Zhao Chen couldn't kneel, his body was thin in the wind and rain, and he also looked bitter.

I don't know how long later, the door of the Great Elder's Pavilion opened, and Xia You walked out of the house.

Zhao Chen raised his head, his eyes red.

Xia You helped Zhao Chen up: "Let's go, go and give Zhou Qiang the last look." ”

Zhao Chen's mood blamed himself and couldn't help but be angry, he got up and said, "I'm sorry, Great Elder, I ......"

"It doesn't matter." Xia You said, coughing lightly: "I don't have much time, this retreat has no results, whether there is this matter or not, I will go out today." ”

Zhao Chen didn't speak, he couldn't tell whether what the Great Elder said was true or false, but what was certain was that Xia You's retreat in the past few months had indeed failed!

In that gentle cough, it looked harmless, but Zhao Chen could clearly see the cuffs of the Great Elder, wiping the blood coughed up!

The Spirit Emperor's cultivation is to live to the age limit, and if the cultivation is no longer promoted, there will be no more lifespan.

Xia You was originally in the middle stage of the Spirit Emperor, and this retreat originally wanted to try to break through to the Spirit Queen stage, but failure was more fatal than not trying!

Coughing up blood will undoubtedly accelerate aging!

Unlike the disciples' spiritual cultivation, the higher the cultivation is, the more difficult it is to break through, and even more so when it reaches the level of the Spirit Emperor, not to mention the Spirit Emperor, even if it is a small breakthrough of the Spirit King, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky!

There has always been only one Spirit Emperor in the Outer Pavilion, Xia You, who suppressed all the elders in the Outer Pavilion.

If something happened to him, Zhao Chen didn't know what would happen to this outer pavilion......

Xia You walked very steadily all the way, not at all like the age was approaching, Zhao Chen followed behind him, and two blows in a row had already made him disheartened.

……

Zhang Tian came out with Ye Ci, and the funeral was not held at the residence, but in a place where the two had never been.

Ye Ci still groped through the map and walked all the way from the edge of the East Mountain to the depths, and after a long walk, a team of people appeared in front of him to stop the two.

This is already the most marginal area of Dongshan, even during the weight-bearing training period when he once ran around Dongshan, Zhang Tian has never been here.

It's very hidden, and there are disciples guarding it, so it's not a place where ordinary people can come over.

"Attend the funeral." Ye Ci stepped forward and rushed to the person who stopped him.

"Disciple wooden card." The person at the head had a serious face.

Zhang Tian and Ye Ci took out the wooden card one after another, and watched the person put the wooden card on something and 'dripped' it, and only after recording it did they let it go.

Ahead of the way, Zhang Tian saw the end at once.

Unexpectedly, not far in front of me, there is a cliff!

Phantom Sword Pavilion is located in the Phantom Sword Mountain, every mountain seems to have a cliff, the West Mountain cliff besieges the sword tide, what is this East Mountain cliff?

As the two of them walked on, they began to meet people, all of whom had come to attend the funeral.

Night Wind, Liu Weixi and Mo Shangyuan, etc., but all the new disciples of this session are here.

Mo Shangyuan, the girl, didn't cry, but Xiao Shan couldn't stop crying.

Zhang Tian also saw Zhou Qiang's body at this time, which was covered by a white cloth and pushed to the edge of the cliff.

The funeral of the Phantom Sword Pavilion seems to be exquisite, there are no wreaths around, and there is no incense, only swords.

The long sword used by Zhou Qiang was also placed next to Zhou Qiang's body as part of the funeral, quietly closed in the scabbard.

This is the second time Zhang Tian has attended the funeral, and he was in a very bad mood both times.

It was quiet, and no one spoke except for the slight sobbing.

Zhang Tian felt Ye Ci beside him, trembling slightly.

When he injured his knee, Zhou Qiang came to offer condolences every day and did his best to make Ye Ci recover.

