"What the two boys of the He family did, this sect has heard of it, if it weren't for Gu Nian and the family's ancestor's face, the people who sent the 'Northern Wasteland' would not know. The sect master's voice sounded, and Kazuo's body instinctively trembled. Because he had seen the Sect Master looking at himself and the pain and anger that had fallen to the ground.

This and the two boys of the family naturally have their own share!

"Damn, it's really a fire at the city gate that affected the pond fish, how did it implicate me!" Kazuo felt bitter in his mouth, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only be stunned at this time.

With that, the sect master turned into an afterimage and disappeared in front of many monks. A group of elders looked at each other, and there was only fear of this sect master in their eyes.

"The strength of the sect master is getting stronger and stronger, I haven't seen such a strong skill when I went out of the customs last time, and when I look at it today, I'm afraid it's not far from taking that step!" said an old man with a solemn expression.

"Isn't it, you see that Ma Guanyu is also a good player in the sect, and it is difficult to block the sect master's blow with all his might, and I don't think the gap between this strength and the old ancestor is not far behind!" said the two old women with black and yellow teeth knocking on the dragon's head staff.

"Innocent!"

At this time, a monk dressed in Confucian clothes and an old Confucian came over and interjected with a sneer.

Although his speech caused the dissatisfaction of the two elders, the two seemed to be in awe of him and did not directly reprimand.

"The cultivation of the old ancestor has reached the peak of the first emperor, and his strength is more than a great realm of the sect master, even if the realm of the sect master is infinitely close to this realm. But if you don't step in, you don't step in. This step is separated, and I don't know how many geniuses are separated on the border of life and death. Live life, and the loser dies. You won't be unaware of this, will you?"

The old Confucian monk glared at the two men, and seeing that they had no words, he sighed instead:

"It's just that the sect master is still young, and he still has enough time to sprint to this bottleneck, and it is unknown whether he will be able to reach the realm of the old ancestor in the future!"

When the monks heard the conversation of these three men, some sighed, some feared, and some thought. But they all want to live better in the new pattern in the future!

Cultivating to their age, most of their longevity has already passed, and if there is no adventure, I am afraid that it will be difficult to reach the realm of the sect master in their lifetime, let alone the level of the ancestor.

In the entire Donghua Palace, there is such a strength as the ancestor, and there is only one person on the surface!

Seeing that the time was not early, everyone scattered away, only a few of Ma Guanyu's brothers and sisters remained here, and there were about five people scattered.

"Master......" Lu Wu ran to Ma Guanyu's body, hugged his already inhuman body and cried into tears. For the first time in his life, Lu Wu felt the pain of not having Ma Guanyu.

Those earnest teachings day and night, and the ruthless urging again and again, all turned into tears in Lu Wu's eyes at this time, and it seemed that they would never stop.

"Master, you can't die! Without you urging me, my life would be ruined!"

"Master, as long as you come back to life, I will listen to you in the future!"

......

Lu Wu is like an ignorant child, still eager to regain Ma Guanyu's life through such efforts. It's just that such an effort is in vain, no matter how sad it is.

At this time, in the hall of the Donghua Imperial Sect Master, there were only two helpless young people crying in despair, and they lost important people in their lives at the same time on this day.

In half an hour, some of Ma Guanyu's brothers and sisters comforted Zhen Yinjian and Lu Wuyi, hoping that the two of them could live well, so that they could inherit Ma Guanyu's legacy.

Seeing that Zhen Yinjian and Lu Wu seemed to be in great grief, it was difficult to listen to the words, and they all left one after another, leaving only Ma Guanyu's senior brothers Hewu, Zhen Yinjian, and Lu Wu.

The mournful cries that lingered in the empty hall of the sect master showed no sign of stopping. Seeing such a scene, Hewu patted Zhen Yinjian and Lu Wu on the shoulders with his hand, and said:

"The deceased is gone, and after all, he will be buried in peace. You two should follow me to bury Senior Brother Ma's body!"

"I don't want it, I want to guard my master, I don't want to bury him!" Lu Wu hugged the body of Senior Brother Ma tightly, as if he was hugging his most beloved thing. The scene in front of him, if Ma Guanyu was born to know, I am afraid that he would be moved and relieved.

This is the first time that his apprentice Lu Wu cares so much about him, at least he can't see it anymore.

Zhen Yinjian slowly stood up, his body shaking slightly. Kneeling on the ground for a long time, even if it was a cultivator like Zhen Yinjian, he was still a little uncomfortable. He stood firm, slowly helped Lu Wu up, and said softly:

"Senior brother, the master is gone, no matter how painful it is, it won't help. At this time, we need to first let the master's body return to bliss, and then the most important thing is to avenge the master!"

