In three days, Lin Wushuang passed away.

Lin Wushuang is already old. After a serious illness a few months ago, his vitality is deficient and his life is coming soon. Zhenli and Zhuo Chenyuan have a full battle, which has exhausted his last part of his life.

In this matter, Sun Wanxing temporarily stopped the battle between Jiang Hailiu and Wang Lian.

In fact, based on the sword techniques that Wang Lian and Ning Shaoyang showed during the confrontation, it can be seen that Wang Lian has already had the strength that is not inferior to Jiang Hailiu and anyone else in Ning Shaoyang...

No!

Even more than two.

It’s just that Jiang Hailiu and Ning Shaoyang are unwilling to admit it.

Sun Wanxing obstructed the battle between Wang Lian and Jiang Hailiu, and left it alone, which not only preserves Jiang Hailiu's face, but also wins a reputation for being aware of the general.

On the day of the funeral, Kunlun sent all the elders and the peak masters to pay their respects one by one. In addition, many of Lin Wushuang's friends also sent people over.

However, Zhuo Chenyuan and Lin Wushuang had almost broken up. Although they were in Kunlun, Chaoyang Peak still sent someone, but Zhuo Chenyuan, the leader of the Peak, used the excuse of serious injuries and staying in the door.

A week later, Lin Wushuang was buried in peace.

The Kunlun Sect’s Elders’ Home was also reshuffled during this period. The second elder Ge Dongming became the leader of the Elders’ Home and took charge of the Elders’ Home. The only elder Hua Tianyin, who defected to Lin Wushuang, moved away from the mountain where the Elders’ Home was located and came to the Bainiao Peak to show his attitude.

The remaining Yuan Li and Ren Tianxing were unable to maintain their usual neutrality, but they were not easy to intervene in the battle between Chaoyang Peak and the conservatives. The two of them turned to the head Sun Wanxing at the same time, causing the power of Sun Wanxing's lineage to surge. The number of elders who supported them alone reached four.

"Wang Lian, don't feel guilty about this. Mr. Lin is old. Even if he doesn't fight Zhuo Chenyuan for life and death, his life span will be only two or three months left at best."

In Kunlun Mountain Cemetery, Fu Piaoyu stood behind Wang Lian and looked at Lin Wushuangdao who was buried in peace.

Wang Lian glanced at Lin Qulan, Cai Qing and the other two looked at each other, shook their heads, and did not speak.

Seeing this, Fu Piaoyu didn't say much. He believed that his disciple could handle his emotions well.

During Lin Wushuang's funeral, Lin Ying came.

As the elder of the Elders' Court, Lin Wushuang had two sons. One of them suffered misfortune when he went out to make a fortune, his life and death were unknown, and he lost his voice. The other son, Lin Zhengqi, grew up and gave birth to children. He gave birth to Lin Ying with Cai Qing, but in the end, he died in the bloody sect that was twelve years ago.

Because of this, Lin Ying also felt resentful towards Lin Wushuang and turned to Caixia Peak and rarely had any contact with Lin Wushuang.

But no matter how big the grudge is, as Lin Wushuang dies, it will disappear.

"Go back."

As the funeral came to an end, Fu Piaoyu said.

Wang Lian nodded.

He felt a little sad...but he understood...

He had to adapt to this feeling.

As the passage between the two realms opens, the army of the demon world arrives. Even if he is fully prepared, death will still become the main theme of the disaster, and it is impossible to avoid it. If he falls into the vortex of emotions because of the death of his relatives around him...

He can't do anything at all.

...

"Lin Lao is dead, we have completely lost the position of the Elders' House."

On the way back to Bainiao Peak, Fu Piaoyu said slowly.

"I see."

"You don't understand. Before, Mr. Lin was still there, Sun Wanxing was suppressed, Zhuo Chenyuan was suppressed, and the Elders' Courtyard was also suppressed, because Mr. Lin was the only elder in our Kunlun Sect. His prestige in our Kunlun Sect is not inferior to that of the head Sun Wanxing. His every move, every word and action can make many senior officials of the Kunlun Sect ponder for a long time. As a disciple, you can't see it, but when your status reaches a certain level, you will understand Mr. Lin's weight."

Wang Lian does not need Fu Piaoyu's explanation.

It is completely reasonable that Lin Wushuang's cultivation level has such a status in the Kunlun Sect.

"I told you all this because I want you to understand that with the death of Mr. Lin, I can only take over the pressure he had to withstand. Therefore, I will not have much care for you in the future at the peerless level."

"As long as Zhuo Chenyuan, Ge Dongming and other peerless strong men do not take action, the disciples have confidence that even if they face Wang Xiaofeng, Huangfu Cheng, Huangfu Feng, Zhuo Donglai, Wei Chengxian and others, they will be sure to protect themselves."

"That's true, but..."

Fu Piaoyu thought about it and finally said, "You should practice in the sect for another two months, and wait until you exhaust your energy pill to see if you can impact the Qi flowing in the realm of the heavens. No matter whether you fail or not, you should go down the mountain by yourself. You have the opportunity and luck. Staying in the sect and practicing in seclusion may not be a path suitable for you."

Wang Lian nodded.

After a while, it will be the day when the Xuantian Sword is born, and he really needs to go out and walk.

"How is the formation of Kunlun team? Is there any information on the leader of Sun Wanxing?"

