Winter goes to spring, summer insects and autumn end, and in a blink of an eye, a year has passed.

After entering Layue, Xu's class came back, and Ximen Shang went to the dilapidated Black Wind Village to wait for Mu Qing, and waited until the twenty-ninth day of the first month, and Mu Qing was not seen.

Ximen Shang knew that Mu Qing had not left and was in retreat, so he climbed the mountain and knelt down at the platform where the cave was dug. At this moment, the cave has long been restored to its original state, and the bluestone is craggy, without the slightest trace of being excavated.

Ximen Shang bowed respectfully to the mountain wall, and said loudly: "Senior, this year, the Xu family class has been very smooth and has not encountered any trouble. The little one got the Spirit Pill given by his predecessors, and now he has successfully advanced to the Spirit Period-thank you for the great grace of the seniors——"

After thinking about it, he said: "Seniors rest assured, the juniors hid when they hit the realm and were not discovered by anyone." ”

After waiting for a while, Ximen Shang said again: "The Xu family class will leave again soon, the little one will say goodbye to his predecessors, and he will go down the mountain——"

He got up and wanted to leave. But suddenly a flash of fire flew from the mountain wall.

This firelight stopped in front of Ximen Shang, and when he looked at it, it was a fire-attribute flying sword, and there was a storage belt hanging from it.

Ximen Shang couldn't see the quality of this flying sword, but he knew that what came out of the hands of this "Senior Yang" must be of extraordinary quality!

Mu Qing's voice reached his ears, and he said: "Ximen Shang, the elixir in this storage belt can help you improve your cultivation, and there are a few defensive magic weapons in it, and this flying sword is also given to you." In the future, until you reach the impact spirit crystal, you don't need to come, and you can complete the task I gave you with peace of mind!"

Ximen Shang was overjoyed, kowtowed again and thanked him, saying "The little one obeys the order." After saying that, he took the flying sword and the storage belt, and went happily.

In the cave.

The bell glared at Mu Qing, pouted and said, "Take my things and give favors again!"

Mu Qing smiled indifferently and said, "Bell boss, this little thing is not worth mentioning, when I find my storage ring, the spirit flower and spirit fruit in it can be eaten as much as you want!"

The bell said: "I know all day long to brag about how many good things you have, and when I find it, if I find out that you lied to me, see how Boss Ben cleans you up!"

Mu Qing stopped opening her mouth and continued to meditate and cultivate.

Since resuming his cultivation, he still insists on bathing in the moonlight every month. The feeling of this moonlight is very wonderful, it does not help cultivation at all, but it has the effect of consolidating the foundation and cultivating the spiritual root and promoting the growth of hair.

Over the years, the five spiritual roots in Mu Qing's body have been like a big tree that has been carefully irrigated, not only is the body vibrant, but also countless tiny branches and young leaves have grown at the end......

This change made Mu Qing's spiritual power more pure, and the speed of mobilizing spiritual power was also faster. It also made Mu Qing notice for the first time the subtle differences between the qualifications of the same quality spiritual roots.

......

Soon, five years passed.

Ximen Shang once again boarded the platform and reported to Mu Qing.

It was not that he reached the Great Perfection in the late stage of Lingdong, but to tell Mu Qing that Xu Yizhi and Xu Erzhi sisters no longer followed the team to tour and began to live a stable life since this year. Because, they are all married and pregnant with children.

Xu Yizhi married Xu Si, but Xu Erzhi married to a neighboring village, and the man was an honest Zhuang family three years younger than her.

Do the math, the sisters of the Xu family are also thirty years old this year, and among mortals, it is too late to get married at this age......

......

Time is like water, and another twenty years have passed.

Ximen Shang came again and reported that the older generation of the Xu family had "unloaded their armor and returned to the field", and Xu passed on the position of class leader to his son, and he and his three brothers also began to live in retirement.

Mu Qing told Ximen Shang that from now on, there is no need to follow the Xu family class on tour, and he will temporarily live at the foot of Xujia Village, there is no very special thing, and there is no need to report again.

......

The snow covered the Black Wind Mountain, melted, and covered it again......

The monk is in retreat, not aware of the passage of time, but time never stops for anyone......

Since Mu Qing began the retreat, a full sixty years have passed.

On this day, it is the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve. Every household in Xujia Village is lit up. At noon, under the leadership of village chief Xu Jiufu, they went to the "Iron Gun Temple" to offer incense, and then dispersed, each went home, and began to prepare the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Mu Qing carried the bell and came out of the Black Wind Mountain, suspended in the air.

After a pause, the two turned into two rays of light and headed in the direction of Xujia Village......

This time, it's really goodbye......

I don't know if I will come back in the future......

Mu Qing wanted to go to Father Xu's grave to see, bid farewell to this benefactor for the last time, and finally sweep his grave once.

