Chapter 29: Eternal Solitude

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  The sound of the flute was mournful and sorrowful, filling the entire cave with a melancholic atmosphere. How many years must have passed to accumulate such a haunting melody?

  The cave was filled with a stench that was second to none, but there was no scent of blood, instead, it emitted a musty smell.

  It was somewhat unbelievable that until the two of them reached the end, they didn't encounter any obstacles. At the end, they found the source of the zither sound.

  That was a young man with black hair as ink, face like a knife cut, wearing a white robe that was old but very clean. However, on his neck, there was a clear blood stain, which was sinister and had a layer of sharp aura emanating from it, exactly the same as Qi Tian's hand.

  A jade-green flute, crystal clear, seems to be unable to withstand such a sorrowful sound at this moment, and has already cracked open several fissures. As the cracks appear, the sorrowful sound is incomplete, yet even more mournful.

  The young man sat cross-legged on the ground, his body pale and bloodless, his eyes calm like a dead pool of water without any ripples.

  This is a stone cave, about ten zhang in diameter, the ground is full of rotting corpses, but among these rotting corpses, there are no human corpses, they are all some wild beasts and livestock, their blood has dried up, each one emitting a foul odor, it's unknown how many years they have been rotting, in a corner, a pile of dry bones was stacked as high as a zhang, under the dry bones is a layer of gray bone powder.

  "You're that white-eyed zombie!"

  Yun Fei's sword flashed, his eyes gleaming with a cold light. The purple bamboo sword rose, and a golden aura floated around it, stirring the air and emitting a low hum.

  "A hundred years of Dragon Tree people, dark sky looking at ancient hills. Not following the dead souls away, the world has no sound anymore. You take action now."

  The young man spoke in a calm tone, his body emitting an aura of death. His white robes fluttered, and a sense of desolation rose up in the cave.

  "Since you're looking for death, I'll help you achieve it!"

  Yun Fei's expression was cold and stern, the purple bamboo sword slashed down fiercely, the golden earth sword shone brightly with a golden yellow aura, whistling as it shot out.

  Boom!

  "Junior brother, you——"

  Yun Fei was slightly stunned, at this moment, Qi Tian took a step forward, and the Purple Bamboo Sword shattered one of his sword auras.

  "Brother, do you remember what Master said?" Qitian whispered, "Master said that all things in the world have their own way, don't lose your original heart. Look at these withered bones and rotten corpses."

  Yun Fei was taken aback, he swept his gaze over the young man's face, a look of astonishment appearing on his own: "You've never sucked human blood!"

  The young man shook his head, a hint of irrepressible sorrow on his face, and said: "Even if I were to lose my soul, I would never go and absorb a single drop of human blood."

  "Surprisingly, there's a fourth-generation white-eyed person like you," Yun Fei shook his head and said, "If your ancestor were to reincarnate in the present world, I'm afraid he'd be the first to slap you to death."

  "Is the minister the ancestor?" The young man's eyes gradually produced a boundless hatred, as if the endless sea could be overturned. "If he comes, I'll be the first to drain his blood!"

  Yun Fei's eyes widened in shock and he stuttered: "There is actually someone like you, a fourth-generation white-eyed wolf, who dares to be so disobedient."

  The young man did not make a sound, and Qi Tian furrowed his brow, saying: "You are a Longshu person, why would you become an undead?"

  The young man looked up at him, his face bitter: "How would I know? A hundred years have passed, I slept for a hundred years and only just awakened from my tomb. A hundred years have passed, everything is gone, there's only that bit of inherited memory left, everything is gone."

  A boundless sorrow appeared in the young man's eyes, he lightly spat out a mouthful of air and said: "Longshu is my root, I don't know if I can still control myself. I caught domestic animals and wild beasts, but unexpectedly brought you two immortals here. You've come too, this old undying thing, even with a thousand years of life, I don't want it."

  Yun Fei was taken aback, and then became somewhat flustered and said: "Do you know that in my immortal path, only the Dragon Gate Half Immortal can achieve the Thousand Years of Life? You obtained the Thousand Years of Life out of thin air, without seeking to cultivate it, yet you've achieved the Great Dao. Are you trying to seek death?! Thousand Years of Life, ah!"

  The young man coldly glanced at him and said, "What's the use of a thousand years or even ten thousand years? I don't want it. With no relatives in sight, only I am left in this world, what is the point of cultivating the Great Way?"

  "You, you're really obstinate!"

