As he spoke, he saw that on the bamboo pole, a fisherman carried the bamboo and gently inserted it into the water, and threw a huge fat fish out of the water with a wave of his hand. Seeing this, another fisherman caught the big fish with a quick catch.

Suddenly, a few people were happy for a while, and then stared at the water again, waiting for the next big fish.

It is really a picture of no quarrel with the world and happy and harmonious. Qin Yuan was moved in his heart, seeing that these fishermen were just ordinary people, and they didn't know any Taoism, only by relying on their perennial experience, they could rely on a bamboo to float on the water.

He glanced at Ling'er and asked, "Ling'er heard you, I am the first foreigner you have ever met. Haven't you ever left the Broken Soul Cliff? ”

Dongfang Ling'er showed a look of anticipation and replied: "Yes, I have never been out of the Broken Soul Cliff. Even Elder Teng never went out. No one else has been there except you. ”

"Oh? In this way, the Broken Soul Cliff is isolated from the world. Qin Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

Ling'er nodded and said, "Exactly." I heard from the elders that this was to protect the clansmen, but when I asked again, they wouldn't say anything. And Brother Ying also taught me a lesson, saying that I asked too much. ”

"Could it be that your people have never interacted with outsiders and closed themselves to solitude?" Qin Yuan couldn't help but wonder. He never thought that within the realm of the Phantom Sea, there would be such a group hidden.

Ling'er shook her head slightly and said softly, "This is not true. I have heard from the people that they migrated fifteen years ago, and I don't know where they came from. The elders seemed to be very taboo about this, and did not allow the clansmen to talk about it in private. ”

"Fifteen years ago! Fifteen years ago again! Qin Yuan couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard this, and wondered in his heart: "What kind of secret is there in that catastrophe fifteen years ago?" Could it be that the Ling'er clan had something to do with the catastrophe. ”

He was puzzled in his heart, but he also knew that asking Ling'er about this matter would definitely not know anything, and he couldn't ask why. But if you have to ask Elder Teng and the others, I'm afraid that you will get into trouble again. Qin Yuan thought to himself that his family would not stay here for a long time, and he did not want to delve into the details of this clan.

Qin Yuan thought of this, and he was careful in his heart, but he didn't take these trivial matters to heart. He and Dongfang Ling'er walked slowly, but whenever he saw something new, he asked a few words, but his heavy heart gradually eased down, as if he wanted to integrate into the tranquility and freedom of this world.

Teng Youding looked at Qin Yuan and Ling'er's figures from a distance, without a glance. Behind him, Dongfang Ying looked worried, and his eyes showed a little ruthlessness.

"Elder Teng, just let Ling'er be alone with that Qin Yuan? Ling'er is really not like words...... "Dongfang Ying hasn't finished speaking. was interrupted by Teng Youding, he glared at Dongfang Ying and said: "Ying'er, although Ling'er is your sister, you don't forget her other identity." In the words, it is still necessary to be respectful. ”

Only then did Dongfang Ying realize his mistake, and hurriedly retreated to the side respectfully, no longer speaking, but his eyes were still firmly fixed on Qin Yuan.

Teng Youding knew that he was worried about Ling'er's safety, so he became impetuous, so he didn't care much, only sighed and said: "Fate!" He lightly pillared the scepter, looked at Qin Yuan and Ling'er again, and slowly left.

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On the banks of the Heavenly River in the Spirit Beast Valley, there was a dead silence. There is no cry of mourning, neither a cry of grief nor a roar of indignation. The white silk tree is flying, thousands of feet long, like a spirit flag, pointing out the way for the lost soul.

Shi Changhao was dressed in filial piety clothes, kneeling quietly in front of a coffin, his expression was blank, as if his soul consciousness had been emptied, and he didn't move.

Behind him, Shi Jitu, Shi Fan, and Shi Jinsong also stood quietly, without saying a word. Like three stone carvings, it is sad and sad. On the sides of these three people, there stood Xi Vulture, Lu Cang, and another Spirit Beast Valley Elder, Feng Ruqi.

After the elders, tens of thousands of disciples stood with their heads bowed and mourned. The wind blew and roared through the crowd, and suddenly, the pain in everyone's hearts became more and more painful.

The release of the sky is dead, and the head of the Spirit Beast Valley is dead, as if half of the sky in the Spirit Beast Valley has collapsed. Shi Jinsong raised his head slightly, looked at the gray sky, and said to Shi Changhao: "Changhao, the time has come, let's let your father go to the ground!" His heart was moved, and tears rushed out of his eyes. Shi Jinsong regretted in his heart, if he went with his eldest brother, maybe he could exchange his own life for his life at that critical moment. Shi Jinsong stayed with Elder Feng Ruqi this time to guard the rear of the Tianhe River, and did not follow the army to the Phantom Sea. Originally, he was not worried at all in his heart, after all, the disciples of the Spirit Beast Valley were several times larger than the Phantom Sea, and even the undisciplined fighting would not be inferior to the Phantom Sea. But when he received the message from the stream vulture, he was always uneasy. Although the news of the stream eagle only mentioned that the front line was tight and that it was necessary to release the air for reinforcements as soon as possible, Shi Jinsong saw the clue from it. First, the Phantom Sea must have relied on, and it can actually block the army of Shi Fan and Shi Jitu; Second, he estimated that the release of the void should have arrived in the Phantom Sea early, but why did the stream vulture send another message. He thought about it again and again, and was about to discuss with Feng Ruqi whether to find out, but he ushered in the retreat of the Spirit Beast Valley and the news of his death.

