The next day, it was gray, the clouds retreated, the sky was filled with dark clouds, and the sky and the earth showed a gloomy color.
All the disciples of the Holy Sect felt very heavy, like a stone pressing firmly on their bodies.
Black clothes were flying, and it was pitch black. All the disciples, dressed in black robes, gathered around the Holy Ancestral Hall.
It is the place where the heroic spirits of the Holy Sect rest. It is the place where every martyr of the Holy Sect over the past ten thousand years has shed their blood and died for the Holy Sect.
The Holy Ancestral Hall is located on a mountain peak in the east, as high as the main peak of the sect. It is the highest honor of the Holy Sect.
It's just that all these honors can only be obtained after death.
At this time, Lin Fan was standing in the front row, standing side by side with the sect master and the others, looking at the stone monuments in front of them. Young life is so fragile, as short as fireworks. Maybe they would not have thought of walking so fast, or even
Not even good things happened.
"Master..." Mu Bingyan gently touched the cold stone tablet with trembling hands. The engraved words on it penetrated her heart like a sharp sword.
"Master..." There was no trace of blood on Mu Bingyan's beautiful face, and her heart felt as if it had been severely cut open by a blunt file. It hurt, heart-piercingly painful.
But she couldn't cry. She was now the peak leader of Jialan Peak. She had to be strong and lead her junior sisters to stay strong.
"Master..." Mu Bingyan's lips trembled. She could no longer be strong and her tears couldn't stop flowing down. She was a princess of the imperial dynasty. When she was young, she was hunted down and fell into the ice and snow.
At the moment of her despair, a pair of warm hands picked her up and brought her to this warm mountain.
Here, Mu Bingyan never thought about going back, she just wanted to accompany her master quietly. But now, thinking about her master leaving her, she couldn't help crying anymore.
"Master, Bingyan will fulfill your last wish, you can go with peace of mind." Mu Bingyan lowered her head, tears wet the ground. A person with a cold temperament also shed painful tears at this moment.
The disciples of Jialan Peak were also sobbing softly. Their most beloved peak master had left them.
The other disciples of the Holy Sect were also bowing their heads in sadness at this time. These are their senior brothers.
"The Holy Sect, the great sect for ten thousand years, has experienced various disasters, but you must remember that today, 386 fellow sects have sacrificed their lives to protect the sect. They are the heroes of the Holy Sect, and they have made great contributions to the Holy Sect.
Contribution, specially entered into the Holy Ancestral Hall for future generations to remember and enter into the ancestral hall." Yan Hongyu looked serious and said loudly.
A voice resounded through the void and spread throughout the entire Holy Sect.
Lin Fan looked at all this and was deeply touched. These disciples may not be high in cultivation, but they deserve people's respect.
The disciples in black robes, holding the spiritual tablets in their hands, walked into the ancestral hall with sad faces, and placed the spiritual tablets in their hands properly inside.
Lin Fan sighed and touched the chicken on his shoulder. The chicken, which had always been lively, lowered its head and chirped softly.
Ji Zai seemed to be able to feel Lin Fan's heart at this moment. Lin Fan was sad, he was sad.
"Whoa whoa……."
Chicken Boy touched Lin Fan's cheek with his little head, as if to comfort Lin Fan.
At this moment, Lin Fan came to Mu Bingyan and said softly, "Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than heaven and earth, or lighter than a feather. They died for the sect. In the future, the disciples of the Holy Sect will remember it in their hearts. Junior sisters, don't be sad. After completing the training,
Master Lanfeng’s last wish is to let her old man rest in peace.”
"Thank you, senior brother." Mu Bingyan nodded, her expression gradually recovering.
Lin Fan looked into the void and didn't know how sad Brother Xinfeng was at this moment.
The sect leader is dead, Elder Liang is also dead, and from now on only one person is left to face it alone. The burden of the disciples of Jiuxiao Sect is heavily placed on him, and I don't know if Brother Xinfeng can support it.
"Why……."
Although in the Xuanhuang Realm, it is said that the weak eat the strong, and life is like a piece of grass, but now I feel how sad it is to feel the death of a close relative around me.
A few days later.
Everyone gradually recovered from the sad atmosphere and devoted themselves to the construction of the sect. The cultivation craze of the Holy Sect increased again, and countless disciples devoted themselves to cultivation.
Perhaps this incident had a great impact on them, making them feel their own weakness and want to become stronger and protect the sect.
Lin Fan understood this, but he understood it a little late. If he could have thought of it in Cangling Continent, the Holy Demon Sect might not have perished.
Any powerful sect will one day decline, and there will also be a day when it faces annihilation.
But as long as he is alive, he will not let this happen.
Gong Bingye recovered from her injuries.
Lin Fan originally wanted him to go back, but Zhi Qiao cried and begged, and Zhang Ergou and others also said good things to her.
In the end, I didn't want to say anything more, so I let him stay and act as an outer disciple.
Wuming Peak has undergone tremendous changes in the few months since Lin Fan left. People usually come and go, just like a market, selling items found in ordinary cities.
These items are quite popular in the Holy Sect.
Lin Fan just let it go, but when he saw Gong Bingye, he felt strange. At the same time, Lin Fan admired this woman.
Dare to fight and dare to think.
As for wanting to sleep with my young master's pure body, that's still a daydream.
Who is the young master? He is the most outstanding person in the world...
Okay, no more bragging, let’s go to the treasure house to collect some.
The treasure house accumulated by the Holy Sect for thousands of years must be very huge, and the treasures inside must be very crazy. Thinking about the sad look on the sect leader's face, Lin Fan can imagine how prosperous the treasure house will be.
It’s exciting just thinking about it.
It didn't take long for Lin Fan to arrive at the location of the treasure house. It was located in a secret cave under the sect leader's mountain. There was an aura lingering there. It must have been left by the sect leader to prevent anyone from breaking into it.
.
However, Lin Fan had the token given by the sect master, so there was no problem, and the aura gave way.
"Is this the treasure house?" Lin Fan stood in front of the two stone doors and looked at them curiously, especially the two words carved on the top of the stone door.
"treasure house."
Lin Fan shook his head and sighed, who is this masterpiece? Doesn't this tell people that there is no silver in this place? If some guy is lucky enough to come here, he doesn't know what it is at first, but when he sees this
With just two words, it's natural to know that this is a treasure house without even thinking about it.
At this time, the token on Lin Fan's body slowly flew out, and a ray of light shone on the stone door.
"Boom boom..."
The two stone doors slowly opened, and Lin Fan's heart condensed.
He smelled the baby’s breath….
Thick….
Lin Fan couldn't wait to walk in. When he saw the scene inside, his eyes widened in shock.
A miser... an absolute miser.
Those treasures are densely piled on the shelves, and the treasure energy in this treasure house has condensed into substance and is very sticky.
Compared to Jiuxiao Sect, it is much more high-end.
The land in the far west is a barren land, which seems reasonable.
The position that Shengzong occupied was the flowing water of wealth, so naturally there were many treasures.
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