Time passed quickly, and the time for cremation would soon come, looking at the still few spectators around, Qing Ling sighed, waved his hand high, and prepared to start.

"Daifeng Pavilion Master arrives at -----"

There is a pavilion master here?

Xiang Ling has been standing by Qingling's side to accompany him, because in a strict sense, he is indeed Qingfeng's daughter and Qingling's sister, so it is reasonable that he should be present. At this moment, hearing that a pavilion master had come to attend Qingfeng's funeral, Xiang Ling's heart was still a little excited like Qingling.

The corners of Qing Ling's eyebrows moved, and just as he was about to step forward, another disciple shouted, "The Pavilion Master of the Blue Water Pavilion has arrived ------."

This time, Qing Ling didn't move, the corners of his eyebrows began to wrinkle slightly, and he subconsciously felt that there would be someone next, and the name would be even bigger.

Sure enough, the disciple's shouting again verified what Qing Ling was thinking. "The Black Gorge Pavilion Lord arrives at -----"

Immediately afterward, in the voice of the disciple's higher than one report, the nine pavilion masters of the entire Aris Imperial Capital all arrived.

Qing Ling was stunned as he watched as so many people suddenly poured in, and the joy in his heart was replaced by doubt.

He felt that this matter was not simple, and there must be a reason why these people appeared together.

And soon, he knew the reason for this.

Because when all the pavilion masters came in, when they were clasping their fists in salute to themselves, their eyes swept in the direction where the night stars were standing.

Suddenly, Qing Ling's originally somewhat happy mood immediately fell.

Yes, what ability do you have to make these pavilion masters appear, his father is just a despicable villain who uses others by unscrupulous means for his own purposes, and the appearance of these people is only because of Night Xingchen, because of the young master of Xuantian Peak, no, now that Ye Lanfeng is dead, Night Xingchen has naturally become the peak master of Xuantian Peak.

After realizing this, Qing Ling subconsciously felt that everyone's smiling face looking at him turned into ridicule, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

However, no matter what the other party's purpose is, after all, he is here to watch the ceremony, and as the host, Qingling can't be rude.

Therefore, Qingling kept smiling and held Qingfeng's funeral until Qingfeng's body was cremated and his ashes were sprinkled into the lake.

Most of the people were a little absent-minded about the funeral, and their eyes wandered around the back mountain, as if they were looking for something.

And Zhou Su and them, although they didn't pay much attention to the funeral procedures, but when Qingfeng's body was cremated in the end, they were all concentrated.

When the body was completely burned by the fire and the ashes were scattered into the lake, several people were still a little stunned, and their expressions were also a little trance.

Xiang Ling looked at Zhou Su and them, knowing what they were wondering about.

Could it be that Qingfeng is really dead, the remains have been cremated, and no matter how capable a person is, it is impossible to be resurrected.

Yes, her brows were also furrowed, and her eyes were also staring blankly into the lake.

Everyone's reaction was in Qingling's eyes, he knew that none of these people really came to send his father, and even, he vaguely felt that even Xiang Ling had a purpose.

At that moment, Qing Ling suddenly felt that the bustling crowd in front of him seemed to be gone, and the entire back mountain, only he was left, standing in a pool of clear water.

That Wang Bishui, my father once punished himself for thinking in it, that Wang Bishui was the last dependence he had left when he felt that there was no one in the world to rely on.

His mother,Died when he was young,As Qingfeng's only son,But it seems that he didn't feel his father's warmth to him at all,Before,Qingling always felt that it was because he was disobedient,Where did he do not do well,Angry with his father,Now think about it,Perhaps,Father is because he doesn't like his mother,So he has no father-son affection for himself,What he wants,It's just the woman of Xuantian Peak,Night Xingchen's mother,What's more,Use his only son as a tool, as a tool for his revenge.

As for himself, for so many years, he has never had a favorite woman, it's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that his identity and his responsibilities for his father make him have no leisure to find a woman to spend time with. Fortunately, he met Xiang Ling, this different woman, she not only has a happy personality, but also that mysterious cultivation ability, which makes him fall in love with him, but unfortunately, Xiang Ling's heart seems to have never been with him, even if he openly opposes several pavilion masters for her, openly opposes his father, Xiang Ling's heart, but still can't be moved by himself, and in the end, he became his sister inexplicably.

Full of sorrow, Qing Ling's eyes began to blur a little, and in the blurred tears, Qing Ling saw several pavilion masters gathered around the night stars, as if asking something, their eyes were so eager and longing.

A huge bitter smell came surgingly, and it was ridiculous that his father's funeral and the guests were all looking at the face of their enemies.

