Chapter 175 (2/2)

It was not far from here to longsaliva gorge. Before long, a group of people had reached the ground and fell directly above the gorge. Xiang Yang looked at the familiar scene and his nose was inexplicably sour.

This is the starting point for his cultivation of immortality and the second home after the fishing village. The kindness of those old people to himself is remembered by him.

But now look, the whole Canyon is dead. The original scene of chicken flying and dog jumping has disappeared. There are not even a few pigs left in the pigsty. When so many people arrive, the hut is still quiet, there is no movement, not even going out to watch the excitement.

Xiang Yang's spirit was so strong that he fell on the mud in the middle of the hut. Seeing that the situation was wrong, he immediately swept all the huts, and then was stunned.

Originally, there were more than 30 people in the golden body hall. Except Xiang Yang and Lei Meng, they were all old people. At this time, there were more than 20 lying in the thatched cottages. Each of them was haggard, and several of them were even dying.

Among his three masters, Yu tie, the second master, and Gu Zhen, the third master, were not included, while Fu Gu, the master, was lying alone in his hut, his face was like gold paper, his breath was like a hairspring, and his saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he was dying.

Xiang Yang took his sword and ran to Fu Gu's hut. At this time, the disciples of the discipline hall had also begun to enter the house to find people. In the chaos, his actions were insignificant and few people noticed.

As soon as he entered the hut, a sour smell came to his nostrils. Xiang Yang didn't mind. He rushed directly to Fu Gu's bed, carefully picked him up, leaned against his arm, and reached out to wipe off the saliva at the corner of his mouth.

Fu Gu obviously ran out of oil. Although he felt that someone had picked him up, he still struggled for a long time to open a fine slit in his eyelids. His turbid eyes looked at Xiang Yang for a long time. Suddenly, he stared a little wider, and his pale lips wriggled: ”Yang... Yang er...”

It took him a cup of tea to say these intermittent words, followed by a drop of hot tears in the corner of his eyes.

”Master, it's me! I'm back...” Xiang Yang's eyes were wet and his heart moved. A green breath was introduced into Fu Gu's body from the palm close to his back.

In addition to the cultivation in the dreamland of time, after more than ten years, although he still couldn't command the source fire and Hongmeng remnant branches in the sea, he established a slight connection with the fairy seedling of climbing the sky tree. At ordinary times, he can use a little of its power. This wood energy from climbing the sky tree is very beneficial to the body and spirit.

What kind of treasure is climbing the sky tree? The effect is obvious. Fu Gu trembled, a trace of blood appeared on his gray face, and his breath became stronger. Before long, he stretched out his hand and stroked Xiang Yang's face: ”am I dreaming? It's really Yang er? You're back...”

”Master, it's really me! I'm unfilial... You've suffered!” Xiang Yang's tears in his eyes could no longer be restrained, rolled down, hugged Fu Gu and cried bitterly.

In fact, he was very resolute. During the trial, he never shed more than half a tear when he was in a desperate situation several times, but at this time, he showed his true feelings and made no secret of it.

I'm back, although I don't know why you become like this, but I swear, with me, I'll never let you suffer again!