The heavy rain that had been falling all day did not stop because of the death of Zhan Qianshi. Instead, the thunder became more and more violent. Under the heavy rain with strong slanting wind, an extra person with gray hair appeared on the scene.
An imposing old man with dark hair, his face was covered with thick wrinkles, as if earthworms were crawling on his face. If it weren't for the simple and plain cloud-white robe held up by strong muscles, one would have thought he was
It's a mummy.
The old man appeared strangely at the scene, his serious face turned 180 degrees to reveal a look of horror, and his eyes were filled with star-shaped strange colors, as if he could see into people's hearts.
The old man's eyes stayed on Zhan Qian's body for a moment, and he flew over at lightning speed to catch the body and flew back. However, after he lifted up his face and looked at it carefully, the old man's lips twitched unnaturally.
Down.
"It's a pity that you knocked me out of my sight and I can't recognize this person's identity."
As he spoke, the old man picked up Zhan Qian's corpse, took out a treasure bag, and threw the corpse into the abyss without looking at it.
After doing all this, the old man floated in front of Feng Jueyu. His body was like a powerless duckweed, floating slowly and without any fluctuations in his true energy. Judging from the old man's ability to control the air, Feng Jueyu
Yu could tell that this person was extremely powerful.
Standing in front of Feng Jueyu, the old man looked at him with approval and strange eyes for a long time before he asked: "Did you kill this person?"
Feng Jueyu nodded dully, the sadness, anger and coldness in his eyes still made the old man feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The old man exclaimed in his heart: What a spirit, and then asked: "Your name is Feng Jueyu?"
Feng Jueyu raised his head blankly and said seriously: "Exactly, I dare to ask senior..."
Before he finished speaking, the old man waved his hand with a smile and said: "If you can kill him, there is no need to call me senior. Let me introduce you to me, Zhou Jinshan, as the elder of the inner sect of Yunjian Tianmen. You can
Call me Brother Zhou, or you can call me Fellow Taoist..."
Feng Jueyu suddenly trembled with chills. Only then did he break away from the shadow of Zhan Qianzhi, straightened his gown, cupped his hands and said, "It turns out it's Zhou... Elder Zhou, Feng Jueyu below, is Shen Chen.
"Feng worships." He originally wanted to call him Brother Zhou, but when he heard it, he felt it was inappropriate, so he changed his name to Elder.
Zhou Jinshan laughed loudly and said: "You're welcome. I just heard that someone was killing people and stealing goods in my territory, so I came here. Unexpectedly, I came a step too late and was taken care of by Brother Feng. Brother Feng is very powerful and I admire him very much."
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Feng Jueyu's face turned red when Zhou Jinshan said it. In fact, he had heard the man in gray shout out the word "Zhou Jinshan" before. Obviously, to make the man in gray so afraid, Zhou Jinshan must have extraordinary strength, and now
He actually called himself Brother Feng, which... this was really a bit embarrassing.
Zhou Jinshan seemed to have noticed Feng Jueyu's thoughts, and smiled lightly: "Brother Feng, don't think too much, people in our generation are not ranked by age, but by strength. Brother Feng can single-handedly kill the masters of Xuanzhao Realm.
So what if I call you Brother Feng, I have to call you Senior instead of that boy Zhou Tianye."
Feng Jueyu is so ashamed. He has now deeply felt the characteristics of Wu Zun in Hongtu Dashi. This Zhou Jinshan is obviously very powerful, but because he killed a Xuanzhao realm, he will immediately be compared to his peers. It's really a bit serious.
There's nothing pretentious about it.
However, Feng Jueyu still felt that he had to exchange pleasantries, and he said: "Elder Zhou praised me. I don't have the cultivation level of Xuanzhao Realm. I can kill this person. I have to thank Elder Zhou for his support and scared this person to death."
If you are brave, you will be lucky enough to win."
Zhou Jinshan laughed and laughed: "I think Brother Feng is being polite. With Brother Feng's strength, even if he hasn't reached the Xuanzhao realm for the time being, I think it's not far off. This Brother Feng will be called sooner or later."
As he spoke, he looked at the treasure bag in his hand and threw it to Feng Jueyu without thinking: "By the way, this person was killed by Brother Feng, and his belongings should belong to Brother Feng. You put them away and we'll talk about it back to Tianmen."
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Feng Jueyu nodded and was not too polite. Killing people to obtain treasures is too common in the grand world. If Zhou Jinshan is greedy for the treasure bag without asking for it, it will be looked down upon.
The two of them then returned to Yunjian Tianmen side by side. When they arrived at the foot of Yunjian Peak, far away, Feng Jueyu heard the mournful roar of the funeral sky. His nose couldn't help but feel sore, remembering that lovely smile.
, the humble and kind-hearted Sheng Junqian couldn't help but asked quickly: "Elder Zhou, how is Sheng Junqian doing now?" He also held a trace of luck that his spiritual energy could support Sheng Junqian until he returned to Tianmen to receive treatment.
It's a pity that Zhou Jinshan's expression gave him a sad answer: "Oh, forget it, those children are so ill-fated that they have no way to save themselves..."
Feng Jueyu's heart sank, and sadness surged into his heart.
