When the wind blows the water of the lake, a swimming fish swallows a piece of apricot petal floating on the surface of the lake, and then the fish's tail flicks, splashes a splash, and disappears into the water.

The world of life is just a passerby.

No matter how big the commotion was before, as long as people stopped, the power of heaven and earth was still there, and all of them were finally calm.

But the world is calm, but there are still some traces of that great war, such as the dozens of miles of apricot blossom forests by the lake.

At this time, the apricot blossom forest, at a glance, except for the bare apricot trees, there is not even a single petal.

In addition, the Taoist temple in the forest has also disappeared at this time, as if it was dug up by force, leaving a big pit, which is shocking.

At the last moment of that war, the place where the old Taoist priest fell after being hit by the cave micromirror was coincidentally this Qingxing Temple.

At this time, in front of this big pit, there was a man and a woman standing.

The man's figure is rickety, he is dressed in gray and ** on his body, and his black and white hair is even more tangled into strands, sticking to his forehead and cheeks, looking very embarrassed.

The old man coughed suddenly, reached out and touched the water stains on his face, and held the wine jug with his other hand and took a sip gently.

The woman next to her was carrying a sword and holding a sleeping girl in her arms.

After hearing the old man's cough, the woman turned her head and saw that his hand holding up the jug kept trembling slightly, as if the jug weighed a thousand pounds.

It's been three days since the battle on the lake.

For three days, Nie Hongzhu and the little girl were frightened and waited by the lake.

Since the end of the war, the little girl has been crying to the lake and calling the master, Nie Hongzhu wanted to take the cicada away from here several times, but she was still rejected by her crying and crying, that is, she was unwilling to leave, saying that she must wait for the master to come back.

For three days, the little girl did not eat or drink, sat at the water's edge, and looked at the lake stupidly.

Nie Hongzhu is a fairy in the painting, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't eat or drink, but the little girl can't.

I didn't eat or drink for three days, and my little face, which could be broken by blowing, withered and thinned down at a visible rate, and my eye sockets were deep.

Nie Hongzhu had to fish from the lake with Edgeworth, and then pick up the apricot branches to use to grill the fish, but no matter how fragrant the fish was roasted by the apricot branches, the little girl didn't even look at it.

In the past three days, many people have come, and even some people know that the little girl is the apprentice of the old Taoist priest, but they have never come up to say a greeting. Even some ill-intentioned people have the intention of robbing the little girl, so as to set out some things in the vein of the old Taoist.

But when they were about to make a move, they saw Nie Hongzhu standing on the shore and the sight of Edgeworth stabbing fish from the lake, and they all dispelled this idea.

Nie Hongzhu also felt those suspicious gazes, so Edgeworth's movements were a little more aggressive.

Helping Gongzi sort out so many swordsmanship and swordsmanship cheats in Huiyuan Mountain, it's not that she hasn't learned anything.

However, Nie Hongzhu could protect the little girl's safety, but he couldn't protect the little girl's body.

Just as he was about to forcibly take the little girl away, there was a movement in the lake in front of the port, and the hunchbacked old man floated up from the water.

It was Yuantai who had previously faced Zhan Yi with the old Taoist.

The little girl was happy at first, but she saw the old man alone, she was stunned, and then asked.

"Where's my master?"

Yuan Tai looked at the little girl quietly for a long time, sighed softly, shook his head, and took out a green apricot from his arms and handed it over.

The little girl caught Qingxing in a daze, and the tears in her eyes flowed down instantly, and then her body suddenly softened, and she couldn't stand it anymore and fell down.

Nie Hongzhu immediately caught the little girl and held her in her arms, her face full of distress.

After coming out of the water, Yuantai coughed and accompanied Nie Hongzhu back to Qingxingguan, and what he saw in front of him was such a big pit.

The green apricot view no longer exists.

Nie Hongzhu asked softly, "Uncle Yuan, what should I do now?" Do you want to go to Gongzi?"

Yuan Tai exhaled, his throat surged a few times, and he said hoarsely: "Going to the young master now will only cause trouble for him, it is better to stay at the river port honestly, after all, it is the ferry of the mirage crossing, and when the young master comes to us, there is no need to run around......"

At this point, he suddenly coughed heavily and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Nie Hongzhu was immediately taken aback.

She could guess that the big battle, Yuan Tai came out of the lake after three days, and if he survived, he probably suffered

Not a minor injury.

