212, a new journey
The news of Yu Hui's death was like a strong wind, and it quickly spread throughout the entire cultivation world, and all masters and forces from all walks of life sighed. It symbolizes the fall of the characters of an era, and the era of dominance and talent eventually disappeared in the long river of time.
Yu Hui, a symbol of the times, known as the first person under the immortals, is now in such a situation. While sighing at Yu Hui's passing, the masters couldn't help but start worrying about themselves. Although there are very few contemporaries of the same generation, Yu Hui's profound cultivation cannot escape the situation of re-entering reincarnation, how can they escape? Although the secret of becoming an immortal has appeared at the moment, everything is still illusory, and not a single clue has been discovered. And among the many masters, will he become the existence that can cross the single-plank bridge? All the unknowns have caused a bleak and sad wind to blow in the entire monastic world.
Yu Hui's funeral was very crowded, and since no body was found, he could only use the soul tablet and some clothes to make a clothed tomb.
On that day, dark clouds covered the sun, and the heavens and the earth were desolate. The newly repaired courtyard of the Xiao family was covered with a thick layer of sadness, and all the disciples put on filial piety clothes to bid farewell to this Dinghai Divine Needle who had been here for many years.
Gong Yan, Wu Zhong, and Gao Fei, as Yu Hui's disciples before his death, respectively shouldered the task of resisting the spirit banner and leading the basin, and finally with the sound of "spirit", the long man and horse walked forward slowly. In front of the team carried countless paper bundles, including cows and horses, golden boys and girls, and others. The procession drove along the country road, but there were countless onlookers. Later, when they heard that the old Taoist priest on the mountain had died, they changed into plain clothes and walked behind the team to send the old Taoist priest on his last journey. In the place where the mortal blade cannot be seen, there are many cultivators, above the sky, between the mountains and rivers, or looking up close, or looking from afar, all wearing plain clothes, holding paper money in their hands, to see off this legend.
Yu Hui was vigorous and vigorous, although he was born poor when he was young, he was talented, so he was accepted by a priest and became a little Taoist priest. Xiao Hui is smart and clever, and he doesn't need to worry about the master in cultivation at all, and he has entered the realm of returning to the void in just over 20 years, and won the top position of the martial arts competition at that time in one fell swoop, becoming a well-deserved young first. In that era, there were many talents, and in any era, it was the existence of illuminating the monastic world, such as the Changchunzi who had passed away, and the Mingru that still existed today. But even so, their light could not be concealed.
Yu Hui was born poor, had a hearty personality, and was good at making friends. Everywhere you go, you must drink and talk happily, talk and laugh, even when you are facing the enemy, you are also frank and unrestrained, unlike others, and arrange a formation in advance to lure the other party into it. Gradually, his fame couldn't help but be recognized by his peers, and even enemies had to admire him for being so heroic. Later, when he went straight to Yin Mountain alone, as if he had entered a no-man's land, he finally confronted one of the four major families with his body, such a feat was unprecedented.
In recent years, although he has lived in seclusion in the Xiao family and is gradually in the limelight, he is still an untouchable existence in everyone's hearts.
Now that this being is gone, everything will change dramatically.
"I don't agree with that. ”
On the restored Taihe Palace, Xiao Ying's face was serious, staring at Xiao Quan. Xiao Hua on the side was also full of worries, not knowing what to do.
"What's wrong with the Langya Pavilion in the sea area forming an alliance with us? Now our family can survive the disaster, leaving the fire behind, all relying on the other party's help. Now, the other party has handed over an olive branch, but we have turned them away. How can it be reasonable?" Xiao Quan snorted.
"The power of the Langya Pavilion in the sea area is huge, there are eight in the realm of returning to the void on the surface, and the three pavilion masters are even more advanced in cultivation, we are not opponents at all. Now although the Xiao clan is still a member of the four major families, it has already existed in name only, once the other party is tough on us, what should you do? He, the sea forces have not had any contact with the various sects on land, and even have some grudges, once this matter is known to other fellow Daoists, how should we answer?" Xiao Ying spoke fiercely and disagreed with this matter very much.
Xiao Quan snorted: "Since this is the case, we are waiting to be manipulated by other forces." But don't blame me for saying ugly things in front, when Jing'an Division intervenes, another family will rise up and kick us out of the four major families, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you come and complain to me again, don't blame me for turning my face. ”
"You!" Xiao Ying's old face was red from these words, "You are the patriarch, you don't bear this responsibility, is it difficult for us to bear it?"
Xiao Quan sneered: "Am I still the patriarch?" he waved his hands and laughed at himself, "What else can I do?"
Xiao Ying immediately got up and scolded, but was interrupted by Xiao Hua: "Quan'er, don't be rude! Your patriarch was elected by us, so naturally no one can say that he can be dismissed." Now that our family is in a critical situation, I also know that you are bent on thinking about the family, but as Lao Qi said, we have to consider this situation. Xiao Ying was immediately full of magic when he heard this, but when he heard the words behind him, his magical face was suddenly full of disbelief, "But if you sit back and wait, it is definitely our Xiao family's nature! We are all old, you are still young, you can watch and deal with the future by yourself." When we go back to the ancestral hall, if there is a need, we will let us know, if not, don't disturb our cultivation. After speaking, he actually got up to leave, and Xiao Yue, who had not spoken, got up and followed, leaving Xiao Ying alone.
