There is a saying that it is said that the rooster cries and sees the sunrise, but now the rooster cries have not crowed, but the monstrous cry of the people has slowly called out the rising sun.

Yanhuang City is like spring all year round, the sky is not covered by dark clouds, the dawn of the first morning sun will cover the mountains with a layer of glow, wrapped in a layer of warmth, because people like to practice martial arts in the morning, not to mention the tradition of cutting away martial arts, just because the outside of the house in the early morning is warmer and more suitable in the dormitory. Today, however, the noisy shouting of the cols is gone, replaced by a uniform howl.

Ju Feng sat in the ancestral hall of the house in a daze, letting the senior brothers who came and went to dispose of the old man's body. During this period, whenever his senior brother came to persuade him, he ignored it, was cautious and considerate, and temporarily left Ju Feng alone in the ancestral hall to be quiet.

When the old man dies, it is not so easy to rest in peace, first of all, he must stop the coffin on a nearby hill for three days, accept the mourning of sect leaders from all over the heavens, and then he can be cremated on the top of the mountain, turned into a pinch of incense ash, and live in the incense shrine.

Ju Feng doesn't go out, but it doesn't hurt, there are not many people who know that Master Xuanzhi has thirteen apprentices, and the red tape is free to deal with the senior brothers. Hua Xueyue saw that the sun on the first day had gradually set in the western mountains, and the people and horses who came to mourn had already walked wave after wave, and Jufeng was obsessed with the ancestral hall, so she decided to call a few people from civilization to the mountain pass. After the Yanhuang faction had properly settled the place, they went to work on the handover of the old and new sects of their own sect, and they had no time to take care of these people.

Alas, the old will eventually pass, and the new will always come.

……

In fact, if it weren't for the major event of the master's funeral, it would be rare to see the bustling scene of this mountain in his life. In the past days, the direct family of the Yanhuang faction was scarce, starting from the master of Xuanzhi, it became a common practice, the master can be described as a teacher of Zhongxing, and there are countless legends in his life, and no matter whether the story of breaking the armor with his bare hands explained by the old man in the ancestral hall on the mountain is true or not, it cannot change the noble position of the old man in the sky.

"Do you say, after we die, we can be so admired by all people?"

Wen Wen sat on one of the branches of the towering tree, leaning against the trunk of a person embraced by a person, one leg hanging down, the other leg bent, his eyes fell on another mountain, and asked the other person beside him.

Where is the other one?

Wenming didn't answer for a long time, turned his head to look, but didn't see a figure, until his eyes lowered, and he saw a pair of legs and a swaying body.

Politely hung upside down on the branches, the scene in his eyes was naturally upside down with the world, I don't know if the words were also heard as something else, or if he didn't pay attention to listening at all, in short, he only cared about his own leisurely wandering, ignoring the civilization on the side.

Wen Wen picked down a leaf, held it in his hand, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it at his white face in mid-air. Where will politeness make the sneak attack successful, his body swayed in the air, his waist and abdomen were forced, and he sat back on the branch.

"There are assassins!" Politely shout!

Wen understood and snuggled up to the trunk of the tree without saying a word.

Seeing that Wenming didn't intend to cooperate with his performance, politeness had to sit firmly, look in the same direction as Wenming, and raise a disdainful expression.

"It's good to be able to make people look up when you're alive, but if you're afraid of being too lonely after you die, I'll hire a few bands with you and rock crazy every day, how about it? It's just that this cost may not be less, I just lost a hundred yuan a few days ago, and now I am stretched, why don't you pay a little in advance? ”

The gag of politeness, Ren Wenming's good temper is unbearable. Civilization lifted his bent leg up and fell suddenly, and the whole branch began to sway. The politeness was shocked, and he repeatedly said that he would show mercy, and the civilization gave up.

Seeing that the branches were stable again, politely thought for a while before saying: "If you want me to say, in this life, people don't want to be brilliant after death, as long as they have no regrets in life." ”

Civilization seemed to feel something, pondering this rather profound question, and was silent for a while.

It was the afternoon of the second day after the master's death, and the sunlight filtered through the layers of fallen leaves, and the reflection on the two young people was no longer so hot, but warm and comfortable.

The wind is blowing, and it is warm and pleasant.

Politely turned his gaze to another hill, where there was a young man of his age, who had not come out for two nights and two days, and did not know if he would be able to hold on after repeated blows.

Politeness frowned slightly, a little worried.

"You say, why does this madman have to come back to Yanhuang for a trip, is it because he has a connection with the master, or is there some other reason?"

Civilization notices the polite expression and knows what he's worried about, but Civilization doesn't worry too much. As for politeness, he seemed to be aware of it.

"I'm afraid that I will lose you once in the capital, and Brother Feng is not convinced."

Politely smiled, knowing that the civilized answer was not what he asked, he began to tease himself, "That dare is good, he was originally the leader of our generation, if I hadn't cultivated more than him for so many years, the results of the battle in the capital would not be known." ”

"Besides, if he is not better than me in the end, why should I worship him as Brother Feng."

"Cut," Wen Wen scoffed, "I haven't seen you call him Brother Feng." ”

Wen Wen stood up, and actually stood in the air on the branches the thickness of his arm, and he roared wildly into the reckless mountain forest, and muttered: "When the madman comes out, everything will come to fruition." ”

……

After another hour in the afternoon, a figure was behind the crowd, looking at the flow of people like mountains and seas, and the coffin at the top of the mountaintop, standing silently for a long time before disappearing without a trace.

Another day, the mourners had already taken turns, Senior Brother Shenlu raised the torch to illuminate half of the sky in the night sky, and then a huge fire rose into the sky, and the entire celestial star was broadcasting the same news.

Master Xuanzhi, the head of the Yanhuang faction and a generation of martial arts masters, resigned completely.

At the same time, Shen Lujia is the head of the crown, managing the safety of the stars, and tens of thousands of children of the Yanhuang faction all over the world wish the head of the family great joy.

……

The next morning, some of the direct disciples congratulated Shen Lu, and the senior brother chatted with Ju Feng. Ju Feng asked the will of the senior brother, please listen to the white, smell the black, and the three senior brothers, enter the deep mountains and old forests, and help him teach some friends.

Shen Lu was the first to take charge, and he had always been close to Jufeng, so he agreed, but the direct disciples of Yanhuangcheng were not involved in the struggle outside the Heavenly Star, so it was inevitable to give some advice.

"Xiao Feng, you are the only lay disciple, so you can make your own career outside. But those friends of yours can't appear as disciples of Yan Huang anymore, so don't mention them in front of outsiders. ”

Ju Feng nodded and responded: "Don't worry, my friends are very savvy, and they can make great progress as long as they mention a little." But the junior brother has something to ask you. ”

Shen Lu said angrily: "What can you ask for, you will always be my junior brother, and I will always be your senior brother, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Ju Feng smiled honestly and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother has not learned the Mahayana mental method since Yan Huang left, and now he knows that martial arts should not be neglected, so I ask senior brother to pass on the Mahayana mental method to junior brother, and I don't want to embarrass Yan Huang." Hey hey"

Shen Lu looked at Ju Feng dotingly, put his arm around the latter's shoulder, and said without hesitation: "No problem, Senior Brother has just become the leader, and some matters are not my turn for the time being, so I will do my best to teach you." But the senior brother said a sentence in front, no matter what grievances you have suffered outside in the future, just come back to Yanhuang City, the senior brother will seek justice for you, and drive a warship to beat his hometown, haha"

"Okay, no problem. Huh"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

In the next few days, in the forest next to the col where the Yanhuang faction was located, a small training session began.

(To be continued)