After conquering Jingzhou, the small court of the Southern Wei Dynasty was completely destroyed, and the remaining Jiangnan prefectures could be declared.

Everyone knows that the general situation has been decided and the master of the world has no choice but to change it.

Qin Xiang had no intention of stopping. After a brief rest, the soldiers pointed directly at the last three northwest states.

Correspondingly, Wudao Sect is also withdrawing from the three northwest states in an orderly manner. It is not like a battle on the battlefield, but like a silent and tacit handover.

The "Big Zhou" that has been maintained for nearly ten years has reached its own end.

In fact, the "Big Zhou" died after Dan Tai Yun broke up with Xu Wugui, but it was only now buried.

Most people agreed to follow Dan Taiyun to the Western Regions and create a new foundation. However, there are exceptions. When they joined the "Big Zhou", they also had the ambition to pacify the world. What is the "world"? It is these two capitals and 19 states, so they were unwilling to follow Dan Taiyun to leave the Central Plains.

This was the case with Song Fuchen, who was ranked among the Five Kings. He knew very well that he would not return to his hometown in the Central Plains again. So he did not go anywhere, but stayed in the city of Xijing.

Dan Taiyun didn't force him.

Today, the Wudao Sect’s people are particularly neat in the city of Xijing. The palace officials, Zuo Venerable, the Greedy Wolf King, and the Seven Killing King gather here. They were ordered by Dan Taiyun to take away the “Wuxu Palace”. At this time, they had finished cleaning up, leaving only an empty Tai Chi Palace.

Song Fuchen sat on the steps in front of the Tai Chi Palace.

The palace official stood on the other side with a crowd.

Song Fuchen looked up at the palace official and whispered: "Can you delay the time for the right Venerable for a stick of incense?"

The palace official walked towards Song Fuchen and said, "Okay."

Song Fuchen stood up and walked towards the empty Tai Chi Palace.

The palace official followed Song Fuchen and looked at Song Fuchen's back with a complicated look.

At that time, she and Li Xuandu, Qin Su, Yan Feiqing, Su Yunxian, Ning Yi, Song Fuchen and others went to Baidi City, as if they were yesterday, but now they are separated by the sky.

When he arrived at the empty hall, Song Fuchen stopped and turned to look at the palace official: "Miss Gong, no matter what, we are working together. Today I will say goodbye to you."

"What do you plan to do in the future? Go to Qin Qing's Daxuan court?" The palace official also looked at him.

Song Fuchen smiled: "It's no longer important wherever things go."

The palace official frowned: "It doesn't matter, what else is it?"

Song Fuchen felt relieved, and sighed a little: "Mr. Song is dead, Mr. Xu is dead, and the leader of Dantai is leaving. To me, there is no more important. I just want to ask you a few words. There is no third person here. If you want, tell me if you don't want to, I won't force you."

The palace official nodded: "Please ask."

Song Fuchen said: "The first time we worked together was to go to Baidi City to win over General Tang Zhou, the general of the Heavenly King, under the order of the leader of Dan Tai. Later, we sorted out taxes from all over the northwest. There was a conflict. Now it is a final conclusion. What do you think of me?"

The palace official asked back: "Does my opinion matter?"

Song Fuchen was silent for a moment: "Important."

Gong Guan said: "If you were born in Liaodong, you would definitely be highly valued by Qin Qing. Unfortunately, you were born at the wrong time and you were entrusted with someone."

Song Fuchen did not comment on the evaluation of the palace official, but his expression was gloomy.

The palace official was silent for a while and then asked, "I will ask you a question too."

Song Fuchen nodded.

The palace official asked, "What do you think about the Sect Master Dan Tai?"

Song Fuchen whispered: "She is just a person who lives forever."

What he implied was to put aside the cultivation level of the Longevity Realm, Dan Tai Yunyuan was not as good as Qin Qing, Li Xuandu, Xu Wugui and others.

The palace official did not refute.

Song Fuchen's eyes shone through the entrance of the hall and looked at the vast sky outside.

After a moment, Song Fuchen withdrew his gaze: "You can answer the last question or not."

The palace official nodded and said, "You can answer."

Song Fuchen said: "If you have the chance to do it again, will you still choose the leader of Dan Tai?"

The palace official smiled: "If you don't choose the leader of Dan Tai, who else can I choose?"

Song Fuchen whispered: "For example...Li Xuandu?"

The palace official shook his head and said, "There is no if."

If you ask someone a question and the other party answers the question that is not asked, it means you answer without answering it, and there is no need to ask again.

So Song Fuchen smiled.

The palace official also laughed.

