A new grave stands in the wind and snow.

Wang Cheng's face was full of grief, and he knelt in front of the tomb like a statue.

"Senior Brother Wang, just leave like this."

"I still remember when the three of us used to clean the medicine garden together, we had a lot of fun talking."

Da Niu's face is lonely, and the immortal path is ruthless, even a monk can hardly avoid life and death.

"Senior Brother Wang, go all the way."

Zhao Ping'an's heart was heavy, and looking at the grave of Wang Cripple, he was also a little difficult to let go.

I still remember that when I first came to the medicine garden, Wang lame wandered in front of the wooden house, kindly reminding himself that there were unclean things in the wooden house.

I still remember the first time I went to the spirit room, the lame king took him to line up to receive the spirit stone.

Although Wang Cripple's qualifications are mediocre, he takes great care of Zhao Ping'an!

But now, this Senior Brother Wang, who takes a lot of care of himself, has left this world forever.

Even if he is an immortal cultivator who is high in the eyes of mortals, he will eventually have to face life and death.

"Those who leave are gone, but those who live will continue to live."

"Wang Cheng, don't keep kneeling, get up."

Da Niu noticed the grief-stricken Wang Cheng and silently stepped forward to help him up.

"Uncle Da Niu, it's all my fault."

"If I hadn't given that medicine to my uncle, he probably wouldn't have left so early."

Wang Cheng was full of self-blame, and he still couldn't forgive himself.

If he hadn't rashly found Blood Lingzhi for his uncle to take it, the latter might be able to hold on for a while.

"Don't say that, you're doing it well."

"The proudest thing about Senior Brother Wang is that he has cultivated you to become an official disciple of the sect, and you should not live up to his expectations."

Da Niu reassured.

"What's the use of being a full disciple? Still can't save my uncle. ”

Wang Cheng shook his head and said unwillingly.

Hearing this, Da Niu also fell silent, in the past, he also aspired to become an official disciple of the sect like most people, and longed to become a stronger monk.

But now that I see the lame man die, I realize what is the point of all this pursuit?

"Wang Cheng, cheer up."

At this moment, Zhao Ping'an spoke.

He looked at Wang Cheng and said seriously: "Senior Brother Wang's death is not your fault, you still have a long way to go, and you have to help him fulfill his unfulfilled wish." ”

"Uncle's wish?" Wang Cheng looked puzzled, he had never heard his uncle mention any wishes.

"His wish is not only to become an official disciple of the sect, but also to become a real immortal cultivator."

"In the past, he couldn't achieve this goal on his own due to his qualifications, but then he poured all his heart and soul into you."

Zhao Ping'an said calmly.

It's not that he deliberately comforted Wang Cheng like this by talking nonsense, but that when Zhao Ping'an and Wang Cripple were chatting in the past, they inadvertently learned each other's true thoughts.

If it weren't for seeing Wang Cheng become so sad and depressed, Zhao Ping'an would not have said these words.

"Brother Zhao, is this true?"

Wang Cheng confirmed again and again, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes.

"Of course."

Zhao Ping'an replied in a deep voice.

"Okay, I got it."

"I will definitely live up to my uncle's expectations, I want to become the immortal powerhouse he yearns for!"

Wang Cheng's face was full of solemnity, and he said firmly.

Seeing that Wang Cheng was regaining his strength, Zhao Ping'an looked satisfied.

Unlike Wang Cripple and Da Niu, Wang Cheng is still very young, and his cultivation has now been promoted to the ninth level of Qi refining, and there is a lot of room for improvement in terms of both qualifications and potential.

If Wang Cheng continues to work hard, he may have a place in the Sword Sect in the future.

……

After attending the funeral of the lame man, Zhao Ping'an did not return to the medicine garden, but took the other talismans that had just been made not long ago and went to the Zhenyi Pavilion in the foot of the mountain.

Promised to help the Lizu people make twelve kinds of talismans, Zhao Ping'an completed a batch last time, and now he is handing over the last batch of talismans to the Liclan.

At the foot of the mountain, Fang City is still lively and noisy, Zhao Ping'an has changed his appearance and has become the guest of Zhenyi Pavilion "Li Wu." ”

Outside the Zhenyi Pavilion, Zhao Ping'an found that the shops that were bustling and lively on weekdays looked a little deserted today, and there were almost no customers entering and exiting the door.

The business of Zhenyi Pavilion is one of the best in the entire Sword Sect's market, and it is rare for it to be so deserted.

"What's going on?"

As soon as Zhao Ping'an approached the Zhenyi Pavilion, he sensed that invisibly, several powerful divine senses swept past his body.

Fortunately, at this moment, Zhao Ping'an used secret techniques to cover his mana fluctuations, so even a monk in the Jindan Realm could not see his true cultivation and realm at the moment.

"Master Li, let's go!"

Just as Zhao Ping'an had just entered the Zhenyi Pavilion, Xiao Han hurriedly greeted him, and lowered his voice and hurriedly reminded.

Hearing this, Zhao Ping'an knew that something was wrong, so he was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait."

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly sounded.

Several figures exuding a strong aura were directly blocked in front of Zhao Ping'an like ghosts.

Zhao Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly, judging from the mana fluctuations emitted by these people, they all had a perfect cultivation in the foundation building period, and at this moment, a terrifying divine sense came from the house, which shrouded Zhao Ping'an's body like a storm.

"There are monks in the Jindan Realm!"

Zhao Ping'an's face was solemn, and he looked in the direction where the fluctuations of his divine consciousness came, and saw a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, striding out.

He was sturdy and tall, his eyes were sharp and attractive, and he asked Zhao Ping'an, "If I guessed correctly, you are the talisman master who provided the talisman for the people who left the clan, right?" ”

His tone was cold, as if he were questioning a prisoner.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Ping'an did not mean to deny it, and asked about the identity of the other party.

"Tianxuan Holy Land Law Enforcement Hall, Fang Shi."

The man was expressionless and said lightly.

"Tianxuan Holy Land Law Enforcement Hall?"

Zhao Ping'an's heart sank slightly, no wonder Xiao Han let him leave, it turned out that someone from Tianxuan Holy Land had come here.

The Law Enforcement Hall of the Tianxuan Holy Land is somewhat similar to the Discipline Hall of the Sword Sect, but the Law Enforcement Hall of the Tianxuan Holy Land has greater authority, not only can control the disciples of the Holy Land, but also suppress all the monks and forces that harm the interests of the Holy Land.

"Making talismans for the departed people harms the interests of the Holy Land, and we must return to the Holy Land with us today to be punished."

Fang Shi stared at Zhao Ping'an coldly and said in an unquestionable voice.

"Fang Daoyou, Master Li Fushi is a person from our Zhenyi Pavilion, and making talismans for the Lizu people is the business of our Zhenyi Pavilion and the Liclan."

"You're not doing it properly!"

Xiao Han hurriedly opened his mouth and said.

"Rules? In South County, the rules of the Holy Land are the rules. ”

"It's not just him, your Zhenyi Pavilion has provided talismans and magic weapons for the Liclan, which has also seriously damaged the interests of the Holy Land."

"Today, I am going to seal the entire Zhenwei Pavilion, and everyone including you will be brought back to the Holy Land for disposal."

Fang Shi spoke lightly, and his tone was domineering and strong.

As his words fell, the faces of all the Zhenyi Pavilion people, including Xiao Han, changed greatly, Fang Shi was going to uproot the Zhenyi Pavilion in Sword Sect Fang City.