Shang Yunjian was silent for a moment and said, "Yes, you read that right. ”

Zhuge Linye was lying in a wheelchair, smiled a little hard, and said, "Then I'm not old and confused." ”

He turned his head and looked at the disciples of the Holy Pavilion who were still firmly suppressed by the ink array, and the light talisman in his hand was knotted, and the ink array suddenly cracked layer by layer.

The ink array was broken, on the one hand, because Zhuge Linye's rune cultivation was the top in the world, and on the other hand, because Long Yao did not stop it.

Those Holy Pavilion disciples who had escaped from the predicament did not attack her angrily at this time, but looked at Zhuge Linye with a sad expression, and some people had tears in their eyes.

Everyone could see that the current Zhuge Lin Ye had run out of oil, and breaking the ink array before was the last thing he could do for the Holy Pavilion.

After Wen Xingyao forcibly tore the sky and failed to ascend, Zhuge Linye was one of the most knowledgeable people in the world.

Such a great man is about to pass away, and whether he is friend or foe, he should show due respect at such times.

So Long Yao didn't stop him from breaking the formation.

So Shang Yunjian did not make a sword.

Zhuge Lin Ye pilgrimage pavilion members smiled slightly.

Most of those people had been taught by him, and he could name them.

He looked at these former seedlings and couldn't help but feel comforted.

His left hand lifted from the wheelchair and shook with some difficulty.

Anyone who has taken Zhuge Linye's class knows the meaning of this action.

A member of the Holy Pavilion said in an unwilling trembling voice, "Everyone...... Be quiet. ”

As a result, everything was silent.

Zhuge Linye asked them to be quiet, and they could only obey.

Because this may be his last request.

Zhuge Lin Ye bowed slightly, and then said to Shang Yunjian: "That taste is not pleasant." ”

Shang Yunjian nodded and said, "It's even more painful than when he was seriously injured by the Sword Demon." ”

Zhuge Linye smiled and said, "Real gold is not afraid of fire. ”

Shang Yunjian smiled: "That's right. ”

The members of the Holy Pavilion were confused, but Long Yao had read the notes left by the Chinese star yao of the stargazing map.

And she also knows Shang Yunjian well, and she immediately understood the content of their conversation.

A long, long time ago, Wen Xingyao once came up with an idea.

By fusing the meridians of the whole body with flesh and blood, ordinary cultivators who could only hold limited spiritual power may be able to obtain the ability to continuously absorb spiritual power similar to that of immortals.

To test this hypothesis, he went to two helpers.

The medicine immortal is cold and contains water, and the holy pavilion immortal Xun sunshine.

They spent months in the Sanctuary and finally came to a conclusion.

The method is feasible, but it is necessary to break the meridians of the whole body, and then forcibly combine them with flesh and blood with great magical powers, the pain during the period is unimaginable, and even a large number of panacea are required to hang their lives, even so, there is only a success rate of one percent.

In the end, Wen Xingyao gave up this idea, but this "flowing blue body" still entered the scripture building of the Holy Pavilion, because it was not cultivateable, and it was forgotten within a few years.

Later, the sword demon attacked Lingxiao Peak, and most of the classics in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion were lost, Zhuge Linye and Sima Wuhua stepped forward and spent a lot of time copying the lost classics.

In the process, Zhuge Linye found the notes that were sealed in the library and recorded the "Liubi Body".

Now that he sees the real thing, he can't help but be curious.

But what made him most curious was not only the flowing blue body that appeared on Shang Yunjian's body, but also some other things.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and he looked away.

Luo Qingchen looked at him quietly from the side, his eyes darkened for no reason.

In any case, he was her father after all.

Zhuge Linye beckoned to her.

Luo Qingchen walked up slowly.

Zhuge Linye began to take a closer look at his daughter.

He didn't even know about her existence until she rushed to the Holy Pavilion to cover Shang Yunjian's escape.

He didn't know her birthdate, nor her name, nor did he know that the mortal woman with whom he had a dewy affair died a year after he left, and the child was left in the wild by her uncle.

Fortunately, someone passed by, and the child did not die.

The passer-by's name was Luo Jinghong.

He had never seen his daughter grow up, let alone take a good look at her like he did now.

Looks...... vaguely has the shadow of his youth.

Zhuge Linye smiled, and with some difficulty, Ti Luo lightly brushed the hair in front of his temples.

"I'm sorry. ”

This is the first time he has officially apologized to Luo Qingchen.

It is also an apology to the woman who has been dead for a long time.

