Chapter 362: The song ends but the audience still lingers (12)

Chapter 362: The song ends but the audience still lingers (12)

Song Changyi flew at full strength for half a day, and it was already sunset, and he still couldn't feel the breath of Shu Han and Song Jinglun.

With his current cultivation level, he was far unable to catch up with the speed of the two of them. He also knew that even if he chased him, it would be useless, and he would most likely die at the hands of the possessed Song Jinglun.

But he doesn't care at all now.

This day was a huge blow to him.

His mother told him that the father he had always admired turned out to be a villain full of evil, and the person he had always hated was his biological father. He recalled in his heart Song Jinglun's teachings to him over the years, and he had been reluctant to believe it, but a series of things that happened afterwards forced him to accept it.

Song Changyi had been upright and willful for the first half of his life, all because he felt that Song Jinglun and Tang Shan'er were standing behind him no matter what.

Tang Shan'er's love and Song Jinglun's teachings are the source of Song Changyi's inner strength and tenacity.

But now, the work is done, and the good luck once was gone.

Song Changyi flew tiredly. He didn't know where he was going. He only knew that only this aimless pursuit could keep him from thinking about everything that had just happened.

Suddenly, his exhausted consciousness heard a faint call.

With a thought in his mind, Song Changyi suddenly looked at a mountain in the distance, his mood was turbulent, and finally he gritted his teeth and flew towards the mountain.

At this time, the high sun has dropped to the western horizon. The afterglow of the setting sun casts a dazzling golden light on the world. A touch of blood red is rendered in the golden halo. The entire land is immersed in the sadness of separation that is about to be immersed in the night.

Song Changyi came to the top of this big mountain at this time and saw a man sitting on the rocks facing the setting sun, his body covered with the afterglow.

The man's dull eyes were like the fading sun in the west, about to burn away the last trace of energy in his eyes.

Feeling Song Changyi's arrival, the man said feebly: "Since we are all here, why are you still refusing to come over? If you want to avenge your mother, just come, dad will be waiting for you here."

Song Changyi's heart was filled with sorrow and anger. He held the Earth Dragon Chongsun Sword of the same style as Song Jinglun in his hand and flew to Song Jinglun.

At this time, he looked at Song Jinglun and suddenly realized that the upright man before had now become so old.

Strands of white hair hang on his shoulders, and wrinkles slowly creep into the corners of his eyes. It is difficult to see the majestic appearance of the first person under the Nascent Soul.

"Where's Brother Yu! What did you do to Brother Yu?"

Song Changyi pointed his sword at Song Jinglun and asked through gritted teeth.

"It didn't work out and he's still alive."

Hearing this, Song Changyi said angrily: "How can I believe you now! What words you have told me over the years are true, and which words are false?!"

Song Jinglun murmured: "Is truth and falsehood so important... The world is striving for the truth, but whether it is true or false, the world has its own feelings. Changyi, how have you been living these years? You know it yourself, and since you know it, why do you need to find out whether it is true or false?”

Song Changyi said angrily: "It's not important whether it's true or not? How could it not be important! You have been good to my mother and me over the years, but are these all your true feelings? Are you just pretending to be your mother?" Treat me like a pawn and just throw it away when it’s time to use it? Just like you do with other people!”

"You think too much……"

Song Jinglun's anger was dissipating quickly like the setting sun.

"I said that the woman I, Song Jinglun, love most in my life is your mother... Although you are not my biological son, I have always treated you as my biological son..."

"lie!"

Song Changyi put his sword against Song Jinglun's throat and choked.

"Then why did you kill my mother!"

Song Jinglun had a painful expression on his face.

"That was her plan. She wanted to bring down me at the cost of her own life. No matter what she had done, I could forgive her, but Shan'er wanted to die. I had no choice but to help her..."

Then, Song Jinglun looked at the sad and angry Song Changyi, showing a soft smile.

