Chapter 1500: The old man is coming

The rapid coughing sound broke the tranquility in the courtyard. The sound was very old, as if it was already in its twilight years. As the sound came out, even the wind outside seemed to be getting louder.

The roars filled the lanterns outside the courtyard swayed even more violently, as if there was a breath from the darkness, surging with the wind.

While letting the two strings of lanterns sway, they would rush into the courtyard and take away a soul who has struggled to survive...

As the lantern swayed, I could faintly see the word Sun written on it in red cinnabar.

Sun Family!

These few sounds of broken silence caused a lot of footsteps in the courtyard, but many servants hurriedly came to an ordinary house deep in the courtyard.

At this moment, outside the house, three old men were already standing there anxiously, and behind these three old men, there were many descendants of the Sun family.

"What a panic, I can't die..." A hoarse voice came from the house, revealing a deep feeling of fatigue.

"Old ancestor..." One of the three elders outside the door looked very anxious and stepped forward and whispered as if he wanted to speak.

At this moment, there were suddenly sounds of horse hooves outside the courtyard coming from a distance. In the dark night, the sound was very obvious and soon became closer and closer. But on the street outside the courtyard, several war horses roared. On the horse in front, there was a middle-aged man sitting. The man was wearing armor and looked powerful without anger. On the horse beside him was an old man with a hat falling off and his hair was blown away by the wind.

The old man looked pale and the horse under him was too fast, which made his eyes look horrified.

In front of the courtyard, the war horses stopped neighing. The middle-aged man dismounted and grabbed the old man, headed straight into the courtyard like the wind, galloped all the way to the outside of the house.

"Old ancestor, Dao Sun invited the best imperial physician to come and he must treat the ancestor."

"No, I have lived a life of a disabled person for thousands of years. The deadline is approaching. How can such a mortal doctor be cured?" When the hoarse voice in the house was heard, he started coughing again.

With the nervousness of everyone outside the door, the door of the house opened from inside, and an old woman with pale hair slowly walked out with the help of two maids.

"I called you all here today because I know I can't live for seven days, so I'm worried about waiting. However, my Sun family has no other practitioners except me. This will save me from the cruelty of the world of cultivation. Remember, descendants, don't practice Taoism. Enjoy wealth and honor in this mortal world. This is the best choice.

You can remember what you said in your old age!" The old woman suddenly glared at her eyes, revealing two rays of light, sweeping across the descendants of the descendants in front of her.

A pressure emanated from her body and enveloped everyone, causing the Sun family members, including the middle-aged man in armor, to kneel down, with a look of panic and quickly said yes.

"Just remember, just remember... It's all gone, let me calm down alone..." The light in the old woman's eyes gradually dimmed. Although she was old, she could still see that when she was young, she should be a beautiful person and liked to teach others a lesson.

Her words, these knelt descendants dared not refuse to follow, and left one after another. Even the servants and the maids around the old woman dispersed, covering the house in the night, slowly calming down.

The old woman sighed and slowly sat on the stone chair beside her, looking at the moon covered by the clouds and recalling the past.

"When people get old, they always like to recall... Even if they want to leave the world, they can't change the problem of liking to teach people. Speaking of which, I have not taught many people in my life..." The old woman's mind gradually appeared in her mind.

That person, she thought she was a little monk who did not practice hard at the time, was very angry at her lazy practice and taught her lessons many times.

In memory, a smile appeared on the old woman's face, and she was very happy. In memory, she found the joy of the surviving years.

Outside the courtyard, under the lanterns, in the autumn wind, a figure in white appeared there at some time.

Wang Lin looked at the courtyard ahead. After he came to Ran Yunxing, in his spiritual sense, there was only such an old friend who was once a young monk who was dressed as a man in the world.

Whenever this person met himself back to the cave, he would harshly teach him to concentrate on practicing Taoism, so that he would have a day to attain enlightenment.

Wang Lin could see that every word he said was true. This feeling was very unique compared to the cruel world of cultivation, which made Wang Lin feel warm in his heart.

So, he always remembers this person.

Unexpectedly, when I returned to this star a thousand years later, the only remaining old friend was the woman from that time.

A smile appeared on his face, and Wang Lin walked towards the courtyard gate under the two strings of lanterns. His footsteps echoed. He walked quietly and slowly approached the depths of the courtyard, outside the ordinary house.

I saw the old friend sitting there and counting the memory, the female cultivator Sun Ling, or Sun Ling.

Wang Lin's arrival was like a mortal, and there were sounds of footsteps. He did not hide anything, nor did he hide anything.

