The sky was dim and gloomy.
The cyan thunder has not completely disappeared from the Great Liang tribe. Even if time continues to pass, the cyan thunder will always exist.
And on this battlefield littered with corpses, figures began to become active among them. Those people are naturally from the Great Liang tribe.
Today is the day after the war ended.
There are still 429 people alive in the Great Liang tribe. These living people are already the entire heritage of the Great Liang tribe.
By this time, the people of the Great Liang tribe obviously no longer thought about things like war or revenge.
Because they know very well that they currently do not have the ability to take revenge, let alone the power to use it for revenge.
The most important thing they should do now is to rebuild the Great Liang tribe and live well in the thunder light curtain woven by the blue thunder.
Only in this way can the inheritance of the Great Liang tribe be uninterrupted.
The place that Gu Qingyang cherished so much that he was even willing to sacrifice his life will continue to exist in the form of inheritance.
If they can't even inherit it, then they will only feel that they are unworthy of Gu Qingyang's salvation for them.
"The sky is cangcang——"
Just after a period of time, Gu Qingyang's skeleton and Qing Yiyao's body were placed on a pile of firewood.
The people of the Great Liang tribe also gathered around the bodies of these two people. In the crowd, an old man danced and sang with a melodious voice.
As he sang, the sky became darker and darker, looking extremely scary.
Gu Qingying, on the other hand, stood silently behind the crowd. She did not kneel down with the singing, she just stood there silently.
Time is still passing by. Above the sky, more and more dark clouds began to gather, slowly gathering together.
Gu Qingying had already heard from the people of the Great Liang tribe that they were going to hold a funeral for Gu Qingyang.
This funeral is called the Rain Festival.
Among the Great Liang tribe, only those who deserve to be remembered forever by the Great Liang tribe from generation to generation can have such a funeral.
In the history of the Great Liang tribe, only three tribesmen were buried in such funerals.
This first one is the ancestor of their Great Liang tribe. Legend has it that the ancestor of Great Liang was just a lonely man on the grassland.
As for the Great Liang Tribe, it was this ancestor who gathered a group of like-minded people and established it through joint efforts.
This person, to all the people of the Daliang tribe, has the grace of origin.
Therefore, this ancestor is naturally worthy of having a rain ceremony as a funeral.
As for the second person, and the third person, they were all people who had saved the Great Liang tribe from dire straits.
Without those two people, the Great Liang tribe would have completely disappeared during the two previous crises.
Therefore, they are the second and third people who deserve to have a rain ceremony as a funeral.
And today, this rain festival has not been held among the Great Liang tribe for a long time.
It's started again.
Only this time, the people of the Great Liang tribe all felt that their rain sacrifice was no longer enough to match Gu Qingyang.
Although it is said that Gu Qingyang also died for their Great Liang tribe, he also owes them a debt of gratitude for rebuilding.
However, what Gu Qingyang has paid is much more than any previous predecessor, and it is so much that it is impossible to estimate.
"Boom——"
Finally, as the old man in tattered priest clothing sang the last words. Everyone fell silent.
They are using their silence to mourn for those who have passed away. And when the old man raised his head and was about to continue singing.
A cluster of white flames was ignited from the firewood, and then burned slowly, engulfing Gu Qingyang and Qing Yi Yao in just an instant.
Gu Qingying watched all this quietly.
She stared at the person in front of her, staring at the flames in front of her. Gradually, her vision began to become blurry.
The hot feeling burst out from her eyes, making her feel extremely painful. However, her pain was simply heartache.
She no longer knew what she should be thinking.
She remembered Gu Qingyang's instructions, and she knew he wanted her to live well. But how can this be done so easily?
At this moment, the only way for her to survive is to completely forget Gu Qingyang. But this kind of thing is simply impossible.
"Boom——"
"Boom——"
Above the sky, thunder rumbled.
But the thunder at this moment has lost the feeling of the wrath of heaven. At this moment, the atmosphere permeating the Daliang tribe was filled with only sadness.
And the flames that could burn Gu Qingyang's skeleton and Qing Yiyao's body were naturally no ordinary flames.
