Inside the iron prison, Yuntian's body was weakly leaning against the wall, motionless.
Because the light was dim, I quickly said to Yunyue and Yisong: "Open the cell door quickly!"
Yisong quickly opened the cell door, and with Yunyue's careful voice, I ducked into the iron cell. At a glance, I saw that Yun Tian was silent at this time, but his whole body was so shriveled that only a pair of
Skinny!
"What's going on?" Yunyue asked in surprise.
I couldn’t help but be confused!
I saw an extremely obvious tooth mark on Yuntian's neck, and there was a trace of blood next to the tooth mark. But looking at Yuntian's whole body, he was already so shriveled that there was no trace of flesh and blood.
It was obvious that Yuntian's flesh and blood had been sucked dry, his eyes were wide open, and his old face was full of pain...
"Dead..." Yisong stretched out his hand and touched Yuntian's mouth and nose. The old guy had long since died.
At this time, I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and the black figure running out of the secret passage suddenly appeared in my mind.
Could it be him? My heart skipped a beat. I had no way of knowing who this black figure was. But he was as powerful as the sky, yet he sucked all his blood alive. Is this black figure really a human being?
Yunyue also had a livid face and said: "Master, what should we do now?"
"Yuntian is meant to die, but the circumstances of his death cannot be leaked to anyone. Let's keep tonight's events a secret for now. In addition, we will start investigating all the disciples in the mountain tomorrow to prevent him from getting mixed up among the disciples." I said.
Yunyue nodded, and after taking a look at Yun Tianhou, who was so dry on the ground that there was no trace of a human being, she could only leave with a complicated expression.
That night, Yunyue led a group of trustworthy disciples and checked all the places overnight, but could not find any trace of the black figure...
Early the next morning, I brought the coffin containing old man Chen Mie's bones to Maoshan Hall and gave the old man a grand funeral.
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Looking at the countless disciples in the hall with their arms tied with white cloth, and then looking at the old man Chen Mie who weathered into a skeleton in the coffin, I always have a strange feeling in my heart!
I feel that the thousand-year-old evil creature that died together with old man Chen Mie is very likely not dead!
Even, he is the black figure...
But if this is true, when this thousand-year-old evil thing is not dead, but is still hiding in Maoshan Mountain, this is undoubtedly a time bomb that can be detonated at any time. Once it explodes, the consequences will be unimaginable!
This time he killed Yuntian, so next time, he will probably kill other Maoshan disciples, and even I will not let them go...
My heart was solemn as I watched the coffin of old man Chen Mie slowly leave the Maoshan Hall with the support of all the disciples.
I followed the crowd, and next to me, there were three of them, Xiao Wu, all wearing sackcloth. Old Chen Mie could be considered their master, and they should also attend this funeral.
According to Maoshan's sect rules, old man Chen Mie was a Maoshan master-level figure, so he was buried in the thousand-year-old forest of Maoshan.
In this ancient forest, there are dozens of tombs, large and small, and each tomb basically represents a person from a certain era in Maoshan.
I chose a treasured land with the best scenery for old man Chen Mie, and then built a tombstone for him there. Next to the tombstone was the iron sword he used during his lifetime.
The iron sword was stained with rust, perhaps because the owner was no longer here, and even the wind blade was a little curled up, making it dull and dull, like a piece of scrap metal.
I saw it in my eyes and couldn't help but sigh.
It is said that leaving a name during life and becoming famous after death made Old Man Chenmie choose to die together with the ten thousand years of evil, but who knows this name?
I silently watched the Maoshan disciples and Yunyue and the others bowed and offered incense to the tombstone, and then called Xiao Wu and the others up.
"Go and pay homage to your master." I said.
Although the eldest disciple Shang Qinglin is usually not serious, at this time, he was very sensible and obedient. He led his junior brothers and junior sisters to kneel on the ground and respectfully offered incense to the old man Chen Mie.
"Old man, this is the disciple I adopted for you. It's a pity that you can't see it anymore..." I said in my heart.
Soon, the three disciples finished paying their respects. Under the eyes of many Maoshan disciples, I slowly walked to the front of the tombstone, and then slowly knelt down on the ground.
I looked directly at the tombstone, my eyes red!
Although old man Chen Mie is crazy, he has indeed taught me my skills and has saved me many times in times of crisis. Besides Uncle Quan, the two people I am most grateful to are him.
Without him, I wouldn't even be able to be the so-called leader of this Maoshan Mountain.
At this moment, it was the first time that I felt grateful to the old man Chen Mie in a serious and heartfelt way.
I gritted my teeth and murmured: "Old man, don't worry, as long as I stay in Maoshan for one day, I will manage Maoshan well. You can look at me from heaven. I, Zhou Lingfeng, will definitely live up to your original expectations... …”
After I said this, I took the three large incense sticks handed over by Yunyue and kowtowed respectfully to old man Chen Mie!
"Old man, let's eat and drink well in heaven!!"
I placed the incense in front of the tombstone, glanced at the rusty iron sword, and finally regained my composure.
Before leaving, I did not forget to tell Shang Qinglin and Xiao Wudao: "Da Lin, Xiao Wu, you two will come to Gu Lin every day to refill your master's incense, and bring a bottle of wine with you."
"I understand, Master." Xiao Wu stuck out his tongue at me.
I nodded, always thinking about the traces of blood on the iron sword...
Ten minutes later, I returned to the Head Hall and called Yunyue and Yunshan over.
After the civil strife in Maoshan, many disciples were killed and injured, and two mountain-guarding elders were lost. It can be said that the strength has been greatly reduced. Now under Maoshan, I don't know how many righteous disciples are gloating about the misfortune.
So now, I have to regroup and regain my strength as soon as possible. Otherwise, if the Xitian Sect attacks again, I won’t be able to stop them.
I sat at the head of the Head Hall, with Yunyue and Yuntian sitting on my left and right respectively.
I paused and said: "Two leaders, you also know the current situation. Now in Maoshan, there are strong men hiding inside, and the Western Heaven Sect is watching covetously outside. The road ahead for us will not be easy."
Yunyue and Yunshan nodded, their faces showing a bit of solemnity.
Yunyue said: "With the current situation in Maoshan, if we want to restore our strength, we can only recruit more disciples and other masters. This is the fastest way. I suggest that we hold a Maoshan disciple recruitment conference to recruit more disciples." Qunxian..."
Yunyue's suggestion is exactly what I thought. To quickly restore strength, we must absorb fresh blood.
"The disciple recruitment conference is feasible, but at the same time, we must quickly rectify the order of disciples within Maoshan. The elders who protect the mountain have already left two of them, and there are still some disciples who have joined Yuntian, which has caused panic among many disciples..." Yun Shan Yedao.
I nodded, "Indeed, the two elders are right. It is imperative to recruit new members and rectify the internal order! In this way, Elder Yunyue will be responsible for recruiting new members, and Elder Yunshan will be responsible for rectifying the internal order of disciples. But these things,
It will take a few days to be implemented.”
"How many days will it take? Why?" Yunyue asked in surprise.
I raised my eyebrows and said calmly: "Because in the past few days, we have to catch that guy first..."