Chapter 160: From now on, our meeting will last forever, without further turmoil.
It was like a basin of cold water dropped from the sky, pouring on Yun Wanzhou. The water droplets fell, leaving only an overwhelming coldness.
Yes.
He never let Xie Wuyang touch him before.
The speaker had no intention, but he pulled out the thorn that had been buried deep in Yun Wanzhou's heart for a long time.
He remembered the cold corpse in his arms, the melted sword, and the soul that he could not find even if he dispersed all his energy.
And those countless dark nights, entangled with his thoughts and regrets.
A night of many dreams.
When Yun Wanzhou woke up again, the seat next to him was empty.
He got out of bed, put on his shoes and boots, and casually put on his outer robe. Just as he was about to open the door, someone pushed it open from the outside.
Xie Wuyang held the fried dough sticks and porridge he had just bought and raised them towards Yun Wanzhou with a smile. "I bought some breakfast. Master, please eat some before we go on our way."
Yun Wanzhou took the thing from Xie Wuyang's hand and stood there, staring at him for a long time, hesitant to speak.
After a night of rest, Xie Wuyang was in excellent spirits today. His already sentimental peach blossom eyes looked even more gentle and warm, like a hook that could capture someone's soul.
"Master, do you have anything to say?"
Yun Wanzhou turned away from his gaze, turned around and walked to the table and sat down.
A lot of fried dough sticks were bought, which should be enough for two people, but there was only one bowl of porridge, which made it hard to tell whether Xie Wuyang had eaten it or not.
Yun Wanzhou naturally changed the subject and asked kindly, "Have you eaten?"
Xie Wuyang shook his head.
"Don't you want to drink porridge?" Yun Wanzhou asked doubtfully.
"I left in such a hurry that I didn't bring enough money. I only had enough to buy a bowl of porridge."
Yun Wanzhou stared at the porridge in front of him for a moment, then stood up. "I'll go find a bowl and give you half."
Xie Wuyang grabbed Yun Wanzhou's hand and pushed him back. "Wuxiang Villa is so dilapidated, where can we find a bowl? Master, don't waste your time. Drink it while it's hot."
As he spoke, Xie Wuyang picked up a fried dough stick and passed it to Yun Wanzhou, "Master, try it. Is it delicious?"
Yun Wanzhou sighed helplessly and took the fried dough sticks.
The fried dough sticks are freshly cooked, crispy on the outside and chewy on the inside.
Yun Wanzhou, however, had no taste for the food and stopped after chewing two bites.
Noticing the commotion over here, Xie Wuyang raised his eyes and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Is it not to Master's liking?"
Yun Wanzhou shook his head and suddenly pushed the porridge in front of him towards the middle, "Let's drink together."
"Okay." Xie Wuyang agreed and took a sip of the porridge.
Yun Wanzhou no longer had any reason to be embarrassed.
The porridge is sweet with scattered egg drops floating on top.
He didn't know if it was Yun Wanzhou's illusion, but when he was drinking porridge, Xie Wuyang seemed to have a faint smile on his lips. When he wanted to look into it, he couldn't find it no matter how hard he tried.
Perhaps because his gaze was too focused, Xie Wuyang noticed it and looked up to meet his gaze. "Master, do you have anything to say?"
"It's okay." Yun Wanzhou didn't find any clues and shook his head.
Xie Wuyang didn't ask any more questions and picked up the porridge and took a sip.
It was not until he put down the bowl that Yun Wanzhou realized something.
They share a bowl, so it's inevitable that they will get confused sometimes.
When Xie Wuyang drank the porridge, it seemed that he used the same place he had used.
Yun Wanzhou paused while chewing and silently put aside the random thoughts in his mind.
But when he drank the porridge again, he deliberately avoided the place that Xie Wuyang had used.
…
After breakfast, the three of them set off on their journey together on their swords.
In order not to cause panic among the disciples of the immortal sect, Xie Wuyang deliberately changed his appearance before going up the mountain.
Thanks to Yun Wanzhou's presence, the three of them had a smooth journey to Cangqiong Mountain. After hearing the disciple's message, they soon met Yan Xingzhu.
When the young leader saw Yun Wanzhou, his face showed joy. He quickly arranged seats for the three of them and asked someone to prepare tea.
