Volume 6: Overseas Chapter 339: Marriage and the Young Man's Ambition
"Bow to Heaven and Earth!"
"Bow to your parents twice!"
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Everyone was looking forward to it at this moment, and all of them had smiles on their faces when they saw the five people in the field.
Compared with the endless fighting and hatred in the martial arts world, this short-lived joy seems even more precious.
Li Xunhuan and Wang Lianhua sat in the seats of honor, looked at the five people in front of them, nodded with a satisfied smile, and felt a lot of emotions in their hearts.
Li Yaoshi, Shangguan Xiaoxian and Li Muchan were seen standing on one side, and Ye Kai and Ding Linglin on the other side.
Now that their overseas affairs were concluded, these martial arts masters had long since seen through the mundane world, shunned fame and fortune, and naturally had no intention of returning to the Central Plains. Their only concerns now lay with their disciples, younger generations, and relatives.
But just as they were about to pay their respects to their parents, Li Xunhuan's eyes flickered. He leaped forward a few steps, grabbed the flying swordsman standing behind him, and then pressed him into a chair, saying with a smile, "You used to dislike crowds, but today you can't hide."
The flying swordsman struggled to stand up, wanting to say something but stopping himself. However, seeing Shangguan Xiaoxian's hopeful eyes, he could only smile bitterly and sit down. Then, a gentle smile, unprecedented in his frosty face, appeared, and he whispered, "Good...good boy!"
Sun Xiaohong, who was standing by, was holding Ye'er and shouting loudly.
"Bow to your parents twice!"
"Husband and wife bow to each other!"
"The ceremony is over!"
Xiongmaoer drank his wine and laughed, "For now, let's keep it simple and just serve as a witness. As for the final escort to the bridal chamber, haha, I think you'll have to return to the Central Plains to achieve your wish."
Everyone burst into laughter.
But after the laughter, they all fell into the sadness of impending separation.
This separation may mean we may never see each other again until death.
This time, Li Xunhuan and his companions decided to retire overseas and no longer be involved in worldly affairs.
In the end, only Li Muchan and three others, plus Ye'er, the Wu mother and son, and Sikong Wuming returned to the Central Plains.
Shen Lang sat outside the door drinking wine with a smile on his face, but his eyes could not hide the sadness.
Gongzi Yu is dead.
If he hadn't died, perhaps there would be more than five people getting married today.
Bai Feifei stood aside, looking at Li Muchan and the other two with a complicated look in her eyes and mixed feelings in her heart.
If she hadn't left without saying goodbye, would the ending have been different?
After taking a last look at Shen Lang who was sitting alone drinking, Bai Feifei sighed, turned around and headed straight for the coast.
He actually wanted to leave.
The movement outside the door naturally could not escape the eyes and ears of everyone.
Seeing everyone turning to look at him, Shen Lang stood up with a wry smile, muttering, "You're already old, why are you still like this?"
As he spoke, the man turned around and chased after him without hesitation.
The Flying Swordsman secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Today, all these entanglements of love and hate are just a thing of the past in his eyes. All he wants is to untie the knot in his heart .
He turned his head and looked at Shangguan Xiaoxian and the other two, "There is no such thing as an invincible person in this world. You should take care of yourselves."
After saying that, he followed Shen Lang and chased after him.
The panda was anxious for the world to be in chaos, so he naturally wanted to join in the fun. "Haha, I'll go take a look too."
Wang Lianhua snorted coldly and followed him out.
After Li Xunhuan and the others had chased out one after another, Li Muchan saw that the two women were feeling lost and sad. After a moment of thought, he said gently, "How about we go overseas as well?"
Shangguan Xiaoxian and Pharmacist Li both looked up, both with surprise on their faces.
"really?"
"real?"
Li Muchan looked at Shangguan Xiaoxian's growing belly and whispered, "We finally meet again, we should spend some time together. Besides, we have to give those people some time to grow, otherwise there's no point in going back... Also, these two little ones are about to be born, so it's time to spend a few days in peace and quiet."
