"Yeah, I feel weird too, but the facts are right in front of me and I can't do anything about it."
Feng Yi pretended to sigh and said: "Don't talk about me anymore. I heard that our Maoshan suffered heavy casualties this time. What is the truth?"
He now only knows that the old Heavenly Master and Master Xuanzhen died, that Uncle Jiu was injured, and that Qingzhu died young due to excessive injuries, but he does not know the conditions of the others.
When Qingsong heard this, his expression became extremely lonely, and he said softly: "Junior brother, I was just going to tell you. If you go up, you have to slow down and lower your voice."
"this……"
Feng Yi's body trembled and his voice trembled.
"This is the place where Master Qianhe died in battle. In this battle, he cut off seventeen peach wood swords."
Qingsong pointed to a corner and said.
Uncle Qianhe died in the battle?
Feng Yi couldn't believe his ears when he heard the news.
Qingsong did not stop, but continued to walk upwards and said: "This is the place where my master, Taoist Master Fuchen, died in battle. The roots of his whisk were broken, and no intact thread could be found."
"This is the burial place of Junior Brother Qingyun. All the trees around him were destroyed before his death..."
"Here are the two senior brothers from Qingdong and Qingbei..."
Senior Uncle Qianhe died in the battle, and the two senior brothers Xiaodong and Xiaobei were not spared. Taoist Master Fuchen, who had a dispute with him, is no longer there, and Junior Brother Qingyun, who was competing with him, did not escape this disaster.
Every time he heard a name, Feng Yi's spine sank a little, and his legs felt like lead. He didn't dare to continue walking. He didn't know whose name he would hear if he went up.
Qingsong did not give Feng Yi a chance to escape, and continued: "This is the place where Uncle Simu died in the battle. After his death, we cleaned up his body. There were thirty-nine bullets in his body."
"Here is the place where Master Ikkyu passed away. Master Ikkyu came to support Maoshan with Uncle Four Eyes. After being seriously injured, he chose to explode and die, taking six enemies with him."
"This is Uncle Mamadi..."
Uncle Four Eyes and Master Yixiu were both gone. Those familiar faces flashed by one by one. Feng Yi's nose began to feel sore. After hearing Mamadi's name, he suddenly raised his head: "Uncle Mamadi is also fighting."
died?"
"yes."
Qingsong nodded heavily and said: "Uncle Momadi also died with the enemy. Before he died, he shouted, Lin Zhengying, you look down on me in your life, I will let you look down on me once!"
It's a pity that Uncle Lin was not able to see this scene in the end, because he was seriously injured and fell into a coma..."
Feng Yi clenched his teeth and made a squeaking sound. His eyes were blood red, like a wild beast trying to devour people. An eight-year war of aggression brought infinite pain to the land of China, and also caused heavy casualties in Maoshan.
The death of these close relatives is a blood feud that must be avenged!
"Your two disciples also contributed a lot, but after all they were too young and couldn't hold on for long. After being rescued by the Heavenly Master, they ordered them to be sent down the mountain together with the injured."
Qingsong said.
Yang Bufan and Luo Sang?
Feng Yi's heart twitched. Bu Fan was only thirteen years old and Luo Sang was only eight years old. Even they were fighting for the country and Maoshan, but he stayed out of it. At this moment, he blamed himself extremely.
But according to Qingsong, both of them are fine. Uncle Jiu must be the injured one. Are they together now?
And what about Tingting, Jingjing and Zhuzhu? What happened to them?
"Ren Tingting and the other three are here too."
Qingsong's words made Feng nervous for a moment, but his next words made him relax again.
"The three of them are very powerful, and the monsters invited by the invaders could not hurt them, but Headmaster Xuanzhen was still worried about their safety, so they left Maoshan with Uncle Lin and your two apprentices.
"
call……
Feng Yiqing let out a breath. If something happened to Tingting and the others, he would definitely wipe out Japan with blood. No matter the old or the child, no matter guilty or innocent, no one would be spared.
They're fine...
Then what he has to do is to find the culprit, and kill all the relevant personnel who besieged Maoshan without leaving any trace!
Next, Qingsong said a lot more. Maoshan's elite forces, large and small, had actually been lost by 80%.
The more Feng Yi listened, the more silent he became, unable to say a word.
"arrive."
The two of them walked to the last step. In front of them was a familiar yet unfamiliar Taoist temple. Once upon a time, there were many talented people here, and thousands of people practiced Taoism here. It was so spectacular.
But now, the ground here is full of unevenness, with traces left behind after the war everywhere. And in the center of the dojo, there is a tall black stone tablet, solemn and solemn.
"It was here that Master Lao Tianshi and Master Xuanzhen passed away. At that time, the vicious beasts had already arrived here. If they were not stopped, Maoshan's thousand-year-old foundation would be destroyed. They chose to use their own lifeblood as a seal to seal the evil beasts.
The beasts were suppressed, and the invaders evacuated Maoshan when they saw that the situation was over.
This monument was ordered by Master Xuanji to build this monument. The names left on this monument are the disciples of Maoshan who died in the war. The names on the top are the names of Lao Tianshi and Master Xuanzhen.
."
Speaking of this solemn salute, Qingsong said: "From now on, whenever my Maoshan disciples pass by the monument, they must sincerely perform a respectful ceremony to sacrifice their spirits in heaven."
Seeing this monument, it was as if he saw vivid faces passing by before his eyes. Feng Yi took a deep breath, knelt down heavily and said: "Feng Yi, the unworthy disciple of Maoshan, has no face to face all the fellow disciples, but I
After all, I am a disciple of Maoshan. When I come back this time, I swear in front of all the souls of my fellow disciples that if I don’t avenge this bloody sea of blood, I will have thousands of snakes pierced through my heart, five thunders will strike my head, and my soul will fly away!”
"Junior Brother Feng Yi, why are you doing this?"
Qingsong's face changed slightly. The oaths sworn by those who practice them are very effective and will be observed by heaven. If they fail to do so, the end will be extremely tragic.
"In the whole Maoshan sect's battle, I stayed out of it and lived alone. I must uphold this oath!"
Feng bowed three times in a row and kowtowed nine times before standing up and saying.
The ritual of three bows and nine kowtows is a sacrifice to heaven and earth and a willingness to sacrifice one's own body. This also shows Feng Yi's resolute attitude.
"You are forced to be locked up in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. Everyone knows and understands."
Qingsong couldn't help but persuade.
"You don't need to persuade me, senior brother, any excuse for not being able to participate in this battle is pale."
Feng Yi looked at the tombstone and said: "Next, I will keep saluting, and then enter Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace to plead guilty to Master Xuanji."
After speaking, Feng Yi took a step forward, knelt down heavily on the ground again, bowed three times and kowtowed to pay homage to the dead heroic souls of Maoshan.
Qingsong looked at Feng Yi's stubborn back and sighed. He wanted to give some advice, but he didn't know where to start.
Feng Yi's movement alarmed the other disciples, who all came out and looked at the figure kneeling in the dojo in silence.
