"I'll ask you one last time. Qingyang Dao Chang's eyes were bloodshot, and his beard was messy like a handful of grass: "You have returned to Di Cuixuan at the beginning of your ugly time?"

"Yes. Shao Heng sat cross-legged, his face like white paper.

Knowing that there is no grass on the peak, the sun can't resist the scorching sun, and the night can't resist the frost.

Caves were carved out on cliffs, and Shao Heng was locked in one of them.

The forbidden runes flickered down like flowing water at the entrance of the cave, except for Shao Heng and Qing Yang, the surrounding prison cells were empty, and it was obvious that Qing Yang had placed him here on purpose.

However, in addition to preventing the people in the cave from escaping, the forbidden runes also blessed the cave with a strong gravity, making it difficult for Shao Heng to move forward, and he could only meditate on the ground and constantly consume his true qi to resist.

Qingyang squatted on the ground and roared in a low voice: "Then why did several handymen see you hurrying back to Yuquan Peak at the end of the day?!"

Shao Heng clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Disciple...... I don't know ......."

Qingyang scolded fiercely: "XX's! Shenxiao Purple Thunder Sword...... Shenxiao Purple Thunder Sword ...... Go to XX's Shenxiao Purple Thunder Sword!"

He slammed the ground and smashed a big hole directly on the ground at the entrance of the cave, with a red face as if he was drunk, and his voice choked: "Senior brother is obviously injured, Lao Tzu is still waiting to fight with him! Senior Sister Qingxuan...... Waited for him for so long...... Why did he die? How did he die from such a serious injury more than 20 years ago, so how can he ...... now?"

Qingyang covered his eyes in front of his nephew, but he couldn't hold back the tears in his palms.

Shao Heng's face was beating violently, he gritted his teeth, and he didn't make any sound, but the smell of blood had already spread in his mouth.

On that day, first the alarm bell of Guiyuan Peak rang three times, and then the law enforcement disciples of Mingxin Peak came in line and asked him to go to Guiyuan Peak.

The law enforcement disciple's expression was serious, but his attitude was still respectful, but when he saw him quietly practicing in the room, some surprise flashed in his eyes.

At that time, he didn't know anything.

Now that I think about it, the other party is probably surprised why he, the "murderer", can still be in the house unhurriedly.

Shen Yuanxi stood in front of the Cunzhen Palace, and Shao Heng wondered why the senior brother couldn't go in.

When he saw the figure lying quietly in the main hall, Shao Heng's whole person was like five thunderbolts.

When Abel roared like a beast and cursed himself, he understood everything he said, but he couldn't.

His brain seemed to stiffen, and it wasn't until Abel committed suicide on the top of the main hall that Shao Heng realized that his master was dead, and he was called a murderer.

Murderer?

Shao Heng wanted to laugh, but could only let out a sad and angry whimper.

He watched Qing Xuan Zhenren kneel beside Qing Yan's body with an expressionless face, grabbing his hand, and there were wet tear stains on the cuff bluegrass.

He listened to Uncle Qingjing, Uncle Qingwen, and Uncle Qingyang arguing fiercely with the others, and even fiercely arguing with the first seats.

He heard them say that the wound was caused by the Shenxiao Purple Thunder Sword Technique, and when he heard them say that Qingyan did not resist at all, he must have been extremely close to him.

Then, Tailu Zhenren ordered him to hand over the Natal Immortal Sword and hand over the rest of the things he was carrying.

Then, he was treated like a sinner and escorted to Zhihui Peak.

Know the return to the peak.

Shao Heng thought mockingly, back then they wanted Shen Yuanxi to be ruined and expelled from the school, but now, is it dealing with themselves?

"But...... Why...... Are you going to kill Shizun?" Shao Heng thought about it countless times in the past three days, and regretted it countless times.

The person who was as gentle as his father and taught him word by word is really gone.

