"No !!!" Chen Yan looked at Zhang Liang, who was gradually losing his human form in the flames, and shouted loudly.

Zhang Liang has only known Chen Yan for a few dozen days, but in this sudden night, this kind elder, the fake uncle who took good care of Chen Yan, just like this, made a silent farewell to Chen Yan in the flames.

Even at the moment when Zhang Liang left this world, the two of them did not make further eye contact, language exchange, just silently, in the light of fire, Zhang Liang followed the footsteps of his two brothers, feathered into immortals, and left mortal dust.

The Seven Star Incineration Array, which can be called the treasure of the Danding Sect, was finally shattered under the full blow of Zhang Liang's Yellow Turban Sect's highest martial art, "Ze was born by the common people".

Although Zhang Liang died in battle, he used his death to defend the dignity of the Yellow Turban Sect and the prestige of this sect in the world.

Chen Yan's eyes were straight, staring at Zhang Liang, and Zhang Liang had already turned into a wisp of green smoke at this time......

Samadhi True Fire, this flame is much hotter than the mortal flame, and its power is enough to burn the gold and stone to ashes...... What's more, it's just flesh and blood, Zhang Liang, who is half-immortal cultivator......

Xing'er is even more pear blossom with rain at this time, she is already a sentimental girl, how can she withstand such a big change.

Zhang Liang, although he and Xing'er are in a hurry, but this generous elder has already won Xing'er's favor.

Xing'er trembled, slowly moved the lotus step, and walked towards Chen Yan.

Chen Yan, on the other hand, was blank and knelt on the ground, unable to make any sound except for the "no" he had just shouted......

Apricot hair fluttered in the night breeze, and her handsome face looked brighter in the distant extinguishing firelight, but it was also more sad...... She slowly approached Chen Yan, stretched out her hands, hugged Chen Yan's head tightly, put his ear to her chest, and said softly, "It's all over...... It's all gone......"

But is it really all in the past? I'm afraid even Apricot herself doesn't believe it.

The night wind is bleak...... The moonlight is thin and cool...... When the fire on Zhang Liang's body was completely extinguished, the four suddenly sprinkled with the unique silver-gray color of the moonlight again.

Chen Yan looked at the black ash not far away, completely paralyzed in Xing'er's gentle arms, his lips moved slightly, and he whispered, "Uncle Shi, he ...... Let's go? ”

Xing'er seemed to repeat palely, and seemed to confirm helplessly, she followed Chen Yan's tone and said softly: "Uncle He...... Gone ......."

Chen Yan didn't seem to believe it, and after a long time, he confirmed again: "Senior uncle...... Really gone? ”

Xing'er didn't respond this time, she knew in her heart that no matter how many times she said it, Chen Yan would never believe the scene in front of her, and he would never want to believe that the uncle he had always regarded as a dependant and role model for a long time really died at the hands of the Danding Sect......

Where is Zuo Ci at this time? Where is Yu Ji?

How to calculate the blood feud between the Danding Sect and himself?

Chen Yan didn't want to think about all of this anymore, and he didn't have the strength to think about it anymore after all......

Even his own uncle is gone...... How can he sustain himself?

On this heaviest night, the saddest night, Chen Yan suddenly felt very sleepy, and his eyelids were also dizzy.

On this night when he couldn't relax, Chen Yan actually lay in Xing'er's arms like this, watching Zhang Liang turn into a handful of loess and fall asleep deeply......

In the blink of an eye, the east rises, and in addition to the wild grass and vines, a piece of gold begins to emerge on this endless wilderness.

Chen Yan only felt that the sun was dazzling, and before he could blink an eye, he had already woken up.

He looked around and saw Xing'er sitting on the ground, seemingly asleep. Chen Yan hurriedly asked softly, "Xing'er, Xing'er, are you still sleeping?" ”

Xing'er moved at this time, opened a pair of beautiful eyes and responded: "People just fell asleep, what's the matter?" ”

After that, Chen Yan and Xing'er suddenly remembered the events of last night, and the two couldn't help but sigh in unison.

After all, Chen Yan is not a newcomer, and he is used to life and death after working the battlefield.

Chen Yan stood up, pulled Xing'er's body up, and then walked towards Zhang Liang's wreckage.

It's more like a wreckage, but it's just a handful of ashes.

And among the ashes, there is a glittering light!

What is it?

Chen Yan naturally muttered to himself, walked over quickly, looked down, and saw two shining things in the handful of ashes.

One of them was a thumb-sized piece of gemstone packing things, Chen Yan looked at it in his eyes, his heart was shocked, his mind was spinning, and he thought, "Could it be that this is a relic?" ”

The so-called relics should have been a kind of holy object incarnated by the body when the eminent monk passed away in the Buddhist path. At this time, Buddhism had just been introduced to Middle-earth, and it had not yet spread, and Zhang Liang was a Taoist, so it was theoretically impossible to be proficient in Buddhism, and there should be no such relics.

But when Chen Yan picked up the gem, he only felt that the tentacles were warm, and the appearance was strange, and it was clearly a relic that he had seen in a book!

"Could it be that there is something in common between these Buddhist paths? Regardless of the Buddha's path, as long as you attain the Tao, you can turn this relic into it? ”

Xing'er heard it strangely, and hurriedly asked, "What relics?" ”

Chen Yan had no choice but to say vaguely: "It's nothing." ”

After Chen Yan went to look again, he saw that among the ashes, in addition to the relics, there was also a yellow scarf, this yellow scarf looked inconspicuous, I am afraid it was still a little tattered, but when the sun shone, it actually emitted a dazzling brilliance, some like silk and satin.

This is......

Chen Yan was apprehensive.

"What the hell is this?"

Apricot was also born and exclaimed.

Chen Yan was not ambiguous, and suddenly involuntarily tied the yellow scarf to his head, and for a while he only felt that the true qi was coming from his forehead, and he was full of energy!

"Could this be the Yellow Turban Sect's token of master?" Apricot blurted out.

As soon as Xing'er said this, Chen Yan suddenly felt a little reasonable. This yellow scarf can not be burned under the tempering of the true fire of Samadhi, which shows that it is a rare treasure. And Zhang Liang, as the last supreme leader of the Yellow Turban Sect, carried it with him, which also proved its value.

Chen Yan already had the treasure of blood-colored ancient jade on his body, and the wonder of this ancient jade was that it contained a true qi that could help Chen Yan heal his injuries and improve his cultivation.

Nowadays, this yellow scarf is ordinary and strange, except that it can be tied on the head and not burned by the true fire of samadhi, there is really no benefit to it. Chen Yan took it off his head and looked at it three times, but he still didn't have any ideas.

"Forget it, now that you have it, take it with you." Chen Yan said to himself, "After all, this is also a relic of my uncle. ”

Xing'er nodded again and again, and then asked, "Should we bury Zhang Liang's predecessors?" ”

Chen Yan listened and nodded hurriedly, but before he could do anything, the north wind blew, and Zhang Liang's handful of soil, followed by the north wind, disappeared......