Yue Zhuoqun's face was dark and he was about to speak, but unexpectedly, Yue Jing, who was standing aside, couldn't bear it anymore. He originally thought that his father came in person, but behind him stood the Qinghuo Sect, whether it was Taixuan Sect or

Xu Ziyan himself will no longer have any thoughts of resistance. Even if Xu Ziyan is wronged in his heart, he will promise himself to be safe. In this way, he can do whatever he wants by marrying Xu Ziyan back to Qinghuo Sect. So what if he marries her as his wife? Play

Just marry after death.

However, what he never expected was that Xu Ziyan actually refused, and refused without hesitation. This made him immediately feel that he had lost face, and he had lost face greatly. He immediately blushed and shouted:

"Xu Ziyan, you have to agree even if you don't agree today!"

Xu Ziyan's eyes were sharp, but she said with a sneer: "Yue Jing, it's not impossible for me to agree, as long as you can beat me."

Yue Jing's face immediately turned redder. Yue Zhuoqun and the peak masters of the four peaks also saw that Yue Jing's cultivation was the first level of the Pill Formation Stage, while Xu Ziyan's cultivation was only the peak of the late twelfth level of the Foundation Stage.

The level of Xu Ziyan is a big difference. Xu Ziyan dares to say such a thing. Could it be that the two of them have fought against each other in the Netherworld?

When Yue Jing returned to Qinghuo Sect, he naturally would not tell anyone about the humiliation in the Netherworld. He only said that he had fallen in love with Xu Ziyan of Taixuan Sect and begged his father to propose marriage. Naturally, Yue Zhuoqun did not know about him.

What happened between his son and Xu Ziyan was even more unknown to the peak master of the fourth peak.

The atmosphere in the meeting hall fell into weirdness, and an inexplicable atmosphere enveloped the hall. This inexplicable atmosphere made Yue Jing's father very embarrassed. Yue Zhuoqun turned his head and stared at Yue Jing, deep in his heart he hoped that his

The son agreed to Xu Ziyan's conditions, but he was disappointed. Although Yue Jing's face turned red, he refused to say another word. In this way, Yue Zhuoqun understood. His son must have suffered a loss in the hands of Xu Ziyan.

, just came up with such a bad idea to trick myself into proposing marriage.

But now that he has brought it up, it is not his son's problem alone, but also his own face problem. Moreover, today's master and apprentice Liang Zhidong are too disrespectful to themselves, especially Xu Ziyan, who is simply arrogant. If not

Give her some color to see how she can bear this tone. Yue Zhuoqun's face darkened a little more, and he was about to speak when he suddenly heard the bell ringing in Taixuan Sect.

The sound of the bell spread throughout Taixuan Sect, one after another. Yue Zhuoqun didn't think anything of it at first, but Liang Zhidong and other four peak masters' expressions changed drastically. Because the sound of the bell came from Baicao Peak, the sound of the bell was continuous.

Absolutely, the peak masters of the fourth peak stood there blankly, and everyone's face turned pale in an instant. The bell struck eighty-one times, and the peak master of the fourth peak began to tremble slightly.

The senior brother who had been with him for hundreds of years suddenly left, and every peak master suddenly felt empty in his heart.

After the eighty-one bells had finished ringing, even Yue Zhuoqun realized that the eighty-one bells were the death knell, which proved that a cultivator had died, and it was only the death of the sect leader that the bells were rung eighty-one times.

Mo Jinghong turned his head and cupped his fists towards Yue Zhuoqun and said: "Senior Brother Yue, the leader of our sect has recently lost his life. It is inappropriate to mention the marriage proposal at this time. It is better to discuss it later."

Under this situation, no matter how angry Yue Zhuoqun was, he was helpless. As long as there was no big hatred, no monk in the world of immortality would find someone uncomfortable when his sect leader was newly mourned. This would leave a bad name in the entire world of immortality.

After hesitating for a moment, Yue Zhuoqun nodded gloomily and whispered:

"I'm also going to pay homage to Sect Leader Lin."

Yue Jing opened his mouth at the side, and finally closed it, but his eyes showed anger and unwillingness. Xu Ziyan stood there in a daze, feeling a little confused. He didn't know why the bell kept ringing, and when he heard it, Mo

After Jinghong's words, he finally understood what the sound of the bell meant. At the same time, a faint sound of crying could be heard from outside the meeting hall.

Xu Ziyan woke up in horror, and finally understood what had happened - the sect leader was gone!

Xu Ziyan followed her master Liang Zhidong to Baicao Peak. Before she entered Lin Shangfeng's room, she heard heartbreaking cries coming from the room.

As the master walked into the room, he saw that Lin Shangfeng's wife Zhu Hong had passed out, Lin Feiye was pale and kneeling on the ground in a daze, and Lin Feiyu was lying on Lin Shangfeng's body crying like a child.

The other true disciples also cried loudly.

As a junior, Xu Ziyan could not stand in front of the crowd. She stood behind the crowd and looked towards Lin Shangfeng. Perhaps for psychological reasons, she always felt that Lin Shangfeng's face was full of worry. She moved her eyes to Lin Feiyu and saw

Her shoulders were shaking, her voice was hoarse from crying, and she couldn't help but feel sad. She sighed softly in her heart and said to herself:

"Sect Master, you can rest assured that Feiyu and I are sisters. As long as I am here, she will not be wronged."