As he was speaking, a strange look suddenly appeared in his eyes, and then he glanced at the bed not far away.
After Wang Lianhua's treatment, although Zhu Qiqi was still in a coma, her originally faint breath had become much stronger.
As Li Muchan's gaze settled on him, the man's right index finger, which was folded on the quilt, trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.
"This person... seems to be waking up!"
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Another half month passed in the blink of an eye.
The vegetation on the island was becoming increasingly withered, and the weather was growing colder day by day.
Waves were surging on the shore of the island. Three ships had been docked there for a long time. They were well stocked with fresh water and dry food, and everyone was also ready.
"Brother Li, will we meet again?" Sikong Wuming felt a little disappointed.
Since Li Muchan is determined to go abroad, Wu's mother and son and Sikong Wuming cannot go with him.
But Li Muchan still entrusted the three people to the Fuso swordsman, who sent them back to the Central Plains.
Facing the sea breeze, Li Muchan smiled and said, "Yes."
Sikong Wuming said excitedly, "Then I'll wait for you."
"Hmm?" Li Muchan suddenly realized after just a glance that the Wu mother and son were gone. "Where are Madam Wu and the others?"
The Fusang swordsman said, "They somehow found a boat last night and left at night."
"Well, it seems everyone has their own aspirations." Li Muchan didn't ask any more questions and said, "In that case, be careful on your journey!"
The Fusang swordsman gave him a deep look and said, "Li Muchan, when I have mastered the art of swordsmanship, I will definitely come to the Central Plains to find you."
After saying that, the man grabbed Sikong Wuming, boarded a small boat, and left in a very cool manner.
At this moment, bursts of laughter suddenly came from behind.
But I saw everyone coming together, and then smiling at each other, relaxed and at ease, so free and happy.
All the grudges, hatreds, power and ambitions are gone with the wind and disappeared with the waves at this moment.
Li Muchan stood facing the wind, looking up at the sky and the earth, gazing into the distance, and chuckled softly, "Everyone, the sky is high and the sea is vast, let's set off now."
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I don’t know how much time passed, but the shore of the island, with the waves rising and falling, was now empty.
The ship is far away, and the people are far away too.
But suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from far away, crushing the gravel under his feet.
This person was short and thin, wet all over, and was actually just a child.
Wu Ming.
He looked at the point where the sea and the sky met, and at the people who had disappeared into the distance. Something that shouldn't have appeared appeared in his clear and bright eyes.
Ambition.
Wu Ming seemed a little flustered and at a loss, but soon he calmed down in the light of ambition.
"Whether it's the 10% of geniuses or the 90% of common people, they are all just ordinary people in this world."
Wu Ming kept muttering the words he had argued with Sikong Wuming on the boat.
"If you really want to become something, you must make a choice..."
As his ambition became clear, the light in his eyes grew brighter and more dazzling.
The waves were stirring, and Wu Ming stood there for a long time. Finally, he turned and walked into the jungle on the island. He walked all the way and quickly came to a pile of rocks.
Looking at the pile of stones in front of him that was piled up like a small mountain and fitted together tightly, the young man knelt down and bowed deeply.
"I am Wu Ming, the boy, and I am here to meet you, Senior."
It turned out that this was the place where Zhu Da committed suicide.
The tender yet firm voice echoed in the mountains, but only the birds flew away in fright, and no one responded.
Wu Ming remained steadfast, saying calmly, "Senior, your knowledge is unprecedented. It would be a shame if you were to lose it all. Why not accept me as your disciple and teach me everything I know? When I have learned enough, I will avenge you today."
Unfortunately, there is still no movement.
Wu Ming said in a hoarse voice, "I have abandoned all worldly concerns. If I cannot become your disciple today, I would rather die!"
"What do you want?"
Finally, a hoarse voice fell into Wu Ming's ears.
"I want to be like you, Senior," Wu Ming slowly raised his bloodshot eyes, stared at the pile of rocks, and chuckled softly, "To transcend the mundane world... I hope you will be so kind as to teach me!"
