Slaughter the sky against the dragon

Chapter 1105, Undertaker

Just as the Cosmic Alliance was doing its best to build the defense of the Alpha galaxy in the ancient universe, Long Buqi remained in the Skyhammer galaxy, because he knew what he would face next.

In the absence of spiritual energy and insufficient cultivation resources, practitioners age faster than expected.

60 years passed by in a hurry, in the Sky Hammer Galaxy, a small yellow star that is inconspicuous is the settlement of Wusheng Continent.

Today, Long Buqi, dressed in filial piety, descended on this little star and came to Lin's house. He saw that the whole Lin's house was hung with white cloth, and there was a lot of crying in the mourning hall. Lin Xuan and Long Zhan had already come here.

"Actually, you don't have to come. After all, you are not from the Lin family." Lin Ruoran, the current head of the Lin family, was a little surprised by his arrival.

"Although I am a re-cultivator, I still have a trace of the blood of the Lin family in my body." Long Buqi knelt on the futon with a calm expression, and kowtowed three times to Mr. Lin in the coffin.
After the ceremony, he got up and strode away.

He knew that during these thousands of years, many familiar people would be buried, and the old man of the Lin family was only the first one.

In 90, Jiang Ruochen, the former head of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, was already very old.

"You came."

Seeing the appearance of Long Buqi, he smiled and closed his eyes peacefully.

The white-haired Jiang Yuxuan looked at him who looked like a teenager, and was a little lost. The former beauty was already old, but he was still young.

"Grandma, who is he?"

A childish voice sounded, and the little granddaughter asked curiously.

Jiang Yuxuan was stunned by the question. For a moment, she didn't know how to answer. After thinking for a while, she slowly said, "A person who missed it."

Long Buqi's figure slowly dimmed, and finally disappeared.

"Will Brother Bu Qi come when I pass away?"

Not sure if he could hear it, Jiang Yuxuan asked anyway.

110 years.

Chu Yuan, the former elder of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, is old and unable to get up on the couch, and the sun is dying.

"Help me up quickly, and pay my respects to the Dragon Emperor."

Seeing Long Buqi's arrival, Chu Yuan struggled to remember, and Chu Xuan and Chu Men who were waiting beside him helped him up.

"No, I'll come back after a while."

Glancing at Chu Yuan's face, Long Buqi shook his head slightly, and estimated that he still had a few months to live.

No matter what knots and enmity there used to be, now they seem insignificant.

As Long Buqi expected, after more than two months, Chu Yuan died of old age. He took a quick look and left.

In 140, Lin Xuan reached the end of her life.

"Can you call me mother?" Her eyes were moist, and she looked forward to it.

"Mother." The resolute Long Buqi kowtowed to her with his eyes flushed.

"I want to take a last look at Xiaoxue." Lin Xuan made a request.

Long Buqi took her to the star next to Wanlong Star.

Looking at Long Xiaoxue who was sealed deep in the "ice layer", Lin Xuan couldn't help crying, "After 8 years, she will no longer have a relative."

"I am her relative." Long Buqi looked firm.

"Good boy." Lin Xuan finally revealed a smile.

Half a year later, when Lin Xuan passed away, Long Buqi, as a parent and child, dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, sent her to die, and then kept mourning for three years.

During these three years, perhaps due to excessive grief, Long Zhan also came to the end of his life.

"Auntie, I can refine a elixir that can extend your lifespan, at least it can make you live for hundreds of years longer."

In the Qingfeng Sword Sect and the Lin family, the closest person to Long Buqi should be this aunt Long Lingyue. Looking at her snow-white hair, she felt a little sad for no reason.

He also told Lin Xuan and Long Zhan about extending his life, but both of them refused.

"There is no difference between living a few hundred years longer and living a few hundred years less. No matter how strong a person is, he will eventually die of old age, unless he can gain endless life."

Long Lingyue smiled lightly, she had already taken lightly on matters of life and death.

Long Lingyue passed away in the end, and Long Buqi sent her off for the last time with the gift of a pro-nephew.

200 years.

Under the effect of Zhuyan Pill, the beauties who ascended from Wusheng Continent are still young. Yan Xuexin, Yan Xiaochan, Youming Moer, Ni Xuan, etc., although they look young, are actually very old.

"Junior brother, it is enough to have a happy life with you in this life."

Facing the life-extending elixir refined by Longbuqi, Ni Xuan refused.

The other beauties also refused. They had made an appointment not to take the life-extending pill.

They knew that for Long Buqi's long life, no matter how much they extended it, it would not be enough. They were destined to be just passers-by in his life, unable to accompany him to grow old.

In their last few years, Long Buqi stayed with them every step of the way, accompanying them through the final journey of life.

Sitting in front of their graves, Long Buqi poured a jar of divine wine into his stomach, but he didn't feel drunk at all.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that a long life also has its disadvantages, and the saddest people are often not the dead, but the lonely living.

Bao Meier smiled charmingly, "My lifespan is still thousands of years old, I will accompany you."

Chi Xiaoxian'er, Nangong Mingyue, Zhao Xiaoya and the others stood quietly behind him. Surprisingly, they did not argue and lived in peace.

Somehow, Bao Meier suddenly felt melancholy, "Unfortunately, for you, a thousand years is still too short, maybe only Qingfengmingyue can accompany you until you grow old, this is destiny."

500 years.

"Brother, when I was in the Martial Saint Continent, I wanted to fight side by side with you to the end. Unfortunately, your cultivation is improving too fast, and I can't catch up."

Lvba laughed and patted Long Buqi's shoulder with all his strength, trying to get back the feeling of fighting side by side.

Long Buqi remained silent, although Lu Ba didn't want to show it, he could feel Lu Ba's weakness and aging.

Youming Mufeng, Youming Hanyu, and Lu Shisan, the geniuses of the three tribes, are also gray-haired and no longer the heroic appearance of the past.

"Bring the wine quickly, bring out the best wine from our Green Race!"

Lu Ba, who was already the patriarch of the Green Clan, gave orders.

Drinking the best wine of the Green Tribe, Long Buqi felt bland and tasteless. He was used to drinking divine wine, but he was no longer used to drinking mortal wine.

Green Eight lowered his voice. "What is the relationship between us, we are brothers, can you give me some pills to prolong my life?"

"Yes." Without any hesitation, Long Buqi gave Lu Ba the elixir to prolong his life. It was really uncomfortable to taste loneliness alone, and it was rare that someone was willing to taste it with him.

Lu Ba took the elixir that prolongs life and regained his youth.

"Hey, you shouldn't have given me the life-extending elixir."

In 800, after Youming Mufeng, Youming Hanyu, Lu Shisan and other contemporaries passed away one after another, Lu Ba had a bitter look on his face. He regretted it, and finally realized what loneliness is. Loneliness means that all familiar people have passed away. Live alone.

(End of this chapter)