Lin Rufan flicked her folding fan, her face was suave, sentimental and wanton.
"I know, feelings and stuff, I just looked away from it in the lower realm."
"I won't mess around."
The master of Shengxian Pavilion, Bo Momo, was not a peaceful master no matter how he looked at it.
"By the way." Lin Rufeng lowered her stance and asked, "Senior, does he know about Xiang Zhihan?"
Lord Hanshang? The anchor looked at him strangely, and then remembered that the young monk in front of him seemed to come from the same world as Lord Hanshang. Could it be an old acquaintance?
"Do you know Lord Hanshang?"
"God?" Lin Rufeng muttered these two words silently. It sounded like his senior brother was doing well in the upper world.
He is still worried about what big thing will happen to him in the lower realm due to his stubborn temperament.
"He is my senior brother." Lin Rufeng said, "We come from the same school."
He smiled and rolled his eyes. His senior brother was doing well here, and he had a backer.
I am begging my senior brother to assign him a free job, so that he can be free and at ease every day.
"Senior, please tell me where my senior brother is, and I will repay you in the future."
The anchor looked at Lin Rufeng with a bit of pity in his eyes. He sighed and said, "It would have been better if you had come a few days earlier."
Lin Rufeng didn't notice anything wrong, and just thought that Xiang Zhihan had experienced a calamity in the lower realm or had left the upper realm for something.
"What's wrong? Isn't my senior brother not in the upper world now? Where has he gone? Do you know?"
"he died."
. . .
Lin Rufeng's eyes were stunned, then he smiled and said, "Senior, this joke is not funny."
Senior brother is already a god, how could he die so easily?
This person was probably teasing him.
The anchor couldn't bear it. Under Jiang Buwan's instruction, all the immortals in the floating world thought that Xiang Zhihan died to repair the gap, so all the immortals in the floating world regarded him as a great hero who saved the world.
If it weren't for Xiang Zhihan's sacrifice, they would have turned into ashes by now.
"Hey, I'm not joking with you, Lord Hanshang is really dead." Zhu Bo explained patiently, "He died to repair the heaven. You should also feel it in the lower world."
"Are there many meteorites hitting you in the past time? It's all because there is a missing piece in the heaven."
Lin Rufeng shook his head and said with a smile, "No, you must have made a mistake."
He still refused to believe that his senior brother was really dead.
"My senior brother is a little person who has just ascended from the Qingyun Sect. How can he be a god? You must have mistaken the person."
"My senior brother is probably just a little immortal now. If you don't know, I will ask others, don't talk nonsense."
If it were a monk who had just ascended, he would not meddle in other people's business.
But the person in front of him was Xiang Zhihan's junior brother who had just sacrificed his life to save everyone, so he naturally cared more about him.
"I'm not lying to you." Zhu Bo said seriously, "Xiang Zhihan has only ascended for a hundred years. Don't say you don't believe that he has become a god. Even I can't believe it."
"How could an immortal ascend to the level of a god in less than a hundred years? Most immortals who have practiced for thousands of years are nothing more than loose immortals."
"But everything in this world never makes sense."
"Some people are born to be superior and the protagonist in the story."
"Xiang Zhihan is such a person. Although his life is short but brilliant."
Zhu Bo wanted to make Lin Rufeng believe that he was not lying and to prevent him from falling into obsession.
He clearly took out the record of Xiang Zhihan's ascension that day and said, "The person you asked about is the same person I mentioned about Lord Han."
Lin Rufeng lowered his eyes and looked at the booklet in Zhu Bo's hand. At the bottom, the words "Xiang Zhihan" were clearly written.
It was his familiar handwriting, the handwriting of his senior brother.
His hand trembled slightly, and the book fell to the ground.
He had lost two of his three souls, and staggered out in a daze.
how can that be possible? I do not believe! How could his senior brother die? !
There are so many people in the upper world, why should my senior brother, a person who has just ascended, do such a big thing as repairing the heavenly world?
Where are the other immortals? Are they all dead?
Lin Rufeng knew that what Xiang Zhihan did was a good thing, and he was proud of him.
But from an emotional point of view, he didn't want his senior brother to die at all. He would rather his senior brother be more selfish and more selfish.
"Hi, friend Xian!" Zhu Bo lowered his head and looked at the roster, then said, "Friend Xian Lin, where are you going?"
Judging from his distracted look, something is going to happen, right?
Lin Rufeng stopped. Lord Bo thought he had persuaded Lin Rufeng, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't be sad, Lord Hanshang died for the world, and all the immortals and gods in our floating world will die for the world." His kindness will never be forgotten."
"Don't worry, I will definitely arrange a good position for you."
"Don't be in a hurry to take office in your current state. Now, take a walk around the floating world to relax."
If it weren't for Xiang Zhihan's sake, Lin Rufeng would never have received such good treatment.
After all, the monks who had ascended earlier had no time to breathe, let alone rest, before they were pulled to work and forced to do things.
Lin Rufeng calmed down and asked, "I want to ask you where my senior brother lived before he was alive. I want to see it."
"You..." Zhu Bo thought for a while and said, "Your senior brother is a god, so he naturally lives in the temple."
"It's just that the temple is not a place that ordinary people can enter."
"Without the permission of the Lord God, we won't be able to get even a step closer."
When Lin Rufeng heard this, she didn't show how disappointed or sad she was. She just smiled softly and said, "Okay, I'll take a look from a distance."
"Let's do this." Lord Bo paid attention to Lin Rufeng, "The relationship between the Lord Muwan and the Lord Hanshang is the best. Go and ask the divine servant to send a message to the Lord Muwan, saying that you belong to the Lord Hanshang. Junior brother, I want to see where Lord Hanshang lived."
"The Lord Muwan will definitely agree."
"Late?" Lin Rufeng suddenly remembered the life-and-death woman his senior brother loved, and her name had the word "wan" in it.
It can't be such a coincidence, right?
"Dear Lord Muwan's name is Jiang Buwan?"
"You, a monk who has just ascended from the lower world, how do you know that?"
"I was lucky enough to meet the Lord Muwan several times when he was going through tribulations in the lower realm."
Zhu Bo suddenly realized, "Then this will be easier. If you have met the Muwan Goddess, she will definitely agree to your request."
After Lin Rufeng got the location of the temple from the master, he said goodbye to the master and started on the way to the temple.
Along the way, he could hear the immortals talking about his senior brother from time to time.
He felt proud and sad when he heard these words.
This is his senior brother, look, how powerful he is, he. . Saved so many people.
Lin Rufeng's eyes were red, and he looked up at the rolling clouds in the distance. The clouds seemed to have turned into the appearance of his senior brother.
Liar, promised to wait and meet him in the upper world.
Before he came, he left first.
