Yan Muyan's death was difficult for Cang Biejie to accept.
He had clearly planned everything, but why did he kill Yan Muyan?
Cang Bieli could only look at the huge coffin, he couldn't even see the woman in the coffin.
Cang Bieli still stood where he was, not lighting the incense or making any other movements.
Others in the mourning hall secretly clenched their fists, wary of Cang BiEr.
Now everything is as Yu Zhi expected, Cang Biejie's love for Yan Muyan is not false.
Nie Feng was still weak. He stood up and said, "Cang Bieli, it was you who killed Mu Yan, and you who harmed her. If you give me a chance, wait until I recover my cultivation and fight you to avenge Mu Yan." !”
"Or, get lost and don't disturb us as we send Mu Yan off for the last time."
"Either you kill me now, and I will accompany Mu Yan on the road to hell!"
Cang Biere didn't look at Nie Feng, his voice was low, and he looked directly at Yan Muyan's spiritual tablet.
"I want to take her away!"
Yan Yi stood in front of Cang Bielie, and she prevented Cang Bielie from getting close to the coffin.
Even if Shenyin Pavilion's secret technique of suspended animation is extremely clever, it is not guaranteed to deceive Cang Biejie.
Yan Yi said in a deep voice: "Master Cangshan, please respect yourself. This is the territory of my Shenyin Pavilion. This is my mother. Who do you think you are? You have no name or status."
"Get away!" Cang Bieli had murderous thoughts.
Yan Muyan died, and everything he did seemed to be meaningless.
Yan Yi did not back down and continued: "My mother had expected you to come before she died. She cast a secret technique. If you dare to touch her, her body will turn into powder and no bones will be left!"
Cang Bieli's eyes dimmed and his chest felt tight.
"Mu Yan, why does Mu Yan do this to me...why?"
A roaring sound echoed in the mourning hall, and the black mist wrapped around Cang Bielie's body like a burning flame.
"Yegui..." Feng Tianyi was shocked. He has seen too many night ghosts and people who have been alienated by night ghosts, but he has never seen such a thick black mist on a human race.
Fishermen and woodcutters secretly circulate their Qi, ready for war at any time.
Starting a war is the last resort. It is a desperate situation where it is better to be in pieces than in ruins.
Yu Zhi hid aside, feeling a little bit bad in his heart. He was only afraid that Cang Bieliang would go crazy and desperately want to destroy Shenyin Pavilion.
It's a big gamble.
The bet was won, and Shenyin Pavilion was saved from today's disaster.
If the bet fails, both the jade and the stone will be destroyed.
Yan Yi was also secretly anxious, but still spoke out: "The old friend has passed away, and the past cannot be recalled. Lord Cangshan, if you still miss my mother's decades of friendship with you, don't disturb my mother's funeral."
"After my mother is laid to rest, even if Cangshan doesn't come to my Shenyin Pavilion, Shenyin Pavilion will go to Cangshan to seek justice!"
"If Master Cangshan insists on causing trouble in Shenyin Pavilion today..."
"Disciples of Shenyin Pavilion listen to orders!"
Everyone said in unison: "Yes!"
"Anyone who insults me, the master of Shenyin Pavilion, or disturbs the soul of the master, will be killed without mercy!"
Everyone: "Kill!"
Shenyin Pavilion showed its edge, Yan Yi was dressed in mourning clothes, his whole body was full of true energy, and he vowed not to retreat until he died.
Cang Bieli stared at the coffin with a complicated expression, without taking a step forward. The black mist surrounding him gradually dissipated.
After a long time, Cang took three sticks of incense and bowed three times to the spirit tablet.
"Mu Yan, let's go!"
At this moment, Cang Bieli's breath began to change.
There is no surge of black mist, nor the blessing of night ghost power.
A faint sadness emanated from Cang Bielie's body, and also infected the people around him.
In the old days, there was a saying in the mountains about separation, it was difficult to see each other, and it was difficult to see each other again.
What will happen to my soul tonight? It’s painful to miss my loved one, and to miss you dearly.
Two lines of tears rolled down Cang Bieliang's eyes, recalling the past when he was young, when the boy was wearing bright clothes and angry with his horse, and the girl was smiling like flowers.
