My cultivation is too warm

However, what made Xu Mo feel desperate was that Elder Ouyang's diagnosis was that Mo Fusheng was the father.

It turns out that Elder Ouyang's health had actually been failing for a long time, even more so than that of Peak Master Jiu Miao.

After all, although Elder Ouyang may not have lived as long as Peak Master Jiu Miao, he was from the previous era. He was only unsealed in the previous era because of the Fire Seed Project.

In reality, he and the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons are the longest-living people.

I've lived from the era before last to this new era.

More importantly, in the era before that, they were chosen as the spark and hope, but the spark project was later scrapped due to the rise of Cang Gu.

However, in the previous era, they were chosen as the spark and hope, and were able to live to this day.

The plan, abandoned in the previous era, was finally realized after crossing an entire era.

Perhaps this is not a fortunate thing for Elder Ouyang and Elder Wanmo.

Watching everyone else get wiped out while you're the only one left talking isn't a pleasant feeling. You might ask yourself, "Why? Do I deserve it?"

They experienced this twice, so you can imagine how suppressed they must have felt.

According to his only direct disciple, Mo Fusheng, Elder Ouyang was actually already incapacitated in the very first year of the new era.

He asked Mo Fusheng if there was any way to extend his life by a few more years, because he was worried that Xu Mo would collapse if he died at this time.

Ultimately, Mo Fusheng used a special acupuncture method combined with his specially developed secret medicine, which allowed Elder Ouyang to survive to this day.

Upon hearing this news, Xu Mo was stunned. He could sense that for Elder Ouyang, death was a relief. He should have left, but for Xu Mo's sake, he had to live a few more years, even going so far as to ask Mo Fusheng to extend his lifespan.

Having spent so much time with Elder Ouyang and knowing his character well, Xu Mo could imagine the torment this must be causing him.

only……

Although he knew all this clearly, he still didn't want Elder Ouyang to leave like this.

but……

Do I really want to continue to restrict him because of my own feelings?

Xu Mo recalled the reaction of the Elder of Ten Thousand Demons earlier, and he now roughly understood the other party's previous choice.

The Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons is sending Elder Ouyang off on his final journey in his own way.

No wonder his behavior just now seemed so awkward. Given his familiarity with Elder Ouyang, he must have realized the moment Elder Ouyang spoke that things were beyond redemption.

Xu Mo stood there in a daze for a long time before finally taking a step forward and finding Elder Ouyang and Elder Wanmo, who were engaged in their final battle.

When he found them, two rounds of the contest had already taken place. The previous two rounds were between a spiritual plant master and modern botanical knowledge, with one person winning and the other losing.

Unexpectedly, Elder Ouyang won with his knowledge of modern botany, while Elder Wanmo won with his knowledge of spiritual plants.

This result was completely opposite to what Xu Mo had expected. Logically speaking, Elder Ouyang should have been skilled in spiritual plant cultivation, while Elder Wanmo should have been skilled in modern botany.

But the result was the opposite.

The two are now competing in swordsmanship. Each of them holds a bamboo sword and bows with their swords in ancient etiquette, staring at each other with very solemn expressions.

They were all very old and their movements were very inconvenient. Standing on the arena, their movements were slow, but the swords in their hands were wielded with extraordinary speed and skill, unpredictable and ever-changing.

The final duel between the two lasted for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. In the end, Elder Ouyang swung his sword, but the wooden sword in the hands of the Demon Elder failed to intercept it.

The tip of Elder Ouyang's bamboo sword was pressed against his neck.

Upon seeing this, the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons froze, then shouted, "No, no, that doesn't count. Just now, a mosquito was buzzing in front of me, which distracted me."

"Let's start over! Let's start over! We have to start over!"

"Otherwise, I would never be convinced."

Faced with the old man's shameless behavior, Elder Ouyang calmly said, "A loss is a loss, don't make excuses."

Elder Ouyang's calm tone startled the Demon Elder, who stammered, "Little brat Ouyang, you..."

His response was Elder Ouyang's radiant smile, as brilliant as a melting glacier: "Old man, I won."

"I won in the end, hahaha."

Elder Ouyang laughed loudly three times, then looked at the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons with a serious expression and said, "In this life, you will never have another chance to defeat me."

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression froze, and then with a thud, his body collapsed onto the ring.

"Little brat Ouyang." The old man of ten thousand demons slumped to the ground, looking at Elder Ouyang lying on the ground, and called out in a calm tone.

It was only at this moment that Xu Mo realized that the Ten Thousand Demon Elder could address Elder Ouyang in such a gentle tone.

It's as if gentleness is etched into their very bones; their eyes, expressions, and tone of voice all exude tenderness.

