Chapter 58 Farewell, Brother Fu

"How are you doing?"

Fu Yuntian looked at Shifang: "Brother, I'm sorry, Taoer..."

Shifang's eyes shed tears and said, "Tao'er is fine for the time being. Brother Fu, you are invincible. Should it be all right?"

"I can't." Fu Yuntian shook his head slowly: "Just now, I can't be too broken to my heart, and I've been tricked by Fengyue... Brother, promise me something."

"Brother, don't talk yet. I have six golden lotus to save your life for the time being." Shifang couldn't help hugging him and falling into the underworld crowd.

"Where is the mysterious master?" Shifang glanced around, but the mystery disappeared.

Bian Susu said, "Master, the master went to chase Fengyue with Diao Han Fairy and Drunken Taoist Elders, and left Jinlian to you."

Shifang took Jinlian, looked at Fu Yuntian, who was about to die, and said anxiously, "Who will chase the master and come back to save Brother Fu. Where's the golden eagle? You ride the golden eagle."

Bai Feng covered his chest and said, "Master, the golden eagle's injury has not been healed, otherwise he would have participated in the war just now."

"Is it that the religion mainly uses six golden lotus to save Fu Yuntian?" Feng Hou looked at Fu Yuntian, held his wrist for a moment and said, "Mr. Fu's heart is broken and can't be cured."

Shifang said urgently, "We can save him with Jinlian."

Feng Hou shook his head: "Does the master want to kill his wife? If the six golden lotus are opened again, the spiritual power inside will be leaked, and the master's wife will definitely die.

Shifang was stunned on the spot.

Fu Yuntian's face was like gold paper. He smiled when he heard the words: "Brother, don't be sad. Life and death are determined by fate. Fu didn't care about someone at all."

At this time, the disciples of the Xiaoyao School also flew one after another under the leadership of Situ Ruyi. When they saw Fu Yuntian like this, they couldn't help but be sad.

Fu Yuntian gasped and said, "Brother, I'd like to ask you something."

"Brother, please tell me."

Fu Yuntian looked at the people of the Xiaoyao faction and said, "As soon as I leave, I'm afraid that the Xiaoyao faction will no longer be able to protect the aura spring. I beg my brother to teach for me after I die, and then pass it on to him when there is a suitable candidate in the future.

Shifang was stunned: "Brother, I..."

"I know you want to cultivate to the realm of immortals as soon as possible to save Taoer. My Xiaoyao Palace Reiki Spring is the best holy place for cultivation in the world. If you become a substitute teacher, you can enter it to practice, and you can also protect my teaching from being violated by others. Fu Yuntian said, raised his voice and said, "Xiaoyao sent disciples to listen to the order."

Hundreds of people led by Situ Ruyi bowed their heads and said, "Yes!"

"From today on, I will temporarily order Fu Yuntian to take the position of teaching in place of my Xiaoyao School, and all disciples should treat him like me. If there is a suitable candidate in the future, he will be in charge of teaching. Fu Yuntian reluctantly said so much and coughed again.

Shifang looked at Fu Yuntian, who was as white as paper, and remembered his once unrestrained figure, and his heart was in pain.

"Brother, take me to Yunhai to have a look."

Shifang nodded, picked up Fu Yuntian and set up the clouds, and slowly flew in the sky.

Situ Ruyi said, "Shangmen, if the wind and moon fairy or other enemies are here, you..."

Shifang turned around and said, "If my eldest brother and I were afraid of death, we would have escaped long ago."

Fu Yuntian looked at Shifang's resolute expression and smiled: "Brother, you have finally become a hero."

Blue sky and white clouds, breeze.

The white cloud is like a phantom white foal. There is no beginning or end. It wanders all the way with the wind. I don't know when and where it is blown away into a fog, or condensed into rain.

"It's a pity that I can't be buried with Cher until I die." Fu Yuntian looked at Bai Yun, his eyes were blurred, and he said gently.

The Flower Palace is thousands of miles away from here, and even the speed of Tang San and Fengyue Fairy is difficult to reach in a short time.

The Himalayas are covered with silver and white, and the towering mountains stand in the cold wind and have not yielded for ten thousand years.

Fu Yuntian looked at the distance infatuatedly. He didn't know what was in the distance that always made him yearn for it.

Perhaps a person's life is always pursuing a dream that he does not know, a free, unrestrained but never-to-reach shore.

"Brother, have you ever pursued in your life?" The two stopped in the air, let the breeze blow, and Fu Yuntian seemed to be talking to himself.