In fact, that fire is the fire of the end.
In the history of the Great Liang tribe, such a flame had only appeared once.
The kindling for this kind of flame is those seemingly ordinary pieces of wood.
In order for this kind of flame to appear, ancient songs must be recited when the deceased is buried.
As for whether the flame will appear after reciting this ancient song, it depends on fate.
Anyway, this kind of flame only appeared when the Great Liang tribe buried their ancestors.
After that, although the Great Liang tribe held two rain festivals, the flame did not appear again.
But now, this flame has appeared, making the people of the Great Liang tribe excited. They knew exactly what this meant.
But, what if Gu Qingyang is extraordinary?
The person who once brought them light in the desperate darkness is gone after all.
At the end of the funeral, everyone in the Great Liang tribe knelt on the ground.
They lowered their heads and stared at the ground quietly.
Ended with the last thunder.
Rain also falls from the sky.
At this moment, the bodies of everyone present began to tremble uncontrollably.
As the heavy rain fell, the highest-level funeral of the Great Liang tribe was completed.
And they could no longer tell whether what fell on the ground was rain or tears in their own eyes.
Only Gu Qingying felt a sense of shock and regret at this moment.
What shocked her was that her brother could actually do things to this extent.
In her impression, Gu Qingyang was not a person who would sacrifice himself for others.
After all, this is a world of the weak and the strong. In this world, the word kindness should not appear.
But these people from the Great Liang tribe are indeed different. These people are not seeking profit, these people have their own choices.
Gu Qingying thought that this was probably the reason why the Great Liang tribe was able to attract her brother. But what will she do from now on?
Survive?
Just like Gu Qingyang said?
Go on?
Finish the road that Gu Qingyang has not finished?
She didn't want that.
She was very unwilling.
She had always felt that her brother's journey should not end here. Her brother should not be killed by the law of heaven.
But, what should she do if she wants to change the situation in front of her? Is there any other way she can change this?
Finally, she remembered that magical power.
Tai Cang Ku Rong Sutra!
This was the inheritance given to her by her brother before his death. Although, she has never practiced this supreme method.
But she felt that this magical power seemed to be the only thing she could rely on at this moment.
However, just when Gu Qingying was feeling sad, she noticed that there was a ray of light looming not far away.
This made her rub her eyes involuntarily, and then she looked carefully in that direction, and what she saw was the pile of white flames.
"this--"
Gu Qingying really doubted whether she was dazzled because she was too sad. However, the light was constantly flashing.
"Um--"
Just then, a lazy voice sounded in Gu Qingying's ears.
Gu Qingying could tell that the voice seemed to be that of a woman.
But who is this woman?
Why does it appear at this time?
Why make such a sound?
Gu Qingying didn't know the answers to any of these questions. At this moment, she just knew that the source of the sound was in the flame.
But besides the body of her brother Gu Qingyang, who else was in the flames? Isn't there only one Qing Yi Yao left?
Just when Gu Qingying was confused.
The tribesmen of the Great Liang tribe did not notice this abnormality, let alone the mysterious female voice.
At the same time, in a corner of this wild world, there was a palace. It was all white and magnificent.
A woman is slowly opening her eyes.
Her skin was as good as snow, and she had a slender figure. She was only dressed in plain white clothes, and her style was extremely simple. But her figure is extremely graceful.
Her eyes were as clear as a pool of clear water. But at this moment, she seemed to be meditating on something.
Her temperament is elegant and noble, just like a fairy who has been banished to the human world, and people will be shocked at a glance.
It is no exaggeration to say that if others really take a look at her, they will really feel ashamed and dare not look again.
"Meet the Palace Master."
At the same moment, a group of women in white also discovered that this peerless beauty, who had been sleeping for a long time, had woken up.
"Go ahead and do what you have to do."
"yes."
The girls responded for a while, and then disappeared. Only this woman was left, standing alone in front of the palace gate, with tears streaming down her eyes.
"Why do I cry?"
The woman murmured to herself, her beautiful eyes showing confusion, as well as inexplicable sadness and pain.
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