It seemed that he sensed the oath in Xu Ziyan's heart, or maybe Xu Ziyan was dazzled by it, but in an instant Xu Ziyan noticed that Lin Shangfeng's face became peaceful.

At this time, Mo Jinghong ordered several female disciples to help Mrs. Lin, who was unconscious on the ground, to the bed in the back room.

Then the four peak masters took turns to persuade Lin Feiyu, but Lin Feiyu just lay on Lin Shangfeng's body and cried bitterly, ignoring the four peak masters Mo Jinghong at all.

Mo Jinghong sighed, stretched out a finger and pointed at Lin Feiyu's sleeping hole, and then asked several female disciples to help Lin Feiyu into the inner room. At this time, Liang Zhidong walked to Lin Feiye's side and gently

He gently helped Lin Feiye up from the ground and whispered:

"Fei Ye, you are Senior Brother Lin's eldest son. Senior Brother's funeral depends on you. You have to cheer up and don't let Senior Brother go without peace of mind."

Lin Feiye's somewhat numb eyes became a little more lively. He looked at Liang Zhidong for a long time, as if he had finally returned to reality. However, he was still a little dazed. He just nodded silently and kept looking at Lin Shangfeng.

Without looking at anyone else, tears fell silently.

Liang Zhidong waved his hand, and a disciple came forward and put the mourning clothes on Lin Feiye. Lin Feiye did not respond, just like a puppet, letting others manipulate him.

After all the busy work, the funeral hall had been decorated. Lin Feiye knelt on one side numbly and returned the salute mechanically.

Yue Zhuoqun and his son paid hurried tributes, and then left Taixuanzong with Yan Zheng seeing them off. After flying away from Taixuanzong, Yue Zhuoqun looked back at Taixuanzong in the air, finally waved his sleeves, turned around and flew away.

"Dad, are we just going to let it go?" Yue Jing said reluctantly at the side.

"Boy, don't cause trouble for me in the future." Yue Zhuoqun shouted sternly with a sullen face.

"Dad, I know I was wrong, but...even if I was wrong, they shouldn't show disgrace to Daddy. I think they don't take Daddy seriously at all."

"roll!"

Yue Zhuoqun was so angry that he kicked Yue Jing off the clouds. Yue Jing drew an arc in the air and flew back to Yue Zhuoqun's side, his face pulled into silence.

After flying for a while, Yue Zhuoqun saw the angry Yue Jing next to him, sighed and said:

"Jing'er, my father has taken care of this matter for you, but I don't want to hear about such troublesome things again."

When Yue Jing, who was originally gloomy at the side, heard this, joy immediately appeared on his face, and he shouted excitedly:

"I knew my father was the best to me!"

Yue Zhuoqun shook his head gently and said: "On the one hand, it is for you, and on the other hand, it is also for myself. My, Yue Zhuoqun's face is not so easy to clean up!"

Speaking of this, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"Father, when will you catch that Xu Ziyan back to me?" Yue Jing didn't hear what his father said at all, he just kept thinking about his own problems.

"Catch him back?" Yue Zhuoqun smiled coldly and said: "I want their Taixuanzong to humbly send me Xu Ziyan with the dowry. Is it enough to capture just one Xu Ziyan? Since I have lost my face, I want the entire Taixuanzong.

Pay the price."

Taixuanzong held the funeral for seventy-seven forty-nine days. All the sects in the Northland Cultivation World, including the head of the Huayang Sect, the Aristocratic Family Alliance, and the Sanxian Alliance came to express their condolences. It was a busy seventy-seventy-nine days.

After that, Taixuanzong became quiet again, but there was turmoil hidden in the quietness.

Sure enough, after the funeral, the peak leaders of the four peaks jointly declared three things.

The first thing is that in ninety-nine and eighty-one days, Mo Jinghong and Yan Zheng will compete in the ring to compete for the position of sect leader.

The second thing is that after the sect leader is decided, the interests of the five peaks of Taixuan Sect will be re-divided, and the decision-making power of distribution of interests will be given to the true disciples of each peak. The Taixuan Sect's industry will be divided into five major parts.

The competition between the two will determine the top players from first to fifth. The mountain that gets the first place has the right to be selected first, followed by the second place, and so on.

The third thing is that the Northland Competition is coming soon. After the first two events are over, there will be the Inner Disciple Competition, and the top one hundred disciples will be selected to participate in the Northland Competition.

Therefore, the peak masters of each peak strictly require their disciples to enter a state of cultivation from this moment on and try their best to improve their strength.

In Lin Feiye's room at Baicao Peak, all the decorations were replaced with plain colors, and the room was quiet without a sound.

On two chairs in the room, Lin Feiyu and Lin Feiye sat opposite each other. Their faces were full of exhaustion and pain. Their faces were pale, their eyes were red and swollen, and they both sat there with their heads slightly lowered.

, seemed to be thinking about something. The outside of the house was also quiet, without a trace of anyone, as if they were afraid of disturbing the two grieving brothers and sisters.
Chapter completed!