In Yangxu, Xu Tianfeng instructed the wind to go back to the Shenxi Flower Sea first, and he stayed to secretly observe the movements of the imperial court. The death of Sun Xiude and Sun Commander did not cause any uproar in the court, after all, he was only a dragon and tiger guard commander on the surface. And in the Dragon Tiger Guard, such a commander is not a hundred but eighty. But for the young emperor, it can be regarded as a bolt from the blue.

Commander Sun's body was placed in a secret room. The right general is the rest of his life, although he is reluctant in his heart, he still stepped forward to check, and then his face changed: "It is a neat knife wound, and the wound still has the breath of a murder weapon...... Hmmm, it's slaughter!" "Slaughter?" the emperor and Zuo Xiang changed color in unison, this name is not unfamiliar.

"Sure enough, do you have a back hand?" the emperor clenched his fists. Zuo Xiang cautiously asked: "Your Majesty, how to deal with this matter?" Do you want to ......?" The emperor waved his hand: "The twelve dragon slaying holy weapons have all been taken away by Guo Youxi, how can one be slaughtered out of thin air?"

"This ......" Zuo Xiang was speechless, but he couldn't help but praise secretly in his heart: What a Guo Youci, if such a thing happens from now on, it will have nothing to do with the General's Mansion! The right general is still unwilling: "Your Majesty, will you let it go?" "Otherwise?" The emperor glanced at him, "Do you want to lie here by yourself next time, or do you want to ...... it?"

"The old minister doesn't dare!" The left minister and the right general were shocked and bowed down in fear. "Message," the emperor turned around, "Sun Xiude, the commander of the Dragon and Tiger Guard, has been with me for a long time, and he is diligent. I am saddened to pass away today. With the gift of Longhuwei and thousands of households, he will be compensated for his family, and his son will be added to Longhuwei!"

"The old minister obeys the order!" the left minister and the right general bowed together. Commander Sun can be regarded as enjoying the glory, but is this honor really what he wants?

Under the holy decree, the ministers were in an uproar. The six grades are buried with the gift of the three grades, which ...... This ...... However, the holy will had been decided, and the ministers did not dare to persuade them more, so they could only call their illnesses one after another and not go to the funeral of this "three-rank master."

The emperor didn't care. Sun Xiude has been his bodyguard since he was a child, and he has never been negligent in running the crime camp. Now that he has died unexpectedly, he can't be held accountable, so he can only do his best.

Xu Tianfeng waited until the funeral was over before leaving for the south, and when he arrived at the Shenxi Flower Sea, the thousand-year-old lonely soul was already a little anxious. "You kid," the thousand-year-old lonely soul scolded with a smile, "Others are not rushing to come to this blessing, you are good, I have to wait for you!"

Xu Tianfeng smiled embarrassedly: "It's too late to be riddled with mundane things, please forgive me!" "Hey-what is it that is not a god!" The thousand-year-old lonely soul turned around and seemed to be a little displeased. Xu Tianfeng didn't know why, and the wind had already pushed him with a smile: "If you promise to inherit it, you will be a master and apprentice." Why don't you meet the Master?"

Xu Tianfeng was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly bowed: "Apprentice Xu Tianfeng greets the master!" "Apprentice get up," the thousand-year-old lonely soul turned around and handed him a knife box, "This is a gift for the teacher." Xu Tianfeng took it with both hands and thanked him respectfully: "Thank you, Master!"

The thousand-year-old lonely soul looked at the wind in his eyes: "Girl, you are also the senior sister of Tianfeng according to your generation, do you have any welcome gifts?" "Master," the wind snorted, "I even belong to himself, where can I have any gifts for him!"

"Hahahaha......" The Millennial Lonely Soul laughed and patted her on the head, "You girl, you don't know how to be reserved at all." The wind stuck out his tongue embarrassedly, causing the thousand-year-old lonely soul to laugh again: "Okay, okay, this is a little girl!" and turned to Xu Tianfeng and said, "Come with me!"

