Yuqingzong, Shanxiafangshi, Guozhai.
Father Guo lay motionless on the bed, his breath was like a gossamer. He could only see the constant exhalation, but could not see the inhalation. He was about to die.
Fan Zhen, who was only eight years old in the family, cried loudly. Maybe she knew that her grandfather was about to leave her.
Guo Huai and Shi Yun were used to seeing death, so they just watched and waited silently until the final moment of death.
Everyone will die, even those who cultivate immortality. As long as they do not become immortals, no matter how long their lifespan is, they will eventually die.
Guo's mother sat on a chair nearby, silent. She didn't cry or scream, she just sat there quietly.
After a while, Guo Xian'er and Wu Qingfeng came with their children after receiving the news. Guo Xian'er threw herself on the bed and cried, adding a lot of sadness to the room.
After about another cup of tea, Father Guo completely breathed his last and passed away peacefully.
Looking back on his life, he took the imperial examination, got married, and had children. When the children grew up, he met the refugees due to drought and almost died in the hands of the bandits.
Fortunately, he had a good son who was talented and skilled in martial arts, so he saved the lives of his family.
When his son grew up, he practiced martial arts and entered the world. He gave birth to a lovely daughter. Later, he became the Supreme Emperor in a daze. Then his son succeeded in cultivating immortals and took them to the Qianxing Islands Cultivation World, and finally to the Eastern Region Cultivation World. , lived a happy life.
Seeing his children getting married and giving birth to grandchildren, his life could be called a complete success, and he had no regrets when he died.
"Brother, kiss her..."
Guo Xian'er suddenly collapsed on the ground, tremblingly pointing at Guo's mother who was sitting on the chair with a peaceful expression.
Guo Huai's consciousness swept away and he was shocked. His mother didn't know when she stopped breathing.
Shiyun raised her hand and integrated the wood life magical power into her mother's body. However, it had no effect at all, and the magic still dissipated in the body.
Guo Huai also felt sad at this time. His parents left him at the same time, and he no longer had his parents.
But he was the eldest son, so he couldn't tolerate this matter. There were still many things he needed to do.
He raised his hand, and two exquisite and thick golden nanmu coffins appeared at his feet.
"Shiyun, Xian'er, please help mother wash herself and put on clothes."
Guo Huai ordered.
He himself was cleaning his father's body. Wu Qingfeng, who was standing aside, whispered: "Are you going to inform Elder Zhao to prepare for the funeral?"
"No need. According to my father's last wish, everything will be kept simple and he will be buried back to his hometown in Baihe Town across the continent."
Guo Huai finished cleaning his father's body, put on the newly prepared clothes, and personally held his father's body and placed it in the coffin.
The same goes for my mother's, who was carried into the coffin by Guo Huai.
"It happens that the whole family is here, let's kowtow to father and mother together!"
Guo Huai took the lead and knelt down to kowtow to his parents. Others followed him and knelt down.
"Everyone, please take another look! I will seal the coffin in a moment."
The family members looked at their parents reluctantly for a while. Guo Huai used his magic power to slowly close the coffin board. He took out a long nail and smashed it in against the coffin board.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The sound of crying came again in the room, and both the young and old couldn't help crying loudly. Guo Huai wiped the tears from his face.
He said softly: "Father, mother, I will take you home."
After speaking, he used his great supernatural power, and his spiritual power enveloped the two coffins and his family members, and they were transported hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant. In about a quarter of an hour, Guo Huai took his family back to Hengduan Continent.
Hengduan Continent, Baihe Town.
The Guo family's old house.
Although no one lives here, because of the royal family, people are sent to clean it all year round, so it looks clean.
A family suddenly appeared in the yard, frightening the servants and maids to tremble.
Guo Huai placed his parents' coffins in the main hall and said to his servants: "I am the Emperor Taishang Daojun. You don't have to be afraid. We used to live here."
After a while, a group of servant women supported an eighty-year-old man and walked over shakily. They looked at Guo Huai for a long time and suddenly cried: "Young Master, this is the Young Master, he is back from cultivating immortality!"
Guo Huai also recognized this old man with a vicissitudes of life. He was a boy in his family when he was a child. He didn't expect him to be so old now.
"Are you Wang Qiang?"
Guo Huai was not sure.
The old man took two quick steps and cried: "Master, you still remember me! I am Wang Qiang."
The old man was a little excited, and suddenly he was about to collapse while clutching his chest. Shiyun shot out a green light and penetrated Wang Qiang's body.
Wang Qiang instantly felt that he was full of vitality. Although his face was still old, he was much more energetic.
"Master, what is this?"
Wang Qiang pointed to the two coffins in the room.
"My father and mother are gone! I won't take them back to my hometown for burial."
Woohoo~~~
Wang Qiang cried loudly, quickly threw himself in front of the coffin and cried loudly. He didn't know whether he was crying for his old master or because he was old. His cry was so sad that it made people shed tears.
Guo Huai's consciousness swept away and saw Liu Hu who was still in the capital. He saw that he had white hair, tattered clothes, stubble all over his face, and looked down and out.
He kept mumbling: "Brother Huai will come back one day, and none of you traitors can escape."
Guo Huai frowned, and then used his magical power to teleport to a side hall of the imperial palace in the capital. The place was in tatters, and there was a simple formation outside.
Guo Huai immediately thought of something. He scanned the capital with his consciousness and found a monk in the early stages of foundation building sitting on a dragon chair with his arms around two beautiful women.
There were musicians playing music below and the dancers dancing enthusiastically, unaware that their death was approaching.
Guo Huai walked through the formation and walked to Liu Hu.
Liu Hu's cloudy eyes suddenly widened. He quickly rubbed his eyes, unable to believe the person in front of him.
"Xiaohu, I'm back!"
Hearing Guo Huai's words, Liu Hu could no longer bear the grievance in his heart, and cried while holding Guo Huai's thigh.
Guo Huai didn't rush him. After a long time, Liu Hu stood up and said with red eyes: "Brother Huai, you are finally back."
"What happened? How did it get like this? Who is the young man sitting on the dragon throne?"
Liu Hu gritted his teeth and said, "He is Fang Yu, the child with three spiritual roots selected by Brother Huai back then."
"He saw that Brother Huai had not come back after twenty years. Over time, he became ambitious. He first colluded with the princes to usurp power, abolished my martial arts skills, and supported my youngest son to inherit the throne."
"Later, he usurped power, proclaimed himself emperor, and slaughtered all my descendants."
Liu Hu burst into tears for a while and burst into tears.
Guo Huai patted Liu Hu on the shoulder and comforted him: "Now that I'm back, we will get back everything we lost from you."
