Nangong Yi used his sword frost to inject spiritual power, and quickly formed a spiritual power formation, which temporarily trapped Gu Song Zhenren, he couldn't kill his master, he could only tie him up temporarily.

"Master, what's wrong with you!!"

The trapped Honka Majin suddenly raised his head and said, "Yi'er, kill me, !! ”

Nangong Yi closed his eyes and shook his head and said, "Master, I can't kill you!" ”

Mato Honmatsu seemed to have been struggling with something, gritted his teeth and said, "Quick!! I can't control this demonic energy, !! ”

Nangong Yi's hand holding the sword tightened tightly, but he couldn't help but tremble, let him personally kill the master who had cultivated and accompanied him for more than ten years, how could this be possible!

Gunmatsu Zhenren used all his strength to break through the magic circle and attack Nangong Yi, and when Nangong Yi resisted with his sword, he found that his sword frost had pierced deeply into Honmatsu Zhenren's chest.

After the sword pierced in, a puff of black smoke came out of Honmatsu's body and disappeared, and Honmatsu Zhenren also lay on the ground weakly, bleeding from the wound on his chest, and said dyingly: "Yi'er, Shizun doesn't blame you... I just don't know, when will the peach blossoms bloom..."

When the words fell, Honkatsu Zhenren's body was instantly torn apart, and there was not even any aura left, and his soul was scattered.

"Master !!!" Nangong Yi shouted, fell to the ground on his knees, and cried silently.

Ling Zifeng looked at the scene in front of him, dumbfounded, and repeated in his mouth: "No... No, it won't... Master..."

But his master is really dead.

Ling Zifeng fell to his knees all of a sudden, he could smell the faint smell of blood in the air, that's right, the master who took care of him and cared for him like his father died.

But I don't know who to blame for all this.

In the end, Rong Li propped himself up, gathered the rest of the disciples, and cleaned up the mess, and the senior brothers kept kneeling in their original places, refusing to get up.

Originally, I wanted to make a mourning hall for Shizun according to the customs of the people, but Shizun didn't even have a physical body, what should I do.

Su Ye looked at Nangong Yi with a colder face than usual, Gu Song Zhenren's departure hit him hard, not to mention that he still died under his own sword...

This must be a big psychological shadow.

All Su Ye could do was to gently accompany Nangong Yi and help him sort out the relics of Honka Zhenren.

In an ancient box, there is a handful of Xiao, next to which there is a peach blossom that has dried up, and a letter.

My wife Yunhan, Nangong Yi knows that this is the worldly wife of the master.

The two opened the letter, and the past of Honmatsu and Yun Han slowly flowed...

At that time, Gu Yi was still a poor boy in the countryside, he didn't think about how high his talent for cultivating immortals was, he just thought about supporting his parents, and he was struggling to make a living in order to make money.

Gu Yi had a pair of skillful hands at that time, and often went to find some high-quality materials to make a handful of good Xiao to sell, everyone said that if you want to buy good Xiao, you must find Gu Yi.

Yun Han was the eldest lady in the world at that time, and her cultivation talent was not low, but she liked to play musical instruments, I heard that Gu Yi's Xiao was very famous, and she came to admire it, and the two fell in love at first sight.

Unlike those worldly routines, the parents of the two were very satisfied with each other, and they became married smoothly, and Gu Yi also began to follow his wife to start cultivating.

But the world makes people, a group of people who don't know what kind of people they are, with something they have never seen before, that thing is like a cannon, but it is not, it is very fast, and a group of people directly killed their family.