Looking at Bu Xinghe, who had turned into a foul-smelling black pus, Nangong Yu's eyes flashed with unbearable, regretful and other looks. He shook his head with a stunned face, and said to the Kunlun Demon King beside him: "Legend has it that the oracle Bu family is a family of heavenly jealousy, they have spent their lives spying on the heavens, seizing the heavens and the earth, and will bear the wrath of the heavens in their later years.

"The rules of the Heavenly Dao are like this, even if we cultivate to shake the past and the present, we are just prisoners under the rules of the Heavenly Dao after all. Floating like a dream, the heart of heaven is unpredictable. I don't blame the world for being ruthless, I just complain about the blandness. This is the number of the Bu family's lineage, and it is also their life, and we can't stop it!" the demon king sighed.

"Grandpa!"

"Father!"

Seeing Bu Xinghe, who had turned into pus, Bu Yunzhu and his father threw themselves in front of the black water like crazy, grabbing the ground with their heads, and their grief was shocking. Although they had a premonition that Bu Xinghe was destined to be doomed, when it happened, they still couldn't deal with each other calmly. The father and son have indeed seen the scene of the death of the ancestors of the Bu family, but before the ancestors died, they would tell their descendants to cremate their bones, so as not to be forced to turn into unjust souls due to the cause and effect of the Heavenly Dao, and they could not be reborn. But Bu Xinghe's death was different from all the ancestors of the Bu family in the past dynasties, Bu Xinghe turned into a puddle of black pus when he was dying, not to mention the bones, even the soul and flesh were melted together. And among all of them, only Bu Yunzhu knows that this is because Bu Xinghe once resolved the ominousness that will be contaminated on his body for himself before he died, and the ominousness of the two lives was borne by one person, how could there be a good death?

When Bu Xinghe's bones turned into black water, the thunder in the sky stopped abruptly. The sky was clear, the breeze was light, and as usual, there were no waves. The only difference is that only the respected old man of the Bu family left. The world is very big, and the way of heaven is ruthless, and it will not cry because of the death of a person.

After a long time, Nangong Yu finally let out a long sigh, slowly walked to Bu Yunzhu and his father Bu Yuan's side, patted the shoulders of the two, and comforted them softly: "The galaxy has gone, you two still ask for condolences! People die like lights go out, and the soul returns to the past, so don't let him worry under the Nine Springs." ”

"Dean Nangong, I want to bring this piece of soil stained with my father's bones back to the Oracle Bu family, let the old man's soul return to his hometown, and by the way, set up a mound for my father, and ask Dean Nangong to fulfill it!" Bu Yuan's tears wet his face, and he bowed deeply to Nangong Yu, his eyes full of sorrow.

"It's okay, Xinghe has been tame all his life, and now that he has died, he should return to his roots. Go ahead, rest assured that you will be filial to the galaxy, as long as I am here, the inheritance of the oracle Bu family will never be broken!" Nangong Yu sighed, bowed to the black water that Bu Xinghe turned into, and promised.

Because of Bu Xinghe's sudden death, people's attention shifted from the threat of the red ghost to the Bu family cultivator. It stands to reason that Bu Xinghe, as the last head of the Bu family, should be regarded as a major event in the Chinese cultivation world. It's just that it is an extraordinary period now, and people still have to guard the base camp of the Shenwu Academy, so naturally they can't go to the Bu family to worship. After Nangong Yu discussed with everyone, it was finally decided to let Ling Yu, Fu Chao, and Xiao Hei go to Bu's house together, and send Bu Xinghe on his last journey instead of everyone. Ling Yu represents Nangong Yu and others, and Xiao Hei represents the Huaxia Demon Clan. As for the ambush, his cultivation was already in the early stage of the Immortal Realm, and with him guarding Ling Yu, Nangong Yu was also much more relieved. However, Ling Yu's trip was one day later than Bu Yunzhu's. And on the day they stayed at the Shenwu Academy, Nangong Yu told the three of them his plan. Red ghosts and others are ambitious and have to be guarded against.

