Chapter 642: Teacher Zhao, good night!

It's just that the funeral will not be interrupted by Sandao's absence, and Xu Lian didn't have time to pay attention to Sandao's movements, so he stood obediently and faced forward with a calm expression.

At the beginning of the end of the crowd, several middle-aged people slowly approached, and in the center was a tall man.

Xu Lian recognized his identity, his name was Lin Han, and he was a powerful figure in both the political and business worlds of the capital.

But Lin Han did not belong to the Longji Pavilion, in other words, he appeared here as a student of Zhao Yunting.

Among Mr. Zhao's students, are there any big names of this level?

Lin Han held Zhao Yunting's ashes in his arms, step by step, and walked to the tombstone, but the whole person hesitated for a long time like a sculpture, and then he was reluctant to bury the ashes.

The slight trembling back made everyone's noses sour.

Some fragile women couldn't help but shed tears.

The tombstone is erected, and the five big characters of the master of Longji Pavilion are extremely eye-catching.

Lin Han, as a student representative, made a speech.

His voice was not loud, but the venue was even more silent, and every byte resounded in everyone's ears like a drumbeat.

"What impressed me the most was not the current Zhao Pavilion Master, but the Teacher Zhao who was full of peach and plums before the revival of aura. ”

"I was born in a poor place, and the word knowledge was an unattainable luxury for our children there, until Mr. Zhao appeared, and he used half of his life savings to build a school for us, buy textbooks, and almost single-handedly undertake the teaching of all subjects. ”

"He was always very generous, every time he paid for an article he wrote, he would buy us a new batch of book tools, and he was always very picky, a shabby coarse cloth suit, which he wore for ten years, and never took it off. ”

"At that time, he was usually the last to leave the school, and every student had to go to him before going home, listen to him say goodnight before falling asleep, and now he is tired and sleeps alone, and we, who are students, have not even been able to give him a good night......"

Speaking of this, Lin Han's resolute facial features suddenly trembled, and the whole person was a little out of control.

Several student representatives of the same age walked over and patted Lin Han on the shoulder to soothe his emotions.

At this time, Li Enqiu slowly walked out of the crowd.

Facing the tombstone, the body is straight.

"Pavilion Master Zhao, good night. ”

It was just a simple five words, but it made Lin Han and several of his classmates stunned.

They knew the process of the funeral, and when Lin Han finished speaking, everyone bowed and said goodbye to Zhao Yunting.

But Lee changed the bow to a good night.

"Perhaps, this is the way that Pavilion Master Zhao wants to see farewell. ”

Li Enqiu said softly.

Lin Han nodded gratefully at him, and then straightened his chest as well: "Teacher, good night." ”

"Good night. ”

"Good night, teacher. ”

A soft sound, slowly echoing through the valley.

The drizzle gradually stopped.

When the funeral was over, everyone was amazed to find that a rainbow appeared in the sky, colorful and arched like a bridge connecting the cemetery to heaven.

On that bridge, there should be Mr. Zhao.

Everyone thought beautifully.

In the afternoon of the same day.

The Yixing Operations Office has resumed its work, and several pavilion masters, including Li Enqiu, have also gone to visit the treasure land of Longbei Mountain, but when they see the terrifying battle traces in the grotto, everyone's mood is still inevitably heavy.

Xu Lian followed Li Enqiu's side, but he didn't have the heart to recall the battle at that time, but quietly glanced at Nie Yu: "What about the kid with the three swords, this is his territory, shouldn't the job of accompanying the guest be his?"

"Li Bing seems to be in poor health, so I couldn't attend the funeral in the morning. ”

"Damn, the chain fell at the critical moment. ”

Xu Lian muttered angrily, but he felt strange in his heart, when he came out of the treasure land, the three knives were not injured heavily, why did he feel sick at this time?

Could it be that he personally abolished Duan Shiting's cultivation, and felt unhappy in his heart, so he went to have a private meeting with Duan Shiting?

In Xu Lian's heart, he had already regarded Li Sandao and Duan Shiting as pioneers who broke through the shackles of the world.

At this moment, Li Enqiu's voice suddenly came from the side: "What is the prophecy left by Pavilion Master Zhao?"

"Huh?"

Xu Lian was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he had been taken to a secluded corner by Li Enqiu unconsciously, and the remaining pavilion masters were not nearby, even Nie Yu, who had just spoken to him, didn't know where to go.

His eyes rolled, and Xu Lian said, "Just four words, stick to your heart." ”

"Hmm. ”

"Don't, what about your prophecy?"

"Break and then stand. ”

"Gone?"

Xu Lian frowned, "Just four words?"

However, he didn't get an answer, and what he was waiting for was Li Enqiu's meaningful gaze.

It's like asking rhetorically, is your prophecy only four words?

But the problem is that the second half of the prophecy belonging to Xu Lian is too ashamed, how can he be embarrassed to take it out.

So the atmosphere froze all at once.

Until Li Enqiu asked another topic: "'Cutting Stars' is the most profound sword technique in the Dragon Pavilion, you have to practice diligently, don't rely too much on the power of the soul jade." ”

"Damn!"

Xu Lian's voice rose sharply, almost attracting the attention of others, "You really peeked at my prophecy, Lao Li, this is a matter of quality, if you don't want me to stab this matter to the upper pavilion master, you can just tell your prophecy obediently." ”

It's a pity that in the face of this threat, Li Enqiu was completely unmoved.

Instead, he looked at Xu Lian with a foolish gaze.

""Star Chopping is not a relic left to you by Pavilion Master Zhao, but I put it in an envelope after discussing it with the Pavilion Master. ”

"Really?"

Xu Lian didn't believe it a hundred.

Moreover, even if this was what Li Enqiu meant, he opened the envelope, didn't he take a look at the content of the prophecy?

Li Enqiu was too lazy to rip off: ""Cutting Stars" and "Moving Mountains" are in the same line, and they both need to be comprehended under the premise of cultivating "Taishang Creation Chapter", at that time, in the battle of Longbei Mountain, the Lord of Zhao Pavilion passed on the plum wine to you, and this sword trick will naturally be handed over to you." ”

"Plum wine?"

Xu Lian was curious: "Is that its name?"

With a soft roar, a silver sword appeared in his hand.

On the sword body, there are a little plum blossoms, arrogant and cold.

But this wine ......

Xu Lian couldn't understand it.

The name is too strange to look like the name of a sword at all.

Li Enqiu didn't say much about it.

Just complimented: "It's a good sword." ”

How powerful the Amazing Sword in Li Enqiu's hand was, Xu Lian had felt it up close, and being able to get his approval was enough to prove the strength of Meizijiu.

But where is its strength, I'm afraid Xu Lian still needs to explore it himself.