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Chapter 726 Brother Diao, I'm Back!
After leaving Wudang, Wei Ziqing did not return directly to Kunlun Mountain, but to the nearest town under Zhongnan Mountain.

I bought a few jars of wine and headed towards Zhongnan Mountain.

Ever since Quanzhen cooperated with Tantra and was uprooted by Wei Ziqing a hundred years ago, the entire Zhongnan Mountain has been completely abandoned.

The ruins of the eaves, the former plaza covered with bluestones, although overgrown with weeds and dense forests, can still vaguely see the prosperity of the past.

Walking here, there are only more shushes, but the profoundness that this Quanzhen sect has brought to everyone is definitely not the death and birth of a sect, but more to let the whole Jianghu world know its own position , It also made them understand that no matter how powerful they are, it is fundamental not to forget their original intentions!
In a hundred years, the years have greatly changed the appearance of the entire Zhongnan Mountain, but to Wei Ziqing, it seems that there has never been any change!
Since Xiaolongnv's accident, there has been no human habitation here, and the former thatched cottage at the foot has long since disappeared. It finally collapsed in the river of these years!

Wei Ziqing still thought that he could see Yang Guo and the others here, but now it seems that they are no longer here!

Also, if they were here, how could there be no rumors about them in this world?

Holding the wine, he went straight to the Tomb of the Living Dead.

This place is still the same, the collapsed dragon-breaking stone in front of the tomb of the living dead still covers the entire cemetery underground, but the difference is that the surrounding area has been deserted for a long time, and it seems that no one has visited this place for decades .

"Not to mention that this world has existed for 100 years, even my own real world has existed for decades!"

Standing in front of the ancient tomb, Wei Ziqing murmured, and looked at the lonely hill next to the ancient tomb.

He didn't speak, just waved his hand, and the dense forest and weeds covering the ancient tomb seemed to be swept away by something, and uprooted. The surrounding area, which was still full of wild grass, suddenly became empty and bright. , as if here, for the past hundred years, someone has been sorting it out.

But, the only one, not even a single piece of grass was moved on that solitary straw bale.

Looking at this mountain, Wei Ziqing showed a trace of nostalgia on his face.

"Brother Diao, I'm back!"

After a hundred years, when he came back, his tomb was already covered with weeds!

Wei Ziqing's words did not receive any response, and the small hill still stood there quietly.

Smiling, Wei Ziqing squatted down, and pulled out the grass on the mountain bag one by one with his hands.

"You're too lazy to tidy up your house. If I don't come, your house will be gone in a hundred years!"

Wei Ziqing spoke bluntly, as if he was laughing at Brother Diao's laziness, and also as if he was laughing at himself for being ashamed of Brother Diao.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the hill that was originally reborn from weeds revealed its true colors. It was a tomb, and in front of the tomb, there was still a vaguely wooden tombstone. The writing on the tombstone is no longer very clear.

But I can still see a few words more or less, Brother Diao...Wei Ziqing...Li...wait for these...

"It seems that it has been a long time, even Brother Diao's house number is gone!"

Seeing the tombstone, Wei Ziqing smiled dumbly and waved his hand. A waist-sized ancient log in the distance suddenly exploded, and then a log about one meter high appeared in his hand.

A few wisps of sword energy rose from his fingertips, and after a few wisps of sword flowers, a square wooden tablet appeared in Wei Ziqing's hands. The stele that was favored by him hesitated for a while, and a ray of glazed flames shrouded the wooden stele.

Wei Ziqing put away the glass-colored flame when he saw that the wooden tombstone had a different luster from the wooden tombstone, looked at the cemetery and said, "Brother Diao, are you satisfied? Don't worry, I will give you a little Once your door plaque has been refined, you don’t have to worry, you won’t be able to find your way home by then!”

Speaking of this, Wei Ziqing's face suddenly became dark.

way home?
With a dumb smile, he took out the two altars of wine he had prepared, looked at the wine in his hands, and said with a light smile, "I remember that you liked drinking a lot back then, and I also said that I would take you back to my world and let you drink it." It's cool, but in the end, I broke my promise..."

"However, it's okay Brother Diao, we can drink now, come, I respect you!"

After speaking, he took off the lid of the wine jar, looked up to the sky and took a big sip: "Cool!"

After taking a few sips in succession, Wei Ziqing's face was full of comfort. Although the wines in this world are not as high as the real ones, they are superior in their purity, and each has its own characteristics.

A gust of wind blew by, hanging on the treetops in the distance, bringing waves of humming.

Wei Ziqing was stunned for a moment, looked at the lonely grave, and then said with a joke: "Brother Diao, are you expressing dissatisfaction? Don't worry, I won't drink alone. Come, you too!"

After speaking, he took another pot of wine and poured it on the solitary grave. Strange to say, the wind stopped when the wine was poured.

"Well, is this wine still good?"

Wei Ziqing said with some satisfaction, leaning directly against the lonely grave.

He looked up at the sky, didn't speak, and fell into a moment of silence, but the silence was a little more warm and reminiscent, as if he could vaguely see that by Wei Ziqing's side, the same It was as if there was a big eagle lying beside him!
Wine, speechless!

Love is hard to express!

For the Divine Condor, Wei Ziqing can be said to be both a brother and a teacher. If he hadn't been a Divine Condor back then, he would not be what he is today!
Night rises quietly.

A bright moon appeared in the sky, with icy moonlight.

Wei Ziqing was still lying there, not moving, the wine in his hand had already dried up, and there were several empty jars on the ground, some of which he could drink for himself, and some of them offered sacrifices to the divine sculptures!
He didn't leave here!

Tonight, he accompanied it!
It wasn't until the next day, when a ray of morning light suddenly appeared on the horizon, that Wei Ziqing opened those sleepy eyes: "Is it dawn?"

He stood up slowly, placed two jars of wine in front of the tomb, and touched the tombstone.

"Brother Diao, I'm leaving, don't worry, I will come back to accompany you often during this time, and I also swear, one day, I will make you live, I didn't drink enough last night, but it's okay, we still have a chance of!"

Wei Ziqing's face was full of solemn expression, this is his promise to the divine sculpture!

He believed that one day, he would resurrect the divine sculpture, that kind of thorough resurrection.

Dirty reincarnation?

Rebirth Dafa?

Wei Ziqing would not use this kind of thing to revive the divine sculpture, because it would be a humiliation to it!

After saying this, Wei Ziqing didn't hesitate, and went down the mountain without looking back. It's time for him to go to Kunlun!
The wind blew again, with whining sounds, behind him, a lonely tomb stood there quietly, above the tomb, a lonely but full of reluctance could be seen faintly. The big eagle is watching the back that is fading away.

So desolate, yet so old, and so lonely!

(End of this chapter)