Xu Tianfeng and the wind followed the thousand-year-old lonely soul up the stream, and after a while, they reached the end of the valley. A waterfall cascades down the cliff to create a pool. On the edge of the waterhole stands a stone tablet covered with moss, on which are engraved two seal characters: "Shenxi".

The thousand-year-old lonely soul laid down a yin and yang array, half in the waterhole and half on the shore. He waved his hand to signal Xu Tianfeng to stand in the water, and he stood on the shore, and said to the wind: "Girl, keep it for a good life!" "Yes!" The wind didn't dare to slack off, and sat down cross-legged. Xiaoyue came out of her sheath and stuck it on the ground in front of her.

The thousand-year-old lonely soul nodded, and said to Xu Tianfeng while exercising his skills: "Apprentice, for the teacher to inherit this immortal art, call the remnant soul to replenish his life." It is to take out a wisp of life soul and nourish it with a secret method, so that it can live endlessly. In this way, no matter what kind of damage the deity suffers, even if it is broken bones, it can be reborn with this wisp of life. It's just that the time of retrieving the soul is extremely painful, and you must endure it in vain. ”

Xu Tianfeng sat quietly in the water, and his tone was very firm: "Master, rest assured!" "Okay!" The Millennium Lonely Soul nodded approvingly, raised his right hand, and a thin silk thread shot out of the ball of light in his palm, which submerged into Xu Tianfeng's body. The legacy begins.

The boat traveled for several days and arrived at Donghai Island as early as possible. After Suo Yinyu went ashore, he didn't hesitate and went straight to the green ruins. Guan Jinglun followed closely, and suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart: he must have already known that his ears would inevitably suffer if he acted without permission this time. It's just that when the old sour man sees Suo Yinyu, what will he say?

Bluestone Academy is as quiet as ever. The students have long since left school, and the huge academy only hears the cry of birds. Note: Liujing sat alone in the backyard pavilion, burying his head in a pile of ancient books. On the floor next to the table, there were written manuscripts scattered everywhere.

Suo Yinyu stood in the courtyard and did not step forward. Guan Jinglun walked over, picked up a page of manuscript and looked at it, and immediately couldn't cry or laugh. I saw that the words were sprinkled on it, and it was a "Book of Friends Watching Jinglun". Looking at Jinglun, a cursory look shows that the manuscript has been written for more than ten pages. According to the old sour temperament, he will definitely listen to himself one by one, explain word by word, and ask himself to criticize and accuse. Oh my God! Guan Jinglun stroked his forehead and lamented.

"Are you back?" Note Liujing found him, greeted him in a flat tone, and kept plowing the pen in his hand. Guan Jinglun put down the Chinese manuscript and said softly: "Old Sour, Suo Yinyu is back." Note Liujing stopped with the pen in his hand, and did not look up: "Oh, where are the people?"

Suo Yinyu walked over and said with a faint smile: "Note the Six Classics, people are in front of you." Note Liujing still didn't look up: "Can you have murderous intent?" Suo Yinyu replied: "Murderous resolutely!" Note Liujing asked: "When will you do it?" Suo Yinyu said: "Immediately!" "Note Liujing asked again: "When will you come back?" Suo Yinyu said: "Tomorrow morning!"

Note Liujing finally raised his head and looked at the sky: "So, I still have one night?" "Yes," Suo Yinyu picked up an ancient book, flipped through it and put it down, and turned away, "Tomorrow morning, Suo Mou will come to read Mr.'s masterpiece!" "Sour Confucian!"

Guan Jinglun sighed secretly: These two people have already made up their minds, but they are still busy running. "Old friend. Note: When the Six Classics were being written, they called softly. Guan Jinglun hurriedly responded: "Old sour. I only listened to the six classics and said slowly: "Tonight will be the last time you and I will evaluate the article, how about getting two copies of "Yunzhai Ancient Records" for me?" Guan Jinglun heard a sour heart, and hurriedly went in a hurry.

At night, the sea breeze is blowing.

Bohai Villa is located by the sea, and you can feel the biting chill. The disciples of the night vigil were wrapped in thick clothes and kept stomping their feet in the wind, and most of the torches were extinguished in the wind. The Night Patrol disciples had no choice but to rekindle the torches of each key road while making rounds of inspections.