That night, after Bu Yunzhu and Bu Yuan left first, Nangong Yu, Kunlun Demon King and others summoned Ling Yu and the others into the nine-story tower, and said to Ling Yu and the others: "Xiao Yu! I know that your character will definitely not be temporarily avoided because of the red ghost's coercion, so since we can't escape it, let's find a way to prevent the red ghost's plan from being implemented smoothly." The Red Ghost and the Thunder King are looking for Chinese luck with Tianxiao Buddha, Hui Chao and others in West Kunlun. Huaxia luck is the foundation of Huaxia, it is the soul of Huaxia, and there must be no mistakes, so after discussion, we decided that I, the Kunlun Demon King, and Duling would go to West Kunlun to stop the red ghosts. And the three of you and the other forces in Huaxia will go to the Five Regions of Huaxia separately and do everything possible to destroy the Soul Tomb. The Fallen Soul Tomb is an extremely vicious building, and if it is activated, the people of China will definitely fall into dire straits, so this trip cannot be delayed. ”

"Please also ask the seniors to make it clear!" Hearing Nangong Yu's words, Ling Yu nodded lightly, he knew that Nangong Yu, as the dean of the Shenwu Academy, took it as his responsibility to help the world with justice, and now that the Red Ghost and the Thunder King were in trouble in Kyushu, Nangong Yu would definitely not sit idly by. So, he must have a plan.

"The three of you went to the oracle Bu's house to worship Bu Xinghe, this is only one purpose of your trip, and another purpose, I hope you can destroy Zhongzhou and those fallen soul mounds on the border with the Western Desert. With the character of the red ghost, presumably the Fallen Soul Tomb he laid out in the Five Domains of Huaxia should be different, because you used to live with Wu Dao, and you are more or less involved in formations, and as the first person in Huaxia Eternal History, his formation attainments are also extremely high. Therefore, it is up to you to destroy the Fallen Soul Tomb on the border between Zhongzhou and the Western Desert, and I am more relieved. However, this is a big challenge for you, because the Bu family is located at the intersection of the Western Desert and Zhongzhou, so you must destroy the two kinds of Fallen Soul Tombs. This is a very difficult task, and you must not take it lightly, but rest assured, Brahma will help you. Nangong Yu stroked his white beard, looked up in the direction of the Western Desert, and said in a deep voice.

"By the way, after you crack the Fallen Soul Tomb at the intersection of the Western Desert and Zhongzhou, you can return to the Shenwu Academy. Because the affairs on the side of the Western Desert will be resolved by the new Guardian of the Western Desert and the Brahma Monarch, you don't have to worry. Later, I will also inform Huang Long and the others in Mizusawa Divine City with a secret technique, and tell them to destroy the Fallen Soul Tomb in the Northern Regions. As for the East China Sea, it is headed by forces such as the Boundless God Domain, the Tu Spirit Realm, and the Thousand Drinks Snow Hide. And the Southern Wilderness, I have already asked Feng Yichen, Baishi Danxin, Zhuge Hongyin in the Ancient Six Realms, and Dream Tibetan Qingxuan. As for the Fallen Soul Tomb in Zhongzhou, it has already been handed over by me to the cultivators of the Shenyin clan such as Xuanyuan Dao, Savage Land, Shaking Light Ancient Star, and Ten Thousand Buddha Ancient Star. Because Zhongzhou is a place where the aura of China gathers, there is still a need for someone to sit here. Coincidentally, an Immortal Venerable came late last night, and I am very relieved to have him in charge!" Nangong Yu said with a mysterious look in his eyes.

Hearing Nangong Yu's words, Ling Yu's heart moved, Nangong Yu, as the dean of the Shenwu Academy, could be entrusted with important tasks by him, how could the cultivators who guarded Zhongzhou be ordinary people? It's just that, looking at Nangong Yu's expression, he seemed to be deliberately playing dumb riddles. Thinking of this, Ling Yu couldn't help asking: "Old man Nangong, who is the cultivator you are talking about guarding Zhongzhou? Isn't it Luo Yang? That little old man is just the instrument spirit in Jintian Luoyang's parasol, it's okay for you to let him brag about it, if you let him guard Zhongzhou, won't he be afraid of a fire in the backyard? That old guy is a timid person like a mouse! So, be cautious!"

"Of course it's not Luo Yang, although Luo Yang is a Heavenly Rank Holy Relic's instrument spirit, his cultivation is not as good as crossing the ruins!

As soon as Nangong Yu's words fell, in a small room behind him, the door curtain was lifted by a white-clothed cultivator. That cultivator in white was Shengxue, elegant and handsome, and it was Ling Yu's best friend, Tianjiao of the Dao Department of Shenwu Academy, You Long. And when Ling Yu saw You Long's movements, a name was about to come out.