Seeing this situation, Xiao Ying was furious, Xiao Hua's actions directly ruined all his plans, and it was impossible to say anything more.
He looked at Xiao Quan and was not very excited, but only heard him say: "You are the patriarch, I will not interfere in the affairs of the clan in the future." But you have to understand that now our family has fallen into a quagmire, and one misstep has become a hatred for the ages, so think twice about everything. After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and left.
Xiao Quan didn't know that Xiao Ying was for the sake of the family, but if he didn't give it a go now, he was afraid that he would never be able to turn over. Now that the family has changed greatly, the masters have lost three in succession, and there has been a decline, hoping to turn the situation around with their own efforts.
Wu Zhong returned to the Xiao family, and it was still the rebuilt Rong'an Palace, but it had lost its vitality here, although everything was the same, but there was no familiar taste.
Abandoned since he was a child, he has always thought that the welfare home is his home, Liu's mother, who takes care of him, is his mother, and the other children are his brothers and sisters. It wasn't until he was a little older and sensible that he went out to play and met other children, and the sentence "You don't have mom and dad" made him cry for a long time. He ran back to the welfare home and asked Liu's mother if she was his mother, but he didn't get the answer he wanted. Later, as he grew older, he began to accept this fact that could not be changed.
After starting school, he was very withdrawn, afraid to talk to people, afraid to play with people, especially when he was most miserable after school. When he appeared at the gate with many children, the grandparents outside opened their arms to pick up their babies, he looked around, but found that none of these countless arms belonged to him.
This phenomenon is not better until college, because there are no more parent-teacher conferences, no more seeing parents waiting after school.
He himself thought that he had let go of everything, especially after taking this path of cultivation, he should be as pure as everyone said, but when Yu Hui left, he realized that he was already in the state of Yu Hui's father. Although the number one in the world did not give him any cultivation methods, and even gagged all the time, he still had an extraordinary status in his heart. Now, this being is gone, he can no longer see it, and in an instant, he has no home again, and he is alone again.
The cold wind was blowing outside, so that the people walking outside couldn't help but tighten their clothes and leave quickly. He turned his head, saw Gong Yan's somewhat worried eyes, and smiled: "Senior brother, don't worry, I'm fine." ”
Seeing this, Gong Yan did not let go of the worries in his heart, but said: "It's okay, it's okay." ”
Wu Zhong found that the senior brother had also been a lot haggard in the past two days, and there was also a trace of divine meaning in his eyes.
The birds chirped and chirped non-stop, as if they were looking for a lost home, but in the end they couldn't, and they got up and left after a few miserable cries on the branches, not knowing where to fly.
"Senior brother, I want to go out for a walk. ”
"It's good to go out, it's good to go out, don't stay in the house all the time, good people will be suffocated. ”
"I want to leave Shaw. ”
After a period of silence, Gong Yan's voice sounded again, but he was a little weak: "It's okay to leave." When you want to come back, my brother will pick you up. ”
Wu Zhong came to the Taihe Palace, Xiao Quan was sitting on it with a sad face, the reconstruction of the Xiao family gave him a headache, and the panic below made his mood not much better.
"Wu Zhong paid a visit to the head of the family. ”
Xiao Quan frowned and looked at the door, found Wu Zhong standing there, sighed softly, beckoned him in, pointed to a chair and said, "Come in, sit." Seeing Wu Zhong sitting down, he continued, "Have you been better in the past two days?"
"Thanks to the head of the family, it's much better. Wu Zhong said softly.
Xiao Quan snorted, and the two fell silent.
After a while, Wu Zhong said: "Today, the junior came to ask the head of the family about something, and asked the head of the family to tell me. ”
"You say. ”
Because Wu Zhong invited Langya Pavilion to keep the hope of the Xiao family's comeback, coupled with Yu Hui's death, Xiao Quan still has a high opinion of the three of their brothers and sisters.
"I want to know, how did my master die?"
When Wu Zhong left the Taihe Palace, it was already approaching dark, and Xiao Quan watched Wu Zhong leave with a tired face. He knew that Wu Zhong's departure might not come back in the short term. When he appeared in front of him again, he didn't know what kind of situation it would be.
Wu Zhong's mind echoed this conversation today, from which he knew the role played by the Langya Wang clan and the Earth Alliance in this attack, although he didn't know who the others were, but he believed that with his own efforts, it would definitely be the light of the investigation!
He stood at the gate of the Shaw family and looked back, everything was already brightly lit. The light in his hand flashed, and two letters appeared in his hand, and then disappeared into streamers. One of them was given to Li Mingyu, and the other was sent to Gong Yan. He wanted to ask his senior brother to come forward and send Xuanqing into the East China Sea, and if he and Gao Fei were willing, they could stay in the East China Sea. And you, it's time to start doing your own thing.
He exhaled, and the white haze appeared and disappeared, and his figure flickered, turning into a streamer and disappearing.