Elder Yuan Song hurriedly ran into the pavilion door, and he didn't care about the etiquette in the sect, and his tone was anxious: "Master, the star life lamps in the side hall just now are constantly extinguishing one by one, and those who are withering are all disciples who have gone down the mountain this time!" ”

Even though Xuanling Zhenren guessed that Elder Yuan Song came in a hurry, it must have something to do with the disciples who had come down the mountain to train.

When I heard the news, I still couldn't stop being heartbroken and shocked.

He hurriedly spoke: "Who are the fallen disciples, Gu Mingyue, Chen Yan, do they have something to do?" ”

Rows of cold sweat broke out on Elder Yuan Song's forehead, and he replied: "The subordinates are only busy telling the head of the house about this, and they haven't had time to see the names on the Star Life Lamp clearly, and if they want to know which disciples have fallen, they also need to re-ignite the Star Life Lantern with spiritual power." ”

"Okay, you go down and light the star life lantern, I will quickly gather a few door masters and wait for them to investigate the situation."

After speaking, the Xuanling Dao Leader raised his hand and swept it in the air.

Six colored spiritual lights turned into an arc in the air and flew towards several palace gates and main halls of the Hongluan Palace.

The masters of the palace gates received the news transmitted by the Xuanling Dao Chief, and hurriedly flew to the right side hall of the Hongluan Palace.

Yunmeng Fairy was impatient, and took the lead in speaking: "Can the fallen disciple have Gu Mingyue?" Lingyan and Luoxi are they inside? ”

Her voice trembled slightly, and her hands clenched into fists.

It was a group of disciples she had worked so hard to cultivate over the years, and they valued their lives more important than their own lives.

"Fairy, the resurrection of the Star Destiny Lamp cannot reincarnate the disciples, and the names of the fallen disciples have not yet been discovered."

There are as many as 1,000 star life lamps in the right side hall, and the number is increasing every year.

It is undoubtedly very time-consuming to find out the star life lights of Gu Mingyue and others from so many star life lights.

The fastest way is to light these extinguished star life lamps with immortal methods and count the roster of fallen disciples

"Then call a few more disciples to come over and help fight, grinding, when will it take?" Yunmeng Fairy was so anxious that she stomped her feet.

Elder Yuan Song knew that Fairy Yunmeng had a hot temper, so he didn't dare to say anything, so he hurriedly called a few more disciples to come over and smash the broken Star Life Lamp.

After piecing together, Elder Yuan Song counted the list of fallen disciples.

Yunmeng Fairy couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that the few female disciples she loved were not on the list.

Xuan Ling Zhenren saw that Gu Mingyue was fine, and the strings in his heart were loosened a lot, but there was no change on his face.

Subsequently, a few people from Xuan Ling Zhenren stood by the Star Destiny Lantern to see if there was any change.

Most of the day passed, and the star lamp did not change, standing quietly.

Xuanling Zhenren exhaled: "It seems that Gu Mingyue, Chen Yan and the others happened to encounter a crisis, and a few disciples were careless for a while, so they suffered, not that the Heavenly Demon Sect resurrected and wantonly slaughtered the disciples of my Hongluan Palace." ”

When the other six peak masters heard this, they all nodded.

If it was really the hand of the Heavenly Demon Sect, with the cruelty of this cult, the death toll would be more than that, and the duration would not be so short.

"Senior brother in charge, how to deal with this matter?" Qingyang Dao Governor asked.

"What else can I do?" Xuanling Zhenren smiled bitterly: "Life and death are fate, fortune and misfortune are impermanent, how can there be no deaths and injuries when you go down the mountain to practice and practice?" It's all fate! ”

Qingyang Dao Commander hesitated: "But if you leave it alone, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no greater casualties, this is ......"

"Going down the mountain to experience and practice, is the path that every disciple of the Red Luan Hall has to take, the master leads the door, the cultivation is personal, if we interfere in everything, how do you let them grow?"

Xuanling Zhenren sighed: "Senior Brother Qingyang, several of us are from the past, so we should understand this truth better." ”

Daoist Qingyang listened and nodded silently.

As Xuan Ling Zhenren said before, the edge of the sword comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

If they don't go through a cruel experience, these disciples who have come down the mountain will not be able to transform into growth, how can they support the future of the Hongluan Palace?

Back then, hundreds of disciples of their generation went down the mountain to practice.

As a result, less than a tenth of those who came back alive.

And they can only watch the brothers and sisters who get along day and night die in front of them one by one, but they can't do anything.

Xuan Ling Zhenren looked at the pile of extinguished star life lamps in front of him, and his heart didn't hurt.

These are the disciples he watched grow up!

A high-spirited boy and girl, a fresh and beautiful life, but it turned out to be gone.

Eternal life is often accompanied by bloody killings and brutal struggles.

If you don't pay attention to it a little, you will die, and you will pay for years of hard work.

But they can't interfere with this experience, otherwise the disciples who come down the mountain won't be able to really grow.

This is not only about the future of the Hongluan Palace, but also about the future life of every disciple.

The people of their generation are old, and the future belongs to the young.

If you help now, the young disciples will become dependent.

When they return to the West one day, what will these disciples do?

Do you sit quietly and wait to die?

The seven old sect masters let out a long sigh, turned around and walked out of the right side hall.

A month later, the news of the disciple's death came again.

The seven disciples' star life lamps were shattered, but the dead were all outer disciples.

The sect disciples of the Canglan Continent are divided into outer disciples, inner disciples, and personal disciples.

The outer disciples are not in the last stream, and the inner disciples are the cornerstone of the sect.

And only the disciples are the core of the sect, the head and the successor of the mantle of the elders.

When Xuan Ling Zhenren and the others learned about this, they just sighed and ignored it.

Unexpectedly, the bad news came one after another.

Half a year later, six more disciples' star lights went out.

Four outer disciples and two inner disciples died.

A year later, five more disciples died, and one of them was still a personal disciple of Ziyu Sanren, the master of the Purple Electric Palace.

The successive bad news, although it was blocked by Xuan Ling Zhenren and others, still spread out.

Although these dead disciples only accounted for a small part of the disciples who had gone down the mountain to practice.

However, since Xuanling Zhenren did not publish the list of deaths, his disciples did not know who the dead were.

These fallen disciples may be sisters and brothers who get along day and night, or they may have made an early covenant with the female cultivators of the Hanqing Palace.

If you can't see anyone when you come back, after that, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, you will be alone, and who will you talk to when you are lonely?

For a while, the Hongluan Hall was shrouded in a gloomy cloud.

After that, every once in a while, a few pieces of the star lamp in the right side hall would be broken.

By the third year, only half of the disciples who had descended the mountain had fallen.

Seeing the fall of so many disciples, the seven old Taoist priests felt how uncomfortable they were.

Seven people have no marriage and no children in their lives, and the disciples are not only the heirs of the mantle, but also the children who feel the warmth of family affection!

Now watching the disciples die one after another in the experience, how can you not feel heartache?

The only thing that made them feel relieved was that the few personal disciples led by Gu Mingyue and Chen Yan were fine.