Shi Changhao's body was shocked, and he nodded to Shi Jinsong and said, "Let my father go." ”

As soon as his voice fell, a disciple stepped forward to lift the coffin and slowly put it into the tomb.

Shi Changhao's eyes were confused, and he turned around and slowly retreated to Shi Jitu's side: "Please rest in peace!" ”

"Rest in peace, boss!" Tens of thousands of people shouted at the same time, crying and worrying.

Shi Changhao couldn't bear to look at his father's coffin, and turned his head slightly, but he saw that Shi Jitu couldn't hold it, and he came out in pain.

"Fourth uncle, was my father really killed by Qin Yuan?" Shi Changhao asked.

Shi Jitu couldn't cry, where could he still respond. His Dao method has reached its peak, and his Dao heart is even more tenacious, but brotherhood, a hundred years and nights, will eventually leave one day, where can he still be transcendent. He nodded at Shi Changhao, and then stopped his tears.

"My Spirit Beast Valley vows to slaughter Qin Yuan!" Shi Changhao said coldly, only took out a letter and handed it to Shi Jitu and said, "Fourth uncle, this is a letter that my father has been storing in the study, I think it is a will. But I couldn't open it. ”

Shi Jitu took the letter, only to feel that the ink on it was dotted, and it suddenly twisted into a ball, emitting bursts of soft light. "Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are like splashing ink", Shi Jitu said in a low voice. On top of this letter, a formation of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains such as splashing ink has been laid out, and those who are not proficient in this formation will definitely not be able to open it. He accepted the letter, and was not in a hurry to open it, but quietly watched the funeral that had been released.

Shi Kong's life and death are too late to pass on the position of head to the next heir. It is said that when Shikong is alive, Shi Fan has the title of the second master, and the size of the Spirit Beast Valley, Shi Kong will listen to Shi Fan's plan. Now that Shi Kong is dead, Shi Fan should be the most competent person in charge. However, the battle between Spirit Beast Valley and Phantom Sea has already hurt the muscles and bones, and at this time, Spirit Beast Valley needs a more powerful person to preside over the overall situation. Therefore, Shi Jitu should have inherited the position of the head.

In the dead of night, Shi Jitu sat alone in the study, quietly looking at the letter in his hand. He was in a trance, and in the candlelight, he was mottled with tears.

"Big brother, you're leaving!" Shi Jitu sighed, "I don't know if the moonlit night knows that you have gone, will she come back to see you." He choked in his heart, and he had been looking forward to being able to get together with his father and son, and share his family happily, but until he died, he did not appear on a moonlit night. Shi Jitu didn't know that it was the moonlit night that killed the person who released the emptiness.

Shi Jitu settled his mind, and a streamer gathered in his hand. With a flick of his fingers, he typed the streamer into the letter. Suddenly, the streamer seemed to have found a path, and only penetrated into the letter. The letter received this streamer, and the flowing and flying handwriting on it gradually dispersed, and the original soft light slowly faded.

Shi Jitu saw that the formation of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains had been broken, and he unfolded this letter with a slight wave of his hand.

I saw that on the top of this letter, I only drew a picture of four different strokes. This picture is not round or square, and there is no discipline. Rao is that there is really nothing in this world that resembles the thing in this painting.

Shi Jitu frowned slightly, "What is this?" ”

He recognized the half-sound, but he still didn't know what to say, and when he was puzzled, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered what Shi Kong had said to him. Shi Kong once said: "I am the head of the Spirit Beast Valley, and I have shouldered a huge burden for generations. Therefore, when selecting the next generation of leaders, they will be very cautious. He even swore an oath with blood to make his will clear. It's just that Shi Jitu never thought of taking charge of the entire Spirit Beast Valley, so he didn't take this to heart.

His eyes gathered, and he said in his heart: "Even if the sword mountain and the sea of fire, I will survive and die with the Spirit Beast Valley." After that, the resolute momentum actually made the letter in his hand tremble slightly. Shi Jitu swiped his hand lightly, and suddenly the blood from his fingers flowed out, dripping into the four different pictures.

As soon as the blood touched the picture, it stirred up a thousand waves like a stone, and in an instant the whole study was wrapped in a ray of light. Shi Jitu looked at it fixedly, and saw that in this light, a figure gradually condensed. When this figure is condensed, it is the appearance of being completely relieved.

"Big brother!" Shi Jitu couldn't help shouting, he knew that Shi Kong was dead, but when he saw Shi Kong this time, his heart was extremely excited.

The light condensed into the void was ignored, and only said to himself: "When you see me, I must have died. And as the next head of the Spirit Beast Valley, you should also be aware of the heavy responsibilities you need to shoulder. Now, I will tell you the secrets that have been passed down through the generations of my Spirit Beast Valley, and listen carefully. ”