It has been three days since the great wizard passed away. Qinglong's people cremated the old man's body and stored it in an urn. At this moment, the small blue and white urn was quietly placed on the table beside him.
Qinglong stared at the small urn for a long time, sighed softly, and turned away. In the past three days, Qinglong and Youji have been handling all matters in the Ghost King Sect. After the incident three days ago, the Ghost King and Ghost Li unexpectedly
They all retreated into their own rooms and have not come out yet.
Qinglong still clearly remembered that three days ago, when the heavy stone door slowly opened with a "squeaking" sound, the two men who walked out of it, those two men who were almost fearless in the world,
It was as if they had lost their souls, their expressions were dazed and sad.
The ghost king was okay and said in a low voice: "No one can disturb me for three days!" As soon as he finished speaking, he walked straight back to the bedroom and never came out again.
As for Gui Li, he was completely lost in his thoughts. He didn't say a word. As he walked, he bumped into a hard stone wall, causing blood to flow from his forehead. And he was unconscious, slowly.
He turned around, stumbling a little, and walked back to his room.
Most of the people who were shocked by this strange scene had actually guessed the outcome, but when they looked into the stone door, they saw blood flowing all over the ground, and the great wizard sitting in a pool of blood hanging his head and died.
, the tragic and tragic scene was really shocking.
Only Baguio, who was still lying on the ice-cold stone platform, still had the same tranquility as before in her peaceful and lifelike face, and the Albizia bell in her hand was emitting a faint golden light.
The sound of footsteps sounded from the side, interrupting Qinglong's thoughts. He raised his head and saw Youji's figure floating in like a ghost, standing beside him, but did not look at him directly, but towards the person behind him.
He glanced around the room and whispered, "Hasn't the sect master come out yet?"
Qinglong slowly shook his head and whispered: "It's been three days and there's no news at all."
The black veil on You Ji's face moved slightly, and she was silent.
Although they did not see everything at the scene with their own eyes, the two of them could fully imagine the sadness of that scene.
If there is anything in this world that is more sad than despair, it is when you see hope, or even when that hope is right in front of you, you fall into despair again!
Just when the two of them were relatively speechless, suddenly, a slight sound came from the door behind Qinglong.
The door slowly opened.
Qinglong and Youji were shocked and quickly turned around to look.
The simple wooden door slowly opened inward, making a low and slight "squeak" sound, with a bit of vicissitudes of the past, perhaps also telling the owner's sadness.
One foot gently stepped out from that room. The ghost king's figure slowly appeared in front of them.
Qinglong and Youji looked at the man in silence, as if they were from a lifetime ago.
White hair in three days!
The Ghost King's hair has turned all white.
Qinglong's voice suddenly became hoarse and hesitant for some reason. Even when he heard it, he doubted whether it was his own voice:
"Zong...Master, are you okay...are you okay?"
The corners of the Ghost King's mouth moved, but he did not speak. Instead, he closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and took a deep breath.
Under the black gauze, You Ji suddenly said: "Sect Master, you have to take care of yourself... your body." After saying this, for some reason, she suddenly thought of Baguio, and her voice was choked with sobs.
The Ghost King's shoulders trembled slightly, but they soon subsided. When he opened his eyes again, although the vicissitudes of life and sadness were still engraved on his face, there was already a faint light in his eyes.
That gaze seemed to see through the vicissitudes of the world.
"I look a lot older!" He actually said this, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and there was a slight smile, but it was full of bitterness.
Qinglong and Youji lowered their heads at the same time, unable to bear to look at this man anymore.
The Ghost King once again took a deep breath, exhaled the breath in his chest, turned his eyes, and after a moment landed on the small blue and white urn on the table beside Qinglong.
"What's inside here..." he asked calmly.
Qinglong took a step forward, picked up the small urn, handed it to the Ghost King, and said: "After the death of the great wizard, my subordinates boldly made the decision to cremate the old man's body. What is in this small urn are his ashes and relics."
The Ghost King silently took the small blue and white urn, touched it with his hands for a long time, sighed softly, and said: "Although this master did not save Yao'er, he used his dying body to desperately exhaust his energy to save Yao'er.
