Huqishan, the main hall of the ghost king.
It has been three days since the great wizard passed away. Qinglong and others cremated the old man's body and stored it in an urn. At this moment, the small blue and white urn was quietly placed on the table beside him.
Qinglong stared at the small urn for a long time, sighed softly, and turned his eyes away. For the past three days, Qinglong and Youji have been taking care of all affairs in Ghost King's clan. After the incident three days ago, Ghost King and Ghost Li all shrank into their own rooms and have not come out till now.
Qinglong still clearly remembers that three days ago, when the heavy stone door opened slowly with a "squeak" sound, the two men who walked out of it, those two men who looked at the world almost fearlessly, unexpectedly They all seemed to have lost their souls, their expressions were in a trance and desolation.
The ghost king was fine, and he said in a low voice: "No one will disturb me for three days!" As soon as he finished speaking, he went straight back to the bedroom and never came out again.
As for that Ghost Li, he was in a daze, he didn't say a word, while walking, he bumped into the hard stone wall directly, so much that blood flowed from his forehead. And he, unexpectedly unconscious, turned around slowly, staggering slightly, and walked back to his room.
The people who were shocked by this strange scene had probably already guessed the result, but when they looked at the stone gate, there was blood flowing all over the ground, and the great wizard who was sitting in a pool of blood but had bowed his head to death , The scene was so tragic and tragic, it was shocking.
Only Baguio who was still lying on the cold stone platform, with a serene and lifelike face, was still as peaceful as before. And the acacia bell in her hand was exuding a faint golden light.
Footsteps sounded from the side, interrupting Qinglong's thoughts. He raised his head, and saw You Ji's figure floating in like a ghost, standing beside him, but instead of looking at him directly, he glanced at the room behind him, and said in a low voice: "The suzerain has not yet come out?"
Qinglong shook his head slowly, and said in a low voice: "It's been three days, and there is no news at all."
The black veil on You Ji's face moved lightly, she remained silent.
Although they didn't see everything at the scene with their own eyes, the two of them could fully imagine the desolation of that scene.
If there is anything in this world that is more sad than despair, it is when you see hope, even when that hope is right in front of you, but you fall into despair again!
At the moment when the two of them were relatively speechless, suddenly, there was a slight sound from the door behind Qinglong.
The door opened slowly.
Qinglong and Youji's bodies trembled, and they quickly turned around to look.
The simple wooden door slowly opened inward, making a low and slight "squeak" sound, with a bit of vicissitudes of the past, perhaps telling the sadness of the owner.
One foot stepped lightly out of that room. The ghost king's figure slowly appeared in front of them.
Qinglong and Youji watched silently, that man who seemed to have passed away.
Whiteheads in three days!
The Ghost King's hair had turned all snow white.
For some reason, Qinglong's voice suddenly became hoarse and hesitant, even when he heard it himself, he wondered if it was his own voice: "Sect... Master, are you okay... okay?"
The corner of Ghost King's mouth moved, but he didn't speak. Instead, he closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and took a deep breath.
Under the black veil, You Ji suddenly said: "Sovereign, you have to take care of yourself... your body." After talking, for some reason, she suddenly thought of Bi Yao, and her voice choked up.
The ghost king's shoulders trembled slightly, but he calmed down quickly. When he opened his eyes again, although the vicissitudes and sadness were still engraved on his face, there was a faint light in his eyes.
It seemed to have seen through the vicissitudes of life.
"I look a lot older!" He actually said this, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and there was a slight smile, but it was full of bitterness.
Qinglong and Youji lowered their heads at the same time, unable to bear to look at this man again.
The ghost king took a deep breath again, exhaled the breath in his chest, turned his eyes, and after a while, he landed on the small blue and white urn on the table beside Qinglong.
"What's in it is..." he asked lightly.
Qinglong took a step forward, held up the small urn, handed it to the ghost king, and said: "After the great wizard passed away, his subordinates boldly decided to cremate the old man's body. This small urn contains his ashes and relics."