The Farewell Sword trembled lightly and made soft moaning sounds.
The soft chanting sound is like babble, telling parting and full of longing.
Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have hurt parting, and even more embarrassingly, they have left the Qingqiu Festival in the cold.
Cang Bieli just stood, staring at Yan Muyan's spiritual place, and the rippling sword intent made it difficult for everyone to get close.
Sad emotions invaded everyone's moods like a sword.
"Farewell Sword Intent..." Yu Zhi felt the sadness in it seriously.
Parting is also missing.
"He's going to break through." Nie Feng murmured.
Everyone looked at Cang Bibie with envious and extremely complicated expressions.
No one thought that Cang Bielie would break through at this time.
Yan Muyan's "death" touched Cang Bieliang's heartstrings, causing Cang Bieliang to take the last step that she had not taken for decades.
The tenth grade grandmaster!
The Farewell Sword Intention is now perfect, helping Cang Farewell ascend to the pinnacle of martial arts.
Previously, Cang Bielie had only been able to exert the fighting power of a tenth-grade master with the help of Ye Gui's power.
Now, Cang Bielie has become a true master.
If you plant flowers intentionally, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will create shade!
Yu Zhi wished he could slap himself, but the good show he put on actually made Cang Biere.
After a cup of tea, Cang Bibie's aura was completely restrained, and the rippling sword intention of Farewell also disappeared.
The tenth grade grandmaster, this is the real tenth grade grandmaster.
Everyone is facing a powerful enemy.
At this moment, Cang Biejie is truly the number one person in the North, and no one can compete with him.
Cang turned around and walked towards the outside of the mourning hall.
As he walked, he said: "Mu Yan has passed away. On the day of mourning, I will see her off for the last time."
"If Shenyin Pavilion wants revenge, I will be with you at any time."
Immediately, a figure on the top of Cangshan Mountain turned into a stream of light and passed through the heavy clouds.
Cang's parting voice echoed in the sky above Shenyin Pavilion.
"What belongs to Cangshan Mountain, return to the mountain."
"During the mourning period of Shenyin Pavilion, if anyone dares to invade Shenyin Pavilion, he or she is an enemy of me."
It wasn't until Cang Bibie's voice dissipated that everyone in the Shenyin Pavilion breathed a sigh of relief.
This scene deceived Cang Biejie and gave Shenyin Pavilion a chance to breathe.
But this scene also allowed Cang Bieliang to break through the last hurdle and become a tenth-level grandmaster.
Cang Biere's last chance turned out to be this fake show.
Yu Zhi walked out from behind the mourning hall and said quietly: "It seems that Cang Biejie's feelings for Pavilion Master Yan are true. Alas, it's a pity that Prince Xiang has a dream and the goddess has no intention. This is my uncle's wife."
The woodcutter kicked Yu Zhi angrily and said angrily: "Where is your uncle? His wife is about to die, and there is no trace of her. Give her back!"
Yu Zhi said aggrievedly: "What does it have to do with me? I can't stand him for being such a heartless man. Why don't you go beat him up."
The woodcutter was so angry that he could not speak.
If you beat Li Haomiao, you are asking for a beating yourself.
There was a trace of worry in Yan Yi's eyes, and he said: "Cang Bieli breaks through the realm, and no non-tenth-grade grandmaster can stop it. We still need to find our father quickly. Otherwise, Shenyin Pavilion will never be the opponent of a tenth-grade grandmaster."
Yu Zhi scratched his head and said sheepishly: "Sorry, I didn't expect Cang Bielie to break through at this time."
Yan Yi didn't mean to blame. "It's not your fault."
No one would have thought that Cang Bielie would break through like this.
"Time is also destiny." Nie Feng sighed. "Cang and I fought for decades, but I didn't expect that he would break through before me."
Because of Cang Bieliang's situation, everyone's mood fell to the bottom.
The only hope is to find traces of Li Haomiao.
The entire Shenyin Pavilion was filled with a solemn atmosphere.
After seeing Cang Bielie's appearance, the disciples of Shenyin Pavilion all knew what happened.
News of Cangshan annexing other sects spread.
Put these together and it's not hard to guess something else.