Even though he failed in the end to collect all the souls, he is actually a great benefactor to us."
He handed the small urn back to Qinglong again and said, "Get ready and respectfully send the master back to southern Xinjiang with the solemn etiquette of my holy religion."
Qinglong took the small blue and white urn, nodded and said: "Yes."
The Ghost King was silent for a moment and said, "Where's Ghost Li, how is he?"
Qinglong hesitated for a moment, but You Ji was already standing beside him and said: "After he came out of the ice stone chamber, he seemed to have collapsed and lost his mind. He stumbled all the way back to his room and never came out again."
Here, she paused and whispered: "It has been three days since today."
The Ghost King looked desolate, slowly put his hands behind his back, and whispered for a long time: "Ten years of sadness have been in my heart overnight! Oh, let's go, let's go see him."
After saying that, he slowly walked away with his hands behind his hands. Qinglong and Youji looked at each other and followed him silently.
Looking from behind, the Ghost King has white hair and a strangely desolate figure.
Gui Li's room is far away from where the Ghost King lives, but very close to the Ice Stone Chamber where Baguio is. This is because the Ghost King didn't want to be more sad, so he stayed away from the stone chamber where his daughter was, while Gui Liruo was in Huqi Mountain.
This is because I visit Baguio almost every day.
When the three of them walked through the corridor and gradually approached Gui Li's room, Qinglong and You Ji, who were walking behind, clearly noticed that there was something strange about the ghost king's body. They didn't know if it was because they were close to that sad place again.
But none of them said a word.
Finally, we arrived at the lonely stone gate where Gui Li lived. There was no one around. He always liked to be alone. But outside his door, there was a disciple of the Ghost King Sect standing far away.
The Ghost King stepped forward, opened the stone door and walked in. He was startled immediately. Qinglong and You Ji also noticed something was wrong. When they walked in, they saw that the room was empty. Not only was Ghost Li missing, but even Xiao Hui was gone.
.All the furnishings in the room are as usual, with no trace of being used. Only the bed is a little messy.
Qinglong frowned, turned around and called out. The Ghost King Sect disciple who was standing outside the door quickly ran in, knelt down in front of the Ghost King and saluted: "Greetings to the Sect Master!"
The Ghost King turned to look, and Qinglong whispered beside him: "In addition to dealing with the affairs of the sect these days, I have been waiting outside the sect leader's door. As for the disciples, I have to guard this place."
The Ghost King nodded slightly, turned to the disciples of the Ghost King Sect and said, "Where is the Deputy Sect Master?"
The disciple of the Ghost King Sect was obviously in awe of the Ghost King, and even his voice trembled slightly when he spoke: "Report to the sect master, the deputy sect master locked himself in the room for three days and three nights, and there was no movement at all. Just under his subordinates.
When I was worried, this morning, he suddenly walked out with the gray-haired monkey and left here straight away."
The Ghost King was startled for a moment, Qinglong frowned and said, "Where did he go?"
The disciple buried his head and said: "This disciple has been following the deputy sect leader. I saw him walking out of the mountain and then flying away. The disciple saw his expression and was very frightened. He didn't dare to go forward and ask, so he had to come back here and wait..."
Anger flashed on Qinglong's face, but the Ghost King in front suddenly said "Hey", took a few steps forward, picked up a sealed letter from the bedside, glanced at it, handed it to Qinglong, and said: "It's for you.
of."
Qinglong was startled for a moment, then took a look and saw that it was indeed written by Gui Li. He was confused and glanced at the Ghost King. However, he saw that the Ghost King had no expression on his face and was looking away. Qinglong frowned, tore open the seal and read the letter again.
.
The letter was not long, and he read it quickly, but his face suddenly became a little sad, and he whispered: "Sect Master."
The Ghost King said calmly: "What's wrong?"
Qinglong said: "In his letter, he asked me to make a hard trip and send the ashes of this great wizard back to Qilidong of the Miao people in southern Xinjiang."
The Ghost King slowly shook his head, then suddenly sighed and said: "That's it, that's it!"
