In this way, for several days, the guests were weaving, endlessly, and the newly built welcoming place in Nanfeng was gradually full, and the period of the funeral sword ceremony was finally approaching.

It was early in the morning.

The sky is faintly bright, and a ray of morning light like a glow breaks through the clouds and falls on the peak of Wanren Mountain, dyeing the peak of the five peaks of the lotus flower with golden light.

On the square of the main hall of the Lotus Heart Peak in the center, there were densely packed with monks of the hundred sects in different costumes.

They all stood solemnly in groups of three or five, their eyes looking at the empty high platform jade seat from time to time.

Except for a few teams of swordsmen left behind by the Sword Sect, the rest of the people disappeared, and they didn't know where they were.

Time passed, the sun rose, and the light quietly moved down from the peak, and finally reached the mountainside, and sprinkled on the shoulders of everyone.

After a long time of not seeing the host come forward, finally someone got impatient and began to whisper.

In the back mountain of Lianxin Peak, a thatched hut is surrounded by water.

The grass house is not big, there is a broken wooden sign hanging on it, and three words are written on the iron pen and silver: Lotus Leaf Pavilion!

It is the former residence of the Angry Sky Sword Saint.

There were three people standing in front of the room, led by the Amazing Fairy, followed by Liangchen and Qianqiu Sect Master, behind the three of them were Elder Thorn Cloud, Yellow Crane Peak Lord, and on the outermost were thousands of Sword Sect disciples.

When the Sword Sect was besieged, the Angry Sky Sword Saint had already had a premonition that it would be difficult to escape this catastrophe, and he had already explained the aftermath clearly, one of which was to burn this grass house, saying that he had long been accustomed to this grass house, and hoped to bring it to the Yin Si Realm, so before the sword funeral ceremony, the Qianqiu Sect Master was ready to burn the grass house first.

Where did I think that the fairy would also come to see the former residence of the senior brother, but this time, he stood here and watched for a long time before he entered the house.

Everyone was motionless, waiting for the fairy to speak, but seeing that the auspicious time was near, the fairy was still motionless, as if he had been immobilized by a spell, a pair of eyes stared at the broken wooden sign hanging on the grass house, and gradually tears slowly overflowed, swaying, almost wanting to seize his eyes.

"Senior brother, why are you doing this!!"

I don't know how long it took, she finally whispered, her voice was very small, and only the Qianqiu Sect Master and Liangchen behind her could hear a few words.

"Uncle Shi, the guests over there are all waiting. Sect Master Qianqiu stiffened his head and reminded softly.

Hearing this, the fairy slowly closed her eyes, and two lines of hot tears were squeezed out of her eyes, slid down her cheeks, and fell on a few grasses at the door of the grass house.

The next moment, she opened her eyes again and walked into the thatched hut, and the Qianqiu Sect Master and Liangchen also hurriedly followed in.

The objects in the room were spotless, as if the owner was still resting in the room yesterday, but he didn't know that no one had been here for half a year.

The fairy looked at the things in the room carefully, as if she wanted to engrave them all in her mind.

After delaying for about half a cup of tea, seeing that the Sect Master of Qianqiu was a little anxious, the Amazing Fairy finally came out with his hands, and the two finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the fairy out of the thatched house, the Qianqiu Sect Master flicked it with one hand, and a flame instantly fell on the grass house, and with a "Teng" sound, the flames rose a few feet, and then spread down along the thatch.

The tables, chairs and benches in the room are all wooden, and the fire instantly envelops the entire grass house, and with a cracking sound, the grass house has been burned to the skeleton, and then listen to a few loud crackling sounds, the beams and pillars collapsed, the door panel fell to the ground, and the grass house turned into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With another wave of his hand, a dark cloud gathered above his head, and it began to rain "crackling".

The bean-sized raindrops hit the black grass and wood ashes, splashing clouds of smoke, as if they were misty in the eyes of the fairy fairy.

"Uncle Shi, the time has come. Sect Master Qianqiu reminded again.

Only then did the Amazing Fairy regain his senses, and flew up towards the Lotus Heart Peak.

The guests of the main hall got the news that the funeral sword ceremony was held at three o'clock in the morning, so people came early.

Who would have thought that after waiting for a long time, seeing that the hour was about to pass, the person in charge of the Sword Sect was still not seen, and some grumpy monks had already made a noise.

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, a long rainbow flew in, followed by thousands of colorful swords.

The light was all gone, revealing everyone in the Sword Sect.

The scene suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes fell on the leading woman.

This woman's face was sad, and her body was like a fairy in the Moon Palace, with a hint of coldness.

There are slight fine lines at the corners of the eyes, but they still look at the moon by the water, which is pitiful.

"Amazing Fairy!" a name suddenly appeared in everyone's minds.

"Please forgive me for the delay! Today's ceremony is presided over by Uncle Jinghong. The Qianqiu Sect Master introduced while confessing his guilt.

Sure enough, it's a fairy in the sky!

"I've seen the Amazing Fairy!" everyone didn't dare to hold it up, and they saluted one after another.

After all, the Amazing Fairy is a person in the same realm as several grandmasters, and if he counts the seniority, the least one generation is one generation higher.

Moreover, among the four great sword saints, there are the fewest in the world, and after the establishment of the Sorrow Cutting Pavilion, there has never been a step out of the mountain gate, at this time, if it were not for the funeral sword ceremony of the Angry Sky Sword Saint, everyone would have no chance to see her, so although there were thousands of people in the field, there were very few people who had seen her true face.

The dissatisfaction that had been waiting for a long time suddenly disappeared, after all, this side alone, I am afraid that going back is enough to boast for decades!

At the same time, one after another divine thoughts were like a breeze blowing through the scene, and for a moment, I don't know how many people were secretly casting secret techniques to sense the realm of the Amazing Fairy.

Unfortunately, most of them returned in vain, and only a few people showed a hint of surprise on their faces.

"Thank you for coming to participate in the senior brother's funeral sword ceremony and send him on his last journey, thank you!" Fairy Jinghong's gaze quickly swept over everyone's faces, and then spoke.

Where did everyone in the audience dare to accept her thanks, they all shouted that they didn't dare.

"Please sword gong, golden drum!" As the fairy spoke, he took out a beast's mouth swallowing wall, a simple long sword.

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