"Since Xie Wuyang's death, the Immortal Venerable has never set foot in Cangqiong Mountain again." Yan Xingzhu's eyes flashed with guilt. "I was unable to stop Sect Leader Hong from setting up the formation. I am truly ashamed."
Yun Wanzhou didn't say anything, his eyes fell on the door, not knowing where to look.
Yan Xingzhu looked embarrassed and had to find another topic. Her gaze stopped at Xie Wuyang, "I wonder what sect these two are from. Xingzhu thinks they look a little unfamiliar..."
Yan Xingzhu turned his gaze and caught a glimpse of Gu Shiyun. "This immortal friend looks familiar, but..."
He was quickly recalling and searching for the same face. Suddenly, a flash of lightning struck him, and he looked surprised: "Could it be a disciple of Master Gu of Wuxiang Villa?"
Gu Shiyun nodded, stood up and saluted, "Indeed. My name is Gu Shiyun, and I am a disciple of Master Gu."
It was at this moment that Yun Wanzhou glanced back and caught the strange look in Yan Xingzhu's eyes. He remained calm and said calmly, "Besides Gu Shiyun, I also want the Sect Leader to see someone else."
Yan Xingzhu's clenched fist suddenly tightened, and he looked at Xie Wuyang as if he sensed something.
Xie Wuyang raised his hand and tapped his forehead. A crimson magic pattern suddenly appeared, and the illusion technique faded, revealing his true face.
Yan Xingzhu's eyes trembled, and he stood up suddenly, "Xie Wuyang, you..."
"Master." Yun Wanzhou's voice was like shattered ice, his eyes as sharp as a blade. "I came to see you for only one thing."
Yan Xingzhu's lips trembled slightly and she closed her eyes as if to escape.
Yun Wanzhou's words rang clearly in his ears, "Back then, the Wuxiang sect was wiped out, and hundreds of immortal sects united to attack the Demon Realm Lord. Have you ever seen the corpses of Wuxiang disciples?"
"I..." Yan Xingzhu's clenched fingertips turned pale, and she couldn't find a word to defend herself. "I know."
In one sentence, all the mysteries were solved.
The Wax Apple Sect knows, and the Cangqiong Mountain knows.
Apart from them, how many people in the hundreds of immortal families have seen the corpses of Gu Xun and other disciples?
In the vast world of cultivation, no one has ever told the truth.
They have blinded themselves and cannot distinguish between good and evil.
Yun Wanzhou suddenly raised his hand and grasped the broken snow at his waist, trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
Xie Wuyang sat beside him and could even see his trembling fingertips and his lips that were turning pale from pursing.
Yun Wanzhou grew up in the Immortal Sect. Everyone taught him to distinguish between good and evil and to protect the people. But now it is the Immortal Sect that has broken all of this.
Xie Wuyang held Yun Wanzhou's hand, silently giving him strength and soothing his trembling.
Xie Wuyang sneered, his expression sarcastic, "Is this how Cang Qiong Shan became the leader of the immortal sect?"
"Yes!" Yan Xingzhu's eyes flushed red, his voice furious. "But are you innocent? You practiced evil magic, your hands stained with blood, how many people have you killed? You wasted people's money and resources, capturing so many people, just to build a tomb! Why shouldn't you kill them? Why shouldn't you kill them?"
"I did kill quite a few people." Xie Wuyang curled his lips, appearing calm compared to Yan Xingzhu's fury. "But do you know who I killed? The demon clan's rebels, should they be killed? You sent disciples from your immortal sect to infiltrate the demon world and kill my demon world guards. Life for life, isn't that right?"
Xie Wuyang's eyes were sharp, and every word he said was like a knife, piercing Yan Xingzhu's chest. "Should those who rob women be killed? Should those who rob and steal be killed? You say my hands are covered in blood? But Sect Leader Yan, the number of people I have killed is far less than the number of people who died in a war provoked by the Immortal Sect."
With every word Xie Wuyang finished, Yan Xingzhu's face turned paler, until in the end, his face was completely bloodless, his head was dizzy, and he almost couldn't stand.
He seized on the loophole in Xie Wuyang's words and was still looking for an excuse to exonerate himself. "What about the Holy Tomb? You forced so many people to do this for you..."
