Chapter 40: After Abandoning the Unruly Villain 40 "Little Lingwu, don't cry, Master...
A storm suddenly arose on Qingyun Mountain. The strong wind blew the trees on the mountain to the ground, and rocks flew everywhere. It was pitch black, as if it was the end of the world.
The Immortal Questioning Picture surrounding Qingyun Mountain had been stained black by ghostly energy and resentment. The black energy was trapped in the painting, baring its fangs and waving its claws. Chu Xiangzhi even let out a sharp roar, hitting the painting again and again.
People from the four major families heard the noise and climbed up Qingyun Mountain. They were shocked by the scene before them and talked about it a lot.
"What should I do?"
"If the Spiritual Diagram is broken, these evil spirits will surely destroy the entire Xuanshu world."
"What a sin! What should I do?"
"Hey, do you think the spiritual map is going to break apart?!"
I saw tiny cracks appearing on the snow-white scroll!
"The painting is about to break. What should I do? Yao Ling Zhenjun, please go and ask Yao Ling Zhenjun for help..."
"No, I'm here."
Fu Wei was seen walking slowly towards them, accompanied by Feng Lingwu, Zhuge An, Zhang Ningyan and others.
Everyone was here, not one was missing, so there was a backbone. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, stopped being restless, and quietly stayed aside, watching everything.
Fu Wei took a step forward and was grabbed by Feng Lingwu's sleeve. Fu Wei did not dare to say anything. She lowered her eyebrows and slowly pulled Feng Lingwu off her sleeve.
The farewell words have been said and there is no time to delay.
The most important thing is that he was afraid that he couldn't bear it, and he was also afraid that he couldn't bear to do it.
Feng Lingwu understood what Fu Wei meant and took a step back. In the end, he did not try to stop Fu Wei, but just stared at Fu Wei's back with almost heartache. Reluctance, unwillingness, and heartache flooded over him. He did not dare to shed tears because it would blur his vision and prevent him from seeing the appearance of his beloved.
Fu Wei's voice was clear and melodious, echoing from the summit of Qingyun Mountain. "After today, Zhu Jiuyin will be reduced to ashes along with me. You will practice the arts and receive my teachings. You should distinguish right from wrong and take it as your responsibility to protect the world of the mystical arts. I hope you will behave yourself in the future."
"Listen carefully to the True Lord's instructions!"
Fu Wei finally nodded in satisfaction and said softly, "That's...very good."
Then he walked towards the Immortal Map without hesitation.
Feng Lingwu finally couldn't help but take a step forward and cried out heartbreakingly: "Fu Wei, please, look back at me again, okay?"
Back then, he did not look back at Queshan, leaving behind a deep hatred. Now, on Qingyun Mountain, Fu Wei stopped, finally turned around, and smiled faintly at Feng Lingwu, just like the first time they met.
Autumn water is the spirit and jade is the bones.
Feng Lingwu had never seen anyone as beautiful as Fu Wei in his life.
The lily of the valley around her waist swayed, and one could almost hear the sound of bells. It floated away from Fu Wei's waist and landed in Feng Lingwu's palm, soft and beautiful.
Feng Lingwu held the flower to his heart.
And Fu Wei also met his fate.
In the Wenlingtu, everything is black and white, except for blood, which is the hottest red.
As Fu Wei entered, all the resentment stopped, and Chu Xiangzhi's face became unclear. Sometimes it was Zhu Jiuyin's sinister and vicious face, and sometimes it was Chu Xiangzhi's painful and distorted face.
Chu Xiangzhi's obsession with Fu Wei is too strong, and Zhu Jiuyin cannot completely control him.
Zhu Jiuyin grinned grimly: "You absorbed all the ghost energy from Feng Lingwu? You think you can defeat me like this? Fu Wei, you don't dare to kill me. I have already merged with the Immortal Questioning Diagram. If you attack, we will both suffer..."
Before Zhu Jiuyin could finish, the part that belonged to Chu Xiangzhi came out. He cried and laughed: "Brother, I knew you couldn't let me go. You came to find me. I was wrong, I was wrong. Please forgive me, okay? As long as you stay with me all the time, don't leave me, I am willing to do anything for you, brother..."
Zhu Jiuyin: "Chu Xiangzhi, you coward, shut up!"
Chu Xiangzhi didn't listen, and continued to cry miserably: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother——"
Fu Wei looked at everything in front of him coldly and said, "I'm right here. I can listen to you and your explanation. Qingyang, if you want to talk to me, then suppress Zhu Jiuyin."
