Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

Old and immortal! Can people really be immortal?

Obviously, what Xiao Yingxu said was wrong. There are very few people in the world who live past 100! And the life span of a cultivator is also limited. There is no one who truly lives with the passage of time! No, it should be said that there are, but the world does not know. Shen Yichen is very lucky, he has seen it! That red spider lily, that strange green flame, can live with the passage of time!

In the eyes of the world, if a cultivator cannot break through the shackles of cultivation, he will eventually disappear in a hundred years at the shortest, or three to five hundred years at the longest! The reason why cultivators seek sainthood and enter the realm of saints is only because saints have a longer lifespan, but there will still be a day when their lives will run out!

Those people in the world who have lived for thousands of years are more or less related to those things that exist with time, but people in the world just don’t know it!

Actually, there is another way in the world that may be with the years, that is inheritance! But in the process of inheritance, there will always be some mistakes and changes, so it is different from Qingyouyan and Bianhua, and these people in the world don’t know it!

Just as Youyou and Shen Yichen guessed, many things or legends in the world may have been false from the beginning, a scam, such as saints being immortal!

It was only after the old beggar became a saint that he realized that what he had been seeking all his life, to be with the mountains and rivers and to shine with the years, was false. However, this statement also gave many cultivators a lot of motivation and direction! Otherwise, wouldn’t thousands of cultivators be really confused!

Turn off the wind!

"Can you really not die?"

Ziyuan, wearing a gauze brocade cloud hat, asked the old beggar who was drinking.

"If you don't know what you are seeking, if you have no desires in your heart, what difference does it make between death and immortality?"

The old beggar's words sounded more like what he said to himself!

"You still can't let her go, but she's already dead. Is there any meaning in your life? Didn't you say she was the only one in your heart? But why didn't you die with her?"

Ziyuan's tone was very excited! And the person she was talking about should be the herb-collecting girl in the old beggar's mind.

The old beggar was speechless!

The old beggar once wanted to die together with the herb-picking girl he loved, but even though he was a saint, he did not have the courage to commit suicide, or he could not kill himself. He could only live like a dog, wandering the streets, missing the herb-picking girl in his heart, and letting the passing years end his life!

Now if we have to say why he didn't die, maybe there is another reason, that is, he still has an apprentice! In fact, there is another reason why the old beggar didn't die, that is the promise, the promise between men!

The tenacity of love in the world is not just the love between men and women, there is also a kind of love between friends and confidants. Although Ji Xuanfeng may have deceived the old beggar back then, he kept his promise and waited for him to come back!

"All men are liars, and men who become saints are even more of liars!"

Ziyuan talked to herself, she was also drinking Zuimengshao!

"Master, what should I call her?"

It was rare for Murong Ruoxi to call her Master so respectfully, because the woman opposite her was the woman her Master had loved!

"I am your master's wife, the former master's wife, the master's wife who is just one step away from the wedding night!"

Zi Yuan answered first, looked at Murong Ruoxi, and said with a smile:

"Your apprentice is good, but little girl, stay away from him. Be careful not to fall in love with him!"

After Ziyuan finished speaking, she muttered to herself:

"How I wish you didn't have the chance to love him, what a pity..."

"Ziyuan, my disciple has someone he loves, and he should be no worse than me, but..."

The old beggar did not finish his words, but instead looked up at Qiu Sansheng. That must be a poor child!

"You found a good son, but he's a little too stubborn! He's not like you, but he has the same temper as you!"

After the old beggar finished speaking, he drank another bowl of Zuimengshao. Murong Ruoxi was very obedient, and she poured the wine for both of them!

"If you hadn't left that night, maybe our grandson would be this big now!"

Ziyuan has admitted that Qiu Sansheng is not her son!

"Mom, what are you talking about? Are you drunk?"

Qiu Sansheng is also considered a figure. He can still control himself at this moment, but his fists are clenched so tightly that veins are bulging!

"Sansheng, from today on you are free. No more hatred, no more mother. You can live the life you want!"

Ziyuan spoke to Qiu Sansheng in a somewhat cold tone!

"Ziyuan, do you know why I left you? You only have yourself in your heart. You made him hate me for the first half of his life, but now you make him forget it with just one sentence! Is this possible? Has he ever thought about what kind of life he wants?"

The old beggar looked at Qiu Sansheng with some regret in his heart. He took a sip of wine and continued:

"Hey! Just like back then, after we drank the wedding wine, you talked about the life you wanted, but you never asked me a question. I admit that I once loved you, but how much of that love was forced on me by you?"

