Chapter 747: Mourning (Part 2)

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Although he was invited alone, there was no difference in form. Ningxia was going to enter with everyone from the Wuhua Sect, and was accompanied by several Jindan monks whom he did not know. It is said that he is a sect member of the same mountain peak as Lin Pingzhen.

They were not surprised to see Ningxia. Ningxia estimated that Lin Pingzhen must have told them something. The group of people was going to take the high-level spiritual boat equipped by the sect to Huyang Sect to participate in the funeral ceremony.

Among this group of people, she has the lowest cultivation level, so naturally she is the one who greets others with courtesy.

After several real people responded very politely and reservedly, there was no unnecessary reminiscing among the group, and they all gathered together to chat quietly with their acquaintances.

Ningxia naturally followed Lin Pingzhen. After delivering the silk book that day, Lin Pingzhen left in a hurry because of something urgent. She had no time to ask for more details.

Today is their second meeting after the Huyang sect's sudden change. The two of them could finally sit down and have a nice chat.

Wuhua Sect and Huyang Sect are separated by more than half of the southeastern border, which is quite far compared to other sects. In terms of flying with a sword, by the time they arrive at the Huyang Sect, they might just be able to catch up with the banquet in the evening.

Therefore, the upper echelons of the sect specially arranged a high-level spiritual boat to help them reach the funeral venue on time. Taking this spiritual boat, you can reach Huyang Sect in about two hours, so the group gathered here early in the morning to avoid missing the time.

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"The battle that day was really thrilling. I didn't know that the Demonic Dao would take such a dangerous move and directly attack the Huyang Sect. If it weren't for Zhenjun Zhaohe's premeditation, the Huyang Sect might have fallen today." At this point, Lin Ping said Zhen is also very surprised. Apparently he is also the one who was kept secret from this section.

In order to gather these reinforcements, Zhenjun Zhaohe and the Huyang faction behind him must have exerted a lot of effort, otherwise things would not go so smoothly. Those people from the demonic path were taking risks, and the Huyang sect was no different, and they had been gambling heavily.

If there is a slightly bigger mistake in this strategy, the plan may go bankrupt, and the Huyang faction and even the people who are assisting may be in a disadvantageous situation.

Fortunately it was successful.

"Go back that day...are the disciples who lost control of themselves okay now?" Ning Xia naturally asked those disciples who were under controlled demon species. Although everyone seemed to be fine on the spot, who knew what the situation was inside, so don't plant any unknown bombs inside.

"It's all right. At that time, the Huyang Sect informed each sect of the records related to the demon species and some potential hidden signs after implantation, and also taught us some common detection methods. There are special elders in the sect who go out to check in person , it’s no big deal.”

"Shouldn't it be necessary to check if you go there?" Why didn't anyone come to check? Well, there must be nothing wrong with her, and Zhong Huanjian never gave any warning, so there should be no big problem. But normally if someone is investigating, they should also investigate her...

"It is said that a master with great hands and eyes is responsible for this matter and has investigated the entire sect. Not to mention you, my senior brother and I are also unaware. However, I heard that many abnormalities were indeed found... … Just rest and think, don’t think too much.”

"...I won't go around you!" Lin Pingzhen patted the person's shoulder with a bit of laughter. Couldn't it be better for the master to handle the matter quietly? Does this kid still want to be invited over for questioning?

As long as it's okay... A figure of a certain person appeared in Ningxia's mind for no apparent reason, but it passed away briefly and was quickly forgotten, so she didn't take it to heart.

"You, don't think about what you have and don't have, just concentrate on your cultivation. You have advanced too fast. Although your aura is perfect, you really need to consolidate it. In order to avoid suffering in the future, don't worry about it now. Happy."

"And that day, your swordsmanship is still a little... a bit stiff. You really need to practice it hard. Do you have any swordsmanship that you can use? If not, I will go back and give you a reference."

Um... Lin Pingzhen still said it politely. It's just bad, because she has never practiced swordsmanship at all. She used the whip dance sword to fight monsters that day, which is naturally ugly.

This is the third time, whether with good intentions or not, it seems to be poking at this point in her. Damn it, she would practice swordsmanship in seclusion, spend a lot of time practicing her swordsmanship to a point where she could be seen by others, and then go out and strike out.

Otherwise, someone will say that she is not worthy of such a good sword as Chong Huan.

"By the way, Uncle Lin..." Ning Xia deliberately changed the topic of the other party and quickly changed the topic to what she had always wanted to ask before.



As the morning light faded, the spirit boat flew towards the west.

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The funeral ceremony of True Lord Zhaohe was held in a grand manner, and it was the most honorable standard that a True Lord of Nascent Soul could achieve as the leader of a sect.

From now on, he will be buried with his ancestors in the mausoleums of past leaders, and will no longer have to deal with foreign affairs.

There were already disciples of the Huyang Sect waiting at the door. They were dressed in black and white spiritual clothes and looked sad but respectfully leading the visiting disciples of various sects.

The Huyang Sect was different from the last time she came here. Everything was adorned with charms and spiritual ornaments to requiem the soul and wish for the afterlife. Ningxia guessed that such a large-scale requiem spell was not just set for Zhenjun Zhaohe. After all, many disciples of other sects of the Huyang sect had died in the past few days.

The overall slightly pale tone makes this already ancient and decadent sect even more disgraceful. But the strange and undoubted appearance of decline reveals a flourishing business, a part that has recently sprouted and represents new power.

The newly added new furnishings, the renovated main hall, and the cleaned floor that is spotless and smooth as new... everything is showing their differences to visitors.

The visiting monks were wearing various plain school uniforms. There were not many of them, but most of them were those who had reached the threshold of cultivation. They were different from the group previously sent to participate in the Mirror Inquiry Ceremony. Yes, they represent different meanings.

The death of the head of a mid-level sect is indeed not a very important matter, and it is not worthy for other sects to send so many golden elixir proud men to express their condolences.

But this time is different. The deceased Lord Showa recently led the righteous reinforcements to severely defeat the power of Shengyun Palace, the leader of the Demonic Path. He also exposed the power of the Demonic Seed, and even learned the shocking secret of the Demonic Path colluding with evil spirits from other worlds.

These news all shocked the righteous people in the southeastern border, and it was impossible for them to regard these matters related to their vital interests as a smile line.

Everyone senses the huge risks hidden behind these things. In the face of the risks that may be faced, the possible calculations of Lord Showa and the disciples who died in vain in this farce become somewhat insignificant.

In the corners of Ningxia that they couldn't see, various powerful people had already reached various agreements. Today's solemn and extraordinarily grand funeral for Lord Showa, to say the least, is just an incidental link in the agreement between these caring people.

Probably only he himself knows why Lord Showa died.