Green coriander family

Outside Qingyuan Mountain, Chen Yanghua brought all the clansmen on Qingyuan Mountain here to welcome the dead family heroes.

Everyone was wearing white clothes, standing in several rows consciously, waiting quietly for the return of the heroes of the family.

At the front of the team was Chen Yanghua, the only monk of the Yang family in the Chen family, behind him were the elders of other families who stayed at Qingyuan Mountain, and then the few surviving Qi training monks of the Chang family.

Then came the monks of the Yuan Dynasty, the monks of the Zi Dynasty, and the last one was the child who hadn't drawn his breath into his body.

Wearing white clothes, Bai and a group of family members of the Yuanzi clan stood behind the Yuanzi generation monks.

Yao Wan was also wearing white clothes and stood behind the Zizi generation monks with several female nuns.

In the end, Chen Hong stood with a few friends he had just met, without the hustle and bustle of the past, standing there quietly.

At the front of the team, there are 21 coffins made of spirit wood, which are prepared for the 21 clansmen who died in the battle.

A black spot appeared faintly in the sky, and slowly the black spot gradually became larger. It turned out to be a black flying artifact in the shape of a ship.

A flag was planted in the middle of the flying instrument, with a big Chen character hanging on it.

After a while, the black spaceship landed in front of the 22 coffins, and familiar figures stepped out of the spaceship.

Chen Changxuan walked in the front, holding a black storage bag in his hand, walked to the first coffin, took out a clean and dilapidated corpse, and carefully placed it in the coffin.

Behind Chen Changxuan, Chen Changyi followed closely behind, helping him close the coffin.

Chen Zimo and others were not seriously injured, but the Chen clan stood where they were, watching everything in front of them silently.

When Chen Changxuan took out the fifth corpse, a female cultivator in white clothes rushed out from the line behind Chen Yanghua, watching her husband lying in the coffin and crying loudly.

Chen Zimo looked at the weeping female cultivator, and felt very uncomfortable. At the same time, he was thinking: Will he also lie in the coffin one day, and his mother, Yao Wan and Hong'er look at his dead body and weep.

No, I won't let that happen.Chen Zimo swore silently in his heart.

The white-haired female cultivator was crying there, but Chen Changxuan didn't stop, still putting the corpses one after another into the coffins.

These corpses are almost incomplete, some are missing a hand, some are missing a leg, some are missing half of the body, some have only one hand, and some only have the clothes in front of them.

Fighting with hordes of monsters, it is almost impossible to keep a complete body. It is the blessing of the real fairy to keep the head.

After Chen Changxuan put 21 corpses into 21 coffins, several coffins were still not closed.

In front of these coffins stood the wives, children and parents of the deceased.

No one urges them, and no one dares to urge them.

All the members of the Chen clan stood in place and waited silently, waiting for the heroes of the Chen clan to bid farewell to his wives, children, and children.

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After the last coffin was closed, Chen Changxuan walked up to the first coffin, bent down to pick up the coffin containing the heroes of the Chen family, and walked towards Qingxian Mountain step by step.

Afterwards, other than Chen Yanghua, the elders of the Chen family picked up a coffin one after another, followed Chen Changxuan's pace, and walked towards Qingyuan Mountain.

After the family elders finished carrying the burden, the rest was carried by the clan members of the Yuan Dynasty, and they walked down to Qingyuan Mountain with their feet on the ground.

Originally, the few surviving members of the Chang family clan wanted to carry the coffin for the heroes of the Chen family, but they were all on their deathbeds, so they really had no choice but to do so.

All 21 coffins were carried behind, and the rest of the Chen clan followed closely behind, sending the family heroes home together.

In front of Chen Changxuan, Chen Yanghua looked at the 21 brand new coffins and shouted loudly.

"Children of the Chen family, it's time to go home!"

After walking a few steps, Chen Yanghua would yell loudly.

"Children of the Chen family, it's time to go home!"

With the voice guiding the way, these Chen clan members who died outside will not forget the way home, nor will they become lonely ghosts with no one to worship.

The coffin carried by Chen Zimo was very light, as if nothing was in it. Chen Zimo guessed that it should be the clothes of the deceased.

After cultivating immortals for decades, nothing remained in the end, completely disappearing from this world without leaving a trace.

Ordinary people yearn to cultivate immortals, but they don't know that those who cultivate immortals may not live as freely and comfortably as ordinary people.

The originally bright sky was suddenly covered by a dark cloud, and then there was a light rain in the sky, as if the sky was also crying.

The raindrops fell on Chen Zimo's face, sending a hint of coolness, but compared with the coldness deep in his heart, it was completely insignificant.

Against the light rain, these 21 coffins were finally sent to the ancestral hall.

In front of the ancestral hall, Chen Yanghua talked for nearly an hour, to the effect that these 21 people are the heroes of the Chen family, and it is the pride of the family that they gave their lives for the family and the people of Liming in Xisha County.

In the end, Chen Yanghua sent the tablets of these 21 people into the ancestral hall, and accompanied the family ancestors to enjoy the family's incense and sacrifice forever.

Subsequently, coffins were buried in the ancestral tombs in the back mountain, and tombstones were newly erected in the ancestral tombs.

Finally, after all the members of the Chen clan paid homage to the 21 new graves, the ceremony of seeing off the heroes of the family officially came to an end.

During the whole process, Chen Zimo was in a trance, and his will was depressed, as if he was just recovering from a serious injury.

Although the 21 members of the Chen clan who died were not necessarily known to Chen Zimo, and the relationship was not very close, but after experiencing this family sacrifice, Chen Zimo felt a little irritated for no reason.

The 21 relatives who "lived together day and night" disappeared like this. Chen Zimo seemed to have lost something important in his heart, just like the time when Chen Zidao passed away.

After everything was over, Chen Zimo did not return to his home halfway up the mountain, but came to his cultivation cave on the top of the mountain.

Sitting in the closed room, Chen Zimo couldn't calm down to cultivate, nor could he concentrate on healing his wounds. Because he couldn't concentrate on studying the talisman seal technique, he was in a very impetuous state.

After figuring out his state, Chen Zimo did nothing, walked out of the closed room, looked at the gorgeous scenery in front of him, and slowly adjusted his mentality.

After three days like this, Chen Zimo finally got rid of the impetuousness in his heart and returned to his previous state.

After recovering his mentality, Chen Zimo realized the problem.

Seventeen years ago, because Chen Zimo was seriously injured, he did not send Chen Zidao and other clansmen for the last journey.

At first, Chen Zimo felt a little guilty, but as time went by, even a trace of guilt disappeared.

Touching the scene, Chen Zimo thought of Chen Zidao again as he bid farewell to the clansmen who passed away, and the guilt in his heart also followed.

This guilt made Chen Zimo restless, and he didn't have the energy and mood to find out the specific reason for this phenomenon.

The state of mind recovered, and the previous confusion suddenly became clear.

(End of this chapter)