The ghost king took the small blue and white urn silently, stroked it with both hands for a long time, sighed softly, and said: "Although this master didn't save Yao'er, but he was dying, desperately exhausted his vitality, and took Yao'er away." My son's soul is all collected, although he fell short in the end, he is also our great benefactor."
He handed the small urn back to Qinglong again, and said: "Get ready, and send the master back to southern Xinjiang respectfully with the respect of my holy religion!"
Qinglong took the blue and white urn, nodded and said: "Yes."
The Ghost King was silent for a moment, and said, "Where is Ghost Li? How is he?"
Qinglong hesitated for a moment, but You Ji was already beside him and said: "After he came out of the ice room, he seemed to have collapsed, lost his mind, stumbled all the way back to his room, and never came out again." Here, she paused for a moment, and said in a low voice: "It has been three days until today."
The ghost king looked sad, slowly put his hands behind his back, and whispered for a while: "Ten years of sadness, one night in my heart! Oh, let's go! Let's go and see him."
After finishing speaking, he walked slowly with his hands behind his back, Qinglong and Youji looked at each other, and silently followed behind him.
Looking from behind, the ghost king's white-haired figure was strangely desolate.
Ghost Li's room is quite far away from where the Ghost King lives, but it is very close to the Ice Stone Room where Bi Yao is. This is the reason why Ghost King didn't want to be more sad, so he stayed away from the stone room where his daughter was, and Ghost Liruo went to visit Baguio almost every day in Huqi Mountain.
When the three of them walked through the corridor and gradually approached Ghost Li's room, Qinglong and You Ji who were walking behind obviously noticed something strange about Ghost King's body, maybe it was because they were approaching that sad place again.
But none of them said a word.
Finally, he came to the lonely stone gate, the place where Gui Li lived, and there was no one around, he always liked to be alone. It's just that outside his door, there is still a disciple of the Ghost King Sect standing far away.
The ghost king stepped forward, opened the stone door and walked in, then was startled.
Qinglong and Youji also noticed that something was wrong, they went in to have a look, but saw that the room was empty, not only Gui Li was gone, even Xiao Hui was gone. All the furnishings in the room are as usual, there is no trace of use, only the bed is a little messy.
Qinglong frowned, turned around and went out to call out, the disciple of the Ghost King Sect who was standing outside the door hurried in, knelt down in front of the Ghost King and saluted, "Meet the Sect Master!"
The ghost king turned his head to look, and Qinglong whispered beside him: "The subordinates are not dealing with the affairs of the sect these few days, they are waiting outside the sect master's gate. As for this place, let these disciples take good care of them."
The ghost king nodded slightly, then turned his head to the disciple of the ghost king sect and said, "Where is the deputy sect master?"
The disciple of the Ghost King Sect was obviously in awe of the Ghost King, and even his voice trembled slightly, he said: "Report, report to the suzerain, the deputy suzerain locked himself in the room for three days and three nights, and there was no movement at all. When he was worried, this morning, he suddenly walked out with that gray-haired monkey, and left here straight away."
The ghost king was stunned for a moment, Qinglong frowned and asked, "Where did he go?"
The disciple lowered his head and said, "I followed the deputy sect master all the time. I saw him walk out of the mountainside, and then left through the air. The disciple saw that his expression was terrifying, so he didn't dare to go forward to ask, so he had to come back here and wait..."
There was a flash of anger on Qinglong's face, but the Ghost King who was in front suddenly let out a "huh", walked forward a few steps, picked up a sealed letter from the bedside, glanced at it, then handed it to Qinglong, saying: "It's for you of."
Qinglong was stunned for a moment, took a look, it was really written by Gui Li, confused in his heart, glanced at the ghost king, but saw that the ghost king had no expression on his face, and looked away. Qinglong frowned, tore off the seal, and read the letter again.
The letter wasn't long, and he finished it quickly, but his face suddenly became a little sad, and he said in a low voice, "Sovereign."
The ghost king said indifferently: "What's wrong?"
Qinglong said: "In the letter, he asked me to work hard and send the ashes of this great wizard back to Qilidong, the Miao nationality in southern Xinjiang."
The Ghost King slowly shook his head, then suddenly sighed, "That's all, that's all!"