Another torch was lit, and the night watchman blew out the fire in his hand, but when he turned around, he froze. I saw that the corpses were all over the ground behind him, and all the disciples of the same group had been killed! The smell of blood hit his nose with the sea breeze, and the disciple finally couldn't help but scream, turned around and ran.

"Whoosh!" A sword aura shot out from the darkness, and the disciple fell in response, but the screams were already drifting in all directions with the night wind. "What's going on?" Yu Tianbiao, who had not yet fallen asleep, walked out of the room and shouted loudly. Yu Tianpiao also walked out of the room, with an unkind look on his face: "Who broke into the villa? What are the night patrol disciples doing?" Before the words fell, I saw a flower in front of me, and dozens of human heads fell from the sky. Yu Tianpiao could see clearly that these were the night patrol disciples he had personally arranged.

"Who is it?" Yu Tianpiao gritted his steel teeth and asked sharply. What answered him was a few sword qi from nowhere, and the screams of several disciples who were killed. "Show up for me!" Yu Tianbiao's eyes flashed sharply, and he slapped out with a palm. "Bang!" In the night sky, there was a vibration somewhere, and then a person floated down: "Uncle Shi is really a master, little nephew admires!"

Hearing this voice, Yu Tianbiao and Yu Tianpiao were shocked in unison, and lost their voices: "Suo Yinyu?" "Haha," Suo Yinyu smiled, as cold as this night wind, "It seems that the two uncles are worried about their little nephews day and night, but it really touches me!" Yu Tianpiao raised his eyebrows: "You can actually come back alive, your life is really not ordinarily hard!"

Suo Yinyu smiled on his face, and his eyes were cold: "This is all thanks to the blessings of the two uncles!" Yu Tianbiao said in a concerned tone: "Suo Yinyu, since you escaped with your life, you should honestly find a quiet place to spend your remaining life, why do you want to come back and die?"

"Then let's see, who will die!" Suo Yinyu swept his eyes at the disciples of Bohai Mountain Villa who had gathered, and his long sword was unsheathed. "Kill!" Yu Tianbiao gave an order, and countless disciples shouted and swarmed up. "Kill!" Suo Yinyu snorted coldly, overshadowing the hustle and bustle. The long sword was headed, and blood was everywhere.

Shenxi Flower Sea.

The clouds were rolling over the Yin and Yang Array, and it was obvious that the heavens were not very happy about this inheritance. Suddenly there was a thunderclap, and lightning rained down. "Whew!" The thousand-year-old lonely soul had already prepared, and with a wave of his left hand, several rays of light rose around the waterhole, firmly protecting the two people in the array.

The wind was outside the array, and the lightning did not look for her, but only slashed at the people in the array. The wind watched quietly, and there was not much feeling in his heart. Many years ago, when the master passed on the inheritance for himself, it was also the same scene. The thunder is loud, but the rain is small.

Sure enough, after this burst of lightning, the clouds in the sky gradually calmed down. Then the wind rose, and a few dead leaves drifted from nowhere. Huh? There are no trees in the area, could it be...... As soon as the wind thought about it, the moon rose into the air and drew left and right.

The sword is in the direction, the dead leaves are broken, and a person appears in the wind, which is inexhaustible. "You're you again?" said Tempest, frowning, and stood up. Zhan couldn't help but look behind her, and the leaf breaker appeared: "It's better to do less against the sky!" "This, don't bother Your Excellency!" The exhibition is not endless, swinging a knife to block, and making a wrong move. The wind is still moving, the knife turns with the thought, the block is also moving, and the flexibility is abnormal.

The clouds in the sky were a little thicker, and it was raining black. Heaven and earth were suddenly dark. Zhan couldn't finish the knife and retreated, waiting for the wind to make a move. The wind had already experienced this black rain, and there was no trace of panic. With a twist of thought, Xiaoyue slashed towards a bush. Zhan didn't seem to be aware of it, and when he was stunned, a person jumped out of the grass with a surprised face.