After a long time, the blazing flames burned Tenzin's body to ashes.

But in the ashes, there are dozens of jade-like objects of all sizes, as big as pigeon eggs and pearls, exuding a soft light, which is a legendary relic.

Qin Yun knew that the enlightened monks would leave relics after they sat down, which belonged to the treasures of Buddhism, so he carefully collected all the relics and put them in the jade bottle, and stored the remaining ashes in a sandalwood box after removing the sand grains.

Although Master Tenzin left his last words before his death, Qin Yun did not plan to scatter his ashes into the vast desert, and was ready to return them to the monks in the White Pagoda Temple along with the relics.

This Buddhist master has dedicated his life to protecting the Holy Spirit, and Qin Yun must not let him die without a place to be buried!

After cleaning up, Qin Yun unfolded his body and swept in the direction where Xiangshui Ji was.

Hundreds of paces behind him, there was a huge and incomparable sand pit, and it was faintly visible that there was a broken stone buried under the grains of sand, which was the last trace of the Demon Sand City left in this world!

After half an hour of rapid running, Qin Yun saw the black pillar of smoke rising into the sky in front of him from a distance.

Despite his expectations, his heart inevitably sank, and he immediately picked up speed and walked towards Xiangshuiji.

A moment later, the scene that appeared in front of him made Qin Yun stunned.

The once prosperous city has become a charred ruin, the surrounding pastures and farms are in flames, there are no busy herdsmen and peasants, and there are no merchants coming and going on the avenue, some are just corpses, you can imagine what kind of tyrannical ravages this place has suffered!

Dozens of vultures and countless crows circled in the sky, and a lamb that had lost its mother ran helplessly through the fire, making occasional bleating, and the smell of blood and smoke filled the air.

And the white tower that stands high in the center of Xiangshuiji. Gone!

The power of the Holy Gate has completely destroyed this city on the edge of the steppe!

Qin Yun continued to move forward aimlessly, looking at the innocent and tragic civilians on the ground, his heart was full of rage!

These so-called Holy Gate powerhouses are simply inhumane, even if a hostile country attacks the city and plunders the land, they rarely make a massacre that is indignant to the people and gods.

Call!

When Qin Yun swept past a roadside stone house, suddenly a black shadow jumped high from the pyre, and the snow-bright sword light slashed down towards Qin Yun!

Qin Yun's reaction was extremely fast, and he immediately staggered and dodged. At the same time, he pulled out the Tianwen Sword.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The next moment, seven or eight figures appeared like lightning, enveloping Qin Yun, all of them holding weapons with hideous expressions, looking as if they had some deep hatred with Qin Yun!

The person who attacked Qin Yun was a Tsing Yi sword cultivator. He scolded with red eyes: "Thief, go to death!"

Qin Yun, who was about to launch a counterattack, couldn't help but be stunned, and the sword move that was about to strike was stiffly paused.

He originally thought that the other party was an ambush soldier left by the Holy Gate, but seeing that the other party's outfit and words were obviously different, he immediately said: "Is there any misunderstanding between you? I'm not a thief!"

"Thief, don't try to quibble, I'm going to use your head today to avenge my father and mother!"

Tsing Yi Jian Xiu had obviously lost his mind. Regardless of Qin Yun's defense, he roared and swooped towards him.

"Stop!"

At this time, a red shadow flew over, blocking the attack of Tsing Yi Sword Cultivator.

"Don't do it, this is my friend. Qin Yun of the Heavenly City Sword Sect!"

The prestige of the person who came was obviously extremely high, and when they heard her words, the swordsmen around them suddenly stopped their movements and put away their weapons one after another. The tension that had been tense has eased considerably.

And seeing the other party, Qin Yun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Boss lady!"

Although he was not afraid of these martial artists who were not very skillful. But I don't want to be killed as an enemy, or do something that hurts my relatives and makes my enemies happy.

The person who came was tall and stout, very ugly and ugly, and her waist was as thick as a bucket, she was the proprietress of Xiangshuiji Tavern who had cooperated with Qin Yun, Lin Niangzi, and she was also Qin Yun's friend.

After stopping her subordinates, Lin Niangzi said bitterly: "Qin Yun, the Xiangshui collection is over, and the Baita Temple is also finished!"

There were faint tears flashing in her eyes, and she choked up and said: "We don't even know who the enemy is, they came too fast, and their strength is too strong, the five hundred warrior monks of Baita Temple didn't resist for long, only a few hundred people escaped alive in the entire Xiangshui Collection, and the others are all dead!"

Qin Yun said in a deep voice: "I know, they are the people of the Holy Gate, and they are here for the White Pagoda Temple!"

"What?

Everyone was shocked, and Lin Niangzi even asked, "What kind of sect is the Holy Gate, why haven't I heard of it?"

Qin Yun briefly explained the origin of the Holy Gate, and finally said

"Yesterday, Master Tenzin and I fought against the Master of the Holy Gate in the Sand City Demon Domain, I almost died in the hands of the other party, and I escaped with the protection of Master Tenzin!"

