It turned out that Mu Yun staggered into the worship hall.
His eyes were blurry and his steps were staggering, obviously he had drunk too much.
However, despite his somewhat unsteady body, his gaze remained firmly fixed on the spirit tablets, especially the one on the far right.
Finally, Mu Yun walked to the spirit tablet and knelt heavily on the ground with a "thump".
He raised his head and stared at the spirit tablet before him, tears glistening in his eyes. He spoke with a choked voice, "Master! Now the three tribes have suffered a crushing defeat and are fleeing in panic."
"I, your disciple, have finally fulfilled my mission and avenged your blood feud, so you can rest in peace in the netherworld." After saying this, he kowtowed three times, and his forehead made a crisp sound when it hit the ground.
Then, as if he had found someone to confide in, Mu Yun continued to mutter to himself, "Master, I'm fortunate to have met a woman who has made my heart flutter."
"But she is like a free bird, unrestrained by anything."
"I really don't know how to pursue this feeling..."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but burst into tears, his heart filled with endless melancholy and helplessness.
Just like that, Mu Yun, under the influence of alcohol, poured out all the pressure and depression that had been accumulated in his heart for a hundred years.
His words flowed like a tide, sometimes passionate and generous, sometimes sad and heartbroken.
Suddenly, the tenth spirit tablet began to tremble slightly, as if touched by a force.
Immediately afterwards, a light as white as snow slowly floated out from the spirit tablet.
After circling in the air for several times, this ray of light gradually condensed into a figure—
Then, an old man in plain white clothes, with white hair and a long beard, quietly appeared beside Mu Yun.
The old man had a kind face and his eyes revealed endless gentleness and love.
He gently stroked Mu Yun's head, with an amiable smile on his face, and said softly, "Mu Yun, you have worked so hard over the years."
Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds, he came back to his senses as if waking from a dream.
However, at this moment, an indescribable emotion surged in his heart, his nose felt sore, his eyes instantly became moist, and tears welled up in his eyes uncontrollably.
"Master...is it really...is it really you?"
Mu Yun asked with a slightly trembling voice, as if he still couldn't believe that the person in front of him was the mentor he missed day and night.
The old man smiled slightly, nodded, and began to speak slowly.
"Back then, your master asked the Soul Suan Pavilion to divine for you, and it told you that you would definitely be in trouble in the future because of love."
"So when I was about to pass away, I deliberately left this fragment of my soul behind and placed it in the worship hall. I also set up this spirit tablet for myself."
"Since then, I have been waiting here, just for today to come."
After hearing these words, Mu Yun gradually recovered from his initial shock.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner excitement, and then said solemnly to the old man: "Master, please rest assured!"
"I will definitely follow your teachings and instructions, and do my utmost to protect this Xianyuan City. I will never let you down!"
I saw the old man gently stroking his long beard, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised to reveal a faint smile.
He slowly extended his right index finger and gently touched Mu Yun's chest, right where his heart was.
Then, he said earnestly, "To cultivate immortality is to cultivate immortality, but also to cultivate humanity. If a person has no emotions, what is the point of being a human being? And what is the point of being an immortal?"
Then, the old man looked at Mu Yun with a kind and gentle gaze, "My child, you have given too much and sacrificed too much."
"Now, it's time to let go of everything and pursue your own true happiness." After saying this, his figure gradually dissipated like smoke, as if he had never appeared here.
Mu Yun silently felt the beating of his heart, and at the same time turned his gaze to the plaque enshrining the spirit tablet of his master.
At this moment, his originally resolute eyes were filled with tears, and crystal tears slid down his cheeks.
"Thank you, Master..." Mu Yun murmured softly, his voice filled with endless gratitude and respect.
However, just as he was immersed in this deep emotion, an urgent call suddenly came to his ears.
"Palace Master?"
"Palace Master, wake up!"
As his body continued to shake, Mu Yun finally slowly opened his hazy eyes.
At this moment, a dazzling ray of sunlight was shining straight into the house through the open door. The strong light made him squint his eyes involuntarily.
Mu Yun shook his head violently, trying to clear his mind, and when he opened his eyes again.
I just realized that I was lying on the cold ground, and I didn't know when I fell into a deep sleep.
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