spiritual energy he absorbs and refines is not as much as what he consumes himself.
[Name: Gu Changsheng]
[Talent: Immortality]
[Age: 200]
[Realm: Fourth level of Qi training, innate warrior]
[Kung Fu: Hunyuan Five Elements Kung Fu (practice Qi four Layer 85/100)]
[Spells: Spiritual Eye (Proficient 75/100) Object Repellent (Proficient 65/100) Fireball (Small Success 30/150)]
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"Wan'er, I'm going to pursue my path. When I come back next time, I don't know how many years it will be."
Gu Changsheng sat next to the piece of land with the inscription "The tomb of my beloved wife Muwan", holding a gourd in his hand, looking at the sky from time to time, and taking a melancholy sip.
In the past ten years, he has often come here to talk to Mu Wan.
It usually takes a whole day to stay.
However, he came this time to say goodbye to her.
After so many years, Pirate Door has been established for decades.
Although not a single item belonging to the cultivator was found.
But there are several places similar to the world of cultivating immortals.
As for whether it is, I can only say that it is probably yes.
But I can't be 100% sure.
Anyway, it was impossible for Gu Changsheng to let himself test it in person.
How many lives does he have? How dare he play like this?
As for determining whether it is the method of cultivating immortality, it is actually very simple.
Find a few more lucky "new immortal cultivators" and go explore the path.
Didn’t he already know?
As for, spiritual roots are rare?
He didn’t believe that there couldn’t be one out of a thousand people!
Among those ten thousand or one hundred thousand people...
There can always be someone with spiritual roots, right?
After drinking a bottle of wine, Gu Changsheng patted his butt and stood up.
He stood there and watched for a long, long time.
"Wan'er, take care."
Finally, Gu Changsheng whispered to himself in a very gentle tone.
When he comes back next time, I don’t know what it will be like.
I don’t know how old I am now, but I hope you won’t miss me too much.
……
Stealing the door.
Gu Changsheng, who had not been here for more than ten years, almost didn’t recognize him.
There is also this whole house full of "junk".
People who don’t know probably think that door burglars are just for collecting rags!
With the blessing of spiritual eyes on the eyes, all items seemed to have lost their color.
“Huh?”
Suddenly, Gu Changsheng let out a light sigh.
His eyes stopped on something that looked like a kit.
Under the gaze of spiritual eyes, other things are just like black and white photos, but this kit-like thing is like a color photo, and it will emit a light from time to time.
Everything is dead, but you are the only one who stands out!
It’s hard not to get his attention!
Could this be the legendary storage bag?
This thought flashed through Gu Changsheng's mind.
Although he has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs running.
Hold in your hand, it’s just the moment when the spiritual energy comes into contact.
This kit-like item was opened carelessly.
It was exactly what he had expected in advance.
This is a standard item for a cultivator.
——Storage (out) things (wu) bags (dai)!
(End of this chapter)