"It's strange to say that I knew you were not my biological son, but the moment you were born, I decided to raise you as my biological son. Maybe it's because I love Wujiwu, or maybe it's because I feel guilty for my senior brother, but it's more likely It’s because I want to cultivate a person who carries the ideals of my past, a person who is upright, has good intentions, and is as righteous as my senior brother.”

"You have done well over the years. The only thing dad doesn't regret now is raising an outstanding son like you."

Song Jinglun puffed up his chest and said with a relieved smile: "Come on, Dad doesn't have much time left. Kill me and avenge your mother. If I die in your hands in the end, I will have no regrets..."

Song Changyi burst into tears as he listened, and the Earth Dragon Chongsun Sword in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

He was filled with resentment, but he couldn't do anything now.

Suddenly, Song Jinglun choked, and the light in his eyes quickly dissipated. He tremblingly stretched out his hand and pointed to the west.

He used up his last bit of strength and said: "Go...to the west...through the vast wilderness...through the Liquid Silver Desert...to Xingluojiao...help me take care of..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Jinglun's hand stretched out to the west suddenly fell down, the last trace of look in his eyes disappeared, and all his life force was exhausted at this moment.

Song Jinglun, the all-powerful and powerful person under the Nascent Soul, ended his life as the red sun set in the sky.

Song Changyi watched him take his last breath, and for some reason, he felt infinite sadness in his heart. With a heart full of sorrow, Song Changyi buried Song Jinglun on the top of the mountain.

When he erected the monument, he struggled repeatedly in his heart, but finally he was willing to believe what Song Jinglun said before his death, and finally engraved this line of words on the monument.

"The Tomb of My Father Song Jinglun"

Kneeling in front of the tomb for a night, Song Changyi finally left the tombstone and returned to Huoyun Shana.

Song Changyi returned to Huoyun Shana and brought back the news of Song Jinglun's death, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. And told Wei Haolong that Shu Han was not dead, which made Wei Haolong completely put down his hanging heart.

"I knew that Lao Yu was a tough guy and would not die so easily."

Then Wei Haolong looked at the sky in the distance, revealing a lonely look, and murmured: "But since he is not dead, why doesn't he come back?"

After that, Song Changyi took over the position of the head of Huoyun Shanshan naturally. With the help of the reputation of Master Qinglei, he began to work on the restoration of Huoyun Shanshan.

Under his command, all the elders and disciples gradually restored the broken Huoyun Shanshan to its original state. After more than a year of hard work by Song Changyi, Huoyun Shanshan is back on track again.

And Wei Haolong and Song Changyi also waited together at the top of Huoyun Peak for a whole year, but Shu Han never returned.

Finally, Wei Haolong sighed and said, "Damn old Yu, he's alive and well but he just won't come back. Did he forget about us two old brothers?"

Song Changyi murmured, "Brother Yu is not a heartless person. He may have encountered some difficulties, but I believe that one day Brother Yu will come back."

Then Song Changyi looked down at the well-organized sect and said, "Brother Wei, I plan to travel far away. I may come back in a short time, or I may not. Let Elder Tianhuo take over the position of the head."

Hearing this, Wei Haolong was not surprised at all, because in the past year, he knew that if the sect was not in crisis, Song Changyi would not want to sit in this position.

This position is a dream for others, but it is a torment for Song Changyi.

"It just so happens that I am also planning to travel far away. It's all because of this guy Lao Yu. His apprentice kidnapped my precious apprentice back then, and he only wrote to me now. Alas, Lao Yu is gone, and someone has to take care of them. I have to take time to go and see them."

After that, Wei Haolong looked at Song Changyi and asked, "Lao Song, where are you going again?"

"Xingluojiao..."

Song Changyi sighed, "A place that Song Jinglun asked me to go before he died."

...

North of Dayun, Bei'an Town.

Bei'an Town is a large town where casual cultivators gather.

This place was still a small town hundreds of years ago, and the increasingly prosperous casual cultivator trade made this town bigger and bigger. Gradually, many casual cultivators settled in this town, and bred a family of cultivators, controlling most of the trade in Bei'an Town.