Although he was full of wealth, he could only apologize to the two women he was most sorry for with these three words. Reading the book

He is not a good husband, much less a good father.

Luo Qingchen choked up slightly and said, "It's okay...... Father. ”

When Luo Qingchen had just come to the Holy Pavilion, she shouted to Zhuge Linye for her father.

There was a lot of emotion in that father's voice.

But it has never been as full as the current voice.

Zhuge Linye smiled, his smile brighter than the sun.

He got up slightly and hugged Luo Qingchen.

Because of the exhaustion of strength, this time he almost fell.

There was a faint sobbing sound among the members of the Templar.

Luo Qingchen trembled and stretched out his hand to hug Zhuge Linye's thin body.

"Father, cherish. ”

Zhuge Linye smiled and nodded, and lightly touched Luo Qingchen's forehead, and at the same time, a layer of white light appeared on his body.

The immortal fell, and his body turned into a streamer, reincarnated between heaven and earth.

Although the white light is holy, it represents death.

His body began to blur, shattering in the flying streamers.

Long Yao asked, "Are you a little unwilling to this world?"

Zhuge Linye smiled lightly: "There was before, but now, there is no more." ”

"I can't take care of what happens after death. ”

He glanced one last time in the direction of the Pavilion and smiled, "I just hope you don't break my heritage." ”

Long Yao nodded in response.

Zhuge Linye smiled with relief, his body finally dissipated completely, and only the wheelchair was left empty.

Luo Qingchen walked back to Shang Yunjian in silence, and Shang Yunjian stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes for her.

Luo Qingchen thanked softly.

The disciples of the Holy Pavilion could no longer bear it at this time, and tears welled up in their eyes.

A disciple gritted his teeth and was unwilling to speak: "Congratulations...... Immortal Master. ”

"Congratulations to the Immortal Master. ”

"Congratulations to the Immortal Master!"

Like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, the disciples of the Holy Pavilion watched the streamer disperse, but these four words were like a wave, and they never stopped.

Long Yao watched this scene calmly, and when Zhuge Linye's streamer completely dissipated, there was already spiritual ink gathering around him.

The Holy Pavilion disciple who spoke out earlier shouted angrily: "Mr. Long Er, you just promised the Immortal Master to continue the Sacred Pavilion inheritance, why do you want to attack us!"

Long Yao said lightly: "I promise to continue his inheritance, not the Holy Pavilion." ”

The Holy Pavilion disciple roared, "Immortal Master is the Holy Pavilion!"

Long Yao shook his head and said, "He's just him." ”

She glanced at Shang Yunjian.

The latter quickly understood what she meant.

The little guy named Su Yi last time, he can leave a life.

But this holy pavilion must be destroyed.

In this way, Zhuge Linye's inheritance has not been broken, and his last wish has been fulfilled.

However, at this time, he forcibly used his sword intent to stimulate his own strength, even if there were no meridians in his body, he still suffered a lot of trauma after all.

And Long Yao accompanied Zhuge Linye to play a game of chess, and after going all out, his state was not very good.

But they still have a man.

Luo Qingchen's hands were sealed, and the seven elemental origins that had been brewing for a long time swept away, as if the sky was full of flowers and rain, and there was no way to dodge it.

The Holy Pavilion disciple roared again, "They are at the end of their crossbows, everyone!"

Originally, this sentence was to boost morale, and after Zhuge Linye's death, the grief and indignation of these people reached its peak.

But when they began to resist Luo Qingchen's attack, they found that this daughter of Zhuge Linye was indeed much stronger than they imagined.

Within half an hour, everyone in the Holy Pavilion was powerless to resist, and even the most radical Holy Pavilion disciple had a desperate look in his eyes.

Even if she condensed the Seven Elemental Origins, why was she so strong?

Luo Qingchen held the jade flute in his hand and looked at them quietly, a little silver between his eyebrows twitching slightly.

The Holy Pavilion disciple showed an expression of disbelief and shouted, "You actually dare to use the power of an immortal master!"

Luo Qingchen said calmly: "Father knew that I would do this, but he still gave me the seal, which means that he agrees with me to suppress you, or rather, suppress the Holy Pavilion." ”

"You have little blood and spew, the immortal master has done his best for the Holy Pavilion all his life, how could he let you do such a thing!"

"Father just wanted to correct the mistakes of the Holy Pavilion. Luo Qingchen shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly, "Haven't you ever thought that the current Holy Pavilion is still the Holy Pavilion he fought for back then?"