"Okay!" Chu Xiangzhi immediately started fighting with Zhu Jiuyin. The two spiritual consciousnesses competed for dominance, and even the black air in the scroll began to fight, filling the air with smoke and miasma.
Zhu Jiuyin was frightened by Chu Xiangzhi's fearless look, so he could only avoid him temporarily.
As soon as Chu Xiangzhi took control, he knelt before his superior and wailed, "Brother, I was really just too afraid that you would ascend and abandon me, so I came up with this stupid move. I never intended to kill you."
Fu Wei looked down at him, but did not help him up. She just said lightly: "Qingyang, if you like the moon, you can pick it from the sky and smash it into pieces in the mud. Is this what you call love?"
Chu Xiangzhi was stunned: "I...I..."
Fu Wei: "But Feng Lingwu told me that he hopes I can become an immortal, that he hopes I live well, even if he never sees me again, even if he falls into hell forever, it doesn't matter, he just hopes that I can be well."
Before she knew it, Fu Wei's eyes were red.
"You know what? If you had told me that you didn't want me to ascend and wanted me to accompany you, I would have agreed."
Chu Xiangzhi knelt on the ground, his ten fingers clasped tightly in the soil. For the first time, he regretted his stupidity so much, and even more regretted that he had hurt Fu Wei so much in the name of love, and even dragged him from heaven to hell.
He had obviously obtained everything a long time ago, but now he was about to lose everything because of his greed.
Not only did he lose his own life, but he also dragged down the entire Xuanshu world, and even his senior brother became like this because of him.
Chu Xiangzhi no longer begged for Fu Wei's forgiveness. He slowly got up from the ground and looked at Fu Wei with admiration in his disheveled state, just like when he was a child.
"Brother, I've done so many things wrong." Chu Xiangzhi burst into tears, "but I don't know how to make amends. I beg you, can you teach me?"
Fu Wei said, "Okay."
Chu Xiangzhi was obediently tied up tightly with golden locks by Fu Wei, without any resistance.
Immediately afterwards, a golden formation flew out from Fu Wei's soul, echoing with the Questioning Immortal Diagram. The huge spiritual power swept away everything, and everything in the Questioning Immortal Diagram shattered instantly, turning into a hurricane, constantly spinning around them.
Such a commotion startled Zhu Jiuyin out of Chu Xiangzhi's body. He roared, "Purifying Annihilation Formation! You are crazy! You actually want to die with me! You are crazy! You are really crazy!"
The Purification Array can trap evil spirits at the cost of burning everything the caster has. It can not only kill the evil spirits, but also purify all ghost energy and resentment within a hundred miles!
"Let me go, I want to leave, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
"Fuwei, I give up, I give up, you let me go, you let me go!"
But he was trapped, not only by Chu Xiangzhi's obsession, but also by the golden lock.
As the Purification Formation rapidly operated, the resentful and demonic energy diminished, and Chu Xiangzhi and the others grew weaker and weaker, until their bodies became almost transparent. Chu Xiangzhi endured the pain, looked up at Fu Wei, and said tremblingly, "Brother, did I finally do it right for once?"
"Yes." Fu Wei nodded, "Qingyang, if you are tired, just go to sleep. Just think of this as a dream. When you open your eyes again, you can go home."
A happy smile appeared on Chu Xiangzhi's lips.
go home.
Going home.
Go home with my senior brother.
With a roar from Zhu Jiuyin, Chu Xiangzhi turned into ashes and was swept away by the hurricane, and the Wenxiantu was completely shattered, turning into countless golden fragments flying around Fu Wei. Fu Wei stood there, her clothes rustling in the wind, but her back was bent.
The Purification Array was beginning to erode his body, first the ghost energy, then the soul, and finally the body.
"Fuwei——"
Not knowing who shouted, Fu Wei looked over subconsciously.
It was a pity that there were too many fragments surrounding him, blocking his vision, enveloping his body, and restricting his body.
He could see nothing, and in the end he could hear nothing either.
His strength was rapidly draining away, and in the last moment of his life, Fu Wei had no idea what was happening.
There is only one Fenglingwu.
The window was open, letting in sunlight. Feng Lingwu was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, his eyes and brows bathed in golden light. The greedy Bai Tuaner stretched his neck to look at the meat in the pot, but Feng Lingwu had no choice but to push him away.
He could even see the sweat on Feng Lingwu's forehead and every line on his skin. He saw Feng Lingwu finish cooking, sticking his head out and saying to him with a smile:
"The meal is ready, you can wash your hands and eat."
