"See the Sect Master. ”

When the old man appeared, the surrounding disciples and deacons immediately bowed down and saluted, even the Golden Immortal Elder had to turn sideways slightly to show respect, Yuan Dao Immortal's face changed slightly, and he still lowered his head.

"See Senior Brother in Charge. ”

The one who came was none other than the Lord of the Heavenly Forbidden Forest, the current Sect Master of the Divine Wood Sect.

"Hmm. ”

The Rotten Wood Daoist nodded, his white beard fluttering in the wind, and his eyes turned on Li Chun and the unconscious Dong Feixuan, his face was solemn.

He has always been majestic, unpretentious, silent, and even rarely appears, but today he suddenly appeared here, and those deacons and disciples were speculating about whether something really happened in the demon cave.

The people of the Rotten Wood Dao themselves were also puzzled.

From the day Li Chun sent the body of the sheep back to the Shenmu Sect, the people of the Rotten Wood Dao felt a little restless, and they were all sitting in the room for a while, but they couldn't step into the Jingguan, except for the troubles in their hearts, they couldn't help but be surprised.

The genus of the golden immortals has surpassed the Buddhist arhats, and can be called the great misfortune of life and death, worry-free and fearful of distress - although the Taoist mind is different from the Buddhism, but after a higher level, the state of mind is naturally much calmer.

But it couldn't be quiet, and the people of Rotten Wood Dao guessed that something big was going to happen.

Today's sect is bigger, but his eyelids are jumping, just now, he only felt a click in his head, as if something was broken, and his heart suddenly woke up.

-- If anything is going to happen, today is the turning point!

The heart of the Rotten Wood Daoist was moved, so he hurried to the scene of the sect Dabi and happened to see this scene.

- Although Dong Feixuan is a proud disciple of the Shenmu Sect in the past few years, as the sect master, the Rotten Wood Daoist actually doesn't care much, after all, he has been in charge of a sect for a hundred years and a thousand years. And proud disciples will always emerge every once in a while, even if they are amazing and brilliant in the Heavenly Immortal Period, they will be obsessed with everyone in the Golden Immortal Period.

And even though the Flame Old Demon is powerful, he doesn't care even more, after all, this old monster has been trapped in the Flame Demon Pool for so many years, and he can't expect to make any waves. But the uneasy feeling in my heart has never calmed down.

After meeting Li Chun, this kind of love reached a climax.

"Do you mean...... Should it be on this teenager?"

The Rotten Wood Daoist narrowed his eyes, and his heart was uncertain.

"Is it that you sent the relics of the elder of the sheep back to the main gate, and now worship under the door of the hundred drunken forests and the hundred awakening Taoists?"

The Rotten Wood Daoist spoke, his eyes did not look at Li Chun, but he was asking him a question.

Li Chun was stunned.

Just now, he was brutally pushed away by the Yuan Dao Immortal, and he was angry in his heart, and he was about to theorize. Unexpectedly, the sect master he had never met suddenly came, which also made his anger over the death of Jian Bochong and the other four gradually calm down.

But the question of the Rotten Wood Daoist made him stunned.

"The disciple is indeed worshipping under the Hundred Drunken Forest Sect......"

But his master's name is Luo Jingsheng.

"Not bad. ”

The Rotten Wood Daoist nodded, revealing a dry smile, "Jingsheng is my junior brother, and the Dao number is awake." ”

In the past, the Hundred Awakening Daoists were also famous, but with the fall of his wife, he had the heart to abandon the Dao. Only use the common name, and call him by the Baixing Taoist in the door. There are not many left.

"Oh," Li Chun nodded repeatedly, "The disciple is none other than Master Luo's disciple." ”

He paused, his face gloomy.

"Today...... Under Master Luo, I'm afraid that there are only two left, me and my little sister. ”

The four of Jian Bochong all died at the hands of the Flame Old Demon, in the final analysis. It is to blame Dong Feixuan, who led out the Flame Old Demon.

Li Chun also knew that the other party might not have meant it, so he didn't mean to investigate it deeply, but the attitude of Yuan Dao Immortal who didn't admit it made him very angry.

"I see. ”

The Rotten Wood Dao Man's face darkened, and he shook his head slightly. With a gesture of reaching out, Li Chun walked in front of him, carefully examined his face, and reached out to caress the top of his head.