Three hundred years ago, the largest family of cultivators in Bei'an Town was the Bai family.

The ancestor of the Bai family was a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. After traveling here, he settled down in Bei'an Town. He used his strength and skills in refining tools and alchemy to write "Bai's Refining Records", quickly became rich, and became the largest cultivation family in Bei'an Town.

However, after the death of the ancestor of the Bai family, the Bai family had no successors, and each generation was inferior to the previous one. As a result, the family business was constantly eroded by other families and gradually fell into decline.

A hundred years ago, the Bai family was targeted by the Jiang family, which was in its heyday. The Jiang family coveted the "Bai's Refining Records" handed down by the Bai family, launched a surprise attack, and almost wiped out the Bai family. Only a few Bai family children who were training outside escaped by chance.

However, just three years ago, Bai Xingyan, a descendant of the Bai family, suddenly returned to Bei'an Town with his wife.

Many people in Bei'an Town still remember this Bai Xingyan, who was hailed as a representative figure of one generation inferior to the next.

But in less than ten years, when Bai Xingyan returned, he had already stepped firmly into the middle stage of foundation building and became a well-known figure in Bei'an Town! And as soon as Bai Xingyan returned, he joined hands with his wife and rushed into the Jiang family without saying a word.

The Jiang family's ancestor was at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, and there were several foundation building clansmen with extraordinary strength! People in Bei'an Town thought that Bai Xingyan was crazy and dared to offend the Jiang family.

But on that day, layers of starlight emerged from the Jiang family mansion, and bursts of piano music rang out. In just half a day, all the foundation building cultivators of the Jiang family were wiped out, and the once famous Jiang family collapsed.

Bai Xingyan became famous in one battle and became a well-known big man in Bei'an Town. The lost Bai family members gradually returned. The Bai family once again grew stronger in Bei'an Town.

And today, a terrifying golden elixir breath arrived at the Bai family mansion.

Bai Xingyan and his wife Di Guxue felt the breath coming and hurried out of the mansion. Di Guxue held the little baby who just turned three and looked up at the sky. She immediately showed the joy of a little girl. She waved desperately in the air and shouted: "Master! Master!"

Wei Haolong landed in a bad mood and said sarcastically: "You still know how to call me master, after so many years..."

Before he finished speaking, Di Guxue ran over with her skirt lifted and gave Wei Haolong a solid hug.

Wei Haolong couldn't help laughing and patted her and said: "Okay, okay, what did the master tell you? Girls should be reserved and solemn, but you still can't change it!"

Bai Xingyan walked over with the baby and said respectfully: "Disciple meets Uncle Wei!"

Seeing Bai Xingyan, Wei Haolong was angry again.

He snorted, "You damned fellow, hey, Lao Yu is not here, I can't bully you behind his back. If Lao Yu was here, I would definitely teach you a lesson! Lao Yu is gone, I can only keep an eye on you for him, it's really annoying!"

Bai Xingyan was shocked: "Uncle Master! What happened to the old master?"

"What happened?"

Wei Haolong said: "Don't worry, he is not dead, but his whereabouts are unknown. This damned fellow didn't even know to come back. Don't look down, your master is very capable, and the person who can kill him is probably not born yet!"

Then, Wei Haolong looked at the timid boy, and the boy couldn't help shrinking behind Bai Xingyan's legs when he saw Wei Haolong looking at him.

Bai Xingyan picked him up and said, "Erdan, don't be afraid, this is the master!"

Wei Haolong looked at Erdan's little face and couldn't help asking, "Who gave you the name, Erdan?"

Bai Xingyan said embarrassedly, "The master gave me the nickname Erdan, and the full name is Bai Sicheng."

Wei Haolong's face turned black: "Erdan? Damn old Yu, you are so stupid to give your child this name!"

"Come on, Erdan, let the master hold you!"

Little Erdan grabbed his father's clothes and said in a baby voice, "No... master... master is not like this... man!"

