The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

"Written at the beginning: Because my mother-in-law passed away, I went back to my hometown to take care of the funeral. I have not slept for several days. I am overwhelmed with grief and my body and mind are broken. I have not updated in time. Please forgive me. Today, I am typing, my mind is empty, or I don’t know what to say. If there are any mistakes, please tolerate them.

Life is unpredictable, life and death are in the hands of God, diligence cannot make up for it, thrift cannot accumulate it. I can only advise you to be more friendly to your loved ones while they are still alive. Three thousand tears in front of their graves are not as good as a bowl of soup in front of their beds. Don't be sad because of separation, it will be too late to regret!

The way of immortality is vague, the way of man is anxious, we should love ourselves, not waste our energy, live without suffering, die without suffering others, live a smooth life, is this also the way of ordinary people?"

……

The old man finally passed away.

The leader of the mermaid tribe worked hard in the sea all his life and finally died at the bottom of the sea.

Before he died, he leaned in Zhenzhu's arms, holding her hand tightly, his eyes full of guilt. He was obsessed with the fate of the mermaids, but ignored his daughter's happiness. Now he had to entrust the fate of the entire tribe to his daughter, but he didn't even have time to find a support for her.

For some reason, the old man thought of someone at the last moment, and whispered three words with his lips: "Mr. Li..."

But in the end, he was unable to finish what he wanted to say and closed his eyes forever.

"Father!" Pearl cried sadly, tears streaming down her face.

"Pearl, don't be sad. Your father is a great man and you should be proud of him," Sister Mei comforted.

"He should have no regrets if he died in the Dragon Palace." said Bantian Yao next to him.

The old monster in red robe couldn't stand this kind of love affair and was a little impatient, but he didn't lose his temper. He said, "Okay, okay, there's no point in crying. You should inherit your father's ruins, find that damn crystal clam, take back the power of your people, and then go fight the god who cursed you!"

Sister Mei frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

Pearl gently put her father down, wiped her tears, and a determined look appeared on her face.

"Pearl, your father mentioned Master Li at the end. He should have asked you to go find Master Li," said Sister Mei.

Zhenzhu nodded: "Master Li has done a great favor to our mermaid clan. My father said that if there is one person who deserves our trust and entrustment, it is Master Li. Master Li has great ambitions. If there is a chance in the future, my clansmen and I are willing to follow Master Li and wait for his orders."

Sister Mei was relieved and said, "Master Li will not ask you to wait for orders. He treats all living beings equally. In his eyes, humans and demons, immortals and monsters, gods and ants are all the same. What we follow is not him as a person, nor his ability and status, but his ideas and beliefs, and his heart."

"Ideas and beliefs... and his heart..." Pearl repeated silently.

Sister Mei smiled and said, "Of course, if you are willing to pledge your love to him and follow him forever, that's fine too."

"Ah?" Pearl exclaimed softly, and her pretty face turned red. Fortunately, the strange light in the sea was shining, so it was difficult to see.

"Hey, hey, are you done? Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, I, the old ape, will leave soon." The old monster in red robe urged impatiently.

Pearl also knew that it was useless to stay any longer because her father was gone and there was no way he would come back to life.

There is no need to choose another place for burial. This is the Crystal Palace, the origin of the dragon clan. Being buried with a dragon is already the highest honor.

She took one last reluctant look at her father, then stood up resolutely and swam towards the depths of the magical crystal palace.

Although the Crystal Palace is in ruins, it is still vast and grand. The huge crystal pillars standing in the sea, although broken, still stand tenaciously on the seabed, as if they are the guardians of time, telling of the past glory.

The dome of the palace has collapsed, and the remaining arc-shaped structure looks particularly elegant in the water, like a masterpiece of nature rather than artificial carving. Light from somewhere penetrates from the sea water, refracting against the crystal fragments, forming gorgeous light bands, illuminating this sleeping area and giving it a mysterious and sacred atmosphere.

There is abundant spiritual energy here. The surface of the ruins is covered with all kinds of strange and unknown creatures. Occasionally, some colorful fish swim by here, adding vitality to these originally dead ruins.

However, several people had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery. Zhenzhu wanted to find the pearl that her father mentioned that sealed the power of her people. Sister Mei hoped to find Lu Jingshan and Su Biluo. Hongpao just wanted to find a dragon to fight to prove his strength. Bantian Yao had complicated feelings. He was the only one who had experienced the war between demons and gods. Although only his remnant soul was left in the bat's body, the ancient atmosphere of the Crystal Palace made the fragments of his past flash like starlight in his silent soul.

But the Crystal Palace was too big, and this special space seemed boundless.

"No, we can't look for it this way. There must be another way." Bantian Yao said.

Several people stopped and looked to the west.

The old monster in red robe said impatiently: "Old demon, what method do you want to suppress?"

"I don't know, but if we keep walking blindly like this, we won't be able to get out even if we swim to death."

"Tsk, I don't know what you are talking about! How do you know you can't get out even if you don't swim to death? Didn't the old mermaid just now say that she saw Xiangliu?"

Sister Mei said: "When the Crystal Palace was built, it was a special space constructed according to the magic array. Both the array structure and the materials used were top-notch. So even after experiencing the war between gods and demons and the erosion of time, the building has been damaged, but the space has not been broken. It's a pity that I am not very proficient in the array. It would be better if Mu Chen was here."

Pearl asked in confusion: "But my father is not good at formations either."

The old monster in red robe said: "It may be his luck, so stop talking nonsense, our luck may not be worse than his. Old monster, don't you think so?"

Bantian Yao did not answer him, but just pondered and looked to the west.

The old monster in red robe laughed and said, "Tsk, as if you know anything about formations! With your bat eyes, what can you see?"

"I know!" Bantian Yao suddenly said, "It's light! The old patriarch is following light! Pay attention to the light here, its flow has a regular pattern!"

Everyone looked towards Xizhou and saw strange lights everywhere. No one knew where these lights came from. They were flowing in the sea, but not following the path of light propagation, but in the shape of water currents.

At first I just felt it was strange, but after Bantian Yao reminded me, I found that there was indeed some kind of pattern hidden in it. There should be a light source, but because it was not the first line of transmission, the light source could not be seen.

"Follow the flowing light wave curve." Sister Mei made a prompt decision.

She activated the seven-layer treasure box, using it to open a path and stabilize the water waves so that the changes in the water flow would not cause confusion in the light.

Several people nodded, and even the old monster in red robe stopped raising any objections and followed Sister Mei forward.

But they didn't notice that a pair of huge eyes opened in the empty space behind them.

Then, the sea water shook, and a giant dragon emerged in the flowing light.