Yue Zhuoqunqing had a dark face and just wanted to speak, but Yue Jing, who was standing on the side, couldn't bear it anymore. He originally thought that his father came in person, and he was standing behind the Qinghuo Sect, whether it was Taixuanzong or Xu Ziyan himself, he would no longer have the intention of resisting, even if Xu Ziyan was wronged in his heart, he would promise himself to be perfect. In this way, if he marries Xu Ziyan back to the Qinghuo Sect, he can do whatever he wants. What about taking her as a wife? It's just to play dead and remarry.

However, what he never expected was that Xu Ziyan actually refused, and he refused without hesitation. This made him immediately feel that he had lost face, and he had lost face greatly. Immediately blushing and shouting:

"Xu Ziyan, if you don't agree today, you have to agree!"

Xu Ziyan's gaze was sharp, but there was a sneer on his mouth: "Yue Jing, it's not impossible to want me to agree, as long as you can win against me." ”

Yue Jing's face turned even redder when he landed, Yue Zhuoqun and the peak masters of the four peaks also saw that Yue Jing's cultivation was the first layer of the Formation Dan Period, and Xu Ziyan's cultivation was only at the peak level of the late twelfth layer of the Foundation Building Period, a big step behind, Xu Ziyan actually dared to say such a thing, could it be that the two of them had fought in the Netherworld?

When Yue Jing returned to the Qinghuo Sect, he naturally wouldn't say anything about the humiliation in the netherworld, but just said that he had fallen in love with Xu Ziyan of the Taixuan Sect and begged his father to come and propose. Yue Zhuoqun naturally didn't know what happened to Lu Dao's own son and Xu Ziyan, and the peak master of the four peaks was even more ignorant of Lu Dao.

The atmosphere in the main hall fell into a strange situation, and an inexplicable atmosphere enveloped the main hall, and this inexplicable atmosphere made Yue Jing's father very embarrassed. Yue Zhuoqun turned his head to stare at Yue Jing, deep down in his heart, he very much hoped that his son would agree to Xu Ziyan's conditions, but he was disappointed. Although Yue Jing's face turned red, he refused to say another word, so Yue Zhuoqun understood. It must have been his own son who suffered a loss at the hands of Xu Ziyan that he came up with such a bad idea and fooled himself into proposing marriage.

But since he has already raised it, it is not a matter for his son alone, and there is also a problem with his own face. And today, Liang Zhidong's master and apprentice are too faceless, especially that Xu Ziyan, who is extremely arrogant. If you don't give her some color, how can you bear this breath. Yue Zhuoqun's face was a little gloomy again, and he was about to speak, but suddenly heard a bell ring in the Taixuan Sect.

The bells rang throughout Taixuanzong, one after another. Yue Zhuoqun didn't feel anything at first, but Liang Zhidong and the other Four Peak Peak Masters had a great change in their faces. Because this bell came from Baicao Peak, the bell rang endlessly, and the peak masters of the four peaks stood there in a daze, and everyone's faces turned pale in an instant. The bell rang eighty-one times on the spot, and the peak master of the four peaks had already begun to tremble lightly at this time. The senior brother who had walked with him for hundreds of years left suddenly, and the hearts of each peak master suddenly emptied.

The eighty-one bells fell, and even Yue Zhuoqun also reacted, and the eighty-one bells were the death knell, which proved that there was a cultivator who died, and it was the sect master who died before the eighty-one bells rang.

Mo Jinghong turned his head to Yue Zhuoqun and clasped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Yue, the sect master of this sect is newly mourned, and it is no longer appropriate to mention the matter of mentioning relatives at this time, so it is better to talk about it later." ”

In this case, Yue Zhuoqun is anger and helplessness in his heart, as long as it is not a big enemy, there is no monk in the immortal cultivation world who will be uncomfortable when the sect master is newly mourned, which will leave an infamy in the entire immortal cultivation world. After hesitating for a moment, Yue Zhuoqun nodded with a gloomy face and said in a low voice:

"I'm also going to pay homage to Sect Master Lin."

Yue Jing opened his mouth on the side, but finally closed his mouth, but his eyes showed anger and unwillingness. Xu Ziyan stood there stunned, a little dazed in his heart. I don't know why the bell keeps ringing, but after hearing Mo Jinghong's words, I understand what the bell means. At the same time, a faint cry was already heard from outside the main hall.

Xu Ziyan woke up in shock, and finally understood what had happened in his heart - the sect master immortal had gone!

Xu Ziyan followed his master Liang Zhidong to Baicao Peak, and before he entered Lin Shangfeng's room, he heard a heart-rending cry coming from the room.

As the master walked into the room, he saw that Lin Shangfeng's wife Zhu Hong had fainted, Lin Feiye was pale and kneeling on the ground in a daze, and Lin Feiyu was lying on Lin Shangfeng's body crying to death, and the other True Transmission disciples were also crying.

As a junior, Xu Ziyan couldn't get forward, standing behind the crowd and looking towards Lin Shangfeng. Maybe it was for psychological reasons, she always felt that Lin Shangfeng's face was full of worry, her eyes moved to Lin Feiyu, and when she saw her shoulders shaking, her voice was already hoarse from crying, and her heart couldn't help but be gloomy. sighed softly in his heart, and said secretly:

"Sect Master, don't worry, Scarlet Yu and I are like sisters, as long as I am here, I will not let her be wronged."