Murong Ruoxi couldn't listen any longer and said to herself:

"Master, what you said is really shameless! Can love be forced?"

Zi Yuan didn't care and said softly:

"Drink, I forgot about it!"

The pain in Ziyuan's heart is unspeakable, or rather, she doesn't need anyone to understand her, because her life has come to an end!

"You old fool, let's talk about business instead of talking about useless past events. You are already this old, and you are still talking about love and affection. Aren't you ashamed?"

Xiao Yingxu had wanted to speak for a long time, but he couldn't get a word in!

"Yingxu, go play somewhere else. This is an adult matter, don't butt in!"

Murong Ruoxi wanted to drive Xiao Yingxu away, but she didn't dare to say a word, and Xiao Yingxu actually spoke nonsense!

"Sister-in-law, it's too late if you don't tell me. Your master's wife is here to kill people. Hey, I don't know how to address you. Can you let your son return the spear to its original owner?"

Xiao Yingxu's words shocked Murong Ruoxi. She didn't realize that her master's wife was here to kill people!

Ziyuan turned to look at Xiaoyingxu and asked softly:

"Are you from Daoyuan Sect?"

"You should be too!"

Xiao Yingxu’s words shocked the old beggar, because he didn’t know!

"Whose disciple are you?"

"What is your Dao name?"

Xiao Yingxu is really not afraid at all!

Zi Yuan stared at Xiao Yingxu for a while, then turned to look at the wine on the table and muttered to herself:

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me, why should I think so much about it!"

"You old fool, please say something, or I'll tell her!"

Xiao Yingxu even confused the old beggar, let alone others!

The old beggar asked unhappily:

"What on earth are you doing, little brat!"

"I want a gun, I don't want to steal it, let her give it to me before she dies!"

Murong Ruoxi felt a little dizzy and asked:

"Xiao Yingxu, who wants to die?"

"Hey, ask your son to give you the gun, and I'll tell you a secret!"

Ziyuan ignored Xiaoyingxu and drank her wine slowly.

"Hey, even if you agree, Daoyuan Sect's Ice Dew can't kill a saint!"

After Xiao Yingxu finished speaking, he took the gun and left!

But Ziyuan was shocked inside!

"You, whose disciple are you from Daoyuan Sect?"

"Master's Wife, he is the disciple of Daoyuan Sect Master Qingyao!"

Murong Ruoxi still opened her mouth and called her "Master's Wife".

The old beggar really miscalculated. He didn't expect Xiao Yingxu would actually know that, but he didn't drink any alcohol. What the old beggar didn't know was that Xiao Yingxu was too familiar with Bingning Hanlu!

The old beggar chose to pretend not to know!

"Zi Yuan, you want to kill me? No, you still have to fulfill your oath and die on the same day, month and year as me!"

"You're still so annoying, but you're also my favorite! You already knew there was ice dew in the wine, right?"

"Hey, of course I know the wine is poisonous. I drink more wine than water!"

The old beggar felt a little disappointed. He didn't want Ziyuan to have any regrets, but Xiao Yingxu didn't understand his heart!

Murong Ruoxi looked at Xiao Yingxu, who was playing with a gun in the distance, in shock, and cursed in her heart:

"It's another old monster like Ah Mei. No, it's a little monster!"

But Murong Ruoxi did not interrupt the conversation between her master and his wife, because the two were very calm, and she had a feeling that Zi Yuan was not here to kill anyone, but to say goodbye, or to let her master send her off!

Ziyuan didn't say anything, but just looked at the old beggar quietly.

The old beggar reached out and took off the gauze hat that covered his face, and asked:

"You know you can't kill me!"

Murong Ruoxi did not see the appearance of her master's wife Ziyuan, because after the hat was taken off, a red veil fell on her master's wife's head!

"My Taoist name is Qing Yuan!"

Xiao Yingxu was having fun playing with a gun when suddenly someone appeared!

"You are Uncle Qing Yuan! No, you are the traitor Qing Yuan!"

Ziyuan ignored Xiao Yingxu!

"What? You still don't want to take off my red veil? Oh, I can't take off my red veil by myself today!"

The old beggar was pinching a corner of his red veil, still hesitating!

"You old fool, if you don't take it off, she won't be able to see you anymore!"

Xiao Yingxu left after saying that. He probably didn’t want to see Ziyuan!

The old beggar hesitated for a moment!

But! Alas, regret is something that even a saint cannot avoid, and it is also his own fault!

The warm wind is closed, the autumn wind rises, and the morning glow disappears!

Every time I cry out in pain, I call out “Mom!”