"Master Yan, have you ever been to a disaster-stricken area?" Xie Wuyang said slowly. "When I was sixteen, I was hunted by my own people to a place where there was drought and famine. Some people even ate human flesh. Although I only spent a few days there, I was deeply impressed. Tell me, if I let the people here build a tomb and I feed them, would that be good or evil?"
Xie Wuyang took Yun Wanzhou's hand and stood up. "I don't explain because it's useless. But you don't explain because of your own selfishness."
Xie Wuyang took Yun Wanzhou by the hand and walked out.
The sun is shining brightly outside, making people feel warm.
Xie Wuyang lowered his head and saw Yun Wanzhou's lips pursed in unhappiness.
His heart became soft because of this person, so that all other unpleasantness became nothing.
"I don't care whether others believe it or not. It's enough for someone to believe in me." Xie Wuyang said with a smile.
Seeing that Yun Wanzhou was still unhappy, Xie Wuyang turned around and asked Gu Shiyun, "Fellow Immortal Gu, can you trust my words?"
"Of course I believe it." Gu Shiyun nodded, then hesitated again. "But could Lord Xie first tell me why you were looking for my master?"
"Do you really want to know?" Xie Wuyang raised his eyebrows.
"yes."
"It's nothing." Xie Wuyang's face was calm and composed. "It's just that when I was trapped in the disaster area, your master was also there and stole two pancakes from me. I can't stand people like him sitting in high positions..."
Xie Wuyang narrowed his eyes, looked at Gu Shiyun and sneered, "So I went to seek revenge on him."
Although they are light, during famine, food and water are the most important things. Two pancakes were something that everyone was scrambling to buy.
In the face of disaster, the first thing that is revealed is the evil in people's hearts.
Yun Wanzhou finally raised his head from his suffocation.
"What are your plans for the future?" he asked Gu Shiyun.
Gu Shiyun pondered for a moment and said seriously, "My master brought me to Wuxiang Villa and raised me since I was a child. Everything I know and learned originated here. Although my master is guilty, the other disciples of the villa are innocent. I want to rebuild it."
Gu Shiyun's eyes lit up as he spoke. Finally, he took a step back and bowed to the two of them. "Immortal Venerable, Brother Wuyang, let's say goodbye here. May the mountains be high and the rivers be long, and may we meet again if fate allows."
Xie Wuyang and Yun Wanzhou also returned the greeting.
"See you again if fate allows."
Witnessing Gu Shiyun's figure disappear at the end, Xie Wuyang took Yun Wanzhou's hand again.
Time has passed and cannot be brought back.
Looking back now, those decades of life seem like a big dream.
From then on, no matter whether you are successful or notorious, there will always be people around you.
"Master." Xie Wuyang suddenly called him.
Yun Wanzhou seemed to be thinking about something, without raising his eyebrows, and made a nasal sound in response.
"What have you done in the hundreds of years I've been away?"
Yun Wanzhou thought for a moment and said, "Travel the world and exorcise evil spirits."
After he finished speaking, he seemed to feel that his reply was too monotonous. He frowned and searched for interesting things in his memory. "The snow on Changfeng Mountain never melts year-round, yet flowers bloom forever. In Xuantian Realm, there is a Yinyang Valley. The valley is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the spring water is as clear as crystal. Birds live in the water and fish swim in the sky. There is also the Yaotai in the Clouds and the mirage..."
He racked his brains and found that the five hundred years of memory contained many wonders and strange things in the world.
Until Xie Wuyang suddenly spoke, interrupting his endless chatter, "Master, take me to see it."
Yun Wanzhou was stunned and turned to look at him.
Xie Wuyang had a faint smile on his lips, his brows and eyes were gentle, "I want to go and see the five hundred years that Master has walked alone."
"Yun Wanzhou." Xie Wuyang shook Yun Wanzhou's hand and whispered in his ear, "Yun Wanzhou. Let's go traveling."
"Just the two of us?"
"It's just the two of us."
Yun Wanzhou felt a pang of pain at the tip of his nose. He lowered his eyes to suppress the bitterness in his heart and nodded, "Okay."
The peach blossoms on Cangqiong Mountain are in bloom again.
Meeting old friends.
From then on, the mountains were high and the rivers were long, and there was no more trouble.
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