The two of them couldn't wait to return to the square outside Yunjian Peak. They saw a large number of Yunjian disciples gathered at this time. They were all dressed in white robes and stood on the top of the peak one by one, tightly surrounding the square.
There was silence, everyone lowered their heads, and some were still wiping tears.
Zhou Jinshan walked into the crowd, and Feng Jueyu saw that there were five corpses covered with white cloth neatly on the ground. These were disciples who were killed by the men in gray. Four of them were basically impossible to piece together.
, but it was still placed in a human shape, and the white square cloth was stained with sad blood.
The last one was Sheng Junqian's body. Because Shang Jue arrived in time, he kept the whole body. At this time, Wu Qiluo was throwing herself on Sheng Junqian's body and wailing loudly. The crowd around them included Elder Feng, deacons from various temples, and Headmaster Zhou Tianye.
But no one stepped forward to stop him.
Shang Jue sat silently in the wheelchair behind Wu Qiluo, his old eyes were twitching and his whole body was trembling...
Sheng Junqian was his favorite disciple, but he failed to save his disciple's life. The blow he suffered was definitely the biggest among all.
At this time, Zhou Tianye saw Zhou Jinshan and Feng Jueyu returning. He first took a deep look at Feng Jueyu and breathed a sigh of relief, then walked over and asked: "The thief..."
Zhou Jinshan waved his hand slightly and interrupted: "We will discuss this later. Let's bury them first."
"Senior brother~" A mournful cry suddenly sounded louder, and everyone's eyes turned to Wu Qiluo. Everyone knew that these two people would soon become a great couple, and they were preparing to receive the blessings of all the disciples.
, it is a pity that God does not grant people's wishes. Just when the beautiful marriage was set for three lifetimes, a painful blow separated the two people forever.
There is no greater sorrow in the world than this...
Wu Qiluo was so grief-stricken that she fainted after shouting wildly.
Zhou Jinshan sighed helplessly, waved his hands and said, "Oh, carry her down and send her back to Xidan Huayuan to take good care of her." Several female disciples hurried over and carried Wu Qiluo away.
Afterwards, Zhou Jinshan walked up to the people, glanced at everyone present with sad eyes, and said in a deep voice: "They are all good disciples of Yunjian, good disciples. For their bravery, I announced that there will be a grand funeral for seven days."
Yingjie, Sheng Junqian and the other five people are listed in the genealogy temple to be worshiped by the descendants."
"boom!"
Tens of thousands of people on the top of the mountain knelt down in unison and said in unison: "I respectfully respect our ancestor's order."
Feng Jueyu followed suit and knelt down without exception. Of course, he didn't have too deep feelings about the so-called Zu Ling. The reason why he knelt down was because of his friendship with Sheng Junqian and the fact that he had implicated five disciples.
The guilt of his tragic death, even if he didn't know the reason, he should bow down.
After paying homage, Feng Jueyu walked silently to Sheng Junqian's body, reached out and slowly lifted up the white cloth, remembering the last appearance in his heart. Sheng Junqian left with a smile. Feng Jueyu knew that he had seen her before leaving.
As for Wu Qiluo, this is enough.
"Brother Sheng, I have avenged you, you can rest in peace."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions improved strangely, and some of the white-robed disciples standing behind Shang Jue knelt on the ground. There were seven or eight people in this group, and they were deeply drunk by Feng Jueyu for three times.
They raised their heads and said in unison: "Master Dai, my disciples, would like to thank Feng for offering sacrifices to the bloody enemy." Only then did Feng Jueyu know that Sheng Junqian also had a disciple.
He remained silent, feeling even more guilty...
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Yunjian Tianmen's funeral ceremony was extremely thoughtful. For seven days, everyone in the entire Tianmen had to wear white clothes and white robes, and was not allowed to make any noise. However, in the off-peak sacrificial hall of Yunjian Peak, the bodies of Sheng Junqian and five others were buried intact.
After placing it in the coffin, no matter who passes by the door, they must bow to it regardless of time to show respect for the deceased.
In these seven days, no one mentioned what happened that day or what the outcome was. Even Shang Jue was silent about it. Considering Shang Jue's age and the blow he had received, Zhou Jinshan did not let him keep vigil for Sheng Junqian.
The black-haired man is still a master-disciple relationship, which makes people sad just thinking about it.
As for Wu Qiluo, she knelt in front of the soul for seven days. After seven days, she personally held a cup of loess for Sheng Junqian and was buried. During this process, no one heard Wu Qiluo say a single word, not even Shang Jue's comfort to her.
At that time, she turned a deaf ear. Everyone knew that this melancholy goddess whose personality had just changed had once again closed herself in a lonely world.
Feng Jueyu felt guilty again about this.
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As time went by, the massacre in front of Yunjian Tianmen committed by the men in gray was gradually forgotten by people. Maybe they could not forget how miserable the death of the five disciples was, but no one wanted to mention it.
In the next half month, Feng Jueyu also locked himself in the cave and refused to say a word. Even when Zhou Tianyu and Yang Yin came to the door in person after their return, they were turned away by him.
It was not until a month after this incident that Zhou Jinshan finally found Feng Jueyu.