“…… Don't worry! Before Uncle Taihao comes back, Lao Tzu will protect you!" Qingyang Daoist said a lot of words, but Shao Heng didn't listen to a word, only the last sentence:

“…… You're the last ...... When you see your master, you must think carefully about whether Qingyan has revealed any tone. You have to think about it, what's wrong!"

"I don't understand. Shao Heng muttered.

"Lao Tzu doesn't understand either. Qingyang sighed.

"I don't understand why Abel would say that I killed Shizun. ”

After three days, Shao Heng calmed down a little, suppressed the grief in his heart, and seriously thought about the ins and outs of everything.

Qingyang's face was ugly: "Abel has always followed your master, and he should be the most trustworthy person." The same is true, although there are loopholes in what he says, everyone has to be cautious. ”

"Abel's testimony is one of the main reasons why Lawyer Tai's uncle made the decision to detain me Zhihuifeng. ”

"The Heavenly Machine Sword is the second ......" Qingyang Dao Chang spread out his palm, and the black long sword appeared in his palm along with the scabbard: "Zha Lei Shi...... The human evidence, the physical evidence, and the corresponding scars are all complete, and the time is vague and left aside for the time being. But...... Even the pig knows that you are Qing Yan's only apprentice, what motive do you have to kill him, and then you still stay in Cunwei Mountain in a good way? You are the person brought back by Lao Tzu, unless you are a madman, how can you do such a thing?!"

"Thank you Uncle Qingyang for your trust, but for now...... The matter of my injustice is small, and finding out the real culprit who killed Shizun is the first thing!" Shao Heng said every word, as if countless blood qi came up from his throat.

"Not bad...... Qingyang stood up, paced back and forth at the entrance of the cave, and said to himself, "But the problem is ...... This is the real murderer...... This is the real murderer......"

Qingyang's words were not spoken for a long time.

Shao Heng sneered in his heart.

Yes, the cultivation of the Shenxiao Purple Thunder Sword Technique is difficult, and it requires the cooperation of chance.

However, that doesn't mean that no one has practiced.

In particular, you can flip through the pages of this sword recipe at any time.

Whether it's fur or bones, no one can say.

The person who can make Qing Yan die without the power to resist is either someone he is extremely familiar with, or his cultivation far surpasses that of Qing Yan.

This person, most likely, most likely, is some of the first elders.

The real person in charge of Guiyuan Peak has been retreated, Yuquan Peak Taihao real person is in Yuxu Mountain, and the rest are: Mingxin Peak Tailu Zhenren, Xuanwu Peak Tai'an Zhenren, Biluo Peak Taisong Zhenren, Zixia Peak Taiyue Zhenren, Chaoyang Peak Taiyi Zhenren, Tianyou Peak Taichen Zhenren.

Shao Heng: What they can think of, everyone else has also thought of.

Therefore, at that time, on the Cunzhen Palace, the strange and condensed atmosphere was like a stagnant water that had not flowed for thousands of years.

Shao Heng looked down at his slightly trembling palm, and fell into deep thought, he didn't even know when Qingyang Zhenren left.

Regarding his situation, Shao Heng is not as worried as Shen Yuanxi and Xiao Yu.

Because he had heard them tell them all the details of the palace in the Cunzhen Temple, he knew that this evidence alone could not completely convict him.

What's more, this matter is too unbelievable.

What's more, even if he is really guilty of a heinous crime, how to deal with him should be decided by himself after the first Taihao Zhenren of Yuquan Peak returns.

Zhihuifeng seems to be a prison, but it is not a temporary safe place.

If he was still in the Dicuixuan of Yuquan Peak, or if he was in a forbidden room of Guiyuan Peak and Mingxin Peak, would he be quietly killed in it one day, pretending to commit suicide in fear of crime.

When Tailu Zhenren made this decision, everyone didn't understand.

But Shao Heng sensed Tailu Zhenren's determination.

Empty and unobstructed to know the return to the peak, coupled with the Qingyang Dao Leader standing on his side, is already the greatest tolerance that Tailu Zhenren can do.

