White mourning flags fluttered everywhere above and below the Sacred Hidden Pavilion.

A white lantern lit up, and the miserable white light flickered, illuminating the entire Shenyin Pavilion.

The disciples of the Divine Hidden Pavilion changed into mourning clothes, and they didn't know why one by one, but they just obeyed the order and changed into mourning clothes.

The mourning flags fluttered in the night wind, making a sound like the roar of a bull and a horse.

In front of the mourning hall, countless everlasting lamps were lit and cigarettes were filled.

In the huge coffin lay a very beautiful woman, with an even breath and a calm expression.

Yan Yi had already changed into mourning clothes, looking at the funny scene in front of her, and smiled bitterly in her heart.

"Will this work?" Yan Yi said.

Yu Zhi also put on a white mourning dress, shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Who knows? There are no other good ideas right now. I hope that the death of the Yan Pavilion Lord can make Cang Bie's conscience discover. ”

Yan Yi looked at the appearance of the mourning hall in front of him, and finally felt that this thing was ridiculous.

It's the first time I've seen a funeral for a living person.

Lei Jun on the side spoke: "Brother Yu, you really played tricks." Let yourself fake your death in the Nanzhou capital. came to the north and let the Lord of Yan Pavilion fake his death. It's you. ”

Yu Zhi pushed Lei Jun aside and continued: "Early tomorrow morning, let people spread the news. There should be many ways for the Divine Hidden Pavilion to make the Yan Pavilion Master fake his death. If you deceive the cang, you will be able to delay some time. ”

"Of course, the worst and worst outcome is just a battle between the two seniors, the fisherman and the woodcutter."

Everyone knew it was a big gamble.

Yu Zhi used Yan Duyan's "death" to bet that Cang Farewell would stop.

That night, no one slept.

The whole of the Divine Hidden Pavilion was busy arranging a bleak scene.

The eastern sky had just turned white, and countless white paper flowers began to fly from the top of the Shenyin Pavilion, flying into the mountains with the cold wind of the early morning.

Clang.

The bell rings seven times, in awe of the deceased.

The news of Yan Duyan, the master of the Divine Hidden Pavilion, who had died of illness last night, quickly spread to all parts of the northern border.

Anyone can not know this news.

But Cang Bieli must know.

In front of the mourning hall, everyone was worried, looking at the sky in the distance from time to time, vigilant for the arrival of parting.

Yan Duyan was temporarily out of breath, and her body was also dressed as after death.

Yu Zhi looked around and said dissatisfiedly: "Everyone, the Yan Pavilion Master is dead, you should be more sad." ”

Everyone looked at Yu Zhi in unison, their faces were full of confusion, and their eyes were full of ignorance.

They all know the truth, but they are not dead, and they still have to cry bitterly.

Sorry, we have a bottom line and can't do this kind of thing.

Now, in this group of people, the woodcutter and the fisherman are two old men with straight faces and big eyes.

Nie Feng and the others couldn't be calmer anymore.

That Lei Jun is still laughing, laughing at your sister!

Even Yan Yi, who was kneeling in front of the spirit, looked at Yu Zhi in a daze.

Yu Zhi thought of Yu Lan, if that girl was there, her emotions would be directly full.

Yu Zhi sighed deeply and said, "I expected that you would be useless one by one. Fortunately, I was prepared. ”

Yu Zhi took out an onion, peeled off the onion skin, and a spicy smell wafted through the mourning hall.

Yu Zhi didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, holding the onion and dangling in front of everyone's eyes,

"You are not allowed to use true qi. Otherwise, everyone would die here today! Yu Zhi threatened.

The mourning hall should have the atmosphere of a mourning hall.

"Today you are the protagonist, smear more." Yu Zhi stretched out his fingers stained with onion juice and wiped them from the corners of Yan Yi's eyes.

Suddenly, Yan Yi's tears couldn't stop flowing out of her eyes.

