Everyone seemed to have seen the woman open her eyes, and naturally...Zi Yuxian also saw it.
Zi Yuxian watched blankly as the woman in the pool opened her eyes, and watched blankly as the woman slowly stood up and walked to him.
Two tears suddenly fell from his eyes.
"Mother..." Zi Yuxian looked at the familiar face in front of her, her voice choked with sobs.
He has been waiting for tens of thousands of years, just for this moment...
"Why bother?" The woman looked at the man with disheveled hair and body in front of her with tearful eyes, her voice filled with accusations and sorrow.
Zi Yuxian looked at the woman infatuatedly, as if he had returned to that small town in an instant, and he became that naughty and troublesome child again.
"It's not bitter, as long as I can see my mother again...even if I wait tens of thousands of years, it's worth it."
"The child still wants to eat the egg drop porridge cooked by his mother, and he also wants to listen to his mother's teachings..."
"If there is no mother, what is the point of a child's cultivation?"
Zi Yuxian laughed happily, just like when he came home for the first time after practicing.
With tears in her eyes, the woman looked at Zi Yuxian, who was gradually getting gloomier. She looked at the vicissitudes of life on Zi Yuxian's face, and her heart felt extremely painful.
"But... you killed so many people to save me... How can I bear such sin?"
Zi Yuxian's eyes turned red and she shook her head, "There is no need for mother to bear the burden. If there are sins, the child will bear them..."
When he killed everyone, he himself was in pain...
Those he knew well and those he was unfamiliar with.
Their desperate howls before their deaths and their resentments after their deaths were all engraved in his soul.
It’s just obsession...
Compared with his mother, no matter how many sins he has, they are not as heavy as his obsession with resurrecting his mother.
If there was cause and effect in this world, it would all fall on his head. Even if it was an eternity, he would... be happy with it.
The woman shook her head slowly, her eyes filled with pity.
Looking at Zi Yuxian who was already close to her limit, the woman opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.
But Zi Yuxian didn't care at all, but said with some regret:
"It's just a pity that I will never have the chance to eat a bowl of egg drop porridge made by my mother..."
"But it's okay..." Zi Yuxian laughed again, "Just let my brother eat a bowl for me. He has eaten it anyway..."
Su Mo looked at the mother and son with dull expressions.
Of course he had eaten it before. In the fantasy world, the bowl of egg drop porridge was as delicious as Princess Ying's thin noodles...
However, he looked behind the woman and saw the dissipating glow on her back. He opened his mouth but could not speak...
He... couldn't eat either.
The woman turned her head and glanced at Su Mo, with the same look of pity in her eyes.
The lifelong love between mother and child made her also remember this man in white...
She also regards Su Mo as her own child...
Unfortunately......
The woman turned back and stretched out her hand to gently caress the side of Zi Yuxian's face. Zi Yuxian also let her caress...
At this moment, he felt extremely at ease.
But the next moment, when Zi Yuxian saw the woman's feet, his whole body trembled suddenly, and he opened his mouth and murmured:
"how so......"
I saw that the woman's feet were gradually becoming transparent and dissipating like him...
"Why is this happening..."
For a moment, Zi Yuxian was panicked and suddenly raised his head to look at the woman.
But I saw the woman's face was calm, as if she already knew the outcome...
"Silly boy..." The woman looked at Zi Yuxian and shook her head slightly.
"In this world, how can a person be resurrected after death..."
"Dead, just dead..."
Zi Yuxian looked at the woman blankly, and all kinds of emotions suddenly surged into his heart.
This outcome was something he had never imagined. He only knew that he could either be resurrected or he could not be resurrected.
Who would have thought that in the end, not even my mother’s physical body could be saved...
Zi Yuxian suddenly turned his head and looked at the stone tablet in front of the Fusheng Pond. When he saw the inscriptions on the Fusheng Pond, he suddenly woke up.
"At the end of floating life, I asked about immortality. The solution to immortality is reincarnation. The way to reincarnation is to see the other shore, and the people on the other shore are separated. The two banks of yin and yang are divided into life and death, and life and death are different... The road to floating life..."
"Farewell to life and death... Farewell to life and death..." Zi Yuxian closed his eyes.
"...Dao Fusheng..."
"Without reincarnation in this world, there would be no... immortality..."
Tens of thousands of years of planning, tens of thousands of years of waiting, countless lives... all in vain.
The woman looked at the pain on Zi Yuxian's face and sighed slightly, but there was nothing she could do.
If possible, she would rather not have this side of her today, and also want Zi Yuxian to live well.
There is no need to stand upright and be useless and invincible in the world...as long as he can live well...that's enough.
But now everything is in vain...
Zi Yuxian looked at the woman's arms that had turned into nothingness, and her expression gradually became crazy: "I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in..."
The woman disappeared much faster than him...
"I tried my best to bring my mother back to life..."
"Why is it like this..."
Ziyuxian looked up to the sky and roared: "I am not willing to give in!"
The sound spread out, carrying millions of expectations and millions of disappointments, echoing throughout this world...
But there was no response.
Even if he dies, he can face it calmly. But he couldn't accept his mother's disappearance.
"Yu'er..." The woman looked at Wanfeng's painful Zi Yuxian and called softly.
Ziyuxian calmed down, looked up at the woman, his eyes were red, he opened his mouth, and his words were choked:
"Mother, I'm sorry..."
"My child still couldn't save you..."
The woman slowly shook her head and said to Ziyuxian: "I have been dead for tens of thousands of years, why do you need to save me..."
"Do you know why I named you Ziyu?"
Zi Yuxian slowly shook his head and looked at the woman with a sad expression.
"Jade is fair and transparent. I heard you named Ziyu in the hope that you would be strong and moisturized at the same time...but I never thought that you would go to the extreme..." The woman shook her head. Sigh.
Zi Yuxian looked at the woman's expression and was suddenly startled, looking confused...
"Am I really wrong... But I just want to resurrect my mother..."
"Thousands of years of planning, but in the end it was all in vain..."
The woman looked at Zi Yuxian and smiled: "These ten thousand years are not all in vain... Now that you and I are reunited, although it is short-lived, I am already very satisfied..."
"Aren't you happy to see me?"
Zi Yuxian looked at the woman blankly and said softly: "The child is very happy!"
"Then what else can't be satisfied?"
Zi Yuxian looked at the woman's smile, and for a moment, all his obsessions were put down.
"Satisfied..." Zi Yuxian smiled calmly and threw herself into the woman's arms.
"Mom, I miss you so much..."
The woman smiled and raised her hand, touching Zi Yuxian's long hair, her eyes full of tenderness.
"Mom, I miss you too..."
The two figures hugged each other, the breeze blew by...the two of them turned into nothingness together...
Two blooming flowers of the other side were left behind...
...
Time only helps people grow old,
If you don’t believe in sentimentality, you will always hate leaving the pavilion.
Teardrops, spring clothes, and wine make it easy to wake up.
The west wind was strong last night in Wutong,
The pale moon is dim and bright, and good dreams are frequent,
Where is the tall building...the sound of wild geese...
Biquge
