When Xie Bian went to Shushan this time, apart from wanting to see Song Chungui, there was one unfinished matter from his previous life that needed to be dealt with, and that was Zong Minghe's corpse.
Today, Qian Fan is exhausted, and he no longer hates Zong Minghe. Zong Minghe was selfish and ruthless all his life. His wife, children, brothers, and morality could all be sacrificed, but in the end he didn't get what he wanted. Not only was he dug out of the golden core and died with hatred, he was also suppressed under the Tiangang Positive Demon Binding Formation after his death. Suffering the torture of life and death for a hundred years, and finally lost his soul. What kind of cause, what kind of fruit, Zong Minghe has already suffered retribution.
Now this name sounds like a stranger, even though he is of the same origin as him, he is no different from those villains who covet his golden elixir. It's just that as a descendant of the Zong family, his family business and reputation for hundreds of years have been lost to him, which has already made him feel deeply guilty. Putting Zong Minghe's body in the clan cemetery is the only thing he can do to comfort his ancestors. thing.
After Xie Bian said his purpose, Fan Wuxi's face suddenly became ugly. The only two points of father-son affection for Zong Minghe turned into the deepest hatred after seeing what happened to Yu Cezhong's elder brother. It can be said that all the tragedies in the previous life were caused by Zong Minghe's cruel greed , if he lives, he will die by his own hands.
Fan Wuxi said coldly: "Would the ancestors of the Zong family want to see Zong Minghe enter the ancestral grave?"
The things Zong Minghe did were outrageous, ruthless and shameless. No matter which family they put in, they would be a disgraceful existence.
Xie Bian frowned, thinking that Zong Minghe was indeed not worthy of entering the ancestral grave, but he couldn't stay here forever: "After all, he is the emperor of the first generation, so we should bury him in Daming Mountain."
"He deserves to die without a place to bury him."
"Should I still be crushed?" Xie Bian glanced at Fan Wuxi, "Just like what you did to my mother and the Shen family's ancestral grave."
Fan Wuxi lowered his eyes guiltily, and his arrogance suddenly dimmed: "Brother..." He wanted to explain something, but found that there was no way to justify the evil he had done and the mistakes he had made.
"Let's go."—
The two went up to Yunhe, and Song Chungui went to the mountain gate to meet them in person. When he came to Shushan before, Li Zhiqing was always very attentive, and almost all the important guests were entertained by him, but now he is afraid that he dare not appear in front of the two of them at all.
I haven't seen him for just a month. Song Chungui seems to be ten years older, his body has become thinner, his hair has a few strands of white, his eye sockets are sunken and purple, and he looks very tired. He took over the No. It's a great sect, but it's also the biggest mess in the world.
Song Chungui bowed slightly neither humble nor overbearing: "Bai Xianjun." He didn't even look at Fan Wushi.
In the face of this Demon Lord who beat the former head to death, compared with the appearance of a group of Taoist priests in Tsing Yi who are facing the enemy, he can bear it and not show it, which is already the performance of the overall situation.
Xie Bian gave Fan Wushi a sideways look. He originally wanted to come to Yunxi alone, but Fan Wushi refused and insisted on following him every step of the way.
"Song Zhenren, please leave Fengdu, you don't look well."
Song Chungui said: "Bai Xianjun doesn't look too good either. In this situation, who can take care of himself alone."
"yes."
"Bai Xianjun, please."
Xie Bi'an took two steps, Fan Wuzhen followed closely, Song Chungui finally couldn't stand it anymore, and said coldly to Fan Wuye: "Passing through this mountain gate is the place inside my Wuliang sect, you stay here .”
Fan Wuxi looked at him sullenly: "I wanted you to repay Li Buyu's faults, but if my elder brother hadn't begged for mercy, you wouldn't be able to stand here. bar."
"Master is wrong, but as a disciple, it would be unfilial for me not to avenge him. How can I allow you to step into my Wuliang Sect's territory brazenly."
"It's easy for me to step down here."
Song Chungui was so enraged that he stretched out his hand and was about to draw his sword.
Xie Bian waved a spiritual pressure, missed his elbow, and said coldly: "What time is it, Li Buyu, a bastard who deserves to die, you are now the head of the Wuliang Sect, and you are going to drag everyone to be buried with him ."
Song Chungui's face turned green and pale, his fists were clenched.
"He is like a master to you, like a father, but what do you mean to him? You have no idea." Jie Bian saw Li Buyu's ingratiating face when he was young. It was Meng Kefei who came to the Wuliang Sect, but after so many years, the murderer who killed him has not been found out, do we still need to investigate now?"
Song Chungui remained silent.
"Forget it, I'm not here today for Li Buyu. Please."
After the first battle in Fengdu City, the world of cultivating immortals, who had been ill for a long time, was almost dying.
After Song Chun returned to the Wuliang Sect, on the one hand he wanted to argue with Li Zhiqing to stabilize the affairs of the sect, and on the other hand he had to travel among other sects, hoping to maintain the immortal alliance, so as to deter those scattered sects and prevent them from falling apart. The caves, weapons, elixir, and magic weapons will soon turn into a situation where all parties are divided and fight each other.
However, every sect is in dire straits, needless to say the Wuliang sect, other sects also have their own disasters, and they are too busy to take care of themselves, so evil spirits run rampant in the world, and thousands of ordinary people suffer.