Yuan Tai waved his hand, signaling that she didn't need to panic, "Besides, I also need to rest and rest, and when the time comes, I will trouble you to take care of my bad old man by the way." ”

Nie Hongzhu looked down at the sleeping little girl in her arms, still holding the green apricot in her little hand.

She thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

Then he saw that Yuantai was still dressed in wet gray clothes, and said softly: "Yuanbo is still steaming and drying clothes, there are injuries on his body, and it is not good to get cold." ”

Yuan Tai glanced down at his body and smiled bitterly, "You can still see that I am standing here, which is the biggest harvest in the past three days, otherwise it will be a big turtle lying on the ground at this time, telling you these words." ”

Only then did Nie Hongzhu understand that it was not that Yuantai didn't want to dry his clothes with vitality, but that he was powerless.

In this way, his injuries are really serious.

Nie Hongzhu's willow eyebrows moved slightly, and the long sword behind his back was immediately unsheathed and gently rested on Yuan Tai's shoulder.

A burst of sword qi fluctuated, and a large amount of water vapor floated from Yuan Tai's body, and in an instant, his gray clothes were already dry.

The sword slammed into its sheath.

Yuan Tai smiled softly, turned around and walked towards the lake.

Nie Hongzhu looked down at the little girl with tears on her face again, and set off to follow.

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Although the wind and waves on Dongyang Lake have subsided, the undercurrent that was rolled up after a major war is rolling around the lakeshore.

Due to the participation of the two sword sects in the north and south of Weishan this time, all the sects with heads and faces in Kunzhou came here to watch the battle, and the scene was even more lively than that of the Spring and Autumn Heavenly Abyss.

Ferries continue to land at the Xianjia Ferry in the north and south.

And among them, there are a lot of eye-catching immortals, in the ferry outside Shuiyunfang in the south, from the southwest Cangwu wilderness came Langfeng Peak, Xuanpu Garden, Jijin Mountain and Cangwu Palace, which is a hidden sect that rarely appears in Kunzhou, and this time also sent people to watch the battle.

The lotus dock in the north is not too much, and the Tiandu, Shenxiaoting, and the lotus pond on the clouds of the three immortals of Yishan have already arrived.

As for the more Xianjia Mountain, which is only famous in one place, there are countless ferries that come.

Even some ferries have no choice but to land on the reeds by Dongyang Lake or in the depths of lotus flowers because they came late.

Therefore, when the battle on Dongyang Lake ended, countless eyes fell on the Dongwei Sect and the apricot blossom forest.

However, the three people of that battle did not appear, and no one dared to do anything.

But the apricot blossom forest has no flowers, and the message of no Taoist temple is still spreading.

Until someone found out that there was an old man fishing at the port of the original Qingxing Temple, who was the one who punched the last punch of the battle on Dongyang Lake at that time.

After the news spread, the eyes of countless people by the lake immediately turned from the apricot blossom forest to the mountain of Dongweizong.

Subsequently, countless speculations and rumors spread.

People began to appear near the Dongwei Sect continuously, and their eyes were not good.

And the ancestor has not returned for a long time, which makes the people of the Dongwei Sect even more panicked, and even some disciples sneaked down the mountain, intending to do a mountain retreat from now on, but as soon as they stepped out of the scope of the Dongwei Sect, they were immediately killed by unknown people seeking money.

At this time, in the ancestral hall of the Dongwei Sect, a major event about the fate of the sect was being discussed.

Zhan Su sat on the main seat, surrounded by his own Taoist companion.

It's just that at this time, both of them are a little unstable, Zhan Su's face is a little pale, and he occasionally coughs slightly, his Taoist companion is no longer as beautiful as before, his pretty face is as cold as frost, and even colder is the silver mask on the left half of her face.

Zhan Su's gaze swept over the two rows of more than a dozen seats on the left and right, and only a few people sat on them, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.

The Dongwei Sect, which once dominated Dongyang Lake, now only has three or two big cats and kittens left, and they don't even know if they can survive tomorrow.

"Sect Master, yesterday there was another disciple in the Stopping Crane Courtyard who wanted to abscond, but he has been captured by the disciples who patrol the mountain, and now he is locked in a cold prison at the bottom of the mountain, how should he be punished?"

A sect deacon elder asked.

Zhan Su looked at this old man, he was very immortal, but he did not have the realm and strength of immortals.

He sighed lightly and said, "I have summoned you here today to announce something. ”

Everyone immediately looked at him in unison.