Qinglong was stunned, but the Ghost King turned to the disciple of the Ghost King Sect and said, "Go down."
If the man received an amnesty, he kowtowed three times and hurriedly retreated.
Qinglong looked at the Ghost King and said: "Sect Master, that Ghost Li..."
The Ghost King glanced at the empty room, his eyes full of desolation. After a long time, he turned around and did not greet Qinglong Youji. He just walked silently. From his back, a low voice came faintly:
"They are all sad people..."
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Southern Xinjiang, Fenxiang Valley.
This righteous sect, which has been experiencing constant changes in recent days, has another shocking news today, which spreads throughout the valley in an instant. From the "Tianxiang Residence" deep in the Fenxiang Valley, the sound of seven heavenly drums resounds far and near, indicating that it has gone into retreat.
Yun Yilan, the long-time owner of Fenxiang Valley, is leaving today.
All the disciples of Fenxiang Valley returned to their positions one after another, no one dared to neglect. In the main hall of Fenxiang Valley, "Shanhe Hall", Shang Guan Ce, Lu Shun and others were headed, followed by Li Xun and other disciples, standing side by side in front of the hall, patiently
Waiting.
Among the crowd, the one who caught the eye was the woman standing next to Li Xun, it was Yan Hong. Since the night when the Nine-tailed Sky Fox escaped from the Xuanhuo Altar not long ago, Shangguan Ce still recognized him in the chaos.
Yan Hong was a fake person, and it turned out to be Jin Ping'er from the Hehuan sect of the demon sect, but the real Yan Hong was not discovered in the cellar of a house in Fenxiang Valley until three days ago.
Naturally, Jin Ping'er didn't know what to do, and used strange magic to control Yan Hong and hide it in such a place. In the past few days, everyone in Fenxiang Valley came out in large numbers and searched all the nearby hills, but they only paid no attention to the valley.
House. This was the house three days ago when a male disciple went down to the cellar where the medicine was stored to search for some medicinal materials because there was a shortage of medicinal materials in the valley. Only then did he find Yan Hong. Otherwise, there is no telling how long the poor woman would have been waiting in the cellar.
It's just that after these days of torture, Yan Hong's expression has obviously become more haggard, but no one is paying attention to her at the moment. Everyone is looking at the side door of the main hall. According to the usual practice, Yun Yilan should walk out from there after leaving the customs.
Meet people.
Shangguan Ce, who stood at the front of the crowd, was still dressed in black and stood there with a calm expression. However, deep in his eyes that no one could detect, there was a faint glint in his eyes.
For him, in the past few years, every time his senior brother, Valley Master Yun Yilan, met him, they were always separated by a screen, and his words were even more feeble, and he had become older and older in recent days. He couldn't believe it at first.
But until recently, he had gradually concluded in his heart that the senior brother who had always been weighing on his head was really dying.
Unexpectedly, today Tianxiang was in the middle of the sky and drums were like thunder, shaking him to the ground. Yun Yilan actually came out of seclusion!
Could it be that he was really practicing magic in seclusion, rather than hiding something?
Shangguan Ce was very upset and worried.
Behind Shangguan Ce, Li Xun, who was standing at the forefront of the younger generation of disciples, had an unmistakable excitement in his eyes. He had always been Yun Yilan's most proud disciple, and even more so in the Fenxiang Valley.
.It’s just that Yun Yilan suddenly went into seclusion a few years ago without any warning beforehand, so she never saw anyone else.
Although Li Xun himself is still treated specially by Yun Yilan. Like his uncle Shangguan Ce, he is the only two people in Fenxiang Valley who can meet Yun Yilan. But I don’t know if it is because Yun Yilan thinks that Li Xun is young after all and has a good Taoism.
Not enough, he put Shangguan Ce in charge of major events in Fenxiang Valley. Invisibly, Li Xun's status dropped a lot.
But now that Yun Yilan has come out of seclusion again, the situation has naturally changed drastically. He is the most beloved disciple of the current Valley Master and the inevitable candidate for the next Valley Master. His words naturally carry a different weight. And more importantly, he is the most beloved disciple of the current Valley Master.
