Star Iron: Maple of Reincarnation

"You haven't even combed your hair yet. You're paying less and less attention to your image." Mo Feng jokingly combed Fu Xuan's fluffy pink hair. It obviously had never been taken care of, but it felt surprisingly good.

"Well...really? I'm not going to become a green bird, am I?" Fu Xuan said, a little unhappy.

"I'm just kidding. I woke up in a hurry this morning, so it's normal that I didn't have time to take care of it. Besides, isn't it nice to be a green bird?"

(“A-choo—which poker player is still thinking about me after losing money.” Qingque rubbed his nose)

The two came to the place they had agreed to meet with Jing Yuan. Since the two took over Luofu affairs, Jing Yuan started to wander around the world again. They might not see him for a few days, but they were used to it.

Jing Yuan was not wearing his usual military attire, but was dressed in white.

In fact, Mo Feng had already guessed this before, because the day Jing Yuan asked them out was Jing Liu's birthday, which he learned from Fu Xuan.

If there is anyone in this world who would specially remember the old Five Heroes of the Cloud, it would probably be only the only surviving member of the Five Heroes of the Cloud.

Bai Heng died, Ying Xing and Yin Yue were no longer the same, and Jing Liu was probably...

"Thank you for your help. After much thought, I decided to invite you. I think she will be happier." Jing Yuan's face was still full of a warm smile. He always seemed to treat people like this. If he hadn't closed his eyes, it would be more representative. He would probably be called the "Smiling General."

Mo Feng didn't ask any more questions, and followed Jing Yuan's footsteps, slowly walking to a wasteland in Luofu. This place seemed to have been a training ground, but it was destroyed by the Fengrao Army and there was no time to rebuild it.

And in a corner of the wasteland, there is a monument without any words on it.

This was a corner that neither Mo Feng nor Fu Xuan had noticed before. After all, Luofu Cave Heaven was of unknown miles in radius and much larger than an ordinary planet. A monument without words on it would certainly not attract their attention.

Moreover, it looked like it was newly established not long ago, which made it even less likely for the two people who were busy every day to notice it.

But since Jingyuan brought them here, the meaning of this monument without words becomes extraordinary.

"She made many mistakes in her life and committed irreparable sins. Although it was not her intention, the sins are irreparable. Even if she was the sword master of the previous generation, she could not enjoy the glory of the sword master. Although she may not care at all, I still want to erect a plaque for her that she deserves." Jing Yuan said.

Fu Xuan and Mo Feng were both silent. After all, the topic was a bit heavy, and if the laws of the Immortal Boat were really to be followed, a monument would be erected for the guilty person, and he would be sentenced. Even Jing Yuan would have to receive greetings from the Ten Kings Division.

Therefore, this is ultimately a monument without words, and there will probably be no inscriptions on it in the future. This is all Jing Yuan can do.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

Mo Feng and Fu Xuan knew very well what Jing Liu meant to Jing Yuan, just like what they meant to each other. If there was no Jing Liu, there might not be Jing Yuan today.

If we talk about causality a little more, without Jing Yuan, there might not be Mo Feng and Fu Xuan today.

"Senior Jingliu, is she really..." Mo Feng was a little hesitant to ask. After all, Jingliu was only missing until now, and to confirm his death, he had to see the body. After all, the incident of the big-tailed fox Tingyun was still vivid in his mind, and he had been busy for a long time in order to eliminate the impact.

"She's dead. She died around the time of exile. Since then, Jianshou Jingliu is no longer there, and what's left is just a war machine bent on revenge." Jing Yuan didn't mind. After all, the past is over, and he didn't want to hide anything when he brought two people here today.

He actually didn't have many friends in Luofu. Most of them were people he deliberately associated with for political, economic, or personal connections. As early as when the Yunshang Five Warriors fell apart, his friendships gradually became less pure.

The two people behind him should be considered as Luofu's few close friends. If we count a few more, Yanqing and Qingque may also be considered as his close friends. But Yanqing is more like his own child than a friend, and Qingque, the quirky girl, has a closer relationship with Fu Xuan.

"During the stellar core catastrophe, she confessed to me that the next time she sees the Pharmacist, either she will die or the Pharmacist will die. There is no other possibility. Since the Pharmacist is still alive, Jingliu is probably no longer in this world. However, her soul has died long ago, and now only her body has dissipated." Jing Yuan said.

