The thunder clouds dissipated, leaving no trace of the divine punishment.
The golden sunlight shines on the figure in fluttering green clothes, as if giving it a layer of holy light, and every hair is crystal clear.
Yan Chixia stared at this figure and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, Immortal, this is how it should be!
Zhang Qianyang also looked at his apprentice in shock.
He could no longer see through his current disciple. The feeling he gave him was like a high mountain and an unpredictable abyss. Even the old man did not have such power.
With just one word, he can withdraw from the punishment of heaven, and in the human world, he can intimidate the heavens. Such an amazing and talented person is actually his disciple Zhang Qianyang!
He always felt that the greatest luck in his life was spent on recruiting disciples.
Taizhen is the reincarnation of an immortal, and Taichong is an unparalleled genius. His vision and luck in recruiting disciples are unprecedented and unparalleled in the world!
It seems like... should we accept a few more apprentices?
Zhang Qianyang felt a little moved in his heart.
Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand, and the white umbrella fell, and Xu Qingxuan's heavenly soul was pulled by some kind of energy and automatically flew into the Wanren Divine Sword.
The divine sword clanged and emitted a bright sword light.
"National Master, this is..."
Yan Chixia asked.
"This is Senior Xu's own choice. His Heavenly Soul is fused with the Ten Thousand Ren Divine Sword. Perhaps after decades of cultivation, he can reappear in the world as a sword spirit."
"Transformed into a divine sword, he can finally fight monsters without any scruples, and will no longer be hindered by his physical body."
Seeking benevolence will lead to benevolence. Li Daoxuan originally planned to inject his heavenly soul into the statue and let it resurrect through the divine way. But since the other party has made a choice, Li Daoxuan should respect it.
"The great kindness of the Imperial Master will never be forgotten by Yan Chixia. However, if she is given orders in the future, she will be utterly disgraced and will never give up!"
Yan Chixia knelt down to Li Daoxuan and bowed deeply.
Li Dao
After a pause, Yan Chixia looked at the Divine Sword of Ten Thousand Rens, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I lost the ten-year contract, the Divine Sword of Ten Thousand Rens... please accept it, the Imperial Master."
It's not that he doesn't want to part with this divine sword, but this sword contains the master's heavenly soul. Even if he can't get the recognition of the divine sword yet, he still has something to think about by carrying it with him.
Li Dao
"But……"
"You can accept it and stay with you. I want Senior Xu Quanxia Youzhi, and I hope to fight with his disciples."
Li Dao
Yan Chixia nodded, stood up and bowed deeply to Li Daoxuan.
After a while, Yan Chixia buried Xu Qingxuan's body by the Xihe River, where she sat and watched the long river water and listened to the chirping birds.
"Master once had a last wish to be buried beside the Xihe River after his death. He said that he had died here once, and now he is just returning to his old land."
Taking the stone as a stele, after three bows and nine kowtows, Yan Chixia put the sword case on her back, carefully wiped off the snowflakes on the Wanren Divine Sword with her sleeves, carried it with her hand, and bid farewell to Li Daoxuan and Zhang Qianyang.
"Master once said that after his death, there is no need for disciples to guard his body. Instead of wasting his time, it would be more practical to kill a few more demons."
Li Daoxuan asked: "Brother Yan, where do you plan to go?"
"I don't know, but Master's biggest regret during his lifetime was that he could not kill the old Black Mountain demon with his own hands. As a disciple, I want to help Master complete it."
Li Daoxuan hesitated, but ultimately did not offer his help.
If he takes action, the old Black Mountain demon will never escape death, even if he has great magic power and many tricks. However, this is Yan Chixia's matter after all, and he wants to fulfill his master's last wish alone.
And giving him a goal can also motivate him to practice hard. Perhaps this is what Senior Xu had in mind.
Yan Chixia's back gradually disappeared into the wind and snow.
"Xu Qingxuan has taken on a good disciple. Yan Chixia is a sword fairy. One day, he will revitalize the Wanshou Palace lineage!"
Zhang Qianyang sighed.
"I just hope he won't be greedy for success and rush forward. After the Zhou Tianxing Dou Formation was set up, the Black Mountain Old Demon hid in the City of Fusui, like a shrinking tortoise who dared not set foot in the Tang Dynasty."
"With Brother Yan's current cultivation level, there is still a long way to go before he can fulfill Senior Xu's last wish."
Li Daoxuan suddenly thought of the abandoned Lanruo Temple, and Ning Caichen who was just born six years ago, and then thought of the old Black Mountain demon, it seemed that a legendary story was quietly beginning.
…
Li Daoxuan and his master walked in Longyou County, and even went to Qingniu to have a look, and found that even the coffin where his master slept was still there.
Zhang Qianyang had no airs about being a heavenly master at all, his eyes were shining, and he immediately lay down in the coffin and asked his disciples to cover him in the coffin.
It seems that this small coffin sleeps more soundly than the big bed in the Tianshi Mansion.
"It has to be a coffin. It's a pity that your wife is not willing to sleep in the coffin with me. She really doesn't understand -"
Zhang Qianyang opened the coffin and was about to chat with his apprentice when he suddenly noticed that Li Daoxuan's expression became extremely serious.
Even when he faced heavenly punishment before, he never looked like this.
"Disciple, what's wrong?"
Li Daoxuan said in a deep voice: "Master, you will hear it soon."
"What did you hear?"
Zhang Qianyang was a little confused.