Yesterday, the night before Yun Yilan was released from isolation, he had been secretly received by Yun Yilan and knew in advance that his mentor was about to leave isolation.
And after his mentor came out of isolation, one of his long-awaited wishes was finally possible to come true. When he thought of this, Li Xun's handsome face could no longer suppress his excitement.
Shangguan Ce's body moved and slowly turned back. Although the young nephew behind him tried his best to remain calm, the joy and excitement coming from the bottom of his heart could not be concealed by his experience at his age.
It is even more impossible to escape Shangguan Ce's eyes that see through the world like an eagle.
"Hey..." He slowly sneered in his heart and said to himself: "Young man, you still have a long way to go!"
Just when everyone was thinking about their own thoughts, suddenly the sound of drums sounded melodious, like flying from the sky, hovering in the main hall. Shangguan Ce and others were refreshed, arranged their appearance and clothes, and looked towards the side door.
I saw a flash of red shadow, and a figure slowly appeared. The fiery red clothes were the costumes of the previous owners of Fenxiang Valley, representing the sect's belief in fire.
They didn't feel the heat of the flames, and there was no dazzling light, but somehow, everyone's eyes were so red, but they all had the feeling that Shi Shiran was walking over like a ball of red flames.
And when everyone came back to their senses and saw clearly the figure in the red light, including Shangguan Ce, who had always been calm and composed, they all let out a low cry of surprise in disbelief.
The person who came was actually just a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties at most. His bright but smooth red hair was not tied up and flowed casually on his shoulders, giving him a hint of elegance and debauchery.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. When Yun Yilan was in seclusion a few years ago, everyone clearly remembered that he was already an old man, with gray hair on his head earlier. But now, it seems that this person is much younger than the original Yun Yilan.
, and the skin on the face is smooth and clean, with not even a trace of wrinkles visible.
It's just the outline of this person's face, but he clearly looks like Yun Yilan, especially Shangguan Ce. He has been with Yun Yilan longer than anyone else, and he recognizes that this person is clearly the young Yun Yilan.
Just looking at his appearance, his appearance was even better than when he was young. Under such shock, everyone was speechless.
On the other hand, Yun Yilan walked into the main hall as if nothing had happened. In front of everyone, his eyes were bright and alert. He glanced at everyone and suddenly smiled. His voice was reflected by the old man in the secret room, clear and sweet, and said:
"Why, don't you recognize me as the Valley Master?"
Everyone was shaken. Li Xun was the first to come to his senses. He prostrated himself first and said loudly: "Disciple welcomes Master to come out of seclusion. Congratulations to Master for his great success in practicing the true method in seclusion!"
Everyone suddenly woke up and saluted one after another. The surprised look in Shangguan Ce's eyes gradually faded, and he also lowered his head and saluted.
Yun Yilan obviously looked good and was in a good mood. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's get up and talk."
Everyone responded and stood up one after another. Yun Yilan smiled and looked at everyone. Finally his eyes fell on Shangguan Ce and said with a smile: "Junior brother, are you tired of letting you take care of the trivial matters in the valley these years?"
Shangguan Ce shook his head and smiled: "Senior brother's absence is my duty as a junior brother. However, something happened to the Xuanhuo Altar a few days ago. I..."
Yun Yilan burst out laughing suddenly, interrupted Shangguan Ce's words, and said: "Junior brother, why should we brood over the past? The future is long, let's just think about it in the long term."
A look of surprise flashed across Shangguan Ce's face, but he didn't say anything more. He lowered his head and said, "Yes."
Yun Yilan looked at everyone present, and saw everyone's eyes full of respect and surprise. It was obvious that he looked like he had rejuvenated his youth, which really shocked everyone.
But he didn't explain much. He turned around and asked Li Xun, who had been standing by for a long time, "What happened in the valley recently?"
Li Xun took a step forward and said respectfully: "Early this morning, Zhenren Daoxuan, the headmaster of the Qingyun Sect in China, sent a letter, saying that it was a reply to the letter sent by the master a few days ago."
He said this with a calm expression on his face, but Shangguan Ce's face changed as he stood aside. During Yun Yilan's retreat, he made the final decision on all major events in Fenxiang Valley. He corresponded with the headmaster of Qingyun Sect.
