For a while, the hall was silent, and everyone stopped making noise.

At this time, footsteps sounded at the door, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was finally over, and someone turned his head to look at it, and was stunned, "Water Cave Lord, why are you?"

Shui Yiren smiled lightly, and was steadily walking to his seat, when he heard the voice, he was stunned when he saw the other party looking at him in surprise, "I just went out to take a breath, and I just came in, why is Your Excellency so surprised?"

The man shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm surprised, we just thought that this competition had a result, no, everyone here is a little impatient." ”

A little bit, not to mention a little bit, it's already been a round of trouble.

Shui Yiren suddenly smiled: "Let's be patient, this is also a major event of other people's sects, since I am asked to wait here to testify, just don't come, since we have stayed, what does it matter if everyone is restless and wait?"

Even if Huo Fengxing came out to interrupt, these people were still not very convinced, and among the only three remaining sects, only the wise abbot of Pudu Temple was here.

The wise abbot did not like disputes, nor did he want to join them, so he did not hear or see what he did, and meditated on the sidelines.

Now that Shui Yiren is back, he is also one of the five major sects, even if he is ranked last, it is incomparable to them.

At this time, he spoke, and naturally no one went up to refute it.

The man who spoke just now also had a sneering face and smiled flatteringly, "What the water cave master said is right, we are in a hurry. ”

Seeing their cowardice, Huo Fengxing sneered disdainfully on the side.

The man didn't care about his rudeness at the moment, but smiled shyly: "During the last sect competition, a female disciple was born, and her medical skills were superb, and I think her outfit should be a disciple of the Hanging Pot Cave." ”

Hearing this, Shui Yiren also instantly smiled very happily, and looked at the man with a much kinder gaze, "That's right, that is one of my disciples, I didn't want to be in the limelight, but at that time, the situation was urgent, and people's lives were at stake, so I reluctantly came out, but I didn't want to be in the limelight." ”

The man immediately complimented: "The disciples of the Water Cave Lord are really blue, and the future life is terrifying!"

"Prizes have been awarded. Shui Yiren arched his hand, although he said this, but the corners of his mouth couldn't be suppressed, it was enough to see how satisfied he was with that disciple.

After chatting for a while, there were footsteps at the door again, with the previous things, this time everyone was not in a hurry to preconceive, but swept their eyes to the field, and found that the two masters and apprentices were not there, and they were clear, but their eyes also looked at the door.

It was indeed Ci Yuehua and the two who came in at the door, they glanced at everyone present, and walked straight towards their positions without saying a word.

When everyone was about to retract their gaze, they saw that there were other people behind them at this time, and at a glance, it was the subordinate who had been with Song Zhishu, he walked to the door and paused, one hand stretched out respectfully, and it seemed that he was leading the way for someone.

Behind him was Song Changqi, the protagonist of this competition, but at this moment he did not have the slightest joy on his face, but as if he had suffered a heavy blow.

Seeing his face in the eyes of everyone, he only got one message, that is, he lost to his younger brother in this competition.

However, this success or failure is someone else's, and it has nothing to do with themselves, these people were originally watching the excitement at the time, and now that the excitement is coming, they just need to watch it leisurely.

After Song Changqi walked in, these people were already looking at the door with their necks stretched, the losers are here, the heir must have also arrived here, and the sick Song Zhishu has not yet come.

However, after watching it for a long time, I didn't see anyone coming, and some people couldn't help muttering in their hearts, could it be that they had something else?

Song Changqi didn't pay attention to the expressions of the people present, his expression was heavy, he forcibly walked up to the high platform calmly, and directly showed the wind order in his hand without saying a word.

The referee elder saw Song Changqi's face and his heart was also sinking, Song Changqi was the one he had seen since he was a child, and he had always regarded him as an heir in his heart, for Song Changwei, except for cultivation, there was nothing else he could look up to.

In his opinion, this Qingfeng Gate should never be handed over to Song Changwei, but he didn't know what the sect master was crazy about wanting Song Changwei and Song Changqi to compete fairly.

He has also persuaded many times before, but there is no result, he has been hanging a weighing stone in his heart, I am really afraid that one is wrong, this huge Qingfeng Gate will really be handed over to Song Changwei's hands, if this is the case, then this Qingfeng Gate's century-old foundation is really going to be destroyed.