"drum."
Just when Zhang Qianyang was about to ask again, the next moment, he suddenly heard a crisp drum sound in his ears.
Boom!
In an instant, his expression became very solemn, he held his breath and continued to listen carefully.
The drums are still beating.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
The drum sounded a total of ten times, and the people in Longyou County turned a deaf ear. Only the monks with magical power could hear it.
This is the stone drum of Longhu Mountain!
There are ten strange sights in Longhu Mountain, one of which is that the stone drum cannot be beaten. It is a divine object born in the earth. Once it is struck, it can be heard all over the world, but only monks can hear it.
The ten ringing of the stone drum means that something big has happened in Longhu Mountain and the disciples from all over the world are being called back to the mountain.
Back then in Liling City, Li Daoxuan and others heard such drums just after returning from the underworld. It was because the old master was poisoned and fell into a dream, so Longhu Mountain was beaten to seal the mountain.
Li Daoxuan had profound cultivation and possessed the magical power of listening to the wind. He heard the sound of the drum before it reached here, so he noticed it earlier than Zhang Qianyang.
"Master, was there anything strange in Longhu Mountain before you left?"
Zhang Qianyang shook his head and said: "It's impossible. Before I left, Longhu Mountain was peaceful, and the old man and Taiwei were still in charge. Now the world is peaceful, how could something happen?"
He was puzzled.
Needless to say, the old man, Taiwei is also a female swordswoman in the Yangshen Realm. Coupled with Li Daoxuan's reputation, even those hidden evil gods will never dare to take advantage of Longhu Mountain.
"Master, no matter what happens, we will find out when we go back."
Li Daoxuan took a step forward, stars seemed to be flowing in his eyes, and a golden talisman array emerged under his feet, causing ripples to ripple in the void.
Tiangang's great magical power, move stars and change fights!
Zhang Qianyang felt as if the world was spinning in front of him. With his cultivation level, he was even a little dizzy. The surrounding area first fell into darkness, and then immediately lit up.
The crisp chirping of birds is heard, the ancient trees are secluded, and the strange rocks are rugged. Even in winter, it is full of spiritual energy, the vegetation does not wither, and the familiar sandalwood fragrance floats, which makes people feel refreshed.
The blessed place of Cave Heaven is the Mansion of the Dragon and Tiger Celestial Masters.
The Longhushan disciple holding the jade hammer was stunned. He had just finished beating the stone drum, why did the Heavenly Master come back?
Suddenly, he saw the Taoist in green next to Tianshi. His pupils trembled, showing awe and admiration. He saluted and said, "I have met senior brother!"
He actually forgot to salute the headmaster Celestial Master for the first time.
Li Daoxuan looked at the white mourning clothes on his body, frowned, and said, "Why are you wearing hemp and mourning? Is it because a relative at home has died?"
The disciple's eyes showed sadness when he heard this. His mouth trembled for a moment, and then he knelt down suddenly and cried: "Elder brother, headmaster, it is... the master... he has passed away!"
Boom!
Zhang Qianyang stood there blankly like five thunders hitting his head.
The stone drum rings ten times, is the old man dead?
"No, this is impossible!"
Zhang Qianyang pointed at his nose and cursed: "It's ridiculous. When I left today, I asked the old man for a Dragon and Tiger Golden Pill. He was full of energy and vitality. Not to mention living for another hundred years, he would not live for at least twenty years. Something will go wrong!”
As a Yang Shen realm, he was sure that he would not be wrong.
Although the old Heavenly Master is already one hundred and forty-nine years old, he has advanced cultivation and does not fight as hard as Xu Qingxuan. His health-preserving skills are unparalleled in the world. He may still have hope of living to two hundred years old. How could he suddenly die? ?
"Headmaster, not only me, but all the disciples of Longhu Mountain have seen it. Oh, by the way, Master Fuxue personally presided over the funeral. Even the coffin has been buried in the back mountain."
"The decision to knock the stone drum was also made by Master Fuxue."
Master Fuxue is Liu Ningyan. Zhang Qianyang can distrust others, but he cannot distrust his own wife.
He stood there in despair, his whole person seemed to have grown much older all of a sudden.
Li Daoxuan found many doubts and said: "Let me ask you, when did the master pass away?"
"It seems...two hours ago."
"That's strange. The master is the seventh-generation Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain. Even if the immortal dies, according to the rules, the coffin must be kept for seven days, and the next-generation Celestial Master must be present and personally preside over the funeral before he can be buried. In less than two hours, why were they buried in such a hurry?"
"This... I don't know about this. Master Fuxue insists on doing this, so we... can only do it."
Hearing this, Zhang Qianyang was shocked and said: "Taichong, you are right, there must be something fishy in this!"
"Master, let's go to the back mountain!"
Li Dao
Master Liu Ningyan and her son Zhang Wei Yang knelt in front of the grave, while junior sister Taizhen knelt behind them.
The grave of the old Heavenly Master was buried together with his former wife Huang Fengyun. It was very simple, with three feet of loess and a bluestone as a monument. It looked very hasty.
Li Daoxuan immediately opened his eyes and looked at the tomb.
There is a white skeleton in the tomb with slender bones, obviously that of a woman.
Apart from that, there was no second body.
The old Celestial Master's coffin was empty, not to mention the body, there were no clothes, only six almonds lying there quietly.
"Kyoko's fake corpse technique."
...(End of chapter)