Zhan Su paused for a moment and continued: "Unfortunately to tell you, the Ancestor's soul-pulling lamp has been extinguished. ”

In the major sects in the world, some soul-pulling things will be placed in a certain area of the Patriarch Hall, and the most common thing is the soul-pulling lamp.

When a person dies like a lamp goes out, and the lamp goes out, it can only mean that the person who holds the soul is dead.

Everyone present was immediately in an uproar, and then exchanged heads and ears, with different expressions, as if relieved, some with sadness on their faces, and some with sneers on the corners of their mouths.

Zhan Su looked at the expressions of these people, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

The death of the old ancestor, to some extent, even he himself will give birth to an inexplicable sense of joy, let alone them.

When the discussion subsided, Zhan Su coughed lightly, "Everyone, telling you that these are just the premises, what we really want to say is where our Dongwei Sect is going." ”

No one spoke, perhaps in the years that the ancestors had accumulated prestige, they had become accustomed to only listening and not speaking, and being the echo worm.

Zhan Su continued: "In two days, it will be the Weishan Meeting, and we may not be able to participate, so I decided to ......."

Speaking of this, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and was silent for a long time before continuing: "Dongwei Sect, cancel the title of Zongzi, surrender to Dongwei Mountain, and give way to Linhu Peak and move to ...... Xiaoshui ...... White Rock Mountain. ”

Xiaoshui is a tributary of Dongyang Lake, and Baishi Mountain is only a slightly spiritual mountain by Xiaoshui, which is far from the lakeside peak that has experienced great disasters.

This time, someone finally couldn't help but stand up.

"Sect Master, this move is tantamount to telling everyone that the Dongwei Sect has been destroyed!"

When they heard that their ancestor had died, they were actually prepared. has fallen, and one day as long as the children of the next generation are angry, they can rise back again.

But if you move out of Linhu Peak, it is tantamount to announcing the demise of the Dongwei Sect by yourself.

The ancestral hall is here, and when people are gone, it's not that they are dead.

Before Zhan Su could speak, another person said coldly: "It's too late to leave early, otherwise when the Weishan meeting ends, countless people will come to surround the mountain, and they won't be able to leave if they want to!"

The person who stood up first turned his head in question, and then said coldly: "If you want to go, you go, I won't go!"

The second person immediately sneered, "Then you can stay, don't think I don't know, you got a beautiful concubine from Shuiyunfang a few days ago!"

"What do you mean by that?"

"You mean whatever you want!"

The two immediately began to argue.

At this time, those who advocate staying are not necessarily good people, and those who are about to leave immediately are not necessarily cowardly.

Zhan Su coughed lightly and slapped his palm on the armrest of the seat to stop the two from arguing.

"If you want to stay, stay, if you want to leave the sect, let them go, and if you are willing to follow and move to Baishi Mountain, don't leave any of them behind, that's all, let's disperse." ”

Everyone looked at each other, and finally left silently.

A day later, the decision of the Dongwei Sect was promulgated, which made the already turbulent Dongyang Lake directly fluctuate.

After most of the people in the Dongwei Sect moved out, countless people who wanted to take advantage of it flocked to the Dongwei Sect to search for benefits, and then they broke out all kinds of fights with those who stayed behind, or other people who grabbed the treasure.

Some people have even guessed that this is a move by the strong men of the Dongwei Sect to break their wrists, and use the mountains and spiritual objects of the Dongwei Sect to attract people's attention, so that the relocated people can escape safely.

However, even if they guessed, no one could bear not to make a small profit.

Subsequently, all kinds of fighting became more and more intense.

At this time, Xu Fuzi of Weishan Academy finally came forward, injured several people with a ring ruler, and announced after calming the scene that if he wanted the interests of Dongweizong and the vicinity of Dongyang Lake, he would participate in the Weishan Society.

Qiu Ci, the Heavenly Monarch of the Boundless Dao Palace, was even invited to directly cast the Mountain Seal and seal the Dongwei Sect within a radius of 100 miles.

At this point, the matter has calmed down for the time being.

But the Weishan Club, which has already attracted attention because of the sword fight, is even more exciting.

Almost everyone is looking forward to the start of the Weishan Meeting.

The power of heaven and earth grew, and the first cloud of Yunmengze drifted into Dongyang Lake.

Countless people know that the Weishan Club is about to begin.

At this moment, a sword boat came from the north and hung over the Lotus Dock.

In an inn deep in the lotus, Xiao Er knocked on a tenant who had been closed for half a month and told him the news of the arrival of the sword boat.

After a while, the man settled the money and walked out of the inn, and Edgeworth went to the sword boat in the sky.