The laughter of the two attracted the attention of everyone outside the door.

Out of politeness, the people outside deliberately closed the scope of the six consciousnesses, so they didn't know why the two of them laughed.

Song Fuchen stopped laughing, with a smile on his lips: "If I did it again, what would you guess I choose?"

The palace official still shook his head and said, "I can't guess."

"It's time for a stick of incense. I'll meet in the world in the future and have a drink and have fun. Let's part with you." Song Fuchen bowed and bowed.

The palace official also paid a gift: "There will be a date later."

After the palace official left, Song Fuchen's only disciple came to him and whispered: "Master."

Song Fuchen looked at his disciples: "If I remember correctly, you are a peasant family?"

The disciple nodded: "My ancestors have made a living by farming for generations."

Song Fuchen sighed: "It's time to go back to see the parents and mothers for so many years, and do their best to do their filial piety."

As he said that, Song Fuchen took off a jade pendant from his waist: "You have been with me for so many years. This is not worth much money to give to you. It's just a thought."

"Master..." The disciple stretched out his hand, but his heart was panicked, "Where are you going?"

Song Fuchen put the jade pendant in the palm of his disciple and said, "I won't go anywhere. You can share the food stored in the city to the people later, just treat it as the last thing we can do."

The disciple became more and more panicked, and he still responded in a low voice.

At this moment, Zuo Venerable and King Greedy Wolf walked into the hall. Song Fuchen glanced at his disciple again, and saw that he was still stretching out his hands. He held the jade pendant in his palm, reached out to help him close his five fingers, held the jade pendant tightly, and whispered: "Go."

The disciple left.

Only Song Fuchen, Zuo Zunzhe and King Tianlang were left in the hall.

Zuo Venerable was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Master, what do you think? I will keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. Can you wait until you have something to say?"

Song Fuchen shook his head and said, "No, Mr. Duan."

Zuo Venerable's expression became serious: "What do you want to say?"

Song Fuchen looked around and said slowly: "Old Duan, our Great Zhou court will soon become a piece of history books. In the long river of history, just ten years is nothing, but after all, it is a foundation that has poured into our countless hard work. I think someone will always send it to the last journey."

"Song Fuchen!" Zuo Venerable's voice became cold, "It was too early for you to say this, we were just moving westward."

Song Fuchen did not refute, but took out a token from his sleeve and handed it to Zuo Venerable.

Zuo Venerable Zuo did not go to pick him up and said, "You should go to see the Holy Lord yourself and give this to her."

Song Fuchen's hand still stopped in front of Zuo Venerable and said slowly: "After going, I will never come back, so I will not go. This is the token given to me when the Holy Lord promoted me to King Pojun. Now I have to pay it back to the Holy Lord for me."

Zuo Venerable took the token silently.

Song Fuchen clasped his fists and said, "I won't send Mr. Duan."

Zuo Venerable turned around and left the place without saying a word.

The Greedy Wolf King looked at Song Fuchen.

Song Fuchen smiled and said, "After so many years, I have always wanted to say something to you."

"What do you mean?" King Greedy Wolf was stunned.

Song Fuchen showed a hint of shyness for the first time, but he still looked at the green eyes of the Greedy Wolf King and said softly: "In the days to come, you might as well laugh more. There are jewelry in your eyes, and it is beautiful when you smile."

After saying that, Song Fuchen turned around and walked towards the back hall regardless of how King Tianlang reacted.

The Greedy Wolf King stood there, stunned for a while, suddenly reacted and flew towards the rear of the palace.

At this moment, a loud noise came from the back hall, deafening and echoing endlessly, and then the sound of his body falling heavily to the ground.

The Greedy Wolf King stopped suddenly.

Her face was pale, her eyes were full of disbelief, her lips trembled slightly, and she slowly stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to grab something, and then slowly pulled her hand back after a while.

The Greedy Wolf King suddenly looked back and saw that the Zuo Venerable and the Palace Official outside the door did not leave, and just stood outside the door motionless. Their expressions were a little heavy, but they were not surprised. It seemed that they had known the ending long ago.

The body of the Greedy Wolf King froze and slowly closed his eyes.

A young man seemed to have heard the voice of a young man: "The spring outing is a cold food every year, and the season of pear blossoms. The white brocade is full of patterns and fragrance, and the jade trees and jade buds are filled with snow..."

In a trance, she seemed to have returned to the time when the faces and peach blossoms were red for many years ago. The grass was growing and the bearded and the blonde girl was a young man from a farmer in a foreign country.

The spring breeze is surging.

...

Outside Tai Chi Palace.
To be continued...