"The general trend is that they want to form a group, but they don't want to form a group, and if nothing happens, there will be some information within three to five days. However, you need to be careful of Ning Shaoyang, Jiang Hailiu each occupying the mountain and holding it together, and saying words to you, the captain, is against the sun. During this period, you can only rely on your own means."

Wang Lian nodded.

Jiang Hailiu, Ning Shaoyang, Kong Shubai, Baishi, Haitang, He Yingying, Huo Changhe and others are his junior team, but...

Not all of these people have strong plasticity.

In Wang Lian's opinion, there are only a few people who are truly worthy of training, including Ning Shaoyang, Baishi, Haitang, etc.

The rest...

Even Jiang Hailiu is destroyed by taking Guoyuan Liquor, and his future is unbearable.

In a heavy atmosphere, Wang Lian and Fu Piaoyu returned to their respective courtyards.

However, what surprised Wang Lian was that when he stepped into the courtyard, he found that Zhao Xuedan was already waiting in the courtyard.

"Senior Sister Zhao."

"Junior Brother Wang Lian, I haven't thought of you to congratulate you. Congratulations, to be the first disciple of Kunlun."

"Just vain reputation, I am the first Kunlun disciple, and not many people believe it."

"That may not be."

Zhao Xuedan smiled: "Maybe because of their elders' attitude, they will stumbling up you at that time, but in their minds, there are not many people who dare to do the right thing with you again. They rely on nothing more than the backbone. You only need to understand this and grasp this degree well, and it may not be impossible to subdue them one by one."

"Let's talk about it."

Wang Lian said.

Zhuo Chenyuan took action directly on Fengyuntai, which had a great impact on Wang Lian.

Before defeating Ning Shaoyang, he thought of using the power of defeating Ning Shaoyang and Jianghailiu to establish his prestige among Kunlun disciples, completely unify Kunlun disciples, and then integrate the power of the entire Kunlun Sect, affecting the four sword-holding sects, and even forming a general trend.

But Zhuo Chenyuan took action without hesitation to teach him a deep lesson.

After all, the strong are respected.

Chivalrous and morality, and the constraints on people in practice are not as heavy as he imagined.

and……

His thinking was also a little wrong.

Not everyone can be like him, and he is confident that he can reach the peak of his peerlessness at the moment when the passage of the Demon Realm is opened, and even become a saint. Ning Shaoyang, Jiang Hailiu, the two young generations of Kunlun, the first and second best, were surpassed by him in less than a year. The scene he stepped on made him realize that even if he could really integrate the entire Kunlun and twist Kunlun into a stream, it was still a bit insignificant in the war vortex between the human world and the demon world.

Any demon-level powerhouse can easily crush the Kunlun School with only four peerless combat powers to pieces whenever it comes.

therefore……

Kunlun, he only needs fame.

The name of the young leader of Kunlun, and even the name of the head of Kunlun.

Only when you are famous can you have a call.

As for the internal combat power of Kunlun Sect...

It's still far from it.

Zhao Xuedan glanced at Wang Lian and vaguely felt something seemed to be happening to him.

However, thinking about Wang Lian’s experience on Fengyuntai, she still rationally did not ask much.

"We are all sad about Mr. Lin's death, but everyone has to look forward. I am here because I have news that I want to inform Junior Brother Wang Lian, and even discuss with Junior Brother Wang Lian."

When Zhao Xuedan said this, she paused slightly: "Actually, this matter has something to do with you, Junior Brother Wang Lian."

"I?"

Wang Lian was a little surprised.

"Yes, Junior Brother Wang Lian, you defeat Jiang Hailiu, the sword drawing technique that Ning Shaoyang used..."

"What's wrong with this sword drawing technique?"

"Haha, the strongest sword drawing technique in my Kunlun Sect is the sword drawing technique in my hand, named Jinglei. Many people are speculating that your sword drawing technique is passed down by me."

When Zhao Xuedan said this, he felt helpless: "I hope I have this ability to teach you this sword drawing technique and give you the human feelings of the cultivation of the unity of man and nature. However, I have not fully mastered this sword drawing technique myself. If the sword is out, I will hurt people if I can use it. How can I teach you such a half-baked sword drawing technique? But before the sect competition, because of the nine-tribulation sword technique and the incarnation sword technique of senior brother Nanzhenxing, you have indeed been in my courtyard for a while. I can't even explain it clearly."

"Someone has put pressure on you, you and your master Fengxisha?"

"Yes, it's fine if Ge Dongming of the Elders' Courtyard is Ge Dongming. The key is Sun Wanxing, the leader of Chaoyang Peak, Zhuo Chenyuan. You used those two sword techniques to defeat their proud disciples one by one, especially Zhuo Chenyuan. Because of Mr. Lin, you have completely broken up with you. It's not that even Master Fu Piaoyu has learned this sword drawing technique. They forced us to hand over the magic sword and the sword drawing technique more than once and again."

"I will explain to my master."

"No, you got my point wrong. I'm not asking your master to face Zhuo Chenyuan and share the pressure for us, but..."

Zhao Xuedan looked at Wang Lian and said cautiously: "I hope Master Fu Piaoyu and my master can reconcile and unite with each other! This will not only relieve the pressure of your conservative school, but also force my master out of the attitude of not asking about the situation in Kunlun, so that she can step into the Kunlun battle, let Caixia Peak and Chaoyang Peak understand the consequences of irritating my master."

"Um!?"

Wang Lian was a little surprised: "Your master?"
Chapter completed!