Long Siye took a deep breath.
Yes, he must be raised well.
No matter when Xijiu is resurrected, he will wait until the day she returns.
The handfuls of loess gradually covered up the crystal coffin, and also covered up the once beautiful girl in the crystal coffin.
Di Fuyi held the soil himself and did not let anyone help. \ Cangqiong Jade was wandering around the crystal coffin, feeling very reluctant to part with it.
It flashed in Di Fuyi's mind: "Master, she dislikes darkness the most, but now she can only bury her in the dark underground."
Di Fuyi's face was extremely pale and he refused to say a word.
He speaks very little now, and unless it is extremely necessary to ask someone to do it, he may not speak once a day.
"Lord Holy Lord, don't you think the master will crawl out of the earth in a few decades?"
Cangqiong Jade is very worried.
It has watched too many zombie movies, and now it thinks about the scenes of zombies coming out of the ground.
It feels a little bit unacceptable.
Although the secret it received was that its owner would be resurrected after three shibnián, it did not say in what form he was resurrected.
It is very suspicious of Tiandao's urinary nature.
In order to punish Gu Xijiu, it will let her crawl out in zombie form, and then slowly transform into a flying zombie and become a normal person.
Di Fuyi did not answer Cang Qiong Yu's nonsense, and slowly took pictures of a tomb for Gu Xijiu.
This place is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is an excellent fēngshuibǎodi, the legendary Dragon Cave.
Even if he knew that what was buried here was just a soulless shell, he couldn't tolerate any sloppiness as long as it was about her.
This place will be guarded by dedicated personnel.
No one will come to rob the tomb, and no one will dare to rob it.
He just hopes that she can find peace in the past few decades.
After the burial, Di Fuyi took out his flute and stood there playing it.
The sound of the flute floated leisurely into the air, as if he was playing a lullaby.
After playing the song, he smashed the flute in front of her grave.
The snow-white jade flute shattered to pieces on the ground, causing Cangqiong Jade to tremble.
It looked at Di Fuyi and naturally understood what he meant.
His flute music used to be Gu Xijiu's favorite to listen to, but now Gu Xijiu is gone. , there is no need for him to play the flute anymore Boya smashed his zither to thank his close friend.
Holy Master, this is how he smashed his flute to thank his lover.
Di Fuyi looked at the sky.
The sunset was half-set, and the clouds were dyed golden red by the setting sun, which was particularly spectacular.
It turns out that the sunrise and sunset were ordinary to him.
No matter how beautiful and spectacular the scenery was, it would have been enough for him for tens of thousands of years.
Ordinary scenery could not move him at all.
But now, he looked at the half-setting sun with some nostalgia.
He really wanted to live a little longer, even if it meant living until the day she was resurrected and seeing her from a distance.
After all, it was a luxury.
He was about to turn around when he suddenly saw a colorful light suddenly rising into the sky in that direction.
It swayed in the sky for a moment like an aurora, making the sunset-dyed clouds even more magnificent and giving it a thrilling beauty.
Because the light was mixed with the light of the setting sun, Di Fuyi couldn't see clearly how many colors the light had, but five colors were enough.
Could it be that that generation of saints finally appeared?
His fingers clenched slightly In fact, he didn't want to teach Dai Shengzun all his skills.
After all, power moved people's hearts.
If Dai Shengzun had been in charge for a long time, he might not want to let it go.
I'm afraid it will be a lot of trouble for Gu Xijiu to take over when the time comes.
So who is it that emits such brilliant light?