This war of suspicion ended in the end.

After all, Lu Shijun and Tuanzi blocked all the feasible roads of the Suishan Sect before they started, and finally just in time for Lin Jiu to get out of the pass, even Zang Tianqing was served in a pot, and now there is only one Qingquan Suishan Sect is lonely.

Even if Qingquan strung together all the things before and after, even if he could expose the so-called truth further up, he didn't dare to go any further.

If you dig into the roots, the losses that Qianshan Sect or Bai Yiyang suffered in the end are far less than those he came from, and as the bottom of the food chain, Qingquan can only knock out his teeth and swallow blood.

Dongyun left, and the cemetery was no longer the same cemetery as before, inexplicably, everyone present had a trace of indelible amazement in their hearts.

Everyone looked at the backs of the disciples of the Dongyun Sect, and the scene fell into an indescribable lonely silence, and the backs in everyone's eyes had different meanings.

In the end, they can only watch Dongyun go away - they will explore new worlds and possibilities under the leadership of Bai Yiyang.

"I really despise him."

In the end, Wen Yijun left such a fluttering sentence, turned around and left with Miaoxi and Yayan.

Everyone returned to the tomb city one after another, and the Suishan Sect was no exception.

And the disciples of the Suishan Sect who were waiting for their own sect master to return with a full load in the Tomb City Sect did not know that the fate of the Suishan Sect had turned around overnight, except for Zang Yuanjin.

First, he used forbidden techniques in order to keep Yu Fei's qualifications to continue cultivating, and because of the agreement with Lin Jiu, he concealed the reason why he was unwilling to follow Zang Tianqing to go to sea, which somewhat violated the heavenly oath he had made.

Under the double blow, Zang Yuanjin's vitality was greatly damaged, and his future cultivation will be even more difficult, and I am afraid that he will no longer be able to see the scenery of Yuan's infancy.

In order to recuperate his injuries, Zang Yuanjin did not take a step in the Elders' Pavilion for half a year.

But just today, Zang Yuanjin set off to enter the Disciple Pavilion and walked along the long corridor all the way to the end, flanked by rooms one after another, where the soul cards of disciples of different classes were placed.

At the peak of the Suishan Sect, the size of the Disciple Pavilion was several times that of this, but now even these two rows of rooms are not satisfied.

At the end of this corridor, guarded by heavy prohibitions, are the soul cards of the top few people in the Suishan Sect.

There are his, there are other elders, and his Yu Fei was once displayed here.

But today he did not come to remember Yu Fei, but to confirm a conjecture.

Zang Yuanjin stood outside the door of the last room, his hands clenched into fists under his wide sleeves, and it was clear that the outcome of the matter was in front of him, but he suddenly hesitated.

What if, what if, at sea, things don't go as smoothly as he thought? What if it's empty and rejoicing?

After hesitating for a while, Zang Yuanjin still raised his hand, and with a gentle push, the heavy wooden door opened gently, exuding an old and decaying smell from inside, and Zang Yuanjin's eyes were fixed on the top position in the middle.

Bang-thud, as if the shackles all over his body were shattered with the soul card, the whole body was indescribably relaxed, but his heart was astringent for a while, and he even lost his eyes for a while.

Zang Yuanjin was stunned for a long time, and a monk who was still a mid-level cultivator in the Jindan period leaned on the door panel as if he had been pulled out of his bones all of a sudden.

"Dead, dead...... Die well, die well! Senior brother, why didn't you die sooner! ”

"Why didn't you die sooner, ah?!"

Zang Yuanjin has never been as unscrupulous as this moment in his life, he has mixed feelings in his heart, he leaned against the door and sat down slowly, the threshold was high and narrow, Zang Yuanjin did not sit still, and sat down in the dust all over the ground.

He laughed for a long time, laughing until there was only an empty sound left in his throat, and the corners of his mouth stiffened, he couldn't speak, opened his mouth to make the syllables of "ah, ah", and covered his face with his hands.

Zang Yuanjin laughed until his face was full of tears, and his beard became locks and locks, describing him as embarrassed as a madman who was randomly pulled over on the street, and in just a few minutes, the whole person seemed to have suddenly aged more than ten years.

Yu Fei has had a big dream for three hundred years, why isn't he like this?

The time he paid was dozens of times that of Yu Fei, three thousand years, three thousand years...... In the end, it was like a big dream.

His childhood, his youth, his youth, his prime, his unconfused years, and now the twilight years of cultivation...... It's nothing.

For three thousand years, he seemed to have never been idle every day and night, but now that he thought about it, it seemed that he had done nothing and had not done anything.

Except for a few years with Yu Fei, he couldn't find anything worth remembering.

He is a puppet with no seven emotions and six desires carefully selected by the old sect master, a shadow of Zang Tianqing, and a virtual great elder of the Suishan Sect, as if he is nothing.

Three thousand years, if it is placed in an ordinary mortal family, it has lasted at least hundreds of generations, and their children and grandchildren have died and grown up, and they don't know how much firewood, rice, oil, salt, and bizarre they have experienced in this life.

Mortals can still go from ignorance to knowing the destiny of heaven...... But because he has been missing, to the age of more than 3,000 years now, he has only grown in cultivation and age, and he has no intention of detachment.

Why should he be a monk? Why did he agree to worship the old sect master in the first place? Why did he make a heavenly oath?

From the very beginning, his path was blocked.

Zang Yuanjin couldn't find the answer he wanted, but fortunately, he did something meaningful in his life, that is, he tried his best to give everything he had, and did not let Yu Fei go down his old path.

That kid is now in the Qianshan Sect, there are countless possibilities, he will meet many, many people, and he will experience what he has no time to experience, and the days to come will soon enter the cold spring, and it will be a summer that is getting stronger and stronger day by day.

Thinking of this, Zang Yuanjin's surging emotions calmed down a bit, and after venting alone for a while, the big stone in his heart finally shattered, he staggered up from the ground, forgot to use spiritual power, and just climbed the door frame with a wrinkled hand and stood up.

Like a real old man in the twilight.

Zang Tianqing's soul cards were not all shattered, but they were also broken by a small half, and in this situation, even if he didn't die all at once, it was estimated that time was short.

It is difficult for people to continue to move forward, and with this level of injury, they will definitely die.

After packing up his body, Zang Yuanjin hurriedly left the disciple's pavilion, and the cheers of the disciples came from the mountain gate in front of the mountain sect, and then there was silence.

Zang Yuanjin listened for a while with his hands behind his back, and there was no sound of conversation except for the sound of footsteps and clothes rubbing.

Suffocating depression and silence, Zang Yuanjin turned around, his figure disappeared into the Elder Pavilion, and the heavy gate was carried by the palm wind, and from then on, nothing had anything to do with him.

Jing Jiu and Zuo Yu kept their faces calm, as if they were stepping on the wind, and quickly and steadily carried the sedan chair into Zang Tianqing's Sect Pavilion, the sedan curtain opened, and Qingquan carefully moved Zang Tianqing to the bed in the inner room with spiritual power.

Now Zang Tianqing has long been only out of breath and no air intake, and his body, which was originally so thin that he is a little rickety, is now even more like a skeleton, his face is pale, and his body is regarded as his life, and his cultivation is also scattered along the way.

To put it mildly, one of them is more like a living man than he is.

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