In the beginning, Brother Huangtiandi, I got full-level comprehension

The blood on his face disappeared, his eyes gradually dimmed, and the energy he was holding was gradually weakened, and his life was finally coming to an end.

"No!"

"Hao'er, don't leave!"

People shouted and rushed forward!
"Hao'er, wake up, don't close your eyes!"

"Son, you have to hold on, you just came back, you haven't had a good look at Shicun, you can't leave like this, you have to survive!"

……

With heart-piercing yells and sad words, everyone rushed to him, hugged him, and poured divine power into his body, wanting to hold him back for the last time.

"Actually... I don't want to part with you either. I'm very satisfied to leave like this." Shi Hao's eyes were dim and lacking in spirit, he was indeed quiet and his lights had dried up, and he had exhausted all his strength.

"No, you said, you have to go back to Stone Village, you have to take a good look, you can't leave like this!" Da Zhuang grabbed his hand and shouted, with tears in his eyes.

"Xiao Hao, we don't allow you to leave!" Pi Hou was anxious.

"Live, don't die..." Er Meng was clumsy, unable to say anything, just kept repeating here.

Shi Hao looked at them, Da Zhuang, Pi Hou, Er Meng, Hu Zi, Snot Baby, these people have been with each other since they were young, they used to dig out the nests of vicious birds together, ran wildly in the mountains and plains together, and grew up together.

Many memories of the past came to mind, so much happiness and so much carefree childhood, they once got into trouble together, and explored together in the wilderness.

"Son, hold on!" A group of uncles yelled, the veins on their foreheads stood out, anxious and helpless.

A group of clan elders trembled and came closer, with panic written on their old faces, praying here, repeating the words of prolonging their lives over and over again.

And those aunts were crying, and the naughty children were wiping their tears. Everyone was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

The red sun was sinking to the west, and the setting sun was like blood, which looked a bit bleak, and half of the sky was blood-colored.

Looking at the afterglow of the setting sun, looking at the familiar village, and looking at the people in front of him, Shi Hao stretched out his hand, trying to grab something, wanting to shout the last words, but he was exhausted.

His eyes were lost, and he couldn't see anything. With his last strength, he stretched out his hand to bid them farewell.

"child!"

Everyone yelled, and all their palms stretched out, grabbing him firmly.

Under the bright red sunset, Shi Hao's flame of life was extinguished, without a sound, he closed his eyes, with a little bit of reluctance, he couldn't breathe.

"child!"

Everyone shouted, very sad, tried everything, but still couldn't keep him.

Crying, shouting, murmuring, all intertwined.

That night, the entire stone village was filled with a melancholy atmosphere, with constant crying, and there was no way to recover.

However, Shi Yuan did not shed tears.

Shi Yuan came to the stone village, where the Willow God used to be.

Shi Yuan dug a huge pit there,
Shi Yuan also took out the ancient bronze coffin he found last time, and put Shi Hao into the ancient bronze coffin, and then, Shi Yuan took out those immortal medicines from the storage space.

Throwing down various fairy medicines, Shi Yuan was not stingy at all, and put all kinds of fairy medicines in the ancient coffin.

And the sand from the Fountain of Youth, the Fountain of Youth.

All kinds of treasures were thrown into the ancient coffin one after another, and even the keel grass was thrown in, turning into a vast ocean.

Shi Yuan also let the fur ball, Xiao Hong, and the little dragon transformed from the fountain of youth drip a drop of blood into the ancient coffin, and then Shi Yuan put Shi Hao into the ancient coffin.

Shi Yuan immediately buried Shi Hao.

He did these things very carefully, and he took great pains to handle each of them with his own hands.

He inlaid a piece of spiritual jade next to the ancient bronze coffin, and then used blood as ink to carve symbols one after another, densely covering the entire tomb.

He sealed this place, and no one can open it except him.

Of course, this is for Shi Hao, if it is someone else, it is another matter.

There are three holy medicines here, Zixia, Phoenix leaves, and the branches of the ancient sacred tree.

They were all sacrificially refined by Shi Hao, and fused into the ancient coffin.

Shi Yuan took out a black bead with intricate and deep lines imprinted on it, he stared at the bronze coffin with unpredictable eyes.

"boom!"

He urged the black bead, and it erupted into waves, shaking the entire stone village, as if there were dragons jumping one after another, rushing towards the sky.

Shi Hao's fleshy shell glowed, and strands of golden light fell down one after another, illuminating Shijia Village, making this place look like a fairyland.

At this moment, one saw terrifying runes emanating from Shi Hao's grave.

The combination of those runes actually created a formation pattern, which enveloped Shi Hao's tomb, causing the Ruixia to transpire and shine brilliantly.

As Shi Yuan continuously injected power, the place became more and more bright, and the runes circulated, submerging Shi Hao's grave bag and turning it into a small formation.

At the same time, Shi Hao's brows lit up, and runes flew out one after another, rushing into that formation.

"buzz"

In the end, the combination of the two formed a perfect fit, as if there was a kind of supreme majesty pervading, and a vague shadow appeared vaguely in Shi Hao's grave.

"Xiao Hao, rest in peace." Shi Yuan sighed softly, and then walked into the distance.

At this time, everyone was puzzled, looked at Shi Yuan and said, "Xiao Yuan, I know how you feel, but Xiao Hao."

Shi Yuan looked at the people in Shicun, at Shi Hao's parents, at Shi Hao's courtiers, and said, "What kind of person do you think Shi Hao is?"

When this sentence was asked, everyone was stunned.

"Shi Hao has experienced so many dangers, when was he on the verge of death, and when did he really die?" Shi Yuan continued, very flat.

The people of Shicun were silent.

"He has guarded the Stone Village, the Stone Country, and the entire world. Don't you believe him just because of one catastrophe?!" Shi Yuan asked again, with mist in his eyes.

"I have always believed that he will definitely be resurrected, and one day, he will come out alive!" Shi Yuan continued.

His words were resounding and resounding. At this moment, the whole village fell silent, looking at the small tomb with expressions of awe.

Everyone in Stone Village has heard of him. This boy once rose up in the Great Wilderness Battlefield. He was famous all over the world in that era.

The children in Shicun worshiped Shi Hao even more, and they had long regarded Shi Hao as an idol. Such a brave, decisive, and stunningly talented young man deserved their respect!

"We are willing to believe in Xiao Hao!" Everyone stood up and bowed.

Even people who don't know Shi Hao can feel a surge of enthusiasm at this moment. Everything Shi Hao has done for this village has long been engraved in his heart. Who doesn't admire him?
Especially the older people are even more excited. This can be said to be the greatest and most heroic person in the history of Shicun!
Shi Yuan looked outside the village and said, "Trust me, believe in Xiao Hao, one day, he will come back!"

Although his voice was calm, there was a terrifying coercion.