Half an hour later, Song Yu felt almost done. He stood up from the stone steps and patted the dust behind him. He turned around and looked at Jie Nanshi, who had not moved for a long time: "Are we going up the mountain now?"
Jie Nanshi was stunned for a moment, as if he had just come out of a trance. Instead of continuing up the mountain, he walked down the steps and came to Song Yu: "I want to send Elder Yan to the main hall."
Song Yu said hello and followed Jie Nanshi towards the main hall. He came to Zangfeng twice, which lasted for more than half a month. He had never been to the main hall and didn't know what it looked like.
This time, Jie Nanshi did not let Song Yu walk over slowly. Instead, he took his arm, and the two of them arrived in front of the hall in just a moment.
The main hall of Zangfeng does not look majestic, but standing in front of the main hall gives off a sense of lofty sword intent. There is a big drum outside the palace gate.
"This drum is called Qingtian." Xie Nanshi said, already taking out his long sword, using the sword intention as a drum hammer, and struck the Qingtian with three swords in a row: "In our Zangfeng, unless it is a big event, you can't play the drum. One drum The second drum is for serious matters, and the peak master needs to be present in person; the third drum is for major world events, and all disciples and elders are summoned to attend together."
After explaining in a few words, Xie Nanshi stood in front of the hall, waiting for everyone to gather.
Song Yu touched his nose. He was not a disciple of Zangfeng. He always felt a little embarrassed and redundant standing here. After searching around for a while, his eyes fell on the Qingtian Drum, and he quietly approached and hid behind the Qingtian Drum.
Xie Nanshi naturally noticed his actions. Although he was stunned for a moment, he didn't say much.
In a short time, all the remaining five elders had arrived. Seeing that it was Jie Nanshi who was playing the drum, the five of them were stunned. Fu Zixin, the most impatient among them, was the first to ask: "Why is the Peak Master playing the drum? Where is Elder Yan? Why haven't you arrived yet?"
Xiang Rong has the most calm personality. She tugged on Zhao Zixin's sleeve to stop him from continuing to ask questions: "The peak master has beaten the drum three times. There must be something important. When all the disciples are here, he will tell us."
Although Zhao Zixin has an impatient temper, he always listens to Xiang Rong's words. When he heard the words, he obediently shut his mouth and stopped asking questions.
In just one stick of incense, disciples gathered in front of the main hall. In the past few years, the mountain has been sealed with hidden swords, and disciples rarely go down the mountain openly. Except for some inner disciples who disguised themselves as other people and went down the mountain to eliminate strange ghosts and beasts, all the other disciples gathered in front of the main hall.
Xie Nanshi looked up at his disciples in front of the main hall. He had never been good at words, and he would not say too many words of encouragement or indignation. He just stated one thing: "The strange ghost king Yu Zangfeng appeared, and the great elder Yan Rui He died fighting hard. Three drums sounded today just to pay homage to the hero's soul."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place fell into silence. Song Yu, who was hiding behind the Qingtian Drum, couldn't help but sigh. He had already had a hunch that although Xie Nanshi seemed to be decisive in killing, he actually had a lot of compassion in his heart. This rhetoric is just to preserve Yan Rui's reputation forever. Song Yu didn't quite agree, but he didn't object. What's more, this is a selfish intention rarely revealed by the Taoist Priest. As a friend, Song Yu should not interfere.
"How is that possible!" The first person to react was still Zhao Zixin, who has the most impatient personality. In this short moment, his eyes were already red: "Didn't we just capture a clone of the White Walker King? Why is there another White Walker King? …”
"This time it's the real body." Xie Nanshi's voice was still calm, as if it was just a plain preaching machine: "In three days, I will see Elder Yan off."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the main hall. When passing by the Qingtian Drum, he glanced in the direction of Song Yu. Song Yu immediately understood and quickly followed behind him.
After the five elders appeased the disciples, they quickly entered the hall. Wen Xu, who was walking at the end, waved his fan and the door closed smoothly.
The five of them were no longer as calm and calm as before, and hurriedly came to Jie Nanshi's side.
"Peak Master, what's going on?" The elders usually call Nan Shi when they are not in front of the disciples. At this time, Zhao Zixin called him Peak Master. Apparently Zhao Zixin was anxious and had a trace of implicated anger. . But it's no wonder that although Zhao Zixin is Yan Rui's junior brother, he also brought him into the family, raised him single-handedly, and has the closest relationship with Yan Rui.
In fact, it's not just him. The masters of several elders have been practicing in seclusion all year round. Xie Nanshi's father is always out fighting demons and slaying demons. Yan Rui is responsible for most of the disciples' cultivation on this mountain. This is also the reason why he can always take charge of the peak master's duties.
Jie Nanshi looked at Song Yu. Song Yu understood, but he did not rush to take out Yan Rui, whose body and head were separated. Instead, he first took out a bed from the space. Then he placed the body neatly on the bed. Well... there was a slight accident, and I almost couldn't control my head and rolled down...
"Yan Rui! How could this happen!"