Qin Yun told Lin Niangzi and the others about the origin of the Holy Gate, so that the vast Kyushu would know the existence and evil of the Holy Gate, and believed that if the news of the slaughter of Xiangshuiji spread, they would definitely become the target of the public, at least it would be able to arouse the vigilance of all major sects.

There are also the Great Yuan Dynasty and the Northern Hell Sect of the West Sea, it is impossible to give up, the Holy Gate has one more opponent, Qin Yun will be able to buy more time for himself, and there will always be a time for revenge in the future!

The current Holy Gate can be said to be Qin Yun's greatest enemy!

"Then where is my ancestor now?"

A seven or eight-year-old novice came out of the crowd and said with tears in his eyes, "I'm looking for my ancestor!"

This little novice Qin Yun also knew him, and when he first came to Xiangshuiji and met Master Tenzin, it was this little novice who delivered words and things for him.

Qin Yun lowered his head and said, "Your master has passed away, but he also killed the protector of the Holy Gate!"

"Master!" the little novice suddenly burst into tears.

Lin Niangzi next to her said gloomily: "The monks of the entire Baita Temple were all killed in the battle, and he was the only one who ran out, and he was taken with him when I touched him last night, and most of my brothers on my side also died." ”

There was a sound of sobbing around, they were all fierce men who shed blood without tears, but how could they suppress the grief in their hearts when their homes were destroyed overnight and their relatives died tragically.

"People can't be resurrected after death, don't be sad!"

Qin Yun touched Xiao Shami's head and said, "I still have the relics of Master Tenzin. ”

He handed the ashes and relics to the other party and asked, "What are your plans for the future, do you want to come with me?"

The little novice held the ashes relic bottle, weeping and shaking his head.

Lin Niangzi said: "We are going to take him to Changluo City in the south, where Ganquan Temple and Baita Temple have always been in contact, I believe that they will not sit idly by, and it is most suitable for him to go there!"

The heroine gritted her teeth hatefully and said: "We are also going to Changluo City, I am ready to take refuge in the righteous eldest brother Xiongba, and one day I will let the Holy Gate pay for the blood debt!"

Qin Yun nodded and said, "It's okay, but the Holy Gate is powerful, you must be careful!"

"Don't worry, I understand!" Lin Niangzi looked at Qin Yun, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Qin Yun, do you know why the Holy Gate wants to deal with the White Pagoda Temple and Master Tenzin?"

Qin Yun said: "I only know what holy relics they are here for, Master Tenzin originally wanted to lure the opponent to the Sand City Demon Domain, so as not to affect the Xiangshui Gathering, but I didn't expect the enemy to be so ferocious!"

"I also happened to be caught up in it, and almost died at the hands of the protector of the Holy Gate. ”

Qin Yun's words are somewhat hidden, if Lin Niangzi and the others know too much, I'm afraid it will not be a good thing, and they may cause great trouble because of this.

On the other hand, Qin Yun didn't want to expose himself to the gaze of the Holy Gate too early, although it was said that Emperor Shakti, who knew the inside story, was dead, but he would not be a big mistake if he was careful.

After saying a few more words, Lin Niangzi and the others said goodbye to Qin Yun and left.

They are all reckless people in the rivers and lakes, accustomed to life and death, although they are sad and have not lost their minds, they have arrangements for their own retreat, and Qin Yun is also relieved to let Xiao Shami leave with Lin Niangzi.

After Lin Niangzi and the others left, Qin Yun ran around Xiangshuiji for most of the circle, shouting that his spirit pet loved to ride.

Yesterday, Qin Yun and Master Tenzin hurriedly left the White Pagoda Temple and headed for the Shacheng Demon Domain, and when he couldn't move forward with the Black Pearl, he let it go and let it dodge on its own, and now he doesn't know the whereabouts of life and death.

Qin Yun was very affectionate about this spirit pet mount, but the tragic situation of Xiangshui Ji made him not very sure whether the black pearl could survive safely, so he could only call and look for it again and again.

After searching for a long time, Qin Yun never found any trace of the black pearl, guessing that if it hadn't died, it might have run into the deep mountains, and the hope of regaining it was too slim.

Considering that he promised Mingxiu to escort the grain south to Qinglan, Qin Yun finally chose to give up.

But what he never expected was that he had just turned around and walked a few miles west, when he suddenly heard the crisp sound of horses' hooves behind him, and the familiar neighing!

Qin Yun was suddenly overjoyed, and hurriedly turned around, only to see a black horse spreading its hooves and rushing towards him, the excitement in his heart was indescribable.

He couldn't help but let out a long roar, unfolded the cloud dragon body to face the horse, and at the moment when he was about to collide, he suddenly jumped up with his strength, turned around in the air and landed firmly on the horse's back!

Wow!

The black pearl shook its head and hissed, Qin Yun patted its neck, pressed all the sadness and anger in the deepest part of his heart, and shouted, "Go!"

The black pearl immediately galloped forward like an arrow from the string, rushing into the depths of the prairie, leaving the still burning Xiangshui Ji far behind!