When Zhang Tian started the weight-bearing training, it was also Zhou Qiang's elixir that made him regain his vitality.

This senior sister is very good to them!

Not long after, Xia You and Zhao Chen came together, Zhao Chen didn't step forward, stood at the far end, and didn't even look away.

Xia You was the only elder who came to attend the funeral, and the person in charge wanted to give up his position, but Xia You coughed to stop him: "It's better for you to come, I'm just here to see." ”

The principal nodded, and read out a paragraph aloud: "Zhou Qiang, a native of Shentian Continent, one hundred and two years old, in the middle of the Spirit King, a disciple of the Outer Pavilion of the Phantom Sword Pavilion, enter the Sword Tomb!" ”

After the words fell, a person stepped forward and lifted the white cloth covering Zhou Qiang's body.

Then, along with her sword, they pushed into the cliff together!

Zhou Qiang was like a leaf, thrown high and fell, and at the same moment, Zhang Tian also clearly saw the sword marks on her neck.

Suddenly, Zhang Tian's eyes suddenly froze!

He didn't ask much, he didn't speak all the way, and even when he came in to attend the funeral, it was Ye Ci's charge d'affaires.

Until now, he didn't have to ask anything.

Zhou Qiang was killed!

Zhang Tian's eyes narrowed, and a murderous aura seemed to emanate out of nowhere.

At this time, a hand suddenly put on Zhang Tian's shoulder.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Ye Ci shaking his head at him: "Calm down, look ahead." ”

Zhang Tian looked ahead and was surprised to find that Zhou Qiang's body, which should have fallen off the cliff and shattered his bones, was actually supported by several long swords, as if lying on the flat ground, supported in the most respectful way!

Her body slowly descended, little by little, into the bottom of the cliff below, who knew how deep.

The cliff here is the Sword Shrine of the Phantom Sword Pavilion!

Zhou Qiang's funeral is a sword mound burial!

And the sword mound burial is unique to the Phantom Sword Pavilion and has the highest sense of ceremony!

Because it is not the man who mourns, but the sword.

Only those who have cultivated as a spirit king are eligible to enter the sword mound after death.

And whether the sword burial can be successful is not certain!

There are countless swords in the sword mound, and in the ten thousand years since the establishment of the Phantom Sword Pavilion, every one of them has been cultivated as a cemetery for a strong person above the spirit king after death, and the swords of those people are also in the sword mound.

It was the sword of those ancestors who held up Zhou Qiang's body!

These swords have remained in the sword shrine for a hundred, a thousand or even ten thousand years, and have gone through the baptism of time and have become a part of the entire sword shrine.

The magic of the Sword Shrine of the Phantom Sword Pavilion is here.

Only the funeral where the body is held up by the sword can be considered a burial in the sword mound!

Otherwise, it will not be recognized by the Phantom Sword Pavilion, and he will fall off the cliff and be shattered, leaving no corpse!

Most of the people who participated in Zhou Qiang's funeral were new disciples of this year's session, who had never seen this kind of scene, and their expressions were full of awe.

The sword mound burial in the Phantom Sword Pavilion is a well-known funeral in the entire Shentian Domain, but very few people have seen it.

At this time, Xia You spoke: "Zhou Qiang's heart for the Akagi of the Phantom Sword Pavilion, the ancestors can see it clearly. ”

After the funeral, Zhang Tian left with the large army, but on the evening of the same day that no one knew.

He folded back alone!

The first time Ling Huaying used it, it avoided everyone's sight, and even Zhang Tian himself didn't expect to use it here.

He watched for a long time during the day, jot down the path and all the details, and although it was difficult to avoid the guards, he managed to get in.

After all, no one would have thought that someone would dare to enter the sword mound late at night!

Aren't you afraid of being stabbed out of the hole by the swords of your ancestors?

It's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out, but at the moment, Zhang Tian can't manage so much.

Zhou Qiang's death, he wants to find out!

(End of chapter)