......

Five miles west of Xujia Village, there is a tomb.

An old tomb, the tombstones are a little damaged, but there are no weeds and gravel, which is the burial place of Father Xu.

Mu Qing and the bell lowered their light and came to the side of Daddy Xu's tombstone. Mu Qing held the tombstone in her hand, and couldn't help but think of Daddy Xu's voice and smile in her heart:

With wrinkles on his face and eyes narrowed from time to time, he took two puffs of the cigarette stick, and then knocked the cigarette stick on the wheel of the carriage......

"Ah Qing, there are many difficult roads in this world, and there are many sad hurdles, but you still have to live...... We have to live, and we have to live spirits! Without this spirit, we still live a fart!"

Daddy Xu's words rang in his ears again......

In his life, Father Xu smiled at the vicissitudes of life, stubborn and easy-going; he reluctantly hid one of his daughters, and devised the trick of "changing the world" to feed the whole team......

......

Mu Qing was in a trance, and suddenly heard the bell say, "Little brother Mu Qing, who do you see coming?"

Mu Qing turned her head to look and saw an ox cart coming on a small road, driven by a middle-aged man in his thirties, and on the car sat an old woman with silver hair and wrinkled face, both of whom were dressed as villagers.

Mu Qing frowned slightly, watched the ox cart slowly approach, and stopped.

The man helped the old woman out of the car and shouted into the old woman's ear, "Grandma, we are here!"

The old woman's eyes also seemed to be faulty, and she didn't see Mu Qing and Bell at all, and sat down in front of the tombstone with the help of the man, took out a handful of paper money from her arms, and took out a cigarette gun.

The man was busy filling the mouthpiece with tobacco leaves and lighting it with flint.

The old woman took a sip, groped for the stele, and said: "Dad, I came to see you again, my sister passed away last year, I told her when she left, let her go down and tell you, the two of us are not bitter, it is Daddy who is bitter, Daddy hides us, we don't complain at all, we know Daddy's hard work......"

As he spoke, he took another puff of his cigarette.

Listening to what the old woman said, Mu Qing saw a red mole on the sideburns behind the old woman's ear, and suddenly a wave of heat surged into her eyes, and she almost called out the sentence "Sister Erzhi".

Mu Qing didn't recognize Xu Erzhi at a glance, but the bell did. Because over the years, she often secretly went out to play, and also went to Xujia Village for a few walks.

The middle-aged man saw Mu Qing and the others next to the tombstone, his face was puzzled, and he said, "Are the two of you passing?"

The old woman heard the man's voice and asked tremblingly, "Qing'er, who are you talking to? Is there anyone else here?"

The man shouted, "It's a little brother and a girl." ”

The old woman said, "Are you asking for directions?

The man looked at Mu Qing and said, "Where are you going? How did you come to this cemetery? Five miles to the east is Xujia Village, and ten miles to the north is Liujia Village." My home is in Liujia Village. ”

The old woman said again: "Qing'er, you have to remember that when you encounter someone in trouble, you can stretch out your hand, my father was like this back then, and he once saved an immortal! This immortal also lived in our house, and also helped us pacify the mountain bandits on the Black Wind Mountain...... You say, if Dad hadn't saved him back then, he wouldn't have taken him back to the village, and he wouldn't have ......."

"My grandson got it. Grandma, you've said it many times! The one enshrined in the Iron Spear Temple is the immortal!" The man interrupted the old woman's chatter, turned his head to look at Mu Qing again, and cast an inquiring look.

Mu Qingqiang held back her tears, threw a smile at the middle-aged man, did not speak, just took a deep breath, took off the fox fur cloak on her body, stepped forward gently, carefully draped the cloak on Xu Erzhi's shoulder, smiled at the middle-aged man again, pulled up the bell and walked along the path into the distance......

The middle-aged man was a little suspicious, and said to the old woman: "Grandma, we have met a good person, the little brother just now gave you a cloak, you touch it, what kind of hair is this collar, but it is soft!" He also muttered in his mouth: "This little brother is so handsome, but he has white hair......"

The old woman touched the soft fox skin, her dry fingers trembled slightly, and she asked, "What about them?"

The middle-aged man said, "I've gone far." ”

Xu Erzhi stretched out his hand to touch the tombstone, choked up and said, "Dad, Brother Yang also came to see you, he hasn't forgotten you......"

He muttered to himself, "Sixty years...... You never came to eat the dumplings that my sister and I made again...... It's a pity for me...... Now I don't even have the strength to make dumplings...... Even if you come, you won't be able to eat it...... I don't have a mouth......"

As he spoke, Xu Erzhi smiled bitterly, and two lines of hot tears flowed out of his eyes, dripped down the wrinkles on the fox skin, and dripped in front of the monument......