Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Dugu Changfeng's sharp cry broke the silence in the valley.

Qin Guichen and Yuan Xiaolou received the news and immediately flew out of the cave.

When they got closer, they saw Dugu Changfeng shaking the jar and shouting Aba's name.

Qin Guichen immediately pulled Dugu Changfeng aside and asked Yuan Xiaolou to check Aba's body.

Yuan Xiaolou squatted down, touched Aba's neck, and looked at Aba's eyes again.

She shook her head gently at Qin Guichen and Dugu Changfeng.

She said: "He... he died."

"No! Impossible! How could Aba die! You are lying to me!"

Dugu Changfeng struggled hard and wanted to wake up Aba. Fortunately, Qin Guichen grabbed him tightly.

After struggling for a while, Dugu Changfeng suddenly seemed to be powerless and knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

Yang Juaner, Master Xu and others who heard the news also came out.

Yang Juaner walked slowly towards here, and saw Dugu Changfeng kneeling on the ground crying, and Aba's head drooping to the side. She instantly knew what had happened.

She bit her lip, one step at a time, and the closer she got, the heavier her steps seemed.

Qin Guichen knew that the relationship between Yang Juaner and Aba was very special. Now that Yang Juaner was pregnant, she couldn't move the fetus.

So he said to the people who came: "Master Xu, this is for you.

Ge Ling, send someone to inform your master immediately that Aba has passed away."

Master Xu shook his head and said: "Aba is a descendant of the Miao people in the world. The culture of the Miao people is different from that of Confucianism. There are many Miao people in the mountains. Let them handle Aba's funeral."

As the oldest elder here, Master Xu only helped Aba straighten his head, and other things had to be handled according to the Miao funeral method.

Qin Guichen felt that Master Xu's handling was very appropriate. Now Dugu Changfeng had fainted from crying, and she asked the red-clothed disciple to carry Changfeng into the cave first.

Then he said to Yuan Xiaolou: "Xiaolou, you accompany Miss Juan'er into the cave to rest first, and wait for Zongci to come out before we talk about everything."

Yang Juan'er's expression was dull, like a wooden man, and she was supported by Yuan Xiaolou into the cave.

During this period, Yang Juan'er did not say a word.

It seemed that her soul left with Aba's soul.

Aba finally left this cruel world, he left with his eyes closed, and there was no regret in his heart.

After being trapped in this small jar for eleven years, death was not destruction for him, but liberation.

The jar containing Aba was carefully carried into a cave stone chamber by Ge Ling, and dozens of young Miao people from southern Xinjiang followed behind.

Although they were not familiar with Aba, although they had never taken this useless person to heart.

But they knew that this Aba was a friend of their master and an elder regarded as an uncle by their senior brother Dugu Changfeng.

So they did not dare to neglect him.

Qin Guichen walked to a secluded place and took a deep breath.

In fact, over the years, she had already regarded Aba as her own.

Aba's departure was like losing a family member.

But Qin Guichen had already looked down upon life and death, and was not as sad as Dugu Changfeng.

She took a few deep breaths, calmed her inner sadness, and took out the magic mirror.

The magic mirror was activated for a long time before it responded.

Yu Linglong whispered: "I'm in a meeting in the temple, Guichen, is there anything?

It's nothing important, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Qin Guichen said softly: "Aba is dead."

Yu Linglong suddenly fell silent.

Through the magic mirror, Qin Guichen could see that Yu Linglong's expression changed at this moment.

After a moment, Yu Linglong asked, "When did he die? Was he peaceful?"

Qin Guichen said, "Less than half an hour, fairly peaceful."

Yu Linglong sighed and said, "It's good that he's gone. Every extra day he lives is a torture for him.

He's been tortured for ten years, and today he's finally free.

Guichen, Aba is very important to Juan'er. You should take care of Juan'er recently. She's pregnant now, so she can't be too sad."

Qin Guichen said, "I always thought that you never cared about Aba's life or death, but I didn't expect... I was wrong. Don't worry, I will take good care of Juan'er and Changfeng."

Before Yu Linglong could speak, Qin Guichen had already turned off the magic mirror.

Before contacting Yu Linglong, Qin Guichen thought that when Yu Linglong learned of Aba's death, the first thing she would say was to ask him to take good care of her precious son Dugu Changfeng.

The result was far beyond Qin Guichen's expectations.

The first question Yu Linglong asked was when Aba died and whether he died peacefully.

From beginning to end, Yu Linglong never asked about Aba's death, whether her son was sad, or whether she cried.

Outside the temple, Yu Linglong leaned weakly on a huge red stone pillar.

She looked at the stars in the sky, her eyes were a little blurry.

She had done many evil things in her life. Before she met Li Qingfeng, she had slept with and killed countless men.

But she did not regret these bad things.

What she regretted was that she broke Aba's meridians and bones and stuffed them into a jar.

Of course, this was not her conscience.

The reason why she regretted the harm she had done to Aba was entirely because of her son Dugu Changfeng.

Although Yu Linglong did not live with her son for a long time, she knew her son better than her mother.

She knew very well that Aba was a very close relative in her son's heart.

She had been worried for many years. If Changfeng knew one day that it was she who stuffed Aba into the jar, would he not recognize her as his mother?

Aba's life was enough.

He was such a small figure, but his death made many top cultivators sad for him.

He didn't know that his death directly affected the entire world and even changed the entire pattern of the Three Realms.

Historians of later generations determined that the turning point of changing the pattern of the Three Realms was the occupation of the Poison Dragon Valley by the Ghost Xuan Sect, which kicked off the prelude to the chaos of the Three Realms.

In fact, the real turning point was pushed back five days.

However, Aba was a small figure who was destined not to be recorded in the history books. His death was not only cared about by Ye Xiaochuan, Dugu Changfeng and others, but also by historians of later generations.

Yuan Xiaolou sent Yang Juaner to the stone chamber where she lived.

Seeing Yang Juaner's expressionless expression, Yuan Xiaolou felt very sorry.

Comforting her, "Miss Juan'er, Aba is very old and has long been terminally ill. Don't be too sad."

Yang Juan'er seemed to have regained some consciousness.

She smiled and said, "What's there to be sad about? To me, she is just a useless person, not even a friend.

You go take care of Changfeng, I'm fine."

Yuan Xiaolou was a little suspicious.

These days, she had already seen that Yang Juan'er and Aba had an unusual relationship. Last time, she asked Qin Guichen about their relationship, but Qin Guichen didn't say it clearly.

But Yuan Xiaolou's intuition told her that in Yang Juan'er's heart, Aba was a very important person.

Now that Aba is dead, Changfeng is crying and dying, but why does Yang Juan'er act as if she doesn't care?

She left the stone room with suspicion.

Yang Juan'er reached out to close the stone door, as if she had lost her strength in an instant. She leaned against the stone door and slowly sat on the ground. Tears were like a broken bead curtain, quickly crossing her pale cheeks.