That’s great.
A faint smile appeared on Fu Wei's lips.
It’s so good, it tastes like food and home.
It is also the taste of the world.
His body suddenly shattered into sand, and Fu Wei disappeared on the top of Qingyun Mountain along with the fragments.
The world returned to peace, and Fu Wei left nothing behind.
It was as if he had never come into this world.
Zhang Ningyan hugged the baby and cried, Zhuge An wiped his tears silently, everyone was dead silent, some could not help but kneel down on the ground.
Feng Lingwu knelt there silently, holding the lily of the valley flower that Fu Wei had left for him. A tear of blood fell from the corner of his eye, wetting his clothes, which was shocking to see.
There is nothing left, nothing at all.
This went on for a long, long time.
Gradually, everyone left. Zhang Ningyan and Zhuge An tried to help Feng Lingwu up, sobbing and trying to comfort him, "Feng Lingwu, I know you're sad, but if Brother Fu Wei were here, he definitely wouldn't have the heart to see you so sad."
Zhuge An also nodded: "Yes, let us take you back first, okay? We can help you look up the classics, maybe we can find a solution."
Feng Lingwu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Fu Wei is well-versed in ancient and modern times. There is no magic in this world that he doesn't know. If there really is a way... why would Fu Wei do this?"
Zhang Ningyan and Zhuge An knew that they were deceiving themselves, but the dead had already disappeared, and they had to find some comfort for the survivors and give them some obsession and courage to live.
Even if it is self-deception.
But Feng Lingwu exposed all this.
Zhuge An: "Why are you doing this?"
Feng Lingwu carefully placed the lily of the valley flower in his pocket, then looked at Zhang Ningyan and said, "I remember the Zhang family has a magic called Dream Return, which can make people fall into a dream, right?"
Zhang Ningyan and Zhuge An were shocked when they heard this.
Zhang Ningyan said nervously, "But Feng Lingwu, people can't live in dreams forever. Although dreams are beautiful, once you indulge in them and don't want to leave, even I can't wake you up. If you can't wake up, you will be trapped in there forever!"
Zhuge An also advised: "We know you are sad, but you are drinking poison to quench your thirst! If the True Lord knew, how heartbroken would he be?"
Zhang Ningyan cried and said, "Feng Lingwu, I will never argue with you again. I will always give in to you in the future. Please don't be like this, okay? Brother Fu Wei will be sad..."
Feng Lingwu pointed at his heart, his eyes filled with confusion and despair: "But my heart tells me that it hurts so much, it hurts so much that it can hardly breathe. It's wailing, begging for help, telling me that it's about to die."
He thought he could accept it, that he could hold on, but no matter how many times he mentally prepared himself, it just didn't work. He couldn't hold on any longer. His heart ached like it was being torn apart, and he was about to pass out from the pain.
Zhang Ningyan and Zhuge An were speechless.
Don’t they know that?
I think if Fu Wei hadn't said something, Feng Lingwu would have committed suicide and followed Fu Wei at the moment of Fu Wei's death. Now, being able to talk nonsense with him here is already the limit.
Zhang Ningyan: "Have you thought about it?"
Feng Lingwu nodded: "I've thought it through."
Zhang Ningyan asked again: "How long do you want to sleep?"
Feng Lingwu: "Three years. Fu Wei asked me to wait for three years. I promised him that, and I can't break my promise."
Zhang Ningyan's eyes were red as she said viciously, "Okay, in three years, I will wake you up. If you're still lost in your dream and don't want to wake up, Zhuge An and I will chase you into your dream and wake you up! Do you hear me?!"
"Thanks."
Zhuge An: "Lingwu, you must live well."
Feng Lingwu: "Okay."
At least survive these three years.
As the purple spiritual power slowly overflowed from Zhang Ningyan's body, the purple butterfly flapped its sparkling wings like crystal clear crystal, and the formation slowly rose.
Zhang Ningyan's voice was trembling as she chanted the incantation, and her hands and feet were cold and numb.
Feng Lingwu was smiling, and gradually closed his eyes. His ears became quiet. In front of him, there was a vast expanse of white. A man in white clothes and a golden crown walked slowly towards him, calling him softly: "Little Lingwu, Master will always be with you. Come quickly, we are going home. Bai Tuan'er is starving."
The smile is so gentle and warm that it almost touches one's heart.
“Master!”
