"You are Wang Yi?" Zhang Shaotong's eyes were flat, and he asked quietly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Zhang Xianzun, you really have entered reincarnation, and you don't recognize me anymore." Wang Yi sighed and said, "Back then, you had a dream that you came to Beiluo Xing after reincarnation to ask me for the Sword of Compassion, so you came to find it and entrusted it to me to keep it. ”

When Zhang Shaotong heard him tell about his past life, he was not moved, but asked directly: "Where is the sword of love?" ”

"Sorry...... It's rain and sunshine. She was born with a congenital disease, a thousand years ago, she was destined to fall, it was I who wanted to keep her life and soul, lost her longevity, and covered her life and soul with the sword qi of pity with her magical powers, so she was able to stay by my side for another thousand years...... It's also my love for my daughter, and once and again in the millennium, I have suppressed the rejection of her by cultivating it, and now that the longevity is about to end, it's time to return the pity to the immortal honor......" The old man's mind gave birth to a trace of sadness.

Zhang Shaotong showed a gloomy glint in his eyes, and said: "This time I came to take the love sword, and he can find a place for her to reincarnate one day." The tone was extremely flat, without the slightest emotion.

"Immortal Venerable, I know very well that the day I return the sword should be the day of her death, and I don't think about it. Just ......"

"Oh? What else do you have? Zhang Shaotong's eyes froze, and his eyes showed a cold look.

"Yes, I am dying, I would like to ask Immortal Venerable to stay in Beiluo Star for five years after my death."

"Five years?" The cold light in Zhang Shaotong's eyes was even worse.

"It's just because, the candidate to take over as the next sect master, my apprentice Wang Qi, is still in retreat to impact the Dao Whirling Realm, and it will take five years for him to break through. I would like to ask Immortal Venerable to guard my Miluo Sect for five years. Wang Yi's thoughts were filled with pleading.

"I have no intention of doing anything within your sect." Zhang Shaotong obviously wanted to refuse.

"Immortal Venerable, you came here because of a dream, but now you come like a dream because of my death. I have guarded the rain and sunny for thousands of years with pity, it was the fate that you entrusted me with back then, and now I am dead to you, and I have guarded my sect for five years, which is also the fate of my death. Immortal Venerable is a person of high cultivation, and he must understand the truth. ”

Zhang Shaotong lowered his head and groaned: He said that Wang Yuqing was a pity, but seeing that the woman's mind was broken, he was afraid that the matter of pity would be ruined, and he must have this preparation in his heart, not only can he make a request to me, but he is afraid that he will not come for no reason.

After a moment of silence, he raised his head with a decisive look in his eyes: "I promise you, but you have to tell me how to take your daughter's soul from the mercy." ”

Wang Yi sighed: "Immortal Venerable is really abundant, back then, since Yuqing and Regret have become one, the whole person has no intention, it seems that he has not won the love of Immortal Venerable." I can tell Xianzun about the method of collecting Yuqing's life soul, but you still need to promise me that you will not take her soul down for five years. When you leave this place, take pity. Immortal Venerable, would you like to make an oath? ”

"Yes!" Zhang Shaotong's eyes showed a coldness, his hand flipped over, and a small golden seal flew out of his palm and flew towards Wang Yi.

Wang Yi raised the old man's hand and caught the small seal.

"Okay, Immortal Venerable, this is my formation that ends with Yuanshou, this array can collect Yuqing's life soul, and it is completely separated from the Compassion Sword, and it will never be connected with the Compassion Sword." As he spoke, a golden formation appeared in his hand, floating towards Zhang Shaotong.

Zhang Shaotong stretched out his hand to grab this formation, checked it, and sure enough, as he said, it was a soul-taking spirit array, and there was a trace of Yuanshou's breath in it, and with a flip of his palm, he collected this formation in his sleeve and disappeared.

"Immortal Venerable, I'll send you back to the mountain gate." Wang Yi pointed at Zhang Shaotong, and a purple light flew out, and when Zhang Shaotong was near, he turned to Bian Lan, and a teleportation force was born where he was standing, sending him back to the barren land.

When Zhang Shaotong appeared, he saw that Wang Yuqing was standing in front of him, as if waiting for himself: "Zhang Gongzi, how did my father order?" Wang Yuqing's eyes showed a hint of anxiety, but this anxiety looked very empty and unreal.

"Let me stay here for five years and guard your mountain gate." Zhang Shaotong's eyes were flat, but he didn't say anything about leaving this place with the Sword of Pity five years later.

Wang Yuqing lowered her head faintly: "It seems that Yuqing can only live for five years." Childe, please come with me, and I'll take Childe to the place where I stay. ”

Zhang Shaotong followed Wang Yuqing to the courtyard behind the last hall in the mountain, which was originally Wang Yi's residence.

What was prepared for Zhang Shaotong was a small building next to the hall where Wang Yi originally lived, which was very gorgeous and exquisite, and the interior furnishings were also very elegant.

In the building, Wang Yuqing owed to Zhang Shaotong: "Yuqing, this will not disturb the son's rest." He turned around and walked out of the small building.

Zhang Shaotong flicked his sleeves, the door of the small building creaked shut, turned around and walked towards the stairs, until he reached the top floor of the small building, meditated on a large wooden couch, and closed his eyes.

There are only two major Xiuzhen sects on Beiluo Xing, one of which is the Miluo Sect where Zhang Shaotong is now, and the other is called Beilin Sect, these two major sects have existed on Beiluo Xing for a long time and have never been in harmony.

During the two months that Zhang Shaotong meditated in the small building, Song Qing and Song Lan, the two sons of the sect leader of the Beilin Sect, often brought people from the sect to the mountain gate of the Miluo Sect to provoke, but they were only verbally abusing and teasing, and there was no positive friction.

Wang Yuqing is taking care of everything in the sect, and she will come to Xiaolou from time to time to visit Zhang Shaotong, but Zhang Shaotong has never opened the door for her.

Two months later, Wang Yi sat in the retreat to dissolve the autopsy, and a funeral was organized in the sect.

In the first hall of Jinshanmen, it is covered with white cloth, and the empty mourning hall has no coffin, only a set of spirit cards.

Wang Yuqing knelt in the middle of the mourning hall wearing a white linen head and a filial piety shawl, and a few tears fell from time to time in her eyes, but her eyes were empty, flashing with a very unreal sadness.

Zhang Shaotong wanted to come to the mourning hall for the first time in four months, he opened his eyes for the first time in four months and walked down the small building, and came to the mourning hall in the first temple of the mountain gate, looking at the disciples of the sect kneeling down one by one to worship the spirit cards on the hall, but there was no wave in his heart, and he did not feel anything.

Some of the elders and disciples with higher cultivation levels in the sect looked at him from time to time, but after seeing his plain and cold face and the bland aura on his body, none of them stepped forward to talk.

They knew that this was a distinguished guest invited by the old sect master, and this distinguished guest seemed to have no intention of being with ordinary people, but there was an indescribable calmness and indifference in his expression, they didn't want to provoke such an unknown character, let alone go up to talk about it. (To be continued.) )