Qinglong was stunned, but the ghost king turned his head and said to the disciple of the ghost king sect: "Go down!"
If the man met amnesty, he kowtowed three times and hurriedly retreated.
Qinglong looked at the Ghost King and said: "Sect Master, that Ghost Li..."
The ghost king glanced at the empty room, his eyes were full of desperation, he turned around after a long time, did not greet Qinglong and Youji, just walked silently.
From his back, a deep voice came faintly: "They are all sad people..."
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Southern Xinjiang, Fenxiang Valley.
This righteous sect, which has undergone constant changes in recent days, has another shocking news today, which spread throughout the valley in an instant.
From the "Tianxiangju" in the depths of Fenxiang Valley, the drums rang seven times, resounding far and near, indicating that the owner of Fenxiang Valley, Yun Yilan, who has been in retreat for a long time, will leave today.
All the Fenxianggu disciples returned to their positions one after another, no one dared to neglect. In the "Shanhe Hall" of the main hall of Fenxiang Valley, Shangguan Ce, Lu Shun and others were the leaders, and Li Xun and other disciples were in the rear, standing side by side in front of the hall, waiting patiently.
Among the crowd, the one who attracted the most attention was a woman standing beside Li Xun, who was Yan Hong. Since the night when the nine-tailed celestial fox escaped from the Xuanhuo Altar not long ago, Shangguan Ce still recognized Yan Hong as a counterfeit in the confusion, and it turned out to be Jin Ping'er from the Hehuan Sect of the Devil's Cult. However, Yan Hong was found in the cellar of a house in Fenxiang Valley until three days ago.
Naturally, Jin Ping'er didn't know what to do that day, she used strange spells to restrain Yan Hong, and hid her in such a place. In the past few days, people in Fenxiang Valley have come out in full force, searching all the nearby hills, but they only paid attention to the house in the valley. It was only three days ago that a male disciple went down to the cellar of the Tibetan medicine to search because there was a lack of herbs in the valley, and only then did he find Yan Hong, otherwise, he doesn't know how long this poor woman will have to wait in the cellar. It's just that after these days of torment, Yan Hong looks much more haggard.
It's just that everyone didn't pay attention to her at the moment, and they all looked at the side door of the main hall. According to the usual practice, Yun Yilan should come out from there to meet everyone after leaving the customs.
Standing in front of the crowd, Shangguan Ce was still dressed in black, standing there with a calm demeanor, but in the depths of his eyes that no one could notice, there was a faint twinkle in his eyes.
For him, in the past few years, Yun Yilan, the master of the valley, who has been a senior brother, met him every time through a screen, and his words were even weaker, and he was getting older recently. He couldn't believe it at first, but until recently, he had gradually decided in his heart that this senior brother who had been weighing on his head was really dying.
Unexpectedly, today Tianxiang was in the middle of the sky like thunder, shaking him to the ground—Yun Yilan actually came out of the seclusion!
Could it be that he is really retreating to practice spells, rather than covering up something
Shangguan Ce was very disturbed and worried.
Behind Shangguan Ce, Li Xun, who stood at the forefront of the younger generation of disciples, had excitement in his eyes that could not be concealed. He has always been Yun Yilan's most proud disciple, and in Fenxiang Valley he is the most favored child of heaven. It's just that a few years ago, Yun Yilan suddenly went into seclusion without any warning, so she never saw anyone again.
Although Li Xun himself is still treated specially by Yun Yilan, like his uncle Shangguan Ce, he is the only two people in Fenxiang Valley who can meet Yun Yilan, but I don't know if it is because Yun Yilan thinks that Li Xun is young after all, His morality is not enough, but he let Shangguan Ce take charge of the important affairs in Fenxiang Valley, so invisibly, Li Xun's status has dropped a lot.
But now that Yun Yilan has left the customs again, the situation has naturally changed drastically. He is the most beloved disciple of the current Valley Master, and he is the candidate to be the next Valley Master. Naturally, the weight of his words is different.
What's more, just yesterday, that is, the night before Yun Yilan left the customs, he had already been secretly received by Yun Yilan, and he knew in advance that his mentor was about to leave the customs.