It seemed that he sensed the oath in Xu Ziyan's heart, or Xu Ziyan was dazzled, but in an instant, Xu Ziyan found that Lin Shangfeng's face became serene.

At this time, Mrs. Lin, who had fainted on the ground, had also been helped to the bed in the inner room by Mo Jinghong's instructions to several female disciples.

Then the four peak masters took turns to persuade Lin Feiyu, but Lin Feiyu just lay on Lin Shangfeng's body and cried bitterly, ignoring Mo Jinghong's four peak masters at all.

Mo Jinghong sighed, stretched out a finger and pointed at Lin Feiyu's sleeping hole, and then asked a few female disciples to help Lin Feiyu inside. Liang Zhidong walked to Lin Feiye's side at this time, gently helped Lin Feiye up from the ground, and said in a low voice:

"Feiye, you are Senior Brother Lin's eldest son, Senior Brother's funeral depends on you, you have to cheer up, don't let Senior Brother go uneasy."

Lin Feiye's somewhat numb eyes were a little lively, and he looked at Liang Zhidong for half a day, as if he had finally returned to reality. But he was still in a trance, just nodded silently, his eyes kept looking at Lin Shangfeng, and he didn't look at others, and tears slipped silently.

Liang Zhidong waved his hand, and a disciple stepped forward and changed his filial piety clothes to Lin Feiye. Lin Feiye didn't react, like a puppet to be fiddled with.

After a lot of work, the mourning hall has been arranged. Lin Fei knelt on his side blankly and replied mechanically.

Yue Zhuoqun's father and son hurriedly bowed their respects, and then left Taixuanzong under Yan Zheng's send-off. After flying away from Taixuanzong, Yue Zhuoqun glanced back at Taixuanzong in the air, and finally waved his sleeves and turned around and flew away.

"Daddy, are we going to forget it?" Yue Jing on the side said unwillingly.

"Boy, don't make trouble for Lao Tzu in the future." Yue Zhuoqun shouted with a gloomy face.

"Daddy, I know I'm wrong, but ...... Even if I'm wrong, they shouldn't save my father's face. I don't think they took Daddy seriously at all. ”

"Get out!"

Yue Zhuoqun was angry, and kicked Yue Jing off the cloud, and Yue Jing drew an arc in the air, and flew back to Yue Zhuoqun's side, pulling a face and saying nothing.

After flying for a while, Yue Zhuoqun saw the angry Yue Jing beside him, sighed and said:

"Jing'er, this matter is borne by your father, but my father doesn't want to hear about such troubles in the future."

When Yue Jing, who was originally gloomy on the side, heard this, joy immediately appeared on his face, and he exclaimed excitedly:

"I know that my father is the best for me!"

Yue Zhuoqun shook his head lightly and said, "On the one hand, it's for you, and on the other hand, it's for myself, my Yue Zhuoqun's face is not so easy to sweep!" ”

Speaking of this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"Father, when will you get that Xu Ziyan back for me?" Yue Jing didn't hear what he Lao Tzu said at all, he just thought about his own problem.

"Catch it?" Yue Zhuoqun smiled coldly and said, "I want them Taixuanzong to take the dowry and grovel to send Xu Ziyan to me." Is it enough to catch only one Xu Ziyan? Since I have swept my face, I will have to pay the price for the entire Taixuan Sect. ”

Taixuanzong held a funeral for 7749 days, and all the sects in the entire Northern Immortal Cultivation Realm, including the sect master of Huayang Sect, the Family Alliance, and the Scattered Immortal Alliance, all came to Taixuanzong to offer condolences. After seven hundred and forty-nine days, Taixuanzong was quiet again, but there was turmoil hidden in the quiet.

Sure enough, after the funeral, the peak masters of the four peaks jointly stated three things.

The first thing, after ninety-nine eighty-one days, Mo Jinghong and Yan Zheng will compete in the ring to compete for the position of sect master.

The second thing is that after the sect master decides, it will be the moment when the interests of the five peaks of Taixuanzong will be redivided, and the decision on the distribution of benefits will be handed over to the true disciples of each peak, and the property of Taixuanzong will be divided into five major parts, and the competition between the true disciples will determine the famous generals from the first to the fifth. The mountain that finishes first has the right to be the first to pick, followed by second, and so on.

The third thing, Northland Dabi is coming. After the first two things are over, it is the Inner Disciple Competition, and the top 100 disciples will be selected to participate in the Northland Competition.

Therefore, the peak masters of each peak strictly demanded that their disciples enter the cultivation state from this moment onwards and make every effort to improve their strength.

In the room of Baicao Peak Lin Feiye, all the decorations were replaced with plain colors, and the room was quiet, without a trace of sound.

On the two chairs in the room, Lin Feiyu and Lin Feiye sat opposite each other, their faces full of exhaustion and pain. His face was pale, his eyes were red and swollen, and he sat there with his head slightly bowed, as if he was thinking about something. The outside of the house was also quiet, without the slightest figure, as if they were afraid of disturbing the two grieving brothers and sisters.

End of this chapter~~