Jing Yuan leaned over and gently wiped the dusty, inscriptionless stele with his hand, his eyes looking somewhat weathered.

Some past years will come to mind from time to time even if people don't think about them. The people of Xianzhou chose to pursue immortality, but in order to avoid the troubles brought by immortality, they chose to give up their emotions.

But without any emotions, people are just living. What is the point of living like that?

The long road of life is but a moment, passing in the blink of an eye as we say hello to our neighbors. We came naked and left naked, leaving nothing behind but having lived.

"When I met her, she was already the sword master. At that time, except for Ling Shi, no one in the entire Xianzhou Alliance could withstand three swords in her hands. After all, the only thing she lacked from Ling Shi was his overbearing power." Jing Yuan said with some nostalgia, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was talking to the two people behind him.

"She could have been a general, but she said she was used to being alone and didn't like these complicated mundane things. She gave up the position of general that was within her grasp and devoted herself to being her elegant swordsman. When I was a child, I wanted to be a sea ranger who eliminated evil and promoted good, so I wanted to become her apprentice and learn her carefree style."

"At that time, I was also arrogant and ignorant. I had never even held a sword before, but I actually worshipped the Sword Master as my teacher. But the master agreed without even thinking about it, saying, 'Whoever wants to learn her sword, she will teach.' Of course, I was not the only one who worshipped her as a teacher. I was not the first, nor the last, but I was the only one who persisted."

"The master is teaching us swordplay in the martial arts arena nearby. It's possible to practice swordplay all day long. Most people just covet the master's reputation and swordplay skills. In the hell of training, they retreat when they see the difficulty."

Mo Feng didn't want to interrupt Jing Yuan, but he felt that these people might still be coveting Jing Liu's beauty... but it didn't matter.

"In the end, I failed to gain her recognition. After all, my swordsmanship talent was not that good, and I could not comprehend the essence of her domineering swordsmanship. But she never questioned me, and she never felt disappointed because of having such a bad disciple like me. She was always like this, terribly cold and indifferent, as if any problem could be solved with just a sword in front of her."

Mo Feng glanced at Fu Xuan, wondering if she had been like this before.

There is nothing in the world that cannot be solved by divination. If there is, it means that your divination skills are not up to standard. He has a cold face to everyone and is immersed in the work of the Taibusi all day long.

Fu Xuan saw Mo Feng glance at him and immediately understood what he was thinking. He was a little angry and pinched the flesh on Mo Feng's kidney. Mo Feng almost cried out in pain and ruined the atmosphere.

"Later, we met Ying Xing, Yin Yue, and Bai Heng. We had similar interests and hit it off. But in the blink of an eye, it all became the past." Jing Yuan chuckled and shook his head. He was indeed getting old. When people are poor, they return to their roots. When they have free time, they always think about these trivial things.

"I have always been clear about my feelings for my master, but I was afraid that my impulse might destroy the relationship we had already established. I thought that we are immortals with long lifespans, and there will always be opportunities. Until the Yinyue Rebellion, those words were destined to remain unsaid." Jing Yuan said.

"Perhaps, if I had said it at the beginning, it would still end like this, but at least, I wouldn't be as regretful as I am now. What a pity, life is always full of regrets." Jing Yuan bowed to the monument without words, "Master, I, your unworthy disciple Jing Yuan, am here to see you. Today is your birthday. You never pay attention to these things, but your disciple will remember them."

"Luofu is doing well now. Your wish for Luofu to prosper has been fulfilled by someone. You will be happy, right?"

"These two are the current generals of Luofu. They are much younger and more promising than this unworthy disciple. If you had met more disciples like them, perhaps your legacy would not be left without successors."

"May your departed soul protect Luofu and make it prosperous forever. Your disciple Jing Yuan presents this to you."

Jing Yuan leaned over and kowtowed to the inscriptionless stele several times, tears streaming down his face. As a general, he had never cried before. For Luofu, a general could not be cowardly, and he had never lost face for Luofu.

If Jingliu was still the same Jingliu as before, he could proudly say that he was her last disciple and never bring disgrace to his master.

But he is also a human being, he has just experienced a lot and has become a little numb.

Mo Feng and Fu Xuan also leaned forward and bowed three times to the wordless monument. This was the highest etiquette in Xianzhou, second only to kowtow. Although Jing Liu almost brought Luofu to a catastrophic disaster, what she had done for Luofu in the past should not be buried. She deserved her respect.