Chapter 799: Send (three more monthly tickets)

There was silence on Longchi Mountain.
The big and small bear kings disappeared, and the clouds and rain and the black anaconda also disappeared, all entering the star sky.
Qin Xuan's fingertips, only the big Jiner was still there, shaking his wings slightly.
This Longchi Mountain seemed to have only one person left, a gu.
Qin Xuan smiled. In his previous life, he walked alone and was too lonely. From the top of Longchi Mountain, he sat cross-legged to practice, swallowing spirits and refining waterfalls, and nourishing the golden core in his dantian.
This retreat is seventeen years.
Seventeen years later, Qin Xuan walked out of Longchi Mountain.
Since he is now more than seventy years old, all sentient beings in the world are dying.
Qin Xuan went down the mountain, he went all the way to Linhai and entered the Mo family.
The world nowadays is not what it used to be. China, even the National Guardian Mansion no longer exists.
The spiritual veins are becoming more and more exhausted, and martial arts are difficult to cultivate. It seems that the word martial arts only exists in the legend.
But the world knows that in this world, there is still a place of fairy legends, and those families with long heritage know that there is still a current fairy in this world.
Longchi Mountain is the most mysterious place in China today, shrouded in clouds and mist, and a major military area.
In front of the Mo family, Qin Xuan was stopped, and he didn't look like an old man.
The entire Mo family is now even more depressed.
Qin Xuan did not pay attention to the security guard who was blocking the road. He stepped on his foot and the figure had disappeared, shocking the security guard to be indistinguishable.
At this moment, in a lobby, Mo Zhengfeng's face was pale, he was 120 years old, and although he was a master, he never entered.
A hundred and twenty years old is also a long life for a master.
Qin Xuan appeared silently, and in this room, several gray-haired old people were surprised.
When they turned their heads, the old face immediately became a little excited.
The three brothers Mo Jingfeng looked at Qin Xuan, especially at Qin Xuan's unchanging face, as if the three people in Jingshui in the past opened the way for Master Qin still in their ears.
Time passed, more than sixty years, everyone in the world is old, but only one person is still green.
Qin Xuan looked at Mo Zhengfeng and sighed softly.
In the early years, Mo Zhengfeng had once visited Longchi to worship. He had met once and knew that Mo Zhengfeng didn't have much time.
This is another person after he sent away Grandpa Xiao Wu.
Years are ruthless and no one is left. Qin Xuan looked at Mo Zhengfeng, who used to lead the way, but now it has reached the time of entering the loess.
Mo Zhengfeng turned his head awkwardly from the hospital bed and looked at Qin Xuan. He thought of getting up, his body was strong, but he could hardly have any energy.
"Why!" Qin Xuan sighed softly.
"Mo Zhengfeng..." Mo Zhengfeng's voice was hoarse and weak, his lips pursed.
Qin Xuan stepped forward slightly, Mo Zhengfeng's voice came out weakly, "I have seen the Qing Emperor!"
Qin Xuan sighed slightly, he seemed to see too much in Mo Zhengfeng's eyes.
There are nostalgia for the world, and satisfaction with the world, and there are pleadings, Mo Qinglian?
"I entered the realm of cultivation, if I meet her again, I will take care of her!"
"Mo family, I will be on this star one day, Mo family will stand tall!"
Qin Xuan said softly: "You can rest assured!"
Mo Zhengfeng smiled, and no longer bothered to speak.
Qin Xuan stayed in the Mo family for a full week, until that night, he finally sighed and turned away.
The last trace of the old man's life was completely gone.
Mo family, the whole family mourns!
Qin Xuan returned to Longchi and practiced again, and after a few years, he left again and entered the Qin family.
His grandfather is now one hundred and fourteen years old, a rare age.
Qin Xuan saw the same gray-haired parents and his dying grandfather.
He stayed at Qin's house for several months without any practice, and accompanied the old man for the last years.
In the next few years, he sent away an unknown number of people.
Including his uncle, even some people, Qin Ru, etc., they even had to leave earlier.
And Qin Xuan also seemed to sigh in his heart as he watched his parents getting aging.
In his previous life, he had never seen his parents look like this, but now he still feels uncomfortable looking at them.
Qin Weihua and others, those who used to be his peers, are now aging.
Several of his uncles have almost all passed away.
Qin Xuan had worshipped, and had nothing to do with past lives.
People die, even though there are millions of grievances, they have become empty.
In the past in Jiangnan, Qin Xuan once said.
The world laughs at me rampantly, the world laughs at me madly, look at the world after eternity, the world has gone through reincarnation, and I am still there, high above, looking down on all beings.
From the ancestral hall, Qin Xuan looked at the tablets, his eyes calm.
The listener called him crazy, not knowing it, and the vicissitudes of life were hidden.
Qin Xuan turned around and sighed quietly.
...
Qin's house, inside a villa.
He has sent away too many people, but now, it is finally his turn to the parents he missed in his previous life.
Qin Wende and Shen Xinxiu were lying on the bed, and they had no disease and pain all their lives.
"Qin Xuan!"
Qin Wende's eyes were dim, he could no longer see Qin Xuan's face, but he knew that Qin Xuan was there.
"Dad, I'm here!"
Qin Xuan's voice was a little hoarse, and he finally couldn't bear it.
He even had some regrets and shouldn't listen to the old sayings and insist on once.
"Don't be sad, who has not died in life since ancient times?" Qin Wende chuckled from his bed. "I have been satisfied in my life. I have had great ups and downs. I will have a complete family. I will have a filial wife and a filial son. What is the difference between ten thousand years and one hundred years?"
"My son, I am so young, I have nothing to ask for."
Qin Wende smiled, holding Shen Xinxiu in the palm of his hand lightly.
"Xiao Xuan, your dad, the old man, hasn't said a few good things in his life, but he did not say anything wrong this time!"
Shen Xinxiu smiled lightly, her face wrinkled, but she couldn't hide the happiness of her smile.
"We have lived for too long, I know you are reluctant, you are a good boy."
"In the old days, if you never left, your dad and I knew what you were thinking."
"Zixiao, it's a good thing, but Xiaoxuan!"
"Without you, your dad and I should have left long ago. It would not make much sense to stay in this world for decades."
The second elder smiled, "It's just a few more boring words like Qin Xuan and Qing Emperor!"
Qin Xuan knelt on the ground, listening one by one without interrupting.
Until, the second elder's voice became weaker, and his breathing became smoother.
I don't know it was that moment, as if the sound of the one-volt disappeared completely.
At this moment, Qin Xuan couldn't hide the tears.
"Dad, mom!"
Eternal past lives, decades in this life, seem to have come to an end in this hiss.
If always!
Qin Xuan had thought about it many times, but the only thing he couldn't think of was that he knew the result, but still heartache to this point.
The eternal emperor in the past, the first person in this life, was crying like a child at this moment.
On this day, the Qin family had a great funeral.
Qingdi carried the coffin and buried it himself.
The whole world, it's sad!