"Yu Zhi, can this work?" Yan Yi said.

Yu Zhi raised his hand and waved it, dissipating all the spicy smell in the mourning hall.

"Cang Bieli pursued the Yan Pavilion Master for decades. Even if this love is fake, for decades, you can deceive yourself. There are thousands of blades in the world that are not as good as a word. You do as I say. Yu Zhi said with an oath.

In fact, Yu Zhi has no confidence in his heart.

But now, he needs to build confidence in the crowd.

......

On the top of Cangshan Mountain, Cang Bei meditated, and the first wisp of purple glow in the morning was swallowed in his mouth.

Today is the day he was born again, the day he has dreamed of for decades.

He's going to get himself in the best shape he can be.

Cangjin and Cangtu stood below, looking at Cang Farewell, with reverence in their hearts.

Yesterday, Cangshan had already swept away all the larger sects nearby.

Those who are obedient will be obedient, and those who destroy the sect will be destroyed.

What Cangshan's ancestors have never done will be completed in their generation.

In the half year that the mountain was closed, Cang Bieli led the cultivation up and down the mountain, no matter who it was, the cultivation was raised to a higher level.

The qualitative leap also made Cangshan go beyond the Divine Hidden Pavilion and the Broken Knife Gate too much.

Just the powerhouses of the nine products of the monument, there are six in Cangshan.

What's more, Cang Bei's current realm has far surpassed the peak of the nine grades of the opening monument.

Cangjin didn't know what method Cang Bie Li used, but the improvement of the realm was undoubtedly a good thing.

Cangjin sighed: "I thought that after the incident of Cangshui, Cangshan would collapse." Fortunately, the mountain owner is talented. Now in troubled times, when we unify the 100,000 mountains, the first sect in the world is just around the corner. At that time, there will be no need to be angry with the Great Chu court. ”

Cangmu beside him also nodded happily.

"I see that the mountain master has broken through the realm and become a strong grandmaster. Even if Li Haomiao comes, there is no need to be afraid. This is also thanks to Li Haomiao for sending the mountain master's enlightenment. ”

The two laughed, laughing at Li Haomiao for being too rampant, laughing at Li Haomiao for being a fool who cultivated a strong enemy for no reason.

At this moment, Cang Bieli opened his eyes, and there were two black mist burning in his eyes, which looked extremely weird.

The next moment, Cang Bieli appeared in front of Cang Jin and the others.

"Mountain Lord."

"Hmm. Set off for the Hidden Pavilion. ”

"Yes."

Cangjin and the others were extremely excited in their hearts, as long as they won the Shenyin Pavilion and the Broken Knife Gate, all the 100,000 mountains would return to Cangshan.

In their opinion, under the absolute strength of Cangshan, the Divine Hidden Pavilion and the Broken Sword Sect could only surrender like those sects yesterday... Or death!

Just as Cang Farewell was leaving the mountain, Cangshan disciples hurriedly came to report.

"Mountain Lord, Elder...."

"What is the need to be so flustered, what kind of system is it?" Cangjin reprimanded.

The disciple said in a panic: "Qiqi Mountain Lord, Divine Hidden Pavilion Pavilion Master Yan Duyan died of illness last night. At this moment, the top and bottom of the Shenyin Pavilion are all dressed in linen and filial piety. ”

Cangjin and the others looked at each other a few times, their faces full of disbelief.

Cang Bei's eyes froze, and he said in disbelief: "Impossible, today is only the third day, how can Yan'er die?" ”

Seeing that Cangshan was so excited, Cangshan disciple replied in a daze: "The Divine Hidden Pavilion only claims that it is due to illness, and there is no other news. ”

Cang Bieli immediately turned into a streamer of light and flew in the direction of the Divine Hidden Pavilion.

Cangjin and the others stood in place, at a loss for a while.

They all know the past twenty years ago, and they know that Cang Beili has always been deeply in love with Yan Duyan.