And after his mentor left the customs, there was a long-cherished wish that he had been looking forward to for a long time, and it was finally possible to achieve it. Thinking of this, Li Xun could no longer restrain his excitement on his handsome face.
Shangguan Ce moved his body and turned back slowly. Although the young nephew at the side tried his best to keep calm, the joy and excitement from the bottom of his heart could not be concealed by his age and experience after all. It is even more impossible to escape Shangguan Ce's eagle-like eyes that see through the world.
"Hey..." He slowly sneered in his heart, and said to himself: "Young man, I don't know how long the road you have to go is!"
Just when everyone was thinking about each other, suddenly there was a melodious sound of drums, as if flying from the sky, circling in the hall. Shangguan Ce and the others were refreshed, straightened their appearance and clothes, and looked towards the side door.
I saw a red shadow flashing, and a figure slowly appeared, wearing fiery red clothes, it was the attire of the previous owner of Fenxiang Valley, representing this popular sect belief.
I didn't feel the heat of the flames, let alone the dazzling light, but for some reason, everyone's eyes were so red, but they all felt a kind of feeling - a group of red flames, just like that Shi Shiran walked over.
But when everyone came back to their senses and saw clearly the figure in the red light, including Shangguan Ce, who was always calm and calm, they all let out a low voice of surprise in disbelief.
The person who came was actually just a middle-aged man who looked about forty or so. His bright but smooth red hair was not tied up.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. When Yun Yilan retreated a few years ago, everyone clearly remembered that he was already a very old man with gray hair on his head. But looking at this person at this moment, he is much younger than Yun Yilan back then, and the skin on his face is smooth and smooth, not even a single wrinkle can be seen.
It's just the outline of this person's face, but it is clearly Yun Yilan's appearance, especially Shangguan Ce, he has been with Yun Yilan longer than anyone else, and he recognizes that this is clearly Yun Yilan's appearance when he was young , Just looking at that face, it is even better than his youthful demeanor. Under such a shock, everyone was speechless at all.
On the other hand, that Yun Yilan acted as if nothing had happened, walked up to the people in the main hall, with piercing eyes, glanced at them, suddenly smiled, and said in a clear and melodious voice, contrary to the old one in the secret room: "What? Don't you all recognize me as the valley owner?"
Everyone was shocked, Li Xun came to his senses first, prostrated himself first, and said loudly: "Disciple respectfully welcomes Master to leave the closed door, and congratulates Master for the great accomplishment of practicing the true Dharma!"
Everyone suddenly came to their senses and saluted one after another. The surprised expression in Shangguan Ce's eyes gradually receded, and he also bowed his head.
Yun Yilan obviously looks good and is in a good mood, waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, it's been a long time, everyone, let's talk!"
Everyone responded and stood up one after another. Yun Yilan looked at the crowd with a smile, and finally landed on Shangguan Ce, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother, are you annoying to have you take care of trivial matters in the valley these years?"
Shangguan Ce shook his head, also smiled and said: "Brother is not here, it is my job as a younger brother, but something happened to Xuanhuo Altar a few days ago, I..."
Yun Yilan laughed suddenly, interrupted Shangguan Ce's words, and said, "Why should Junior Brother worry about the past? The future will be long, so let's think about it in the long run."
A look of surprise flashed across Shangguan Ce's face, but he didn't say anything else, he lowered his head and said, "Yes."
Yun Yilan looked at the people present, and saw that the eyes of the people were full of respect and surprise. It was obvious that she seemed to be rejuvenated, which really shocked the people.
It's just that he didn't explain much, turned around and asked Li Xun, who had been standing by for a long time: "Is there anything going on in the valley recently?"
Li Xun took a step forward and said in a respectful voice: "Early this morning, Daoxuan Master Daoxuan, the head teacher of Zhongtu Qingyun Sect, sent a letter, saying that it was a reply to the letter sent by Master a few days ago."
