Looking at the suicide note written by Xiao He, Xu Zifan couldn't stop sighing. Xiao He had misjudged the person, or Li Yulong had hidden it too deeply. He did not judge 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, and why are you fighting for fame and fortune? After a hundred years, everything will be just a handful of loess, and you can take nothing with you.

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

Then Xu Zifan walked towards the door of the room of the Six Immortals of Peach Valley, pulled out the long sword that was stuck on the ground, put it into the scabbard behind him with a "cang clang" sound, turned to look at the six people, and sighed: "You 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 at this time.

"It's all your fault. If you didn't cry, why would we cry!" Several people said to Tao Shixian while crying.

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

…

Seeing this, Xu Zifan felt heavy and couldn't bear to see this kind of separation. He understood that maybe the six of them had already known 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 and come home again, 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.

"Uuuu...Mom, wake up!"

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

"...Mom, I want to hear you talk..."

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

…

The six people were crying loudly at this moment, their hearts were so sad that their tears were almost dry.

Xu Zifan walked out of this small temple, sighed, and looked up at the sky. The pink mist in the sky 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

At this time, it is like farewell to the colorful clouds, which is the last beautiful farewell to the deceased in his life.

Two hours later, the sky 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 the determination of the person who wrote it 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 of this place, which makes people wonder and puzzle.

Love is the most beautiful word, but also the most hurtful. I don’t know where it starts, where I live, where it ends, where it ends, 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 blows, and the whole peach forest rustles in the wind. It is the sound of green peach leaves colliding with each other in the wind, and pieces of pink petals are falling and dancing in the air, flying around.

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, the surroundings are flickering, the lit incense and the smoke are floating in the gentle wind, and the whole 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. At this time, memories are often triggered, and 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 again, 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 are long and time is passing. What is love? What is love? Who can tell clearly since 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 no longer had any tears, her face was dull, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

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

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

There was a child's voice, which was tender, cute, and pitiful. The voice gradually became ethereal and disappeared into nothingness, as if it had never appeared.

…

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, fluttered in the wind, and finally fell to the ground.

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

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk...

The white sword light flashed, and a peach tree turned into debris, falling to the ground. 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 it was there or not: "If the sky has love, the sky will also grow old. To 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 withered 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 the sky has feelings, the sky will also grow old. How can we bury our love?"

"Are you burying your feelings?"

He was trying to figure it out and comprehend some of the information he had just received from observing the love tablet.

Judging from the suicide note left by Xiao He, there is no mention of martial arts at all. 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.

On this point, Xu Zifan has now confirmed that 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 "Shen", they are human's seven emotions and six desires, and human's spiritual 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 and rivers will shed tears. It will make the surrounding heaven and earth 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, there are crouching tigers, hidden dragons, maybe there is a super master hidden somewhere in the world.

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 him, and he died silently in the deep primitive valley.

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 and super master of martial arts, her departure was so complete that there was no inheritance left, which made Xu Zifan feel very heartbroken.

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

"Burial of love, burial of love... It's really decisive!" Xu Zifan couldn't help but sigh.

The cool breeze is blowing, the peach trees are rustling, the bright moon has almost set, the night is about to pass, and the sun has 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 to 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.
To be continued...