White mourning flags were flying everywhere in Shenyin Pavilion.
White lanterns lit up one after another, and the pale lights swayed, illuminating the entire Shenyin Pavilion.
The disciples of Shenyin Pavilion put on mourning clothes. Each one of them didn't know why, but they just obeyed the order and put on mourning clothes.
The mourning flag fluttered in the night wind, and the sound it made was like the roar of a bull's head and a horse's face.
In front of the mourning hall, countless ever-burning lamps were lit and cigarettes were filled.
Lying in the huge coffin was a very beautiful woman, with even breathing and a calm expression.
Yan Yi had already changed into mourning clothes, and looked at the funny scene in front of her, smiling bitterly in her heart.
"Will this work?" Yan Yi said.
Yu Zhi also put on white mourning clothes, shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Who knows? There are no other good ideas at the moment. I hope that the death of Pavilion Master Yan will make Cang Bielie's conscience aware."
Looking at the mourning hall in front of her, Yan Yi finally felt that this was ridiculous.
This is really my first time doing a funeral for a living person.
Lei Jun on the side said: "Brother Yu, you really did some tricks. You made yourself fake death in Nanzhou Mansion. When you came to the north, you made Pavilion Master Yan fake death. As expected of you."
Yu Zhi pushed Lei Jun aside and continued: "Tomorrow morning, let people spread the news. Shenyin Pavilion should have many ways to make Pavilion Master Yan fake his death. If you deceive Cang Biere, you can delay some time."
"Of course, the worst outcome is that the two seniors, the fisherman and the woodcutter, fight Cang separately."
Everyone knew it was a big gamble.
Yu Zhi used Yan Muyan's "death" to bet that Cang Farewell would stop.
This night, no one slept.
Everyone in Shenyin Pavilion was busy decorating a desolate scene.
The sky in the east has just turned white, and countless white paper flowers have begun to fly from the top of Shenyin Pavilion, flying deep into the mountains with the cold wind in the morning.
clang.
The bell tolls seven times to honor the deceased.
The news that Yan Muyan, the master of Shenyin Pavilion, died last night quickly spread to all parts of the northern border.
No one can know this news.
But Cang Bielie must know.
In front of the mourning hall, everyone was worried and looked at the sky in the distance from time to time, wary of Cang Biere's arrival.
Yan Muyan has temporarily lost his breath, and his body is also pretending to be like that after death.
Yu Zhi looked around and said with dissatisfaction: "Everyone, Pavilion Master Yan is dead, so you should act more sad."
Everyone looked at Yu Zhi with confusion written on their faces and ignorance in their eyes.
They all know the truth, but they are still crying and crying.
Sorry, we have a bottom line and cannot do this kind of thing.
Now, among this group of people, the two old men, the woodcutter and the fisherman, had serious faces and stared at each other.
Nie Feng and others could not be more calm.
That Lei Jun is still laughing, laughing at your sister!
Even Yan Yi, who was kneeling in front of the soul, looked at Yu Zhi blankly.
Yu Zhi thought of Yu Lan, and if that girl was here, he would be filled with emotions.
Yu Zhi sighed deeply and said, "I expected that all of you would be useless. Fortunately, I was prepared."
Yu Zhi took out an onion and peeled off the skin. A spicy smell floated in the mourning hall.
Yu Zhi didn't care about anything, and waved the onion in front of everyone's eyes.
"Don't use your true energy. Otherwise, everyone will die here today!" Yu Zhi threatened.
The mourning hall must have the atmosphere of a mourning hall.
"You are the protagonist today, please apply more." Yu Zhi stretched out his fingers covered with onion juice and wiped the corners of Yan Yi's eyes.
Suddenly, tears flowed out of Yan Yi's eyes uncontrollably.
"Yu Zhi, is this possible?" Yan Yi said.
Yu Zhi raised his hand and waved away all the spicy smell in the mourning hall.
"Cang Bieli has been pursuing Pavilion Master Yan for decades. Even if this love is fake, he has deceived himself for decades. There are thousands of words in the world that cannot be compared to love. You follow me Do as you say." Yu Zhi said firmly.
In fact, Yu Zhi had no confidence at all.
But at this moment, he needs to build confidence in everyone.
...
On the top of Cangshan Mountain, Cangbieli was meditating attentively, breathing the first ray of purple clouds in the morning.
Today is the day he is reborn, the day he has dreamed of for decades.
He wants to adjust himself to the best condition.
Cang Jin and Cang Tu stood below, looking at Cang Farewell with reverence in their hearts.
Yesterday, Cangshan had already swept through all the larger sects nearby.
Those who submit will submit, and those who destroy the clan will destroy the clan.
What the ancestors of Cangshan have never accomplished will be accomplished in their generation.
During the half-year period when the mountain was closed, Cang Biere led people up and down Cangshan Mountain to practice. No matter who it was, their cultivation level improved to a higher level.
The qualitative leap also allowed Cangshan to surpass Shenyin Pavilion and Broken Blade Sect by far.
There are six experts in Cangshan who are ranked ninth in the Open Monument.
More importantly, Cang Bieliang's current state has far exceeded the peak of Kaibei Ninth Grade.
Cang Jin didn't know what method Cang Biejie used, but the improvement of his realm was undoubtedly a good thing.
Cang Jin lamented: "I thought that after what happened to Cang Shui, Cang Mountain would be in ruins. Fortunately, the mountain owner is extremely talented. In these troubled times, when we unify the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the number one sect in the world will be just around the corner. Then we will no longer have to suffer. The Chu court is angry."
Cang Mu beside him also nodded happily.