"Qingling, what's wrong with you?" Xiang Ling sensed that something was wrong with the people around him, and looked at Qing Ling laughing and crying, as if he was distracted, and hurriedly pushed him.

Qing Ling came back to his senses and saw Xiang Ling's concerned eyes looking at him, a little stunned.

However, his gaze soon crossed to the night star in the distance and saw the group of people surrounding him.

"What are they doing!" Qing Ling tried to restrain his emotions and asked with a frown.

"Oh, Xingchen is helping the Dihuang Pavilion find the Qing ----- looking for the object that your father left behind that hinders your cultivation." Xiang Ling's gaze, following Qing Ling's gaze, was fixed on Ye Xingchen's body.

"Who told him to find him ----!" Qing Ling couldn't help but be angry when he heard that the night stars were taking over the throne and looking for what he was looking for.

Qing Ling originally planned to wait until after Qingfeng's funeral, and then come forward to find the object that hindered everyone's cultivation, so that everyone could feel relieved and at the same time, it also reflected his responsibility as the young pavilion master, but now, Ye Xingchen actually made his own opinion, which made him very uncomfortable.

Qing Ling's plan Xiang Ling naturally didn't know, she always thought that it was right to help Dihuang Pavilion find that thing as soon as possible, and among so many people, Ye Xingchen's cultivation ability was the highest, so it was not natural for him to help? So seeing Qing Ling angry, Xiang Ling was a little puzzled, and couldn't understand why he reacted this way.

Of course, Qing Ling didn't know what Xiang Ling meant, after he finished speaking, he took a step and wanted to find Ye Xingchen and ask him to stop doing things on his own, but in the end, Qing Ling was still a step too late, and as soon as he opened his legs, he saw the brilliance of the morning sun, and a golden thing flew towards this side.

The people on the back mountain were so blinded by the dazzling sunlight that they couldn't open their eyes, and when everyone saw it clearly, they found that the golden light was nothing else, it was the mount of the night star, the unicorn.

The unicorn circled over everyone's heads for a while, then spread its hooves and flew towards the top of the back mountain.

Night Xingchen actually found a unicorn. Qing Ling was shocked.

He watched the Qilin fly into space, looking at the surprised eyes of everyone at the foot of the mountain, Qing Ling knew that this time, he still didn't have time.

Perhaps it was destined that he would always be trampled under the feet of the night stars, and the Dihuang Pavilion would always be able to surrender to Xuantian Peak.

The figure of the unicorn disappeared at the top of the back mountain, but soon, its huge golden body reappeared in front of everyone, on all fours, the unicorn walked to the side of the night star, grinded on him for a while, and then glared at the back ladder, and then took off again, disappearing into a red sunlight.

Everyone was a little puzzled when they watched the unicorn appear quickly and disappear so quickly.

"Okay, the thing that restricts the cultivator has been removed." Ye Xingchen looked at everyone's puzzled eyes and smiled.

"Eliminated!" The Black Pavilion Lord touched his head and said, "When did it disappear?" Could it be that the unicorn flying around is gone? ”

"The Qilin is born with the ability to find elixirs and spiritual weapons, and can find something with spiritual power within a radius of a hundred miles, it must have found that thing at the top of the mountain, so it took it away." The smile on Night Star's face did not diminish in the slightest.

"So, what the hell is it?" The Lord of the Wu Pavilion looked at the peak of the back mountain with some hesitation.

"This kind of thing is very harmful, so it's better not to let him appear here. So, you don't have to go into the details of what it is. Night Star said indifferently.

"But -----"

"That's it!" Ye Xingchen knew that everyone had questions, and he interrupted everyone's questions in a timely manner, "Today, it is the funeral of the Qing Pavilion Lord, since we have eliminated that thing, there is no need to be obsessed with it anymore, it is better to listen to the arrangements of the Young Pavilion Lord." Ye Xingchen spoke, throwing the topic to Qingling.

Qing Ling was about to reply, and when he invited everyone to go to the side hall for dinner, he didn't speak, but the black pavilion lord said loudly, "Since the pavilion master's funeral is over, we won't bother much and leave." ”

Seeing that the Black Pavilion Lord took the lead and left, the others also followed one after another and took their leave.

Qing Ling was stunned like that, and didn't speak, but in his ears, he really heard a word.

"I also wanted to see what the object that could restrain the cultivator was, but I returned empty-handed."

"That is, if someone hadn't released the news that Night Star would have found that object at Aomine's funeral, who would have the time to attend the funeral of this despicable villain."

Originally, it was a whisper, but through the transmission of the cold wind in the mountains, it was sent to Qing Ling's ears, but it was so loud and piercing that Qing Ling's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his eyebrows suddenly turned into thick hideousness.