The five people looked at the corpse in front of them in disbelief. Xiang Rong couldn't help but shed tears. However, she still endured her grief and stepped forward to check. However, they noticed the obvious sword energy at the fracture of the corpse: "Peak Master, really Is it the White Walker King? Then why is there sword energy on his wound?"
"Because it was me who drew the sword." Xie Nanshi admitted without any concealment: "He cooperated with the White Walker King and had to kill him."
"You fart!" Zhao Zixin took out his sword directly and pointed it at Xie Nanshi: "We respect you as the son of the pavilion master, but you actually killed Yan Rui. He was Yan Rui! The one who taught you how to practice swordsmanship personally, led you You are so sharp in reading! How could you do this!"
Xie Nanshi frowned: "The Strange Ghost King has countless clones, and the main body is immortal and the clones are immortal. I have to do it."
"It's impossible for him!" Seeing that Zhao Zixin couldn't control himself and was about to draw his sword, Xiang Rong hurriedly grabbed his arm: "Zixin, don't be impulsive!"
One step faster than her was Song Yu, who immediately stood in front of Nanshi. From the few conversations they just had, he already clearly understood the relationship between Nan Shi and Yan Rui. No wonder he was in a daze on the way back: "I am a witness who can prove that the Great Elder really cooperated with the White Walker King. ! And Jie Nanshi never killed anyone until... the White Walker King was out of control."
"Impossible, how could Yan Rui cooperate with the White Walker King!" Wen Xu almost gritted his teeth and said: "He is the great elder of our Zangfeng! You are an outsider, who gives you the right to interrupt? The testimony you gave, and How can it be counted?!”
"Then isn't Xie Nanshi the peak master of your Zangfeng?!" After Song Yu finished shouting, he took a deep breath to calm down. Xie Nanshi was his brother. He didn't want these people to doubt him: "Xie Nanshi is good or not. You guys have watched him grow up, right? Don’t you know what kind of person he is?! If there was no other way, how could he do it!"
That's what he said, but Song Yu knew that without tangible evidence, these people would not really believe his words.
Song Yu's thoughts were running rapidly. Being possessed by the White Walker King was different from ordinary White Walkers wearing human skin. Two souls would appear in the body. The place where the spirit resides...is the spiritual sea.
Song Yu secretly took out a transmission talisman with his hand behind his back and transmitted it to Jie Nanshi: "Will the spiritual sea dissipate immediately after death?"
"No." After Xie Nanshi replied, he immediately guessed the intention of Song Yu's inquiry. "Elder Cha Yan's spiritual sea."
Zhao Zixin's eyes turned red and he wanted to draw his sword on the spot, but Xiang Rong still stopped him: "You..."
Xiang Rong winked at Wen Xu. Wen Xu came to Yan Rui's body with a heavy face and placed his fingertips on his forehead. If you look closely, his fingers were trembling.
After a moment, Wen Xu's eyes widened in disbelief: "It's actually true..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the other three people became even paler, and Xiang Rong's hand that was holding Zhao Zixin fell down.
"I don't believe it, this is impossible!" Zhao Zixin said in despair, turned around and ran out of the hall.
Xiang Rong gathered her emotions and bowed to Jie Nanshi: "Thank you, Peak Master, for saving senior brother's face in front of the disciples."
Xie Nanshi's throat was a little tight, and he opened his mouth for a long time before spitting out: "He is also my uncle."
Xiang Rong was shocked, whether it was guilt or heartache, her tears fell instantly. The other two people also bowed their heads and remained silent.
Song Yu snorted lightly, who wouldn't be sad when a close relative dies? But who among the people in this room could be more sad than Xie Nanshi, who had personally settled the matter, and it was clearly Yan Rui himself who went astray and cooperated with the White Walker King. They knew this, but they still couldn't help but express their anger.
It's just because Xie Nanshi is not on the mountain all year round, they have high hopes for him, but far and near, they can't compare to Yan Rui who grew up with them.
"Let's go back to sleep." Song Yu grabbed Xie Nanshi's arm and pulled him out. Fortunately, Xie Nanshi cooperated and followed him out of the hall without saying a word.
When he came to the door, Jie Nanshi suddenly stopped and turned around and asked, "Have any of the elders seen the ghost king's remnant soul and killed it?"
The three of them looked at each other and shook their heads. Xiang Rong added: "It can't be Senior Brother Zhao. He has been with Senior Brother Wen and I just now."
"Okay." After Xie Nanshi finished speaking, he and Song Yu walked out of the hall side by side.
Wen Xu separated himself from the sad mood, suddenly remembered what Xie Nanshi had just called them, and sighed sadly: "We just went too far, and I'm afraid we broke the heart of Nanshi's child. See you next time, It’s time to apologize to him.”
"I..." Xiang Rong was a little panicked, but in the end he just sighed: "I was wrong."
Wen Xu tapped his hand with a folding fan and looked at Yan Rui's body with sad eyes: "It's us." It has been difficult for Nan Shi to wander around looking for his senior brothers these years. Instead of being his help, they...were holding him back. people.
Xiang Rong was silent for a long time: "You guys go out first, I will help senior brother... repair his appearance."