Sure enough, after You Long lifted the door curtain, a cultivator in a black robe walked out, this person wore a felt hat, held a whisk in his hand, had a white beard hanging down his chest, and was immortal. And when he saw this person, Ling Yu hurriedly stood up and bowed deeply to the old man in front of him. Not only did he know this person, but he also had a one-sided relationship, and most importantly, when the grand meeting of the five-year covenant was about to be held, he was besieged by foreign cultivators, and it was the old man in front of him who saved his life. And this person, as Nangong Yu said, has a deep relationship with himself, because he was also a person who was inherited by heaven!

"Junior Ling Yu, I've seen the Seven Nights Saint Monarch senior!" Ling Yu bowed to the old man and said loudly. It turned out that this old man was the master of You Long, the person who inherited the Heavenly Gift tens of thousands of years ago, and the Seven Nights Holy Monarch. Back then, the Seven Nights Holy Monarch pushed Kyushu sideways with the Dao Law, and it was rare to meet an opponent in China, but later I didn't know what happened, and the Seven Nights Holy Monarch disappeared. And when he reappeared, it would be tens of thousands of years later. It is said that the Seven Nights Saint Monarch was to avoid being chased by a mysterious force, and the last time Ling Yu talked to the Seven Nights Saint Monarch, Ling Yu knew the truth of the year.

Seeing that the Seven Nights Holy Monarch had already arrived at the Divine Martial Academy, Ling Yu's confidence naturally increased greatly. The Seven Nights Saint Monarch once mentioned that when he was looking for a gentle spiritual creature for the Wandering Dragon, he killed the Ten Demon Dragons who were imprisoned in the Netherworld Hell. Back then, the Seven Nights Saint Monarch was enough to fight fiercely with the ten evil dragons of the second realm of the Immortal Realm without falling behind, and now that so many years have passed, it must be that the Seven Nights Saint Monarch has already reached the third realm of the Immortal Realm, or even higher. He stopped in Huaxia for endless years, and with him sitting in Zhongzhou, he would definitely protect the base camp in the future, so that the academy would not be disturbed by the red ghosts and others.

"Hahaha, Ling Xiaoyou's memory is not bad, and he still recognizes old decay. But this time I didn't come to Shenwu alone, the old man of Nangong said that he wanted me to replace him in Zhongzhou, how could I have such a profound cultivation! So, when I came to Shenwu Academy this time, I also invited a helper, and with him to join, I believe that the two of us should be able to protect Shenwu Academy. Seven Nights Saint Monarch Lang laughed, and then he said loudly to the empty field outside the nine-story tower: "Old friend, since I have appeared, you don't want to hide anymore, why don't we discuss the plan together!"

Hearing the words of the Seven Nights Holy Monarch, there was a burst of laughter in the courtyard: "Seven Nights Old Ghost, I originally wanted to secretly help the old man of Nangong, but you are good, you directly pulled me out with a throat, alas! I was careless in making friends, and I couldn't hide! But since the old friends are here, then I will also show up to see them!"

As the voice fell, an old man and a young man appeared in everyone's field of vision. The young man had a handsome face and was gentle and elegant, not at all like a cultivator, but like a scholar in white. He was a little shorter than Youlong, but there was a look of rebelliousness in his eyes.

When he saw this young man, Ling Yu's heart moved, he recognized the man in white, and after the man in white appeared, Ling Yu also vaguely guessed the identity of the old man behind the man. This man was none other than the Dao genius of the Phoenix Divine Stage, the descendant of Tianxin Pavilion, Gu Chenfeng, who had fought fiercely with Ling Yu before!

In addition to being the descendant of Tianxin Pavilion, Gu Chenfeng also has a more noble identity, that is, the disciple of the old man of the divine machine. Now that Gu Chenfeng has appeared, wouldn't the old man behind him be...... The old man is known as the first person in the Chinese Dao, and only he can cultivate such an outstanding disciple as Gu Chenfeng. Thinking of this, Ling Yu couldn't help but look towards the old man behind Gu Chenfeng. The old man was thin, about seven feet tall, with a three-inch white beard and a bun tied up with a sword-shaped hosta. The old man smiled and groaned, but the essence in his eyes was not to be underestimated.