"Senior brother, Cangshan destroyed many top sects in one day. We fought without a single blow. Are we, Shenyin Pavilion, our opponent?"
"Sigh. Cangshan has made such progress in the half year since it was closed. I'm afraid we were hiding our strength before. Our Shenyin Pavilion...is in danger."
"I heard that there are six great cultivators in Cangshan. Their strength is definitely not comparable to Cangshan."
"Hmph, what are you afraid of? The worst is possible. I will die for one life!"
"That's right, the Pavilion Master was killed by them. I won't lose if I kill one Cangshan Dog, but I'll make a profit if I kill two!"
.......
The mourning hall is still in the attic.
The coffin remains for seven days before burial.
In other words, during these seven days, Shenyin Pavilion will not be invaded by Cangshan.
At dusk, Yu Zhi stood on the top of the mountain, blowing the last warm wind of the day.
The setting sun melts gold, and the dusk clouds merge together.
The setting sun in the distance dyes the sky red, and the bright red fire clouds are the last beauty of autumn.
Yu Zhi also felt a little bit about the farewell sword intention that Cangbieli exuded when he broke through the realm.
It is difficult to see each other after separation, and it is also difficult to say goodbye when we meet.
The slow spring breeze blows thousands of miles, and the pear blossoms turn into lovesickness.
The pear flower sword intention rippled out, and a breeze rose from Yu Zhi's body and blew to the distant sky.
In an instant, Yu Zhi's aura began to grow.
Buzz!
The pear flower sword flew out from the general armor on the chest and danced in the air.
The sword light flickered and turned into pieces of pear blossoms flying down.
A pear blossom sword dance on Zhujian Mountain, all the pear blossoms fell, expressing all my longing.
For just a moment, Yu Zhi's aura stayed at the level of the seventh level of the monument.
The next moment, Yu Zhi opened his eyes, waved his hand, and the sword came!
The meaning of the sword ripples like water waves, and the sword light intertwines and flickers.
On the top of the mountain, people danced with swords, and swords danced.
Yu Zhi poured out his true energy without any reservation, pouring all his heart and soul into his sword moves.
The true energy of martial arts flows through the meridians, and the eighteenth meridian in "The Little Man Picture" is constantly being washed away.
Once, twice....
Yu Zhi didn't seem to feel the pain caused by the tearing of his meridians, he drew his sword again and again, and moved around again and again.
After a few breaths, Yu Zhi flew forward with his left leg, and terrifying power came out, shattering the rocks in the distance.
The three major meridians on the left leg are completely widened.
A steady stream of power flowed through Yu Zhi's left leg.
The sword dance continued, and Yu Zhi continued to practice.
Many people in the attic saw the scene where Yu Zhi broke through.
It's just such a small realm from the seventh level of Kaibei to the seventh level of Kaibei.
But for many people, it may take years.
It has only been half a year since Yu Zhi entered the seventh level of the Open Monument, and his cultivation has further improved.
Nie Feng said: "It seems that he also gained something today."
Lei Jun said with some envy: "When I first met Brother Yu, he was only at the sixth level of breaking armor. Unexpectedly, in just a few months, he has become a strong man at the seventh level of opening monument."
"This kid's talent is not inferior to that of Li Haomiao. Even his father Yu Shanhe is not as good as him." Nie Feng sighed leisurely. "But the important thing is that intelligence follows his mother."
"His deeds in the north are enough to be called brave and resourceful." Bai Qigang praised him. He glanced at Lei Jun, the boy was still cheerful.
Today's plan was undoubtedly successful. Even though he was unintentional, Cang Biejie became a tenth-level master.
But there is room for relief in the crisis of Shenyin Pavilion.
"This will be the next Li Haomiao." The fisherman lamented, "Why don't we, Shenyin Pavilion, have such an outstanding disciple?"
As he said this, the fisherman looked at Yan Yi and thought to himself: Girl, you have to work hard.
Yan Yi heard the praises from several people and felt happy for Yu Zhi.
Today's outstanding performance has made Kyoto's years of infamy become a joke.
Hidden dragon is in the abyss, hidden deep and cannot leak out.
Now Yu Zhi will only receive countless kind words.