He said so, with a calm expression on his face, but the face of Shangguan Ce who was standing at the side changed. During Yun Yilan's retreat, he was in charge of all major events in Fenxiang Valley. Correspondence with Qing Yun sect's head teacher is an extremely important matter, but he knows nothing about it. And this reply letter arrived this morning, somehow Li Xun intercepted it halfway without letting him know, it was clearly senior brother Yun Yilan who deliberately kept him from intervening.
Shangguan Ce's anger gradually grew in his heart, but his face remained the same, the strange expression disappeared in a flash.
Yun Yilan nodded, took the letter that Li Xun handed over, looked at it, and saw that the number was written on the top of the envelope—Senior brother Yun Yilan, Fenxiang Gu, saw it personally.
The inscription is: Daoxuan of Qingyunmen pays homage.
Sure enough, it was the handwriting of Master Daoxuan of Qingyun Sect. Yun Yilan smiled slightly, tore open the seal, took out a thin piece of paper, and read it from beginning to end, with a smile on her face all the time.
At the end, he nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, put the letter in his arms, and said loudly to everyone: "Today is here, you go back and prepare. Soon, I will lead the outstanding disciples of Fenxiang Valley to visit the middle-earth." Fellow Daoists from Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple, discuss the world's plans together!"
Everyone was shocked. It was a long time ago that Fenxiang Valley entered Middle-earth in a big way. Unexpectedly, as soon as the owner of the valley left the customs today, he gave such a huge order. However, Yun Yilan has always had a high prestige, and everyone in Fenxiang Valley didn't think much about it. After seeing the ceremony, all the people withdrew one after another, preparing not to mention it, but Li Xun was left behind by Yun Yilan.
After everyone left, only Yun Yilan and Li Xun, master and apprentice, remained in the Shanhe Hall. When Li Xun was alone with his master, he was not as cautious as when everyone was present, he said with a smile: "Master, what kind of method did you practice in retreat, which has such a miraculous effect?"
Yun Yilan smiled and said: "This is the strange art handed down by my ancestor of Fenxiang Valley. When you have enough knowledge in the future, are you afraid that I won't pass it on to you?"
Li Xun was startled, but saw the kind smile in Yun Yilan's eyes, which seemed to have deep meaning, after thinking for a while, he couldn't help being overjoyed, and quickly bowed down, saying: "Thank you for your kindness, Master, this disciple will definitely live up to Master's expectations!"
Yun Yilan helped Li Xun up with a smile, looked him up and down, and sighed: "You have a wonderful bone structure, and you are a great talent for cultivating Taoism. It's just that I think you are young and vigorous, and your heart is still a little impetuous. Be more sure, and practice more diligently so that you can become a great weapon."
Li Xun nodded again and again, and said, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance. By the way, Master, what's the matter if you let me stay?"
Yun Yilan glanced at him and said, "That's right, I want you to go to Middle Earth first."
Li Xun was startled, and said, "Middle Earth? Where are you going?"
Yun Yilan said indifferently: "Qingyun Mountain. I will write a reply letter later, you leave immediately and send this letter to Master Daoxuan of Qingyun Mountain."
Li Xun nodded and said, "Yes."
Yun Yilan walked back and forth a few steps, and said again: "After reading this letter, Master Daoxuan will probably stay with you in Qingyun Mountain for a few days, you don't have to refuse, just stay in Qingyun for a few days, and I will bring you The others are here."
Li Xun nodded, but slightly confused, said: "Master, you are in such a hurry to enter Middle Earth, what's the matter?"
Yun Yilan smiled slightly, and said, "It's not the thing you begged me for a long time!"
Li Xun's body shook, and then he couldn't hide the excitement on his face, and then he knelt down again, and said loudly: "Thank you, Master, for making it happen."
Yun Yilan shook her head and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, you go back and get ready first! Come and pick up my letter later, then go straight away."
Li Xun excitedly agreed, and strode out.
After the figure of this young disciple disappeared, the smile on Yun Yilan's face gradually faded away.
He turned to the south and looked far away in the direction of the 100,000 mountains. After a long while, he suddenly snorted coldly: "Since you want to come out, I will let the whole world block it. If I have to bear this burden alone, hehe, I don't So stupid!"