But today, Yan Duyan died.

"What do we do now?" Soongki asked.

Cangjin stroked his beard and said, "Everything the mountain lord has done is for Cangshan, and it is also for that Yan Duyan. But now Yan Duyan is dead. I'm afraid the plans will change. ”

"No matter what, let's go to the Divine Hidden Pavilion together to check on the situation."

......

In the Divine Hidden Pavilion, Yu Zhi gave Yan Yi words from time to time.

For today's scene, Yu Zhi stayed up all night and designed everything, including how Yan Yi should deal with Cang's parting.

After all, Yan Yi is Yan Duyan's biological daughter, and her words are the most convincing.

At this moment, the fisherman opened his eyes and said, "Here we are." ”

Yu Zhi and Yan Yi glanced at each other, and then Yu Zhi disappeared into the mourning hall.

In the sky, Cang Bieli had already seen countless mourning clothes in the Shenyin Pavilion, and the bells kept ringing to see off the souls of the dead.

Cang Beili looked at all this, his heart was like a knife, but his eyes were still incredulous.

"Impossible, how could she die, why did she die?"

"I don't want her to die, Yan'er, how can you die!"

Cang Farewell fell in front of the attic on the top of the Divine Hidden Pavilion.

The next moment, the disciple of the Divine Hidden Pavilion held a sword to block Cang's way to leave.

"Who came to my Divine Hidden Pavilion to make trouble." The fisherman walked out of the mourning hall and stared at the cang.

The tears in the corners of his eyes did not dry, and he deliberately wiped them again.

Why did the stinky boy smear so much onion juice, it was spicy to death.

Cang Bieli didn't know the reason, and said, "This seat wants to see your pavilion master." ”

The fisherman sneered, his face filled with anger. "The Pavilion Master is deceased, and it is all thanks to you. Farewell to Cang, today I Shenyin Pavilion farewell to the pavilion master, if you are interested, leave quickly. ”

Cang Bieli held the Bieli Sword in his hand, his figure did not move, and a wave of true qi rippled, completely shaking the surrounding Shenyin Pavilion disciples back.

"You can't stop this seat. Today, this seat must see the twilight smoke! ”

The fisherman also walked out of the mourning hall and roared angrily: "Cang Bieli, do you really think that our Divine Hidden Pavilion is easy to bully? ”

Cang Bieli looked at the coffin in the mourning hall, and his heart seemed to be stabbed by thousands of swords at the same time.

"Get out of the way!"

Just when Cang was about to make a move, Yan Yi walked out slowly. She said to Cang Bieli: "The person who comes is a guest, and the Lord of Cangshan is here, so he will come to worship my mother." Get out of the way. ”

Seeing this, the two fishermen stepped aside.

Cang Beili stepped forward quickly, until he reached the mourning hall. He saw Nie Feng on the side.

Nie Feng's tears rained down, and his eyes couldn't stop shedding tears.

The kid stuffed the whole onion into my eyes, and when I recovered my cultivation, I would not take revenge and swear not to be a man!

Yan Yi stood beside Cang Bieli and said calmly: "The sword that my mother personally took was injured by you. In the future, the Hidden Pavilion will seek revenge on you. I will kill you with my own hands and take your head to worship my mother. ”

Cang Bieli clasped his hands and muttered, "Impossible, she can't die." That sword wouldn't kill her so soon. Today is the deadline. Li Haomiao can save her, even if Li Haomiao doesn't come, I won't let her die. ”

"How could she die? How could she have died if it wasn't supposed to be like this? ”

Cang Beili took another step forward and wanted to investigate.

Yan Yi immediately stopped, blocked in front of Cang Bieli, and said, "Don't touch my mother's body!" You don't deserve to touch her! My mother is willing to die, but she doesn't want to see you, let alone let her save her. ”

"She's dead. Before she died, she didn't want to see you. After she died, she promised you a stick of incense, just a stick of incense. ”