Fellow Daoist, your script is really good.

When the Heavenly Gate reopens and the celestial beings descend once more, I will kill them! After avenging Su Li, my life will be complete.

"I didn't come to see you, I came to visit my two daughters." Zhou Wuqing scratched his head, his tone carrying a hint of arrogance.

In truth, Zhou Wuqing felt a little guilty in front of Mo Beiming.

Zhou Wuqing always felt that he had let down the mother and her two daughters.

"Mo Lan and Mo Yue have already gone to Su Li's grave. Every year on the anniversary of Su Li's death, they stay by Su Li's side for a day and a night."

They probably won't be coming back today.

Come again tomorrow.

Mo Beiming shook his head.

"Bei Ming... I'm sorry..."

Zhou Wuqing spoke slowly, letting out a soft sigh.

"Zhou Wuqing, you don't need to apologize to me."

Mo Beiming looked at the man in front of him, his feelings quite complicated.

"After experiencing so much, I've come to terms with many things."

I hate you.

My hatred for you permeates my entire life.

Because of my hatred for you, because you killed my parents.

So from the moment I was born, I tried everything I could to survive in order to avenge my parents.

Actually, later, after I gave birth to Mo Lan and Mo Yue, and after I learned the truth about how you killed my parents.

I understand what you did at the time, and I know that you must have felt helpless.

But I have to ignore these things.

Because my hatred for you has become my everything.

If I stop hating you, I don't know what the meaning of my life will be from now on.

Therefore, I must hate you; this is the meaning of my life.

In the end, I was wrong...

Because I projected my hatred for you onto Mo Lan and Mo Yue.

They shouldn't bear the burden of my hatred.

They found their own loved ones, but I repeatedly broke them up.

In the end, the person they loved died because of me.

Because of my hatred, I indirectly caused Su Li's death.

He is a very good human being.

And I can never repay this debt in my lifetime...

Mo Beiming raised his head and gazed up at the azure sky:

"Zhou Wuqing, I'm tired. I don't want to be so stubborn anymore."

Zhou Wuqing, I'm the one who should apologize.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry to Mo Lan and Mo Yue, I'm so sorry to Su Li..."

......

"Senior Brother Su..."

"My dear Senior Brother Su..."

"Back in the day, Senior Brother Su sat right here, setting up his fortune-telling stall right here!"

Brother Su's fortune-telling skills are so good, yet his fees are so cheap!

Wow wow wow... Senior Brother Su!

As for me! I received the true teachings of Senior Brother Su's fortune-telling skills! I inherited Senior Brother Su's will and will continue to set up my fortune-telling stall here!

Three mid-grade spirit stones per time! No deception, young or old!

"Pah! I am the one who received the true teachings of Senior Brother Su!"

"Nonsense! I am!!!"

"What are you doing? Trying to steal my business?!"

Upon arriving in Qianling Town, Su Li saw a guy she didn't recognize setting up a fortune-telling stall, using her own name as a front.

As a result, several other people also rushed forward, claiming that they were the true inheritors...

Su Li just watched the show.

Revisiting Qianling Town, I found that it hadn't changed much compared to before.

However, Su Li saw signs advertising "Senior Brother Su's Favorite Milk Tea", "Senior Brother Su's Favorite Stockings", and "Senior Brother Su's Favorite Doll" all bearing his name!

There's even something like "The Little Imperial Uncle, which is Senior Brother Su's favorite to watch!"

Su Li was so angry that she smashed up all the shops.

hateful!

I clearly love black stockings the most! When did I ever say I loved white stockings the most?!

Besides, I prefer mature, older women! When did I ever like watching young, married women?

Defamation! This is serious defamation!

Su Li has made her decision!

Once I'm "resurrected," I'll definitely charge these stores for their image endorsement fees!

As Su Li strolled around the sacred land of Qianling, he pondered the best way to be resurrected.

However, for the time being...

No matter how I "resurrect" myself, it will turn their surprise into horror...

Half an hour later, the sound of bells echoed throughout the sacred land of Qianling.

As the tolling of the bells spread, it resonated with both the disciples of the Qianling Holy Land and the guests from outside.

They all stopped what they were doing and bowed in the direction of Yushang Peak.

Su Li knew the etiquette of the Qianling Holy Land.

This is the death knell.

For the first ten years after the death of the Holy Lord of Qianling Holy Land, the funeral bells would ring on the anniversary of his death each year, and everyone would have to bow and observe a moment of silence.

Today is the anniversary of my death, so the death knell is naturally tolling for myself.

Su Li hadn't expected her funeral to be so grand, being held on the same scale as the Holy Lord's funeral.

And it seems that no one was surprised by the high-profile funeral they had.

To be honest, seeing so many people mourning for themselves at the same time is quite moving.

Su Li was quite touched.

Su Li even felt embarrassed about being resurrected.

This is like what.

It's like someone wholeheartedly mourns for you, and then one day you suddenly come back to life. Wouldn't all their efforts have been wasted?

The death knell faded, and the sacred land of Qianling never returned to its bustling state.

This signifies that their festival is about to begin.

Su Li was a little excited; she was finally going to officially celebrate the anniversary of her own death...

Many shops in Qianling Holy Land were closed, as were some small stalls and vendors. Then we headed towards Yushang Peak.

Su Li naturally followed along.

Yushang Peak has a main mountain and a secondary mountain.

The main mountain is where Qianyun lives.

With so many people offering their prayers, it was impossible for them to go to the main mountain and disturb Qianyun and the others.

Su Li followed along towards Fushan.

Before climbing the mountain, a monk offered incense at the foot of the mountain.

Su Li took one and then went up the mountain.

After everyone gets up the mountain, they have to queue up...

That's right, it's lining up to offer incense to yourself...

By the time it was Su Li's turn, an hour had passed.

Su Li finally saw her own tombstone.

how to say.

His own tombstone is very large.

So handsome!

The handwriting on the tombstone is beautiful, but why does it remind me of Lingxue's handwriting?

Could this really have been carved by Lingxue?

After the worship, I heard there will be other commemorative procedures.

However, there were simply too many cultivators coming to pay their respects, so only a few distinguished guests and close friends of Su Li were allowed to participate in the remaining procedures.

Su Li pretended to go down the mountain, but in reality, she had already disappeared into the forest.

Up in a tall tree, Su Li wanted to see what the next steps would be.

Soon, one by one, the cultivators descended the mountain, while those who remained on the mountain were mostly representatives of various famous sects.

However, Su Li also saw quite a few familiar faces.

For example, Madam Zhao, Master Zhao, and Zhao Xin.

Then there's Zhou Wuqing, the Dragon King of the Four Seas Dragon Palace, and Chu Ming, Xiong Da, and others.

However, Su Li did not see Qian Yun, Yin Ling, Ling Xue, and the others.

Weird.

None of his harem members came.

"Senior... Xin has come to see you again! Senior, what a tragedy! What a tragedy!!!"

A scream was heard, which nearly made Su Li fall off the tree.

Immediately afterwards, Su Li saw Zhao Xin hugging his own tombstone, crying with snot and tears streaming down his face. He was very moved and sincere.

Even as Zhao Xin cried, Su Li felt a lump in her throat.

This child...

Indeed, I didn't spoil him for nothing...

However, Zhao Xin was soon pulled away.

Instead, Xiong Da stepped forward:

"Everyone, thank you for coming to attend the anniversary of my brother Su Li's death."

My brother, Su Li, is the best cultivator in the world! Without a doubt!

As he spoke, Xiong Da wiped away his tears.

"Alright! Let's not talk about anything else! Let's move on to the first part of the ceremony!"

Play the music! Dance!