Seeing that it was not a way to pretend to be sad all the time, Zhang Feixuan pretended to reluctantly collect his emotions, walked up to Song Yin, and said:

"Senior brother, mourning."

Song Yin glanced at him, and at that glance, he also happened to see the juniors and disciples behind Zhang Feixuan.

"Woo woo woo ——!"

Somehow, the cries of the juniors and disciples became louder, and they made pathetic gestures one by one, and they were in pain.

The corners of Zhang Feixuan's mouth twitched vaguely, when it comes to acting, these people are their real disciples, not ordinary disciples, because they are all in the hall.

Come to think of it, if you can't act, how can you live for a long time in Jinxianmen.

"Senior brother, people can't be resurrected after death, and when the master dies, we are all very sad, but now that the plan is ahead, please let go of your grief for the time being, so as to rule the Golden Immortal Gate!" Zhang Feixuan arched his hand.

"Yes, senior brother!"

Wang Qizheng raised his hand, didn't knock it anymore, let the blood on his forehead flow like an infusion, and arched his hand there: "Senior brother sits in the head position, I promise!" ”

There's a little sadness in that look.

The second and third in place proposed there, and the rest of the people naturally did not oppose it, and there was no way to oppose it.

Except for the senior brother, who is still qualified to rule the throne?

Song Yin straightened up, took a deep breath, suppressed his sad emotions, and said:

"You're right, people can't be resurrected after death, at least I don't have the ability to do it now, even if I have passed through the Netherworld, and I have the ability to connect with the Netherworld, I haven't been able to find the master's soul in the first place. This is the soul is scattered, those evil ways are too vicious! ”

Tong, Tongyu?

When was this?

Senior brother is also a sixth-order?

Zhang Feixuan pursed his lips and didn't dare to speak, just lowered his head and maintained an arched posture.

Forget it, don't care about the assets of the great immortals, don't care.

Song Yin really failed to find the soul, since the last encounter was paid, he has been through the shadows, he can create a small magic power, and can communicate with the soul and see the essence of the world, but the more this is the case, the more he knows that the master's soul has dissipated, leaving no trace.

Those evil paths that were killed by him, if they were not refined with Great Dao Fire, would also have souls.

But the master's soul is completely gone!

"Senior brother!"

Zhang Feixuan didn't think so much, and directly persuaded him: "Please also ask the senior brother to take the position of the head of the door, and from then on, he will judge the things in the door, and standardize the door in one line!" ”

"Good!" Song Yin nodded heavily.

"Huh?" Zhang Feixuan was stunned for a moment.

Isn't it a matter of resignation?

He had thought of the rest of his rhetoric.

Song Yin suddenly agreed, which made him a little unresponsive, but he thought about it again, he seemed to be the kind of person who did not give in and did not engage in false form.

"From now on, I will be in charge!"

Song Yin looked deeply at Jin Guang and said in a deep voice: "Master, I will inherit your will and carry forward the Golden Immortal Gate!" ”

"See Senior Brother in Charge!" Zhang Feixuan knelt on the ground and bowed his head.

"See Senior Brother in Charge!!" The rest of the people, in the same veins as him, shouted in unison.

There was still sadness in their expressions, and they were all very solemn.

I don't think anyone misses the golden light.

Indeed, there is no need to be nostalgic, everyone is dead, these ordinary disciples themselves have not been paid attention to by the golden light, they are in the first and second orders all the year round, if it weren't for the senior brothers, some people are still hanging around the first order.

The first-order clumsy, what kind of concept is that, that is, refining qi all day and night to consolidate, for fear that the mana refined will dissipate, and he cultivates hard every day, and he does not dare to act rashly.

In the past, for the mission of Jinguang, they deceived mortals outside and scattered the mana they had worked so hard to refine, resulting in re-refining after returning to the mountain, and those who were unlucky could die directly outside.

Thinking of the second order, it was all hard work and care, Jin Guang didn't care so much, he just wanted mortals.

It's different when the senior brother comes, they don't have to go down the mountain regularly to find mortals, take a pill to cultivate with peace of mind, no matter what qualifications they have, at least they are comfortable, they no longer look like coolies on this mountain, they have the feeling of being a real qi refiner.

Although the pain of being refined by the senior brother, compared to this world, that pain is nothing, and it is a good thing that you can't die.

These are still alive, but they are really smart people, who don't eat people or kill, barely survive on the mountains, and those who are a little crazy have died a long time ago.

The main reason is that there is no way to eat people and kill people, mortals in the outside world, who can be deceived by them, is more bitter than the other, one is worse than the other, it is good to be able to deceive the mountain, this is still the 'precious resource' that Jinguang wants, and there is no contradiction with them, who will have nothing to do to kill and play, and it is not a cult that believes in immeasurable.

Rao is like this, Jin Guang didn't treat them as human beings, except for teaching the most basic qi refining methods, he didn't teach anything.

The sects that besieged the sect just now, the disciples of each sect are all twenty or thirty, but they are at least the third order, and they are also about twenty, but most of them are the first and second order, isn't this caused by the lack of cultivation resources, it is the most normal, without any characteristic cultivation method, and cultivates according to the normal trajectory.

But now that I think about it, it's a good thing I didn't become a human being

When they are people, then they are like Zhao Yuanhua, so how can they escape the eyes of their senior brother?

And for Zhang Feixuan, who has created a branch and can be regarded as a core level of disciples, Jin Guang is dead, the human pill method is gone, and the human pill method is gone, then there is no thought.

Anyway, I can't run, and now the biggest trouble is gone, so what do you want, do it with my senior brother.

"Master, you wait, I will save you"

Song Yin looked at Jin Guang, his eyes were full of firmness, and said: "If you can't refine qi, then build a foundation, if you can't build a foundation, then I will achieve Jindan Avenue!" One day, I will recreate the spirit and revive you! ”

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, and the main palace in front of him was shrouded in a white light, gradually deformed, and a huge pagoda-like palace flew out of his sleeve, directly on top of the gradually deformed main hall, and formed a new palace based on this main hall.

This big palace, Zhang Feixuan is familiar to them, this is the rudder of the silent door in the general city, the senior brother put it away at the time, and now I look at it, this is used directly

The palace in front of you, towering into the clouds, the original main hall of Jinxian Gate and this palace are connected up and down, there is no trace of splicing at all, just like a pagoda-style palace that is originally one, below is the main hall hall, the most huge, and up is the pagoda layer after layer.

It looks majestic and splendid, and it is incompatible with other buildings in this square.

Song Yin waved his hand again, and a yellow wind held the golden light corpse and entered the hall with him.

The rest of the people didn't dare to delay, so they stood up one after another and followed behind Song Yin.

The statue of Qingbao with the severed head in the hall was still there, Song Yin looked at the statue and sighed: "Originally, I still wanted to renovate this statue to make my Golden Immortal Gate look new, but now."

With a flick of his palm, the severed Qingbao statue directly dissolved and turned into a stone lotus platform, and at the same time, a yellow wind swept up, looking like a futon.

Then, Song Yin placed the golden light corpse on it, and the golden light corpse moved immediately, directly showing a meditative posture, sitting on the yellow wind futon.

Song Yin arched his hand at the golden light and said in a deep voice:

"Master, I won't let your body rot, although you are dead, but your will is the foundation of my Jinxian Sect, you are here to take a good look, see how I carry forward the Jinxian Gate, and spread our purpose of helping the world and saving people all over the world!"

(End of chapter)