At this time, the scene he least wanted to see really happened, the referee elder was bitter and astringent in his heart, the sect master was really old, and Qingfeng Sect was afraid that he would also follow in the footsteps of Wanyang Sect!

But at this moment, when he saw what appeared in Song Changqi's palm, the referee elder was instantly stunned and looked at this scene in disbelief.

The small pale cyan token was emitting a glowing glow at the moment, obediently staying in Song Changqi's palm, the disciples of Qingfeng Sect had all seen the portrait of this Wind Order, and with just one glance, the Elder Referee could recognize that this was the Wind Order, and this Wind Order was appearing in the hands of the person he valued the most at this moment, and looking at it, this Wind Order had already belonged to Song Changqi!

"This ...... Wind Order, this is Wind Order, Grand Prince, you, have you found the Wind Order?" the referee elder instantly became incoherent with excitement.

Song Changqi no longer had his kind of excitement, and he only nodded lightly when he heard his question.

"Eldest Prince, you really didn't disappoint me, Qingfeng Gate has a promising future!" The referee elder thought about it a thousand times, and finally saw the light of day again.

However, Song Changqi did not look happy at all, but his breath was even lower.

It's just that at this moment, the referee elder was immersed in great joy, and even when he saw him like this, he didn't think much about it, but was in a hurry to announce it to you.

He pointed to the light cyan token in Song Changqi's hand and said to everyone in the audience: "This is the wind order held by the first head of my Qingfeng Gate, and it is also the topic of this heir selection, this time it is Song Changqi, the eldest son of Qingfeng Gate, who found this token and made him recognize the master, and now I announce that the winner of this heir competition is the eldest prince Song Changqi, and he is the next head of my Qingfeng Gate." ”

When the words fell, there was a cheer below, all applauding, but only they knew how much of it was sincere, how much was lively and how much was ill-intentioned.

"Oh, it seems that in the end, the eldest prince is still in the position of heir, and your younger brother has also tossed such a thing in vain. ”

"I just said that this eldest prince is the most suitable person to be the sect master, don't you see, even their ancestors have sheltered him. "Love the Book House

"No, Wind Order, although we haven't seen it, but we have heard of it a little bit, I didn't expect to see it in the hands of the eldest prince now. ”

"In other words, this competition is over, why haven't Sect Master Song and the Second Sect Master appeared yet? Even if the Second Son felt that he had no face to appear in front of everyone, such a big thing, Sect Master Song would always appear. ”

The voice below that was different from other people appeared, and the entire hall fell silent, and everyone turned their eyes to the door, but there was still no one, and then they turned their eyes to Song Changqi, wanting to see what he said.

The referee elder was still in joy and did not come back to his senses, and then he heard everyone say this, and then he reacted, yes, why hasn't the sect master come over yet?

He was a little worried in his heart, and he also shifted his gaze to Song Changqi, and when he saw the increasingly painful look on the other party's face, a bad premonition flashed in his mind. The sect master was seriously injured, and he was originally holding on, but at this time, seeing Song Changqi's unspeakable painful look, the referee elder didn't dare to think about it.

But the matter must be explained to everyone, one dare not think about it, and the other does not want to say it, so only the subordinate who followed Song Changqi in.

Uncle Ya also had a sad face, the whole person seemed to be ten years old, his steps were vain, and he slowly moved to the center of the hall, and his voice was heavy and mournful, "Sect Master, Sect Master, he ...... It's !!."

"Ah???h

"How so?"

"I was fine before, why did I ......"

Uncle Ya's words were like dropping a bomb in the hall, which shocked these people one by one.

On the stage, the referee elder also maintained a petrified appearance and remained motionless, already stunned by this bad news, only Song Changqi's eyes were red, and the fist on his side was clenched tightly, trying very hard to suppress the grief in his heart.

The main hall was shrouded in a sad atmosphere for a while, and those disciples of Qingfeng Gate heard that their head was no longer there, and their eyes were red one by one, and some of them who couldn't hold back had already cried loudly, and the sound of mourning suddenly spread around everyone.

Qingzi and Ci Yuehua glanced at each other, sighed, then stood up and walked out, looking unbearable, "The deceased has passed away, please mourn!"

The rest of the people were also silent for a moment, and then followed behind the two of them and comforted: "Mourning and changing!"

The death of Song Zhishu has to be said to be a big blow to the entire Hundred Sects of Immortals, in just half a year, the top two sect masters of the five major sects died one after another, the first one was okay, and the second one was ended by the ghost clan.

