Luo Fan didn't speak all the way, and Jun Yisheng and the three of them just followed him silently, although they had a lot of questions now, but Luo Fan didn't say anything, and they couldn't do anything.

Luo Fan led the three of them around several forks in the road, all the way to the depths of the sect, and finally stopped in front of a huge stone gate. With a wave of his hand, the huge stone door slowly opened with a dull sound.

"Go in and have a look. Luo Fan pointed to the inside of the stone door and said in a light tone.

Jun Yisheng and the three of them glanced at each other, and although they had doubts, they walked in directly without much hesitation. With Luo Fan's strength, if he wanted to kill the three of them, it would be as easy as a finger, and there was no need to trick them into some strange place before doing it.

Entering the stone gate, they found that there was a stone room in front of them, and the stone room was shrouded in a faint light, and it was obvious that this light was transformed by the immortal law.

Soon, Jun Yisheng and the three of them knew what this was used for by the indoor immortal method, because there were ten coffins neatly arranged in front of them, and they were ten coffins without a coffin.

There was a corpse lying in each coffin, and the corpse did not decay in the slightest because of the protection of the immortal law. Those corpses were too familiar to them, they were the ten elders of the painting clan, which naturally included the painting ink style and Jun Feng.

"Grandpa...... The patriarch ......" Jun Yisheng and the three of them stared at the coffin in front of them in a daze, muttering.

The next moment, the three of them knelt in front of the coffin in unison, crying out in grief: "Grandpa!

"Grandpa! The grandson is not filial, and after the grandson was sent out of the painting clan, he didn't have the courage to return to the painting clan to retrieve his grandfather's body. If it weren't for the grandson, the painting clan would not have suffered this catastrophe...... "Jun Yisheng has been crying silently, he has not returned to the painting clan in the past five years, he dare not go back, and he can't go back. He buried all the self-blame and hatred in his heart in the depths, and turned them into the motivation for him to strive for self-improvement.

But today, when he really saw the corpses of his grandfather and the elders of the painting clan, the fragility that he had been carefully hiding finally broke out irrepressibly.

After a long time, the three of them slowly got up and bowed to the ten coffins in front of them. Then the three of them said no more and silently exited the stone room.

"I don't know who the predecessor is, and what is the relationship with my painting clan?Why can I recover the body of my painting clan elder and store it here?" Jun Yisheng hugged his fist at Luo Fan and bowed.

"My name is Rovan, a name you may not have heard. But more than 1,000 years ago, I had another name, called Painted Lovan. Luo Fan said lightly.

"Draw Lovan...... Are you the painting soul that disappeared from my painting clan thousands of years ago?" Jun Yisheng and the three of them all looked at the man in front of them in shock, they really couldn't believe that the strongest person in the immortal root born more than 1,300 years ago in the painting clan would really appear in front of their eyes.

"It's me. Luo Fan nodded slightly.

"Luo Fan's seniors, the juniors didn't know that the seniors were the painting souls of my painting clan thousands of years ago, and there are many offends, please forgive the seniors!" Jun Yisheng hurriedly hugged his fists at Luo Fan, and apologized very sincerely.

"Those who don't know are not guilty, and besides, I am no longer the established painting soul of the painting clan back then. Luo Fan waved his hand absently, and his tone was a little lonely.

"Senior Luo Fan, do you know who destroyed my painting clan?" Jun Yisheng asked.

"Shura, Mansha. Luo Fan spit out these four words in a cold tone.

"It turns out that the seniors knew...... Since the seniors knew that Na Mansha was the Queen of Shura, why did they still entangle with her in Shaoyang Town that day?" Jun Yisheng asked puzzled.

"I didn't know she was Queen Shura at the time, and when she found me, I knew she wasn't human, but I never thought she belonged to the human realm at all. At that time, she said that her child had lost her soul and wanted to find someone from the painting clan to help the child regain his soul. I knew that no one in the painting clan had this ability, so I persuaded her to dispel the idea of going to the painting clan. It's just that I never expected to meet you. If I'm expecting it to be good...... You three brought her back to the Painters. Luo Fan said leisurely.

As soon as they heard Luo Fan say this, Jun Yisheng and the three of them blamed themselves even more, and knelt down together.

"It's the younger generation who can't understand people clearly, which will bring such a disaster to the painters. When the juniors saw their seniors in the main hall, they immediately thought of Mansha, so they ......"

Before Jun Yisheng's words were finished, Luo Fan waved his hand and interrupted, "Let's get up first." I know that you think I must have some unclear relationship with Namansha, so you take your hatred of her out of me. I'm not entirely to blame for this, and I guess you don't know if the painter clan has a painting soul or not. ”

"Luo Fan's predecessors didn't know that eight years ago, my painting clan did give birth to another painting soul. There has always been a doubt in the minds of the juniors, that is, they want to know if there is a way for my painting clan to draw the true soul, if not, the juniors will not bring Mansha into the Danqing Valley so easily. Jun Yisheng said.

"Painting the Soul...... Maybe it's a legend. At least I don't have the ability, and even if I can draw it, I won't have spirituality, and things without spirituality are just ordinary paintings. Luo Fan sighed, he really didn't have that ability, otherwise he wouldn't have lost his Rui'er.

"Can't even my predecessors draw souls?, then why did the ancestors of my painting clan leave such a thought for their juniors......" Jun Yisheng asked blankly.

"Maybe it's not enough chance. Luo Fan sighed, looked at the three people in front of him, and finally set his eyes on Su Bai: "You should just be a mortal, right?"

Su Bai saw Luo Fan asking about himself, and hurriedly saluted and said, "Senior Su Bai, I have seen Luo Fan's seniors. The seniors are right, the younger generation is indeed just a mortal, since the great-ancestor of the younger generation, he was fortunate to enter the Danqing Valley and settled in the valley, so the younger generation has followed the two brothers Yisheng and Yixuan since they were born, and thus also learned some superficial spells. ”

Luo Fan nodded: "As a mortal without immortal roots, you are already good." Now that the painting clan has been destroyed, I founded this Slashing Sect in order to one day be able to kill the Shura clan and avenge this blood and sea of blood for my painting clan. If the three of you are willing, follow me from now on. ”

When Jun Yisheng and the three of them heard Luo Fan say this, their hearts were suddenly overjoyed. The established painting soul that disappeared thousands of years ago is definitely far from being comparable to any elder of the painting clan. The three of them were wandering outside, hoping to find an opportunity to continuously improve their strength, and now they can follow Luo Fan, which is naturally the best.

"Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship!" The three of them knelt in front of Luo Fan together, kowtowed three times, and performed this master-apprentice salute.