Wei Haolong touched his head and said, "Little Erdan, you are talking about that ugly master, and I am your handsome master. Hurry up and forget about the bastard ugly master who gave you the name. Follow me, the handsome master, and you will have a future!"

Erdan burst into tears.

"No! I want my master! I want my master!"

Wei Haolong's face darkened again, and he turned his head to Di Guxue who was laughing with her hands covering her mouth and said: "This kid was drugged by Lao Yu, why is he still thinking about that guy!"

Di Guxue explained: "As soon as the child was born, Xingyan and I practiced in seclusion, and it was my uncle who brought him up. And he did drug him. For Erdan, my uncle used many expensive spiritual medicines from the "Seven Stars Yuantai Jue", so the child naturally loves my uncle."

"Hiss!"

Wei Haolong took a breath of cold air: "The "Seven Stars Yuantai Jue"? Lao Yu is indeed a local rich man!" Then he sighed: "Hey, I don't know when this local rich man will come back. Without that local rich man, I can't drink his wine..."

…………

The fire cloud kept heading west, and the spiritual energy became increasingly scarce.

With Song Changyi's speed of escape, he traveled for half a month and came to a wasteland that could not be seen at a glance. This is the famous Wanli Wasteland. Then he walked and stopped in the wilderness for a month, and finally left this vast wilderness and came to a desert with silver-like quicksand.

The desert flashed with dazzling silver light. This was the famous Flowing Silver Desert in the north of Dayun.

Song Changyi continued to cross the Flowing Silver Desert to the west. At this time, the spiritual energy was becoming increasingly scarce. After another half a month of travel, he finally passed through the dazzling Flowing Silver Desert and came to the long mountains on the edge of the desert.

At this time, Song Changyi suddenly found an impact crater in this bare mountain range. This crater seemed to be formed by a meteorite impact, but when he carefully observed the impact crater, he found that the dark rock inside was actually magma rock formed by the solidification of the magma of Huoyun Peak.

How could the magma of Huoyun Peak fly here?

This place is nearly 100,000 miles away from Huoyun Peak!

With doubts in his heart, Song Changyi crossed the mountains on the edge of the Flowing Silver Desert. The moment he crossed the mountains, he saw the most beautiful scene in the world.

The endless, colorful sea of ​​flowers extended from the end of the sky to the foot of the mountains. The sky above was also rendered into a colorful sky by the boundless sea of ​​flowers.

It was so gorgeous, so colorful, so breathtaking that Song Changyi instantly forgot the purpose of coming here.

After being immersed for a long time, Song Changyi came back to his senses.

He looked at the sea of ​​flowers and suddenly saw a small and exquisite attic in the sea of ​​flowers.

At this time, a woman in coarse clothes came out of the attic. She stepped on the ground barefoot, with a bamboo basket hanging on her arm, and a bottle in the bamboo basket. Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders. The color of the sea of ​​flowers was stained on her snow-white skin. Even a coarse dress could not hide the freshness and refinement of this woman.

She walked happily in the flower field, without any worldly troubles on her face. From time to time, she took care of the fallen bouquets, and more often she bent over and carefully collected nectar with a small tool.

Song Changyi looked at this scene, his eyes couldn't help but be infatuated. He finally knew why Song Jinglun asked him to come here before his death. He couldn't help but fly towards the woman, but the woman was concentrating on picking nectar and didn't notice Song Changyi.

At this time, three more women came out of the attic. They saw Song Changyi flying over and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Sister! Look!"

The girl who was picking nectar looked back in surprise. At this time, Song Changyi was approaching.

The moment she saw Song Changyi, the flower basket fell to the ground, and crystal tears couldn't help but flow from her eyes.

"You are here..."

Song Changyi trembled and said, "Chun'er... I am not his biological son, we..."

Gu Panchun smiled with tears in her eyes, and couldn't bear to take her eyes off Song Changyi. She covered her mouth and murmured, "Daddy said you would come..."