I don't know when, the entire starry sea, from the bereaved tribe to the indigenous people, are all immersed in deep sadness.

Their beloved sage has fallen!

Fang Xiaobao is no exception. Sitting alone in the courtyard, looking lonely. Recalling the Alcatraz incident, the sages did their best to assist along the way, like teachers and friends, and had deep feelings. Now that the most respected elder has passed away, the grief in my heart can be imagined.

The Northern Territory won a great victory, and the Gu clan successfully recovered its territory. The fiefdom of the sixteen cities promised by his friend Gu Lie will soon be fulfilled.

However, for Fang Xiaobao, all of this is not as good as a sage. If possible, he would rather give up more benefits in exchange for the life of a sage to assist in his company.

It has been three days since I returned to the sea of stars. He sat alone in the courtyard for three days and three nights. Don't eat or sleep, remember the old people.

No one dared to disturb them. Because they all know that their Holy Lord is in a bad mood. Even after waking up from a short hibernation, he didn't dare to contact Fang Xiaobao. Because as soon as it opens its mouth, it will inevitably attract complaints and scolding.

But the wheel still couldn't help it and wanted to tell Fang Xiaobao a good news.

"Xiaobao, the second Godhead fragment has been refined, just wait for you to comprehend the new law ability after you fuse it......"

"Shut up! If it weren't for you, the sage wouldn't have died! ”

There is no contact through the mind. As soon as the sound of the wheels sounded, Fang Xiaobao jumped up and scolded like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"The old bald head is dead, how can you blame me...... If I hadn't collected the Godhead for you, more would have died...... My origin is greatly damaged, and I am dormant for a short time, and it is not all for you! ”

The wheel is full of grievances. Fang Xiaobao also knew that it was not this guy's fault. But he was in a terrible mood and wanted to find someone to vent...... Unfortunately, the wheels become punching bags.

"Nima can't take it easy, collect the godhead and let Lao Tzu bear some ...... In this way, you don't have to sleep, Lao Tzu can use skills...... The sage will not die! ”

Fang Xiaobao was arrogant and cunning. Anyway, in a word, the death of the sage is inseparable from the cowardice of the wheel. It was useless for the wheel to explain, so he could only drop a sentence: "You have to got, you are in a bad mood, I won't say more, the fragments of Godhead have been refined, come to me when you want to fuse!" ”

Anyway, it was silent.

"Rong Nima is big! Can you save the sage? Can he be brought back from the dead? You coward, talk back! ”

Fang Xiaobao was still irritable and angry. It lasted for half an hour, and I felt that my mouth was dry, and then it stopped.

Panting, he went to the kitchen and scooped up a scoop of cold water and drank it. Fang Xiaobao felt a little more relaxed. After thinking about it, he knew that the death of the sage had nothing to do with the wheel, and he should not be angry with this special 'good partner'.

Also, it is imperative that the aftermath of the sage be properly handled.

"The dead are gone, the living are ...... I want to keep living! ”

sighed. Fang Xiaobao's face was gloomy, and he walked out of the kitchen, ready to cheer up and deal with the business at hand. At this moment, Ma Wenfang's father and daughter came.

"Holy Lord!"

Ma Wenfang bowed and saluted, first greeting, let Fang Xiaobao mourn and change, and then have something to say.

"It's the sage's death!"

"Hmm."

Ma Wenfang's face also showed a hint of sadness, "The cemetery has been chosen, it is in the place where the sage lived before his death, and the coffin, tombstone, etc. are all ready...... Now everyone is gathered and waiting for the Holy Lord to preside over the funeral! ”

"Good!" Fang Xiaobao's expression was gloomy. Now that the sage has passed away, it is time for him to preside over the funeral and lay his most respected elder in peace.

"And then there's the bend."

When Fang Xiaobao was about to leave, Ma Wenfang brought his daughter and reported an incident. For Fang Xiaobao, the unexpected surprise is good news.

"Before the fall of the sage, Wanwan received a gift from his old man!"

Ma Wenfang said. At the same time, the center of the bent eyebrows began to glow with a faint purple light. Fang Xiaobao saw it at a glance and exclaimed, "The power of Alayya! ”

"This is what the teacher gave me!"

The crooked little face was full of sadness. The purple light in the center of the eyebrows flickered, and a finger-sized spar loomed. In the specific situation, when she was fighting with the Star Sea and Sky Cavalry, a purple light shot out from the distant sky, went straight into the spiritual origin of her eyebrows, and disappeared.

Because of the purple light entering the body, Bendan instantly passed out. It wasn't until she woke up that she realized everything. The teacher has fallen, and before he died, he smashed the Alayya Origin into his body.

In this way, it is not difficult for Wanwan to obtain the power of the Arya Origin, and as long as it takes time, he can inherit all the spiritual talents and skills possessed by the sage.

"Passing on the Torch...... Sage, you have good intentions! ”

Fang Xiaobao learned the reason and was full of emotion. At the same time, he was still a little confused in his heart, the situation of that day was vivid, the sage died, and the Alaya Origin Crystal shattered into three pieces, one was thrown into the Endless Sky Dome, and the other two were shot into the vast land.

If, as Wanwan said, she only inherited one Alaiyah Chip, then the other two ...... Go?

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Mountain, towering and towering.

The woods, lush greenery, and beautiful scenery.

A magnificent cemetery nestled in a dense forest. Tens of thousands of people gathered around, standing silently. Their eyes were all on the center of the cemetery, the glazed ice coffin on the ground.

Inside the coffin, the old man was wearing a white robe, his eyes were closed, and his face was full of vicissitudes, but he showed a faint smile.

So kind, so familiar, so amiable.

All of them looked sad. A thick atmosphere of sadness enveloped the entire mountain forest.

"Buried—"

accompanied by Ma Wenfang shouted. Fang Xiaobao, Mad Lion, A Ghost, Huo Wuyang and others lifted the ice coffin with their own hands and buried it in the tomb**.

"Seal the soil!"

Another shout. The three disciples received by the sage during his lifetime, bent Quincy Ugric, accompanied by Fang Xiaobao, and sealed the coffin with clay. They didn't have any ability to induce, they held shovels in their hands, and sprinkled handfuls of dirt with handfuls.

It wasn't until a long time after the sealing of the soil was over that several of the subordinates stepped forward to use their talents to strengthen the cemetery.

"Although the sage is gone, the name of the sage will be passed on forever!"

The funeral is over. Fang Xiaobao looked around at the crowd, raised his crooked little hand, and said loudly: "In the name of the Holy Lord, I announce that from today onwards, Ma Wanwan will become the second sage of Xinghai, inherit the legacy of the master, shine on the Xinghai, and protect and protect the population of my relics!" ”

Immediately, the purple light flashed in the center of the bent eyebrows, and the wisps shrouded the entire mountain forest.

Every member of the Xinghai tribe present felt the power of Alaya at this moment, like a breeze blowing, and felt warm in their hearts. They looked at the bend, and in a trance thought that the sage was reborn, and the sound and smile were vivid. Unconsciously fell to the ground and shouted in unison.

"The name of the sage will be passed on forever!"

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