For a while, everyone in these high-level sects was in danger, for fear that they would follow in the footsteps of the Book of Song.

Moreover, now that there are two less generals in the Immortal Sect, it also makes these people who aim to defend against the ghost clan feel a burst of regret, after all, the more tall people there are, the safer they are.

Wave after wave of unevenness, these people were waiting for the heir to leave after the result of the competition, but they caught up with Song Zhishu's afterlife, and now it is really inappropriate to leave in a hurry, so it dragged on for another three days.

In the past three days, the entire Qingfeng Gate has been shrouded in sorrow and sadness, and faint cries can be heard almost everywhere they go, and Qingzi and Ci Yuehua can only sigh helplessly.

"Things have come together in the past few days, and I'm afraid no one expected that just to come to a meeting would catch up with so many things. Qingzi was lying lazily on the table, looking very unruly.

"After the cremation of Sect Master Song tomorrow, we will go back. Ci Yuehua couldn't see it, and slowly took a sip of tea, her voice was flat.

Hearing this, Qingzi said: "This Song Changqi is also a person with a lot of means, and he hurriedly succeeded to the throne, so he directly and forcefully suppressed the dissatisfaction below, and strongly advocated cremation of his father." ”

The people of Xianmen pay the most attention to the physical body, and in their opinion, entering the earth is safe, and adding a coffin with a coffin is the right way, and it can also give them a good place to go in the next life.

And cremation, the fate of cremation without bones, in their opinion, should be the treatment of extremely evil people, it is the fate of people who have committed a big mistake and are executed by capital punishment, and it is used on decent monks, especially the master of this kind of sect, it is simply like digging up people's ancestral graves.

Therefore, when Song Changqi put forward this proposal, it was immediately opposed by the entire sect from top to bottom. Even the rest of the sects who didn't leave couldn't help but come out and point at his nose and scold, scolding him for being disobedient, unfilial, wolf-hearted, and even cursing his intestines and rotting stomach.

Even in the sect, rumors gradually spread that Song Changqi killed his father and brother to seize the throne, and the time was so coincidental, he was the only one who appeared, and there was a wind order in his hand. However, Song Zhishu and Song Changwei never appeared in front of everyone, and even the news of Song Zhishu's death was immediately reported, which made no one think about it.

However, Song Changqi insisted on going his own way, suppressed it forcefully, suppressed those voices of opposition, and insisted on cremating Song Zhishu's body.

A touch of appreciation crossed Ci Yuehua's eyes, "He can see that now that the corpse puppet is in charge, and the Qingfeng Gate has also mixed into the ghost clan, if the body of Song Zhishu is buried like that, I am afraid that the dignity after death will really not be saved, not only that, but there will be a powerful corpse puppet general on the ghost clan's side." ”

Qingzi touched her chin, she naturally felt that this was the safest, but she felt that Song Changqi was a little inexplicably pitiful, "Don't worry about his father's corpse, it's just that he will have a hard time in the future, and the rumors against him in the past two days are simply countless, and people who listen to them are shocked." ”

Hearing this, Ci Yuehua looked at her coldly, pursed her thin lips, and said in a very light tone: "Are you worried about him?"

Qingzi was stunned, looking at Ci Yuehua's cold look, is this angry?

"It's always a friend, besides, we also participated in this matter, and it's actually quite uncomfortable to see others being wronged. ”

Ci Yuehua's eyelashes trembled, he withdrew his gaze, his eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't know whether to comfort or explain for a long time, he said lightly: "Being in a high position has to bear much more naturally than ordinary people, since he is in that position, he must have his own ability to deal with all problems." Can you help him this time, but what are you going to do in the future? Run half the world to help him?"

His voice was flat from beginning to end, without a trace of fluctuation, but Qingzi clearly felt the displeasure mixed with it. She touched her nose embarrassedly, was she so angry that she couldn't help but scold her?

"Ahem...... Qingzi was a little unconfident, and said: "How come, I'm also very busy, okay, I'll just talk about it, Master, don't be angry, don't be angry." ”

Ci Yuehua glanced at her and looked away, "I'm not angry." ”

Qingzi immediately followed his words and gave him Shun Mao, "Yes, I'm not angry, I'm just a little unhappy." ”

Ci Yuehua glared at her angrily when she heard this.