"One of the hundred drunken forests is one of the seven forests of my Shenmu Sect, and it is impossible to break the inheritance, and now that the great disciples have passed away, your master is like that again-in the future, it will depend on you to support the portal!"

His words were sincere, and Li Chun's heart moved, and his eyes couldn't help but redden.

Yuan Dao Immortal was also dumbfounded, his senior brother has always been unkind, and he has never looked the other way at Bai Zuilin, when did he see him talk to a young disciple like this?

"Go ahead! Justice is at ease in the hearts of the people!"

The Rotten Wood Daoist gently pushed, Li Chun only felt like a cloud driving the mist, and his body retreated sharply, but there was a whisper from the Rotten Wood Daoist in his ears, and he was shocked.

The sect master spoke to him in the form of sound transmission, and no one else heard it.

Li Chun nodded slightly, saluted in the air, and turned to leave.

――It's pointless to argue with the original Dao Immortal, it is true that you still have to consider the inheritance of the Hundred Drunken Forest first, and the words of the sect master seem to have a deep meaning, but he can't understand it for a while.

When Li Chun left, the Rotten Wood Daoist glanced at Yuan Daoxian and Dong Feixuan with a cold gaze, and without saying anything more, he turned around and left.

This sect master has always been majestic, when he was present, all the disciples didn't even dare to breathe, and when he left, he felt as if a big mountain was missing from his back, and he suddenly made a noise.

"Whew-"

The sound of exhalation, one after another.

Li Chun walked out of Dabi's woods, and watched the lively auspicious waiting there in the periphery, and when he saw him come out, he couldn't help crying.

Although Ji Xiang couldn't squeeze in, he had already heard the changes in the cave, and heard that Jian Bochong and the four people had fallen, and the little girl cried for it.

"Let's go and tell Master first. ”

Li Chun sighed, he thought that he would not be able to deal with Luo Jingsheng in the past three years - the general Dao swordsmanship can be passed down by Jian Bochong, Luo Jingsheng is drunk and sleepy every day, even if he is a golden immortal, he can't ask what is famous;

He shook his head and slowly walked to the drunken sky hanging wood, a little hesitant in his heart, not knowing how to report this bad news to Luo Jingsheng.

After losing his Taoist companion, Luo Jingsheng, who was once a Hundred Awakening Daoists, has become a sad one, and now he has lost the last four personal disciples, I don't know if he can withstand such a blow.

"Is it Chun'er and Jixiang? Come on!"

Luo Jingsheng's voice was very calm, appearing in Li Chun's ears, but somehow, there was a sense of loneliness and compassion when he heard it, which made people sour.

This Master ...... It may have been ...... Guessed.

Li Chun took a deep breath, pulled Ji Xiang up, landed steadily on the highest branch of the Drunken Sky Hanging Tree, and stood at the door of the palace where Luo Jingsheng was.

Luo Jingsheng is a golden immortal in the end, even though he is a little confused now, but he is self-sufficient, and now he is grief-stricken, but he is more sober, although his face is as pale as paper, but he is not as dim as usual.

"Come in. ”

He beckoned, a wry smile on his lips.

Bai Zui Lin is like this, he has an unshirkable responsibility, as the forest master, not only can he not carry forward Bai Zui Lin, but even the last four personal disciples have been broken.

How did he go to see his wife in the ground?

He coughed and lowered his eyelids.

"The four of them, how painful is the walk?"

For cultivators, there is no end to cultivation, death may not be the end, or they can be reincarnated and reborn, or they can fall into other realms, life and death are not a big deal, but they are far away, there is no day to see each other, and it is impossible to inherit the mantle of the hundred drunken forests.

“...... The Flame Old Demon shot extremely quickly, except for the senior brother who was beheaded, the rest of the people ...... All went very fast. ”

The Flame Demon's attacks were powerful and swift, and except for Jian Bochong, the others may have died before they could feel the pain.

Luo Jingsheng lowered his head, and Li Chun saw that his clothes were trembling, obviously forcibly suppressing his feelings.

The dignified Golden Immortal, the gaffe has reached this point, of course, because Luo Jingsheng is the most affectionate and sexual person.

- Also because of the tragedy of this news! (To be continued......