It was an extremely important matter, but he knew nothing about it. This reply arrived this morning, but Li Xun somehow intercepted it halfway without letting him know. It was clear that the matter was from his senior brother Yun Yilan.
Deliberately not letting him interfere.
Shangguan Ce's heart gradually grew angry, but his face remained the same, and the strange look disappeared in a flash.
Yun Yilan nodded, took the letter handed over by Li Xun, looked at it, and saw the number written neatly on the top of the envelope: Fenxiang Valley, Senior Brother Yun Yilan saw it in person.
The signature is: Qingyunmen Daoxuan pays a visit.
Sure enough, it was the handwriting of Master Daoxuan of the Qingyun Sect. Yun Yilan smiled slightly, tore open the seal, took out a piece of tissue paper, and read it from beginning to end, with a smile on his face.
At the end, he nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, put the letter away in his arms, and said loudly to everyone: "That's it for today. You go back and prepare. Soon, I will lead the outstanding disciples of Fenxiang Valley to visit Middle-earth.
Taoist friends from Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple discuss the world's plans together!"
Everyone was shocked. It was a long time ago that Fenxiang Valley entered the Middle Earth in a big way. Unexpectedly, the owner of the valley issued this huge order as soon as he came out of seclusion today. However, Yun Yilan has always had great prestige, so everyone in Fenxiang Valley did not think much about it.
, after everyone saw the ceremony, they all withdrew and went to prepare their own things. Only Li Xun was left behind by Yun Yilan.
After everyone left, only Yun Yilan and Li Xun, master and disciple, were left in the Shanhe Hall. When Li Xun was alone with the master, he was not as restrained as when everyone was present. He smiled and said: "Master, what exactly are you practicing in seclusion?"
How can this method be so effective?"
Yun Yilan smiled and said: "This is a magic technique passed down by my ancestor of Fenxiang Valley. When you have practiced enough in the future, are you still afraid that I won't pass it on to you?"
Li Xun was startled, but he saw the kind smile in Yun Yilan's eyes, which seemed to have deep meaning. After thinking about it for a moment, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed, and quickly prostrated himself, saying: "Thank you so much, Master, for your kindness, I will definitely live up to Master's expectations!"
Yun Yilan helped Li Xun up with a smile, looked at him up and down, and sighed: "You have wonderful bones and are a great talent for cultivating Taoism. But I think you are young and energetic, and you are still a little impetuous. I still want to
Only by taking more control and practicing more diligently can you become a great master."
Li Xun nodded repeatedly and said, "Thank you, Master, for your advice. By the way, Master, if you leave me here, what can I do?"
Yun Yilan glanced at him and said, "Yes, I want you to go to China-Earth first."
Li Xun was startled and said: "Zhongtu? Where are you going?"
Yun Yilan said calmly: "Qingyun Mountain. I will write a reply to you later. You should leave immediately and deliver this letter to Master Daoxuan of Qingyun Mountain."
Li Xun nodded and said, "Yes."
Yun Yilan walked back and forth for a few steps and then said: "After Master Daoxuan reads this letter, he will probably keep you in Qingyun Mountain for a few days. You don't have to postpone it. Just stay in Qingyun for a few days. I will take you there later."
The others have arrived."
Li Xun nodded, but felt slightly confused and said: "Master, you are in such a hurry to enter Middle-earth, is there anything important?"
Yun Yilan smiled slightly and said: "This is not the thing you have been begging me for a long time!"
Li Xun's body trembled, and then his face showed unconcealable excitement. He immediately knelt down again and said loudly: "Thank you, Master, for your help."
Yun Yilan shook his head and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, just go back and get ready first. Come over later to pick up my letter, and then you can set off directly."
Li Xun agreed excitedly and strode out.
After the young disciple disappeared, the smile on Yun Yilan's face gradually faded. He turned to the south and looked far away in the direction of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. After a while, he suddenly snorted coldly:
"Since you want to come out, I will let the whole world stop you. If you want me to shoulder this burden alone, hey, I'm not that stupid!" (To be continued)