Xu Zhinan made the situation of Chunyang Sect extremely embarrassing. They lost their independent head, the treasure of the town faction, and the reputation built over five hundred years at the same time. At this time, they had to stay in Luojinwu and act low-key.
After the first battle in Chidi City, the Moon Pavilion has gradually become an important pillar in the Immortal Alliance, but the "death" of Kelan Chuanhan hit Lan Zizhen hard, and the Moon Pavilion also sank down.
The only good thing is that the Cangyu Sect is in danger now, and those vacillating sects are helpless and can only wait and see. This also gives the Wuliang Sect a chance to regain their prestige. However, the situation Song Chungui is facing , It is almost equivalent to rebuilding the Xianmeng, and it is difficult.
Under such a difficult situation, Xie Bian learned that Lei Zubao's patent was actually in Li Zhiqing's hands, which is why Song Chungui has not been able to justifiably become the head of Wuliang Sect.
"What's the difficulty for you to get it?" Xie Bian frowned.
"Senior brother doesn't give it, I, Song, will never force it." Song Chungui said calmly.
Xie Bian said seriously: "Without Lei Zubao, you would not be the head of the Wuliang sect. The Wuliang sect needs the head, and the Xianmeng needs the leader."
"I'm an orphan, how can He De be the helm of the Wuliang Sect and the Immortal League." Song Chungui shook his head, "I just want to fulfill the entrustment my master gave me before he died."
"The world of cultivating immortals needs the fairy alliance, and Kyushu also needs the fairy alliance. Jiang Qulian released so many evil spirits from the underworld, killing the people everywhere, and the world of cultivating immortals is in such a mess, who will take care of it?" Xie Bi'an said seriously, " Song Zhenren, this is not about you alone, nor is it something you can refuse because of morality, you have to gather this loose sand together and defend against the enemy together."
Song Chungui frowned deeply.
"That's right, Senior Brother Song, Bai Xianjun is right. Master Sect Master has entrusted you with Wuliangpai. Now you are acting as Sect Master, but there is only one Lei Zubao's order missing."
"If the Immortal Alliance has no master for a day, it will continue to be chaotic."
Song Chungui's monks and elders tried to persuade him.
"I… "
"Call me Li Zhiqing." Xie Bian issued orders, showing the majesty of the emperor.
"Bai Xianjun." Song Chungui looked serious, "Let me think about it."
Xie Bian saw that Song Chungui was in a dilemma, and he didn't want to force him too much, so he said instead: "I'm here this time, and there is one more thing, I think Master Song can also guess."
Song Chungui nodded: "After the autopsy, the coffin has been sealed. Do you want to open it?" He said this very awkwardly. After all, they were discussing the remains of a generation of emperors, but they seemed to go to the market to buy the coffin. It's really weird to check things out of the box.
"No, you're not Li Buyu, I trust you."
"Should I send someone back to the daimyo?"
Xie Bi'an stretched out his hand to Fan Wuyin: "Gong Shuji."
Fan Wushi immediately took out the Gongshu Moment and handed it over to Xie Bian.
Everyone was dumbfounded. What happened in Fengdu City that night has been spread throughout the world of cultivating immortals with embellishments by the survivors. The bizarre love-hate entanglement between the demon king and the emperor made people's jaws drop when they heard it, but what they heard was far worse than what they saw. The frightening demon, who can subvert the common people, is as quiet and obedient as a subordinate in front of Xie Bian.
Song Chungui retreated to the left and right, and brought Xie Bian and Fan Wuxi to Zong Minghe's coffin.
Fan Wushi's sinister eyes wished he could poke a hole in it, but Xie Bian just glanced at it casually, then shrunk it down with Gongshu Moment, and put it away.
"Bai Xianjun, did you really come to Shushan this time just for me?" Song Chungui naturally didn't believe it, so he chose to ask when there was no one around.
"We are here this time, there are indeed more important things."
"Is it related to the Red King?"
"I'm here to find the city god here, to help me sneak back to Jiuyou."
Song Chungui said, "What can I do?"
"I really need the help of Song Zhenren. On the night of the full moon, the City God will open the gate of hell. At that time, you need to send someone to handle the City God Temple, just in case."
"No problem." Song Chungui hesitated for a moment and asked, "Bai Xianjun, Mr. Lan... is he really dead?"
"He was taken to the Underworld by Jiang Qulian. Living people can also go to the Underworld. He is not dead." Xie Bian said worriedly, "But he must have been imprisoned by Jiang Qulian. It is very detrimental to the body."
"I hope you can rescue him this time. With Mr. Lan here, I have the confidence to rebuild the Xianmeng. I really can't convince the public."
"Song Zhenren don't need to belittle himself."
"It's not self-deprecating." Song Chungui said seriously, "I came from a humble background and I'm disabled. The world of cultivating immortals values family background the most. For thousands of years, the great immortal families have been leading. Now all the great immortal families are gone. The rising star of Xianyue Pavilion has become the mainstay, among the younger generation, Mr. Lan is the most popular, if he joins hands with me, the situation can be stabilized."
Xie Bian cast his eyes on the towering and emerald Shu Mountain, and said clearly and firmly: "I will definitely rescue him."