Seeing that there was no way to keep pretending to be sad, Zhang Feixuan pretended to be reluctant to collect his emotions, walked to Song Yin and said:
"Senior brother, my condolences."
Song Yin glanced at him, and that glance also happened to see the junior brothers behind Zhang Feixuan.
"Uuuuuuu——!"
Somehow, the junior brothers cried even louder, and each one of them made a gesture of sadness and was in pain.
Zhang Feixuan's mouth twitched vaguely. When it comes to acting, these people are their real junior disciples, not ordinary disciples, because each of them has entered the palace.
Come to think of it, if you don't know how to act, how can you survive in Jinxianmen for a long time.
"Senior brother, people cannot be resurrected after death. We are all very sad when our master dies. But now we have a big plan ahead. Please put aside your grief temporarily and lead the Golden Immortal Sect!" Zhang Feixuan said with cupped hands.
"Yes, senior brother!"
Wang Qizheng raised his hand, stopped knocking, let blood flow from his forehead, cupped his hand and said: "Senior brother, I agree to take the position of leader!"
There's nothing sad about that look.
If the second and third ranked people proposed there, the rest of the people would naturally not object and have no way to object.
Besides the senior brother, who else is qualified to take charge?
Song Yin straightened up, took a deep breath, suppressed his sad emotions, and said:
"You're right, people can't be resurrected after death. At least I don't have this ability now. Even if I have access to the netherworld and have the ability to bind spirits and send generals to connect with the netherworld, I still can't find the master's soul in the first time. This is like a ghost. Those souls are scattered. The evil way is too vicious!"
Tong, Tongyou?
When did this happen?
Senior brother is also at the sixth level?
Zhang Feixuan pursed his lips and did not dare to speak. He just lowered his head and maintained the posture of cupping his hands.
Forget it, don’t care about people’s talents as great immortals, don’t care about them.
It is true that Song Yin failed to find the soul. After the last encounter, he became immersed in the underworld, could create small supernatural powers, communicate with the soul, and see the nature of the world. But the more he did this, the clearer he became about the master's The soul has completely dissipated, leaving no trace.
Those evil spirits who were beaten to death by him would still have souls if they were not refined by the Great Fire.
But the master's soul was completely gone!
"Brother!"
Zhang Feixuan didn't think so much, and directly persuaded him: "I also invite senior brother to take the position of head of the sect. From now on, he can judge everything in the sect and regulate everything in the sect!"
"Okay!" Song Yin nodded heavily.
"Ah?" Zhang Feixuan was stunned for a moment.
Don’t you have to give in three times?
He had already thought of the rest of his words.
Song Yin suddenly agreed, which made him a little unresponsive, but after thinking about it again, he seemed to be the kind of person who would do his job and not make any illusions.
"From now on, I am the leader!"
Song Yin glanced deeply at Jinguang and said in a deep voice: "Master, I will inherit your legacy and carry forward the Jinxian Sect!"
"See Brother Head!" Zhang Feixuan knelt on the ground, cupped his hands and bowed his head.
"See Brother Leader!!" The remaining people made the same movements as him and shouted in unison.
There was no sadness in their expressions, they were all very solemn.
It seems that no one misses the golden light.
Indeed, there is no need to miss them, everyone is dead. These ordinary disciples themselves have not been paid attention to by the golden light. They have been in the first and second levels all year round. If it were not for the senior brothers, some of them would still be hanging around in the first level.
The first level of Shou Zhuo, what is the concept? It is to refine Qi and consolidate it all day long, for fear that the magic power produced will dissipate, and practice hard every day, not daring to act rashly.
In the past, for the mission of Golden Light, they deceived mortals outside and lost the magic power they had worked so hard to refine. As a result, they had to practice it again after returning to the mountain. If they were unlucky, they could die directly outside.
Thinking of the second level, it was all hard work and carefulness. Jin Guang didn't care so much, he just wanted to be a mortal.
It's different now that the senior brothers are here. They don't have to go down the mountain regularly to find mortals. They can take pills and practice peacefully. No matter what their qualifications are, they are at least comfortable. They no longer look like coolies on this mountain, and feel a bit like real Qi practitioners. .
Although it was painful to be tortured by my senior brother, compared to this world, the pain was nothing. It was a good thing not to die.
Those who are still alive are really smart people who do not eat people or kill anything, and barely survive on the mountain. Those who are a little crazy will have died long ago.
The main reason is that there is no way to eat and kill. The mortals in the outside world who can be deceived by them will be more miserable than the last. If they can be deceived to the mountain, it is good. This is the 'precious resource' that Jin Guang wants. And there is no conflict with them. Who would kill people for fun, and they are not evil sects with boundless faith.
Despite this, Jin Guang didn't treat them as human beings, and he never taught them anything except the most basic Qi refining techniques.
The disciples of the sects that besieged the sect just now were all in their twenties and thirties, but they were at least third level. There were about twenty of them, but most of them were first and second level. Isn't this the result of not having enough cultivation resources? , it is a most normal cultivation method without any special features, practiced according to the normal track.
But now that I think about it, luckily I didn’t act like a human being
If they become human beings, just like Zhao Yuanhua, how can they escape the eyes of their senior brother?
For disciples like Zhang Feixuan who created branches and were considered to be at the core level, if Jin Guang dies, the human elixir method is gone, and the human elixir method is gone, then there is nothing to think about.
You can't run away anyway, and now that the biggest trouble is gone, what else are you thinking about, let's just go and do it with your senior brother.
"Master, just wait, I will save you."
Song Yin looked at Jin Guang, his eyes full of determination, and said: "If refining qi doesn't work, then build the foundation. If building the foundation doesn't work, then I will achieve the golden elixir avenue! One day, I will recreate the soul and save you!" "
As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, and the main palace in front was shrouded in white light and gradually transformed. A huge palace like a pagoda flew out of his sleeves and was directly placed on top of the gradually deformed main palace. The main hall was used as the foundation to form a new palace.
This big palace looks familiar to Zhang Feixuan and others. This is the branch of the Soundless and Silent Sect in Jiangjun City. The senior brother put it away at the time, but now that he sees it, it is for direct use.
The palace in front of us towers into the clouds. The original main hall of the Golden Immortal Gate is connected to the palace above and below. There is no trace of splicing at all. It is like a pagoda-style palace that was originally integrated. Below is the main hall, which is the largest. And going up are layers of pagodas.
It looks majestic and brilliant, and is incompatible with other buildings in the square.
Song Yin waved his hand again, and a gust of yellow wind carried the golden body and followed him into the hall.
The rest of the people did not dare to delay, and stood up one after another and followed Song Yin.
The severed Qingbao statue in the hall was still there. Song Yin glanced at the statue and sighed: "Originally, I wanted to renovate this statue to give my Golden Immortal Sect a brand new look, but now."
With a flick of his hand, the decapitated statue of Qingbao transformed directly into a stone lotus platform. At the same time, a yellow wind swept up, looking like a futon.
Then, Song Yin placed the golden corpse on it, and when the yellow wind rolled it, the golden corpse moved immediately, directly assuming a meditation posture, and sat on the yellow wind futon.
Song Yin cupped his hands in front of the golden light and said in a deep voice:
"Master, I will not let your body decay. Although you are dead, your will is the foundation of our Jinxian Sect. You can watch carefully here and see how I carry forward the Jinxian Sect and save our world. Human purpose is everywhere in this world!”
(End of chapter)