"Didn't you say that, let the old body be quiet!" The old woman frowned, and did not turn around, but scolded her.

"After a thousand years, do you want me to leave as soon as you came?" Wang Lin said softly with a smile.

His voice fell into the old woman's ears. The old woman was stunned and turned her head to look at Wang Lin not far behind her. With this glance, her whole body trembled.

"Xu Mu..." The old woman looked at Wang Lin, and after a long time, she smiled on her face.

"When will I come back..." The old woman did not lose her composure like Yan Lei Zi and others, and she soon recovered. Although her lifespan was not as good as Yan Lei Zi and others, her cultivation level was much worse than that, but she only had seven days of life and had seen through everything. At this moment, she only had the joy of seeing her old friend, nothing else.

"Short after I came back, I passed by here and came to see if there were any old friends." Wang Lin sat opposite the old woman, looking at her like a friend.

In Wang Lin's eyes, this person's gender is not important. He and she are not a relationship of men and women, but a friendship between old friends. Whether it is a man or a woman, they are memories of the past.

That night, Wang Lin was very happy. His and Sun Ling's words echoed in the courtyard. Sometimes, although Sun Ling was old and hoarse, she could hear the laughter of a silver bell like a thousand years ago.

When the wind can be seen strangers, even the coldness of the autumn wind slowly dissipates and blows on the body, like the spring breeze, making people feel warm in their hearts.

The moonlight gradually dimmed, and a white edge like a fish belly appeared in the sky, gradually extending, like the eyes of heaven and earth, slowly opening while closing.

"Have you really decided?" Wang Lin spoke softly as the white on the horizon spread.

"There is life and death. I am already very tired in this life. Even if I survive, it will be meaningless. It is better to leave..." Sun Ling looked at Wang Lin with a smile on his face and said softly.

"If you change your mind, you can take this pill." Wang Lin looked calm, took out a pill and put it next to him, stood up in sigh, looked at the old woman again, and walked out of the yard without looking back.

Sun Ling looked at Wang Lin's departure and gradually drifted away. He felt a vague daze in front of him, as if he had returned to the time when he sat cross-legged outside the big stone in the management cave, and taught this young man who went out all day long and rarely went into seclusion.

"Do you know what the most important thing for cultivating people is? I tell you, diligence is the most important thing!"

"Although your qualifications are not good, if you are diligent, you will still have a day to make progress. I have been guarding the Fang Mansion here for many years. Many of the monks I have seen have even reached the level of transformation of gods. They have never given up breathing and going out for a walk in this Fang Mansion like you like in the morning."

The smile on the old woman's face became even stronger, but under that smile, there was a hint of blush.

The morning sun shines on the earth, taking away the indifference of the night. Even the coldness of the autumn wind seems to be much less, with a hint of warmth.

The yellow, red, and withered leaves flutter in the wind in this world, and look very beautiful.

In the autumn wind, Wang Lin slowly stepped onto the highest mountain of this star. He did not use his magic power, but walked up step by step like a mortal.

Just like when he brought Wang Ping to conquer this mountain!

In a rushing river, Wang Lin stood by the river, his eyes falling in the distance.

In the sea, a lonely boat was walking alone, and Wang Lin stepped on the lonely boat, facing the roar of the waves, looking at the heaven and earth.

"Ping'er, the mountains are like pride, the river is like thoughts, and the sea is like heart. If you take you to conquer this mountain for your father, you will have pride and not surrender to the world, and not surrender to fate. You must raise your head anywhere, and your pride will be magnificent!

Taking you to conquer this river is to make you realize that the river flows endlessly, which contains a sense of perseverance. Without belief, the river cannot flow. If there is no belief, a person will be just a walking corpse in his life!

I will take you to conquer this sea for the sake of your father, so that you can have the mind like a sea. All the ups and downs are what you can count when you see this sea!"

Wang Lin walked through the mountains, rivers, seas, plains, jungles, and through the footsteps of Wang Ping back then. Although he was a seven-star ancient god, even though he was famous outside the world, even in the future, he would become a great person in the world.

But he is still a father...

A mortal who missed his son Wang Ping at this time...

Returning to his old place, I thoughts, with melancholy, feeling Wang Ping's soul in the Tianni Bead in his body, with a white hair and a lonely figure, Wang Lin left Ran Yunxing, who gave him an unforgettable century memory, and gradually disappeared. Only a melancholy sigh echoed in the world and never dispersed for a long time.
Chapter completed!