"I think the mountain master has broken through and become a strong master. Even if Li Haomiao comes, there is no need to be afraid. I have to thank Li Haomiao for sending the master's insights to the mountain master."
The two of them laughed, laughing at Li Haomiao for being so arrogant, and laughing at Li Haomiao for being a fool who had cultivated a strong enemy for himself for no reason.
At this moment, Cang Biejie opened his eyes, and there were two black mist burning in his eyes, which looked extremely strange.
The next moment, Cang Bie appeared in front of Cang Jin and others.
"Mountain Master."
"Yes. Let's go to Shenyin Pavilion."
"yes."
Cang Jin and others were extremely excited. As long as they took down the Shenyin Pavilion and Broken Blade Gate, the hundred thousand mountains would all return to Cangshan.
In their opinion, under the absolute strength of Cangshan, Shenyin Pavilion and Duandaomen can only surrender like those sects yesterday...or die!
Just when Cang Bie left the mountain, Cang Shan's disciples hurriedly came to report.
"Mountain Master, Elder..."
"Why should you be so flustered? How can you be so polite?" Cang Jin scolded.
The disciple panicked and said: "For the record, Mountain Master, Yan Muyan, the master of Shenyin Pavilion, died of illness last night. At this moment, everyone in Shenyin Pavilion is wearing hemp and mourning."
Cang Jin and the others looked at each other, their faces full of disbelief.
Cang Bieli's eyes narrowed and he said in disbelief: "Impossible, today is only the third day, how could Yan'er die?"
Seeing how excited Cang Bie was, the Cangshan disciple replied blankly: "Shenyin Pavilion only announced that he died of illness, and there is no other news."
Cang Bieli then turned into a stream of light and flew towards the direction of Shenyin Pavilion.
Cang Jin and others stood there, at a loss for a moment.
They all knew about the past twenty years ago, and knew that Cang Biejie had always been deeply in love with Yan Muyan.
But it happened that Yan Muyan died today.
"What should we do now?" Cangmu asked.
Cang Jin stroked his beard and said: "Everything the mountain master did was for Cangshan and for Yan Muyan. But now Yan Muyan is dead. I'm afraid the plan will change."
"No matter what, we will rush to Shenyin Pavilion to see the situation."
...
In the Shenyin Pavilion, Yu Zhi gave Yan Yi lyrics from time to time.
For today's scene, Yu Zhi stayed up all night and planned everything, including how Yan Yi should deal with Cang Bier.
After all, Yan Yi is Yan Muyan's biological daughter, and her words are the most convincing.
At this moment, the fisherman opened his eyes and said, "Here we come."
Yu Zhi and Yan Yi looked at each other, and then Yu Zhi disappeared into the mourning hall.
In the sky, Cang Bielie had already seen countless mourning clothes in Shenyin Pavilion, and the bells were ringing continuously to see off the souls of the dead.
Cang Bieli looked at all this, her heart was cut like a knife, but her eyes were still in disbelief.
"Impossible, how could she die? Why did she die?"
"I don't want her to die, Yan'er, how could you die!"
Cang Bie landed in front of the attic on the top of Shenyin Pavilion.
The next moment, the disciples of Shenyin Pavilion blocked Cang Bieliang's path with their swords.
"Who came to my Shenyin Pavilion to cause trouble?" The fisherman walked out of the mourning hall and stared at Cang Bi.
The tears were not dry at the corners of his eyes, so he wiped them deliberately.
Why did you smear so much onion juice on me? It's so spicy.
Cang Bieli didn't know the reason, and said: "I want to see your Pavilion Master."
The fisherman sneered, his face full of anger. "The master of the pavilion is deceased, thanks to you. Cang Farewell, today I, Shenyin Pavilion, will bid farewell to the master of the pavilion. If you are interested, please leave as soon as possible."
Cang Bielie held the Farewell Sword in his hand, and his figure did not move. A wave of true energy rippled out, completely repelling the surrounding Shenyin Pavilion disciples.
"You can't stop me. Today, I must see Mu Yan!"
The fisherman also walked out of the mourning hall and roared: "Cang Bielie, do you really think our Shenyin Pavilion is easy to bully?"
Cang Bie looked at the coffin in the mourning hall, and her heart seemed to be stabbed by thousands of swords at the same time.
"Step aside!"
Just when Cang Biere was about to take action, Yan Yi walked out slowly. She said to Cang Biere: "The visitor is a guest. Lord Cangshan is here and he is here to worship my mother. You guys get out of the way."
Seeing this, the two fishermen walked aside.
Cang Bieli walked forward quickly until he reached the mourning hall. He saw Nie Feng beside him.
Nie Feng burst into tears, and his eyes couldn't stop crying.
Damn that boy, he stuffed the whole onion into my eyes, and when I recover, I will not be a human being until I take revenge!
Yan Yi stood beside Cang Bieliang and said calmly: "You were the one who hurt me with the sword. From now on, Shenyin Pavilion will seek revenge on you. I will kill you with my own hands and take your head to sacrifice." Worship my mother."
Cang Bieli clenched his hands and murmured: "No way, she can't die. That sword won't kill her so quickly. Today is the last deadline. Li Haomiao can save her, even if Li Haomiao doesn't come, I won’t let her die either.”
"How could she die? This shouldn't be like this, how could she die?"
Cang Bieli took another step forward, wanting to investigate.
Yan Yi immediately stopped her, stood in front of Cang Bieliang, and said, "Don't touch my mother's body! You don't deserve to touch her! My mother is willing to die, but she just doesn't want to see you, let alone let you save her."
"She is dead. Before she died, she didn't want to see you. After she died, she promised you a stick of incense, just a stick of incense."