"Revenge?" Lu Wu's eyes lit up, and a light seemed to flash in his misty and painful eyes, a light that Lu Wu was trying his best to grasp!.

"Yes! Revenge and hatred! If it weren't for framing the old dog and hating that beast scourge, how could you suffer today, senior brother, and how would we suffer the pain of losing our teacher. And the sect master, if it weren't for him, how could the master die!"

Lu Wu gritted his teeth, his voice was resentful and terrifying, and his eyes showed an extremely terrifying expression.

Zhen Yinjian sighed in his heart, he knew that the innocent and happy young man had left, and what was left at this time was probably just a vengeful shell.

Speaking of the shell of revenge, why is Zhen Yinjian himself not a shell of revenge?

Today's master Ma Guanyu died for him, such a great favor must be killed to repay him. If he can't fight the enemy, Zhen Yinjian will live in pain for the rest of his life.

Zhen Yinjian and Lu Wu looked at each other for a moment, and then together with Hewu, they found a coffin in the sect, slowly put the master's body into it, and the two of them carried the coffin to the "Shizuka".

The "Shizuka" is the residence of the monks buried in the Donghua Imperial Palace, but if the dead monks are still alive, they can be implanted in the coffin and buried. If the physical body dies, the deceased will place a thing in front of him and hide it in the "mound".

"Shizuka" is located in the northwest corner of Donghua Palace, the location is relatively remote, to get there, you need to pass through many sects of noisy places. And Zhen Yinjian, Lu Wu, and Hewu didn't seem to be anything, carrying the coffin in a mortal way to show their attention to this old Dan Xiu of the sect.

Everywhere the coffin went, there were many people talking along the way.

"Oh, this is the one in the door who died, and someone carried the coffin like this?" said a disciple dressed in sect clothes in surprise.

"Haha, you don't know. The one who left was the lonely Dan Xiu from the sect - Ma Guanyu!" a white and chubby disciple replied with a smile.

"Besides, you are bragging, you don't know these three people, how can you tell the identity of the person who is buried?" The young man is better at fighting with his tongue, and what the white fat disciple said was so sure that it caused other disciples to question it.

"You don't understand, my uncle is an elder of the sect, and I learned about this when I went to his mansion to play today, and this is a fake. I heard that this Elder Ma died in order to protect one of his disciples who committed an accident and block the sect master's killer blow. The white fat disciple said, his hands crossed, and his expression was smug.

Many junior disciples were talking about it, but no one questioned him anymore. This white fat man does have an elder uncle in the sect, and he dares to use his uncle as proof, so naturally he can't fake it.

"What did you do, and why did the sect master kill him with his own hands?" asked a skinny, yellow-faced monk beside the fat white man.

"I asked this on purpose, and my uncle told me not to tell the rest of the sect, but seeing that you are looking forward to it so much, Uncle Ben will tell you. I heard that it was this kid named Zhen Yinjian who abolished the Tianjiao and anger of the He family, which caused the He family to put pressure on the sect master, and the sect master sentenced Zhen Yinjian to be assigned to the Northern Wasteland. Zhen Yinjian refused, and even made disrespectful remarks, which angered the sect master, which led to the disaster of killing!"

"As for this Elder Ma, it seems that he died because of this to block the blow of attacking Zhen Yinjian. Seeing that everyone was looking at him curiously, the white fat man immediately felt a sense of pride in his heart, and explained with a smile.

"This Zhen Yinjian also deserves death, he dares to speak out to anger the sect master, he is really innocent, but it is a pity that he harmed his master! His master has such an apprentice, it is estimated that he will be helpless when he goes to Huangquan. A tall, thin young monk said with a gloomy face.

"Wait, Zhen Yinjian, I remember that he was ranked seventy-eight on the Purple Gold Qilin List, and he seemed to be a monk who had not been a beginner for a long time, but he was amazing!" said the other bald monk as if he remembered something.

"Hehe, what is the seventy-eighth place on the Purple Gold Qilin List, it's just a fool. He made a mistake and hurt his master, and he walked around in front of people, and his face was thicker than the city wall! If I were him, I would have crashed to death!" said the tall and thin monk.

......

Everyone was talking, Zhen Yinjian, who was carrying the coffin, suddenly stopped, he looked at the tall and thin monk, and the other party was sweating profusely.

At this time, he felt as if he was being suppressed by a strong coercion, his whole body could not move, his forehead was sweating like rain, and he did not dare to speak.

What he didn't expect was that Zhen Yinjian's strength was so strong, and his counterattack was so direct.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Lu Wu, who was standing in the front row carrying the coffin, saw that the coffin was not moving, and glanced back at Zhen Yinjian and asked.

"It's nothing, let's go!" Zhen Yinjian turned around and continued to carry the coffin forward. And the crane dance standing on the side took in everything in front of him, and his eyes showed a satisfied look.

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