Shao Heng quietly sorted out the four paths, and the pressure brought by the forbidden runes around him was like a mountain, but fortunately, except for a few people who were extremely close to him, no one knew that he had formed a golden pill.

The Heavenly Illusion Shadow Bead is not a treasure of the Star Luo Sect, and when it was in the Cunzhen Palace, it also hid everyone.

Therefore, at this time, all the things that restricted him were still aimed at the monks in the condensation stage, and with the release of the Qingyang Daoist, Shao Heng's real feeling was not as difficult as others imagined.

It's just that Qingyan Zhenren's death has dealt him a big blow, so it makes him look very haggard and embarrassed compared to usual.

Shao Heng had imagined many times and many ways what the enemy would do next. Even, he wondered if it would be Cun Weishan himself who had a problem.

However, he, like Shen Yuanxi and everyone else, never expected that such a huge hole would appear inside Cunwei Mountain.

And the enemy within oneself is so palpitating and terrifying.

Knowing that there was no grass on the return peak, Shao Heng looked out from the cave, and saw the red yellow land at a glance, and the countless cave entrances on the dark mountain were like dark eyes, looking at himself with pity or ridicule or malice or bystanders.

That day, everything slowly flowed through Shao Heng's heart.

From the time he asked Abel Qingyan if he was out of the customs, to the bits and pieces when he went to Jinquan Bay at night.

Before Qing Yan died, he said a lot to him and told him some things that he didn't know.

However, on this lonely Zhihui Peak, what repeatedly surfaced in Shao Heng's heart was what Qing Yan said again when he left: "You are my disciple, and you will always be." ”

No matter what kind of situation, no matter what kind of setbacks he encounters, he Shao Heng will always be a disciple of Yuquan Peak and a disciple of Qingyan from beginning to end.

"Master...... Do you ...... Have you already expected today's scene?" Shao Heng closed his eyes, and two lines of tears finally flowed slowly.

………………

On the peak of Guiyuan, in the Hall of Heroes.

The body of Qingyan Zhenren has been moved here and lies quietly in front of the tablet of the ancestors of Cunwei Mountain.

In front of the patriarch's tablet in the center, there is a forever bright candle flame that will never be extinguished, and the sword pond fish fairy sword that has stored the past of the real person is quietly hanging aside.

Since Qingzun ascended, there was an extremely light cyan mark on the Chiyu Immortal Sword, and from time to time it emitted a faint green glow under the light of the candle flame.

In the Jiying Palace, Qing Xuan Zhenren knelt beside Qing Yan, and she looked at the martyrs in the hall, it had been a long, long time.

In a few days, another place will be added to this.

"You have lost your soul, even if the ever-bright candle burns all night in the future, won't you feel the slightest?" Qing Xuan was tired, changed his posture, and exposed his slender and beautiful back to the door.

It was quiet, not even a trace of wind.

Qing Xuan's gaze seemed to look at the distant mountains: "Isn't it ridiculous that I am willing to accompany you until you die?"

If time could be turned back, would she still be as proud, and would he be so proud?

Qing Xuan really thought so.

However, the reason why time is precious and life is precious is because these things can never be repeated.

She couldn't help but reach out and hold Qingyan's cold hand, and suddenly her expression froze.

Qing Xuan withdrew her palm and looked at her palm with trembling eyes.

On the palm of his hand, a white orchid suddenly bloomed slowly.

Qing Xuan's petal-like lips couldn't stop shaking, looking at the extremely inconspicuous line of small words on it, tears quickly filled her eyes.

She stared at Qing Yan's face: "This is the last thing you said to me? This is your only wish?"

The withered flowers of the night orchid bloomed again in Qing Xuan's palm, reflecting the orchid grass embroidered on her sleeve.

I don't know when, before he died, Qingyan clenched the orchid that had fallen into dead grass.

He couldn't afford to leave the slightest message, only the words he had intended to entrust to her.