  The young man did not look at Yun Fei, but instead turned to Qi Tian and said: "Your sword is very good. Even if I were to turn into a corpse, I couldn't block your sword. I am willing to die under your sword."

  As he spoke, the young man opened his mouth and a golden light radiated out. A round, lumpy stone that seemed to have been born with nine orifices floated out and fell into Qi Tian's hand.

  "This stone, I don't know what it is, was passed down from my ancestors. It's because of this that I didn't lose my mind and could always retain a bit of sanity at critical moments. I think it must be some kind of treasure from the gods. I have nothing else to leave behind when I die, so I'll give it to you. Take it."

  Perhaps Yun Fei didn't recognize it, but Qi Tian had some understanding of this thumb-sized golden stone, which emitted a peaceful and auspicious glow all over its body, and was clearly a sarira.

  Sarira, only after the great virtue and high monk's nirvana can it condense, integrating his lifelong Buddhist cultivation. At this time, Qitian also understood why the fourth generation of white eyes would awaken to their pre-birth spiritual wisdom.

  A hundred years of solitude, a thousand years of longevity in exchange for what? Is it really just these things?

  Taking a deep breath, Qitian suddenly felt a little dazed, but in an instant, he came to his senses and nodded: "I promise you."

  The young man smiled and closed his eyes, saying: "Remember, after I die, bury me at the end of Longshu Town, where there is a well. Bury me beside the well, and I will rest in peace."

  Yun Fei turned around and left. At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something, his face was somewhat gloomy, silent, and walked out of the cave alone.

  Qitian glanced at him, the immortal path was desolate and lonely, this was a necessary pass, he had attachments, so he couldn't feel it.

  On the purple bamboo sword, the pre-heavenly sword energy floated and overflowed, the crystal-clear sword energy was illusory and had not yet materialized, but a sharp aura that could not be compared to flying clouds was emitted, causing the air to hum with a low whirring sound.

  Pfft——

  The head fell to the ground, and the corpse's blood was blocked by the sharp edge, rather than spouting out.

  He let out a sigh and picked up the young man's body, lifting his head. Until this moment, he still didn't know the young man's name. Perhaps it was no longer important.

  Outside the cave.

  Yun Fei stood tall with his long body, the purple bamboo sword inserted in front of him. He gazed into the night sky, where the bright moon hung high, and it was unclear what he was thinking about.

  "Junior brother, I have no relatives left, the path of immortality is vast and wide, on this road, I will also be lonely."

  Qitian smiled lightly and walked over to his side. He hugged the young man's corpse, and the corpse blood began to flow and gradually dried up.

  "You won't!"

  Qitian's voice was firm, he also raised his head to gaze at the moon, the bright moon was a thousand miles away, full and flawless.

  Yun Fei's whole body shook, and he took several deep breaths before turning around.

  "Almost got possessed, thanks little brother."

  Qitian shook his head and smiled: "Even if you want to put down the wine gourd, I'm afraid your master won't let you off, and from now on, there will be one more person watching over you."

  Yun Fei was taken aback for a moment, and the two of them looked at each other and burst out laughing.

  In Longshu Town, at the end of the town, there was an old well that had dried up. At this time, a nameless tombstone appeared beside the old well, and two people stood shoulder to shoulder in front of it.

  Perhaps many years later, this place will no longer exist, and no one will know that a zombie was buried here, an ancient fierce creature, the fourth generation of my bloodline.

  This is a zombie who does not want to suck human blood. After a hundred years of loneliness, he died and disappeared.

  Daybreak arrives.

  The two of them did not disturb the people of Longshu Town and only left their mark in the town before drifting away.

  In his palm, that one sarira was warm and gentle, constantly emitting a peaceful aura that calmed Qi Tian's mind, but he always felt something strange. The Western Heaven Buddha Realm was separated from here by tens of millions of miles, why would a single sarira appear in Longshu Town?

  Qingyun Sect, the nine peaks of Xian Mountain were majestic and precipitous, all had existed for endless years. After four days, Qi Tian and the others stood in front of the mountain gate once again.

  Woooo...

  As soon as they entered the mountain gate, there was a continuous sound of breaking through the air. The two of them looked up and saw that many Taoist instruments were bursting with divine light, going back and forth between the nine immortal mountains. Even their sword peaks occasionally had people coming and going. (New book rankings are getting better and better, thank you everyone! Also, seeking recommendation votes, seeking collections!)