Six hundred and fiftieth IX: The death of the leader and chaos in the rivers and lakes
Chaoyang Peak, the main peak of Mount Hua, is brightly lit at this time, just like daytime!
From time to time, you can hear a noisy and uneasy sound from inside, even accompanied by a whimpering cry.
At this time, Li Jiulian was lying on the bed, and four or five white-bearded doctors were treating each other, but they were all frowning and their faces were solemn, and they looked unhappy.
Li Jiulian's wife, Mrs. Gongsun, his beloved daughter Li Ziyan and Feng Jianping and several other Huashan disciples were standing closest to the bed. Except for Mrs. Gongsun asking the doctor, everyone else was mourning. In Li Ziyan's eyes
, and was filled with tears.
Feng Jianping's dark eyes, which were as dark as the gloomy eyes, were already lingering in tears. These tears were indeed real tears, but compared with Li Ziyan's pure tears, there were a little more elusive impurities.
Below were the leaders, elders and proud disciples of various major martial arts sects in the Central Plains. Although their expressions were similar on their faces, they were very different in their hearts. Some were Li Jiulian's friends, who were sad for him.
More or less, they had some feuds with Li Jiulian, and were busy secretly enjoying themselves in their hearts and saying things like God had eyes.
Of course, more people were confused. The new leader, who had just been elected, died suddenly without even three days. Isn’t this just a coincidence?
In such a turbulent and uneasy atmosphere, it passed in half an hour. The four or five doctors' diagnosis had been fully revealed. The results he got were the same: Mr. Li was because of his consumption of true qi.
It's big, and the emotional fluctuations in the past two days have been severe, which leads to anger and induces sudden sudden death.
Lin Yu, who was rushing to come, glanced at Li Jiulian on the bed, and saw that his expression was no different from that of a normal person, and it didn't seem to have died of poisoning. Is it really as the doctor said?
When Lin Yu thought of this, he remembered the blood spirit that had appeared twice in a row, and soon rejected the idea again. This must be the people from the Western Region Demon Sect, who were secretly making trouble, but they were playing tricks.
What kind of method can make Li Jiulian, who is extremely skilled in martial arts, suddenly die suddenly?
Just as Lin Yu was thinking hard, Li Jiulian's wife, Mrs. Gongsun, suddenly stood up, glanced around with a serious expression, and said, "Dear heroes of the world, it's getting late now, you can go back and rest first.
, Everything will be handled early tomorrow morning!"
Hearing Mrs. Gongsun's words, people from all major sects subconsciously glanced around. Some of them who had a feud with Li Jiulian said a few hypocritical words like cats crying rats.
"People cannot be resurrected when they die, so they will leave first. They can't help but want to find a place where no one is, and they can go secretly.
Friends who had some friendship with Li Jiulian wanted to stay here to keep a guard for him. However, they were politely rejected by Mrs. Gongsun. At this special moment, they could not say anything more, just a few words of comfort, and as well as
They are leaving one after another.
Seeing this scene, Lin Yu and Ximen Piaoxue looked at each other, without saying a word, and left the place with the flow of people.
About half an hour later, except for the sporadic few people who had not left, the others were all disciples of the Huashan Sword Sect.
At this time, Feng Jianping stood up, bowed respectfully to Mrs. Gongsun, and said, "Master, he is already gone to the immortal world. Please take care of your health by your master."
Hearing Feng Jianping's words, the other Huashan disciples also knelt down and said respectfully: "Please don't be too sad, please take care of yourself."
Mrs. Gongsun glanced at Li Jiulian on the bed, her deep eyes were filled with tears, she waved her hand, and said, "You all go down first, let your master and I stay alone for one night."
Hearing this, Feng Jianping's lips twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something. However, after twitching twice, he stopped directly. He turned around and walked towards Li Ziyan, and said softly: "Little Junior Sister, don't be too sad.
It's important, your body is."
Li Ziyan was already crying and couldn't say a word at all...
Mrs. Gongsun waved her hand and said, "Jianping, you can take the brothers and brothers down first!"
Hearing this, Feng Jianping bowed respectfully again, and then walked out of the door with other disciples of the same sect one after another. Those people in the world who had a deep relationship with Li Jiulian saw this scene,
Without stopping any more, I basically sighed and followed the Huashan disciples out of the gate...
That night, too many people were not asleep. Basically, everyone was in their hearts, secretly calculating all kinds of things that had happened or had not yet happened...
The flags that were originally full of festive atmosphere seemed to be infected by this atmosphere, and they made whimpering sounds in the wind, just like thousands of ghosts crying.
Time flowed quietly from his fingers minute by minute. Before he knew it, the east was already white, and the morning sunshine was still shining on Mount Hua as before.
When the sun climbs to the treetops, the festive flag has been replaced by the solemn white flag. Chaoyang Peak, the main peak of Huashan Mountain, is full of white flags. A black sandalwood coffin with the big "Dian" written on it is also very
It was almost in the center of the mourning hall, and there were five Huashan disciples wearing mourning clothes standing on both sides, responsible for receiving all kinds of friends from the martial arts world who came to pay tribute.