Feng Lingwu instantly forgot all the pain outside the dream. His soul jumped out of his earthly body, and he ran towards Fu Wei with a smile, crossing time and space, and the boundary between dreams and reality, and suddenly held his hand.
They left hand in hand.
Outside the dream, the curse of returning to the dream lingers all day long, like a sad and melodious song that lingers for a long time.
"The wind is howling. The rain is falling. It's a cold and stormy night. I'm separated from my friends. Even when I wake up from my dream, I still doubt myself."
“The crickets chirp sadly. The water clock sounds slowly. A single green lamp shines dimly. It makes people shed tears. [1]”
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Three years later, Mount Buzhou.
It is said that Mount Buzhou is the pillar of the sky. They have only heard of it in mythology. They did not expect that the things Fu Wei left them could actually reach Mount Buzhou.
Mount Buzhou is filled with birdsong and flowers, and it is full of spring. It is full of rare and magical flowers and plants, many of which are extinct.
Zhang Ningyan held the cat in one hand and the doll in the other, looking around excitedly. However, because she had no hands free to take pictures, she left both the cat and the doll to Zhuge An.
Zhuge An felt helpless.
Bai Tuaner meowed in my arms, and after a while, he jumped down and walked by himself.
Feng Lingwu had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery around him. In the blink of an eye, he walked a long way away, looking and taking pictures everywhere.
With the help of the talisman, the towering Buzhou Mountain that reached into the clouds was climbed in less than an hour.
But the top of the mountain was empty, with only a patch of lily of the valley.
How could there not be?
Didn’t they say that the soul would return here?
Zhuge An also noticed that Feng Lingwu's expression was not right, and he quickly said, "I have looked up a lot of information in the past three years, and it is recorded that Yao Ling Zhenjun was born in Buzhou Mountain. And since Zhenjun said so, he will definitely not lie to us!"
Zhang Ningyan also nodded: "Yes, yes, Feng Lingwu, don't worry, we will look for it again!"
So a few people started searching among the flowers.
Just as Feng Lingwu was searching with red eyes, the lily of the valley in his pocket actually floated away and circled around a sea of flowers.
Everyone thought they had sensed something and stared at it closely, but the lily of the valley suddenly emitted a golden light and exploded with a "bang".
Spots of golden light floated in the air, and the entire lily of the valley was trembling with fear at this power.
Nothing happened.
Zhuge An murmured to himself: "How could this happen?"
Zhang Ningyan couldn't figure it out either.
Feng Ling's dark circles under his eyes became even redder.
The three people stood facing each other in the sea of flowers, unable to say a word.
Just as Feng Lingwu's heart was growing heavier, Bai Tuan'er's meow suddenly sounded behind him, soft and sticky, as if she was acting coquettishly.
As if he had anticipated something, Feng Lingwu turned back tremblingly.
In the sea of flowers, the fairy in white was seen bending down to tease the cat, which had grown fat and strong. Perhaps it had noticed their gazes, and it stood up slightly, its long black hair fluttering in the wind. Its eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as Jun Yingcao, and it smiled lightly: "Long time no see."
Feng Lingwu was really afraid that this was a dream, so he stared at Fu Wei for a long time.
Fu Wei knew his fear, and walked towards him step by step with bare feet among the flower petals in the sky. Butterflies were flying around his sleeves, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in mist.
It was not until he walked up to her that Feng Lingwu suddenly realized that this was not a dream, and he hugged Fu Wei.
"Fuwei!!!"
It was a cry that was almost tearful. After three years, they finally hugged each other again.
Zhang Ningyan and Zhuge An saw this and cried with joy.
There is no better dream than this.
Fu Wei patted his back gently, soothing Feng Lingwu's emotions: "Don't cry, little Lingwu, Master is here."
Feng Lingwu choked up and said, "Fuwei, you have to stay with me forever, and you have to repay me forever."
Fu Wei curled his lips: "Okay."
The two people hugged each other tightly, the sunlight shone on Buzhou Mountain, gilding their hugging bodies with golden light, the lily of the valley swayed gracefully, and the snow-white buds seemed to be telling something. Bai Tuan'er seemed to know something, and fell asleep obediently while rubbing Fu Wei's ankle.
The sun was shining brightly today, and what was even better was that they met again here.
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Author's comments: [1] From Wang Zhidao's "Longing"
Congratulations to Fu Wei and his little Lingwu for finally getting their happy ending!
As for how Fu Wei was resurrected, it will be told in the extra chapter!
As soon as the main story is finished, I will write a sequel, which is guaranteed to be extremely sweet! [Come on][Come on][Come on]
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