My cultivation is too warm

At Xu Mo's house, after having breakfast, Liang Huanhuan skipped and hopped through the rooms. Her light steps showed that she was in a very good mood.

Xu Mo and his daughter Xu Qingli sat on the sofa in the living room, silently watching Liang Huanhuan busy herself.

More than an hour later, Liang Huanhuan finally finished her work. Carrying three large suitcases, she excitedly waved to Xu Mo and Xu Qingli and smiled:
"Junior brother, Qingli, everything is ready. Let's set off."

The two responded and quickly got up to help carry the suitcases.

After handing the suitcases to Xu Mo and the others, Liang Huanhuan's phone rang. She took out her phone, glanced at the message, and cheerfully said:

"Second Senior Brother Wang and Fusheng are also ready and are at the door now."

"Then let's go out too." Xu Mo nodded in agreement and pulled the two suitcases towards the outside.

Since being expelled from the research institute, Xu Mo has also realized that the researchers do not need his comfort, and that he does not need to concern himself with teaching the world the cultivation method that was specially taught to heaven and earth.

This gave him some free time.

Moreover, this time I'm completely free and don't need to do anything anymore.

So he started thinking about what to do next.

Of course, the most important reason is that after the cultivation method was deciphered, he had to accept a cruel reality: he would have to part ways with Senior Sister Huanhuan, Senior Brother Wang Er, and his disciple Mo Fusheng in the near future.

Even if he was unwilling, it was a predetermined fact, and he had no choice but to accept the reality that he was powerless to change.

However, he was already mentally prepared, after all, starting with the Nine Peaks Master, he had already parted ways with many people he cared about.

Elder Ouyang, Elder Wanmo, Nuannuan, Wangjing, Ou Fenjin, Xu Yaoyao, and Senior Sister Ye Qingyue—one by one, the people closest to him left. He couldn't accept it, he didn't want to, but what could he do? In the end, they all left, didn't they?

This is a life that every immortal must experience, and he could not escape it.

Wang Er, Liang Huanhuan, and Mo Fusheng themselves seemed quite open-minded about their impending deaths.

Rather, they have no fear or resentment about growing old, nor do they want to live longer.

Their only concern was what kind of harm they would cause to Xu Mo, who was still alive, after they grew old.

After all, once they all grow old, all those who once accompanied Xu Mo will be gone, and Xu Mo will truly be all alone in this world. How will Xu Mo then endure those long and endless years?
They are really worried about this.

She also felt guilty, blaming herself for not being able to accompany Xu Mo on his journey, and for not having the ability to do so.

This kind of thinking is wrong, after all, what led them to this situation is the reality. In the Dharma-ending Age, it is impossible to cultivate immortality, and they will inevitably grow old.

But whether it was Wang Er, Liang Huanhuan, or Mo Fusheng, they all blamed themselves.

They don't complain about the world, they don't complain about anyone, they simply blame themselves.

Therefore, after Xu Mo explained the detailed information about the cultivation technique that the research institute had deciphered to Senior Brother Wang Er and the others, he was still thinking about how to apologize to Wang Er and the others for his incompetence in not being able to help them cultivate for immortality.

However, after listening to Xu Mo's story, the first thing Wang Er and Liang Huanhuan did was to comfort him.

The person who should have apologized ended up being the one who needed comforting—that was Xu Mo's experience that night.

Then they both thought that since the ending was already predetermined, they should spend more time together and create more memories.

After all, time was running out. That night, they reminisced about their days at Lingmiao Peak, those lively and cheerful, kind senior brothers and sisters who always managed to steer the conversation in unexpected directions, thinking of their smiles. Then, Liang Huanhuan suggested:
"Why don't we find a hilltop, cultivate some farmland, and spend the rest of our lives farming and growing flowers? Huanhuan hasn't farmed in a very, very long time. She hasn't farmed since she came to Wuyou Peak."

"Although being a teacher instructing students, a star touring around, and a genius scientific research girl are all great and I'm very happy."

However, upon closer reflection, Huanhuan was, after all, a disciple from Lingmiao Peak, and she had met her junior brother there. Therefore, Huanhuan thought that she should spend the last years of her life in the fields.

After saying that, she grinned at Xu Mo and said, "After all, no matter what, Huanhuan is Wuyou Lingnong's wife."

Liang Huanhuan's words plunged Xu Mo and Wang Er into a reverie. After a long while, they replied in unison, "Agreed."

Wang Er said with some eagerness in his eyes, "Junior Sister Huanhuan, your suggestion is really good. Actually, since I got older, I have felt uncomfortable all over. I always feel a bit irritable no matter what I do, as if something is missing in my life. But no matter how I think about it, I can't find the reason."

"Now that I've heard what you said, Junior Sister Huanhuan, I finally understand. Since I am a disciple of Lingmiao Peak, I should naturally spend the last days of my life in the farmland."

Wang Er became increasingly agitated as he spoke, and finally said directly, "Let's get right to it and set off tomorrow."

He then looked at Xu Mo and said, "As for the address, this time I'll trouble you, junior brother, to exercise your privilege and choose a good place for us."

Xu Mo naturally had no objection to this. After all, this was the last time he could spend with Liang Huanhuan and Wang Er, so he naturally didn't want to waste time slowly looking for a place. As the helmsman of this era, what was wrong with using his privileges?

Then, in front of Wang Er and Liang Huanhuan, he contacted the staff, told them his needs, and asked them to send over a few alternative addresses.

Not long after he made the contact, the staff sent him several addresses, which Xu Mo listed for Liang Huanhuan and Wang Er to choose from.

After discussing it together, the group chose a mountain range less than a thousand miles away.

There is a sea, a lake, a river, and mountains there, as well as an uncultivated wasteland; it is suitable in every way.

So, they are heading there today.

After Xu Mo, Liang Huanhuan, and Xu Qingli walked out of the gate, they saw Wang Er and Mo Fusheng already waiting there.

At this moment, Wang Er was wearing the uniform of a Lingmiao Peak disciple, which he had hastily made overnight. As for Mo Fusheng, he seemed to have the same idea and was wearing the uniform of Wuyou Peak.

Looking at the familiar attire, Xu Mo and Liang Huanhuan were momentarily dazed. After a while, Liang Huanhuan finally came to her senses.

Then she skipped over to Wang Er, glared at him with her big, bright eyes, and said angrily:
"Damn it, Second Senior Brother Wang, you ordered clothes without telling Huanhuan, so Huanhuan is still wearing her current dress."

"Second Senior Brother Wang, what you're doing is wrong. We're all working together, we can't just think about ourselves."

Seeing this, Xu Mo smiled and said, "Senior Sister Huanhuan, don't worry. Actually, I also ordered the clothes, but they are still on their way. We will receive them when we arrive at our destination."

Upon hearing this, Liang Huanhuan was overjoyed. "Really? Junior brother, why didn't you tell Huanhuan? Hehe, but it's good that you did it, junior brother."

She waved her little hands and squinted her eyes, seemingly imagining herself wearing the clothes of a Lingmiao Peak disciple later.

Actually, when they were at Lingmiao Peak, except for major events, they all wore their own clothes, the standard uniforms, which no one wore on ordinary days.

However, seeing her second senior brother Wang wearing it now, she suddenly felt nostalgic.

If Senior Sister Ye were here too, they could wear the same clothes together.

(End of this chapter)