Just like her usual demeanor, she is gentle and warm-hearted.

Having watched the final match from the sidelines, he finally understood why the results of the previous two matches had been so unusual.

Both Elder Ouyang and the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons wanted the other to win, which is why they each lost to the other in their respective areas of expertise. In the final match, Elder Ouyang's sword strike was the most flawed of all the moves, yet the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons failed to dodge it…

Just as Elder Ouyang said at the end, the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons will never have another chance to defeat him in this lifetime.

……

Like the Nine Wonders Peak Master, Elder Ouyang was not buried; he was also sealed away by Xu Mobing.

Seven days after Elder Ouyang left, the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons found Xu Mo.

“You are Ouyang Xiaogui’s student. Given his personality, he has already said everything he needed to say to you. There is no need for me to say anything more to you.”

"As your senior, I only want to say one last thing to you: I know you care about Ouyang Xiaogui, care about everything in the ancient times, and desperately want to revive them."

"You can try it; no one can stop you."

"But I hope you understand one thing: as the ancestor of all spirits in the new era, we, the older generation, including those who have been erased, place our hopes on you to protect the present and create the future, not to reminisce about or pursue the past."

"Don't put the cart before the horse."

After he finished speaking, he patted Xu Mo on the shoulder and smiled gently at him.

The next day, Xu Mo froze the Old Man of Ten Thousand Demons.

Another month passed, and Yuanbao pushed Qingzhu to find Xu Mo.

After the "Tao" was erased, Yuanbao finally grew up and was no longer a little Taoist boy, but a handsome young man.

Sitting in her wheelchair, Qingzhu smiled kindly when she saw Xu Mo and said, "I'm getting old. I can't compare to you young people anymore. Wuyou, you're amazing. Everyone else was wiped out, but you're still alive. Unlike me, I wouldn't have survived this long if it weren't for your reputation."

"Wuyou, you really have a lot of influence."

Master Qingzhu still speaks in that sarcastic and unsettling way; he's spent his whole life trying to learn to speak normally.

Yuanbao, now a handsome young man, reached out and gently patted his face, saying in a low voice, "Master, you said the wrong thing again. Your words are hurtful."

Upon hearing this, Qingzhu paused for a moment, then grinned and said, "Is that so? I felt that what I said this time was quite good, but it still hurt someone in the end."

He then looked at Xu Mo and said, "But it doesn't matter, Wuyou, you must understand what I mean, right?"

Xu Mo nodded and replied earnestly, "I understand, Senior Qingzhu."

He truly understood that Qingzhu simply wanted to express her gratitude, nothing more.

Seeing this, Qingzhu nodded slightly, a satisfied smile appearing on her face. Then, after gazing at the sky in a daze for a while, she softly spoke:
"I'm satisfied as long as you understand."

"I'm not very capable, Wuyou, you're better than me, so I won't give you any more advice. I believe you can live a good life by following your own heart."

"I am truly satisfied and happy to see Yuanbao grow up."

"Thank you, Wuyou, and thank you, Yuanbao."

After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes.

Yuanbao stood there blankly for a long time before pouting and muttering, "Master, can't you speak properly... really..."

The next day, Xu Mo also froze the green bamboo.

From then on, all the few remaining elderly people in the new era passed away.

The oldest living being in the world today is probably Nikki, who has degenerated into an ordinary turkey.

As the spirit pet of the Nine Wonders Peak Master, it is from the same era as the Nine Wonders Peak Master.

However, Nikki is not in good condition right now. She has lost a lot of feathers, and her crest and neck are basically bald.

Perhaps this is Nuannuan's destiny; its feathers can never last forever, even though it is no longer the ancient Crimson Phoenix it once was.

After Nikki sheds her feathers, she collects them and gives them to the disciples of Wuyou Peak.

It may not know what use its feathers are, but it always has a habit of wanting to give them to the disciples of Wuyou Peak.

Perhaps, only in this way can it feel at ease.

Finally, as winter approached, its feathers had thinned considerably, and after a long sleep, it never opened its eyes again.

Even though Xu Mo and the disciples of Wuyou Peak created countless warming measures and equipment for Nuannuan, they were ultimately not her feathers.

The disciples of Wuyou Peak were the most heartbroken by Nuannuan's departure.

After all, it was Nuannuan who had always cared for them like her own children, and was the most considerate "mother" in the hearts of the Wuyou Peak disciples.

After Nuannuan left, no one else could think of them and care about them as much as it did.

This left them feeling empty inside.

Xu Mo also froze Nuan Nuan. As the former Primordial Crimson Phoenix, he believed that as long as the "Dao" was continued, Nuan Nuan would definitely be able to be reborn and return.

(End of this chapter)