Three days later, a storied figure in the martial arts world served as the leader of the martial arts world for two consecutive terms and the leader of Huashan, Li Jiulian. She entered the loess amid the pain of her wife and daughter, her disciples and relatives and friends.
However, on the day Li Jiulian was buried, Zhou Wusun, the head of Hengshan Sword Sect, shouted that he would re-elect the leader of the martial arts world to preside over the overall situation of the world. Other people in the world with their own ulterior motives began to agree, trying to be able to separate them from them.
Take a pie.
Although Mrs. Gongsun is a very capable person, she is just a woman in the end. Li Jiulian's sudden death made her exhausted and she could not control her. This situation was like the Yellow River breaking its dam.
Just when the Huashan Sword Sect was almost in desperate situation, Feng Jianping stood up wearing a mourning clothes, pointed at Zhou Wusun in the crowd, and shouted angrily: "President Zhou, my master has just been buried in the soil, and his body is not cold,
Do you want to compete for the position of the leader of the martial arts world now?"
When Li Jiulian was there, Zhou Wusun was not afraid at all. Now that he has entered the country, he has no reason to be afraid of younger generations like Feng Jianping. He immediately fought back angrily and said, "The state has national laws, the family has family rules, and our world has them.
Rules of the world. Now that Master Li has gone to the immortal world, can he still let the title of Martial Arts Leader be with him and buried in the ground for a long time?”
Feng Jianping snorted angrily and shouted loudly: "President Zhou, even if my master has gone to the immortal, the position of the leader of the martial arts world is not your turn, and the Hengshan Sword Sect, which has completely declined. Don't get it to the end,
You are all busy making wedding clothes for other people's homes."
Since the foundation of Hengshan Sword Sect was severely damaged, Zhou Wusun has been most taboo about others in the past six months, saying that their Hengshan Sword Sect has declined. Now he has asked a junior like Feng Jianping to point at his nose, and in front of so many people in the world.
He said it and immediately got angry, and his anger surged three feet high.
In addition, Zhou Wusun is quite confident in his martial arts skills. Now that Li Jiulian suddenly died, he naturally thinks that his chance has come. As long as he can be elected as the leader of the martial arts world, even if it only takes five years, he can
Let them completely restore their vitality and become the largest sect in the entire world.
Thinking of this, Zhou Wusun immediately snorted and shouted loudly: "Hmph, I'm all this for the sake of the whole world. Now, the leader of Sect Li has gone to the immortal world, and no one in the Huashan Sword Sect can take on it. Wulin
The important task of the leader. In order to prevent the evil demons and heretics from taking the opportunity to get on the verge of disturbing my martial arts world, please ask Master Feng to hand over the leader’s ring!”
Feng Jianping's black eyes flashed with a sinister and cold murderous intent. He stood with the sword, gritted his teeth hard, and shouted in a word: "President Zhou, I know you have long coveted this.
The position of the leader of the martial arts world. However, if you want to snatch the leader's ring from our Huashan Sword Sect, it depends on whether you have this ability!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard Feng Jianping's words. Zhou Wusun felt even more uneasy and shouted angrily: "Feng Jianping, I'm thinking that Master Li just went to the immortal world, give him some thin face,
Therefore, I am so polite to you. Don’t let Master Li be ashamed in front of so many fellow practitioners in the world!”
Feng Jianping snorted coldly and shouted: "This is not a problem for the President Zhou. I advised President Zhou to think about it carefully. After going to the Nine Springs, how to explain to the ancestors of Hengshan Sword Sect all the time.
The fact that Hengshan Sword Sect has completely declined!”
When Zhou Wusun heard Feng Jianping's sudden provocation, he was furious and shouted: "Feng Jianping, today I have to teach you how to respect seniors on behalf of your dead master!"
Before Zhou Wusun's words could be finished, Feng Jianping snorted coldly, and a few disdainful sneers appeared on the corner of his mouth, shouting: "Old man Zhou, you are all people who are about to enter the loess, and you are still here to speak shamelessly.
, aren’t you afraid of being laughed at by fellow practitioners in the world?”
Zhou Wusun was completely angry, his face, which was as thin as walnut skin, began to twitch wildly, his face full of murderous aura, and his whole body was as hideous as a mummy crawling out of the flesh of a coffin.
When people see it, they feel timid.
Master Wudang Chongxu, Master Lekong of Shaolin, Master Tianjue of Emei and other people who are highly respected in the world, saw that Feng Jianping and Zhou Wusun were already tense, and they all came forward to persuade him.
However, at this time, both of them were furious. I am afraid that even if Li Jiulian crawled out of the coffin, she might not be able to persuade her to stay, let alone the few of them.
And at this time there were many people around who wanted to take the opportunity to make fun of it. Therefore, the leaders of the sects failed to persuade them, and they all looked at each other. After a big stare, they stopped talking.