Shifang remembered the goal he set for himself at the beginning: to protect Taoer, calm down the obstruction, and be a fairy couple with her hidden world. But now Taoer only retains a trace of breath in the six golden lotus. Now the goal should be to reach the realm of the earth fairy as soon as possible or find a person in the realm of the earth fairy to save Taoer. But this ideal is so far away. How many people in the world can reach the realm of the earth fairy? Shifang felt a sense of powerlessness when he thought about it.

After holding on for so long, Taoer's happiness was not guarded, and Brother Fu would eventually die in the end. Shifang thought about it and burst into tears.

Fu Yuntian smiled and said, "Brother, I'll tell you. There is no end to life, and a hero should never give up on the road of pursuit. Maybe we can't get anything in the end, but this is what a person should live.

"But...why did Taoer end up now? Why do you..." Shifang choked and said, "If I pursue it all my life, I won't be able to grasp anything in the end? Maybe it's a good choice to accept your fate?"

After a moment of silence, Fu Yuntian said gently, "I don't know, but I have no regrets in my life."

In this vast world, white snow, towering mountains, and barren interpersonal places, human beings look so small...

Shifang touched the six golden lotus in his arms and said resolutely, "Brother Fu, I will definitely save Taoer and let everything go as I want."

But I didn't hear the echo.

Shifang looked down and looked. Fu Yuntian smiled, but his eyes were closed and there was no breath.

Shifang stood between heaven and earth like this, for a long time...

*****

Xiaoyao Palace, in the back mountain stone forest, a new tombstone is located under a quiet bamboo forest.

There are Xiaoyao disciples in black standing around, and the fresh drizzle moistens the green bamboo forest.

This is the place where the leaders of the Xiaoyao School are buried, and the ten directions have also passed from the future.

There is a solemnity and silence in the quiet bamboo forest. Not far away, there is the tomb of Li Ruxin, the first generation of the Xiaoyao School, and the tomb of Ren Xiaoyao, the second generation of the Xiaoyao School. Now the newly added tomb of Fu Yuntian is quietly located here.

A person's death is just a pile of loess. Shifang stood in the rain and stared at the new grave in front of him. Looking at the home of his former friend after his death, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Since their debut, Shifang has experienced too much life and death and parting, and there is still a long way to go, but those deceased friends, will they be better in another world?

Behind Shifang stood Hua Jiangnan, the Three Saints of Taishan, and Bian Susu. Yun Xiake and Begonia did not come. Maybe they always regarded Fu Yuntian as their enemy.

Standing on the left side of the ten square is the ancestor of Tianyuan Valley.

"The head of Fu has been free and easy all his life. In the end, he died in order to protect his friends without any regrets. The old man is decades longer than him. To tell the joke of the ten masters, the old man is really like the boss Fu at first sight. Lao Zu sighed gently: "My old friend is gone, and this era is about to pass. I'm old." After saying that, he turned around and walked through the gravel path and disappeared into the green bamboo forest with the drizzle.

Many good and evil people died in the first battle of the black religion Wanya Mountain. Now there are few scattered people who come to worship Fu Yuntian. When the ancestors left, the others also said goodbye one after another. In the end, only ten directions are still standing in the rain.

When I was young, when I was on the same journey, the cheerful laughter and free and easy charm have become a thing of the past.

It's the same with Taoer. When will she be able to save her?

Her smile, her sadness, her beautiful figure, she has brought deep warmth and endless thoughts to herself...

Since then, there has been only one person on the road of life, and those who have accompanied him have fallen into a deep sleep...

*****

Cherry looked in the direction pointed by Shifang. Sure enough, she saw a man sitting on the ground in front of him, and there was a steed horse standing beside him. Suddenly, she saw the figure. Both of them were a little excited and walked to the man.

The man also saw the two people. He got up and waited for them to come. Before he got close, Cherry exclaimed, "It's you!"

The man was stunned and said, "Does this girl know Xiaosheng?"

It turned out that this man was the drunkard yesterday. At this time, he had changed into a green shirt and soap towel and dressed up as a scholar. Shifang laughed and said, "You are so fast."

The scholar thought for a moment and suddenly patted his thigh and said, "Are you two the benefactors who paid for me and arranged my rest at the inn yesterday?"

Cherry and Shifang disared and said with a smile, "What kind of benefactors? What are you doing in this desert? My name is Cherry, and he is Shifang.

The scholar bowed and said, "Xiaosheng's surname is Fu, and the cursive character is Yuntian..."

The past scene wets the eyes in all directions...