Inextinguishable Martial Venerable

“Gu Fei, you have been there for a few days.” The blue robe Daoist was Steward Mo Songxuan of the Flower Forest Pavilion. When he saw Gu Fei, unexpectedly was some unusually standing up from the table.

“I have seen Morartial Uncle!” Gu Fei quickly stepped forward and saluted Mo Songxuan.

“Hey! Gu Fei, your Master has gone out two days ago.” Mo Songxuan’s expression was a little sad, which made Gu Fei feel a move, making him feel uneasy.

“My Master is out, I will go see him elderly!” Gu Fei quickly turned and rushed out of the Flower Forest Pavilion. However, Mo Songxuan actually stopped him at the back.

“Gu Fei, your Master is out, but…” Mo Songxuan was a little hesitant.

Gu Fei quickly turned around and looked at Mo Songxuan. The uneasiness in his heart was even stronger. He asked: “Martial Uncle, is it happening to my Master? You are going to say it!”

Mo Songxuan’s words and words stopped Gu Fei’s heart hanging up, and the palms were sweating because of the tension.

“Gu Fei, you have to be mentally prepared!” Mo Songxuan indulged, actually said such a sentence, looking at Gu Fei’s gaze, with a trace of mercy.

“don’t tell me ……” Gu Fei’s heart was shaking, and the body could not help but unexpectedly is a step back. He trembled and asked: “don’t tell me my Master…”

Mo Songxuan does not say that the expression dignified points nods.

His action almost caused Gu Fei to collapse. Gu Fei’s eyes in front of him suddenly collapsed, and his head seemed to be stunned by a nine heavens, smashing him away from East, West, North, and South. .

A line of tears flowed down his face, and the kind face of the Master emerged in his mind, but at this time, he was separated from the Master Actual Celestial. Before the Master retreats, he is already faint to know, this is the last chance for the Master.

His Master is over 150 years old, and the deadline will come at any time, but when the Master really dies, he can’t accept it. Wan Xiancheng For Gu Fei, it is no longer a simple Master.

“Gu Fei, you have to change your mind!” Mo Songxuan saw Gu Fei sorrowful because of the death of to know Master. The face was distorted and could not help but sigh.

Too much forgotten, too ruthless, in fact, the path of cultivation people generally see Life and Death very light, the more Dao Law’s deep path of cultivation, the more indifferent to Life and Death. However, Gu Fei is not an cultivator, he is cultivator martial practitioner.

He has feelings, and his feelings are still very rich. Martial is actually an cultivator, Martial Dao is also Human Road, Seven Emotions and Six Desires, it is the name of Human.

Since the name of is Human, you should not give up. Therefore, Gu Fei does not have to hide his inner feelings, but will vent his grief.

“Martial Uncle! This is the time.” Gu Fei let his tears blur his eyes and did not reach out to wipe it, he asked Mo Songxuan with grief.

“Your Master was died during meditation last night, he can’t let you go, want to see you, but…” Mo Songxuan has some feelings of said. Although Wan Xiancheng is not the same kind of Senior Brother relationship with him, his friendship with Wan Xiancheng is good.

Mo Songxuan is cultivator, path of cultivation is to abandon Seven Emotions and Six Desires, although Wan Xiancheng is his Senior Brother, but if you can’t cultivate to Immortal God Realm, people will die, Mo Songxuan is not It seems too sad.

The path of cultivation is to understand Heavenly Dao, Dao Law is natural, there is life and death, there is dryness and glory, this is the law of the heavens and the earth, and it is the cultivator’s point of view.

“Master ……disciple is not filial!” Gu Fei face upwards sorrow, tears streaming, his appearance like this effectively led all around the disciples looked at him with amazement.

“This is what your Master told me to hand you over!” At this time, Mo Songxuan found a parcel and a purple stick on the top of the table with a quaint pattern.

Gu Fei resisted sorrow and reached out to the parcel and the stick with tears. This stick is wood-like, non-ferrous, unexpectedly is not to know what is cast from it, looks like a little like sword hilt, it is a bit heavy.

This short stick-like thing, according to Gu Fei’s Master Wan Xiancheng, was acquired by the Ancestral Master of their Lineage along with the ancient cultivation secret art. It should be an out of the ordinary.

However, after several generations of Gu Fei’s Lineage, I can’t find out what the ordinary short stick has. Out of the ordinary, horizontal viewing is an inconspicuous thing.

“Martial Uncle, my Master, where is he elerly buried? I want to go to worship.” Gu Fei solemnly asked, the voice is full of sorrow.

Wan Xiancheng and Gu Fei, although they are master and disciple, they are actually like fathers and sons. Did not see the last side of the Master, Gu Fei has regretted to the extreme, in addition to grief in his heart, there is self-blame.

“Your Master is buried in the cemetery of the gate. You can see it when you enter the cemetery,” Mo Songxuan replied.

As soon as Mo Songxuan’s words were finished, Gu Fei rushed out of the Flower Forest Pavilion. Mo Songxuan seems to want to say something, but in the end did not stop Gu Fei.

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Here, it is the cemetery of Profound Sect, the buried bone of the past. After all, not everyone can cultivate successfully Immortal God Great Dao. Once the limit is reached, it will return to reincarnation and turn into a pile of loess.

The entire cemetery was quiet and there was no sound.

In an inconspicuous corner outside the cemetery, a Daoist shadow stood quietly in front of a low grave, and he was Gu Fei.

He stood still, from morning to noon, then from noon to evening. The sun is like blood, Shining Upon the mountains, dyed the mountains into red, and it is a fallen time. The afterglow of the afterglow will render the cemetery solemn and somewhat strange.

The low grave is unremarkable. It can be said to be very simple. There is only one tombstone, no flowers, a simple little earthen bag, and the earth is new.

Who is dead in life? Whether you are a stalwart or a mediocre person, in the end, it is just a pile of loess, no difference. If a person dies, if anyone will remember, who will remember the existence of such a person in this world?

The essence of cultivation is actually against the sky, no matter how Xiuwu is is cultivator, it is with struggle to survive each day. If you succeed, you will be able to enjoy long life. If you fail, you will disappear into the heavens and the earth, and everything will be dissipated.

Although the path of cultivation is said to be a god-fighting, but at the same time as the Answering Heaven, is it not in the breakthrough?

Gu Fei’s Master Wan Xiancheng, the last retreat, did not take that step and could not get rid of his limits. When the deadline comes, it will be died during meditation. This is the heavenly great law, no one can be detached.