"What!" The smile on Luo Yuan's face gradually froze, and his eyes were full of killing intent, looking extremely hideous. In Luo Yuan's heart, the status of Master Mochen is comparable to that of his father Luo Zhen. Now with apprehension and anticipation, I came back strongly, just to be able to see the smile of my master. But what he expected, what he heard was this kind of bad news, for Luo Yuan, this revenge was no less than the revenge of killing his father.

"Let's go, let's talk. Qin Fa opened his mouth in a low voice, even after decades, the hatred in his heart has never weakened by half a point. Master Zun Mochen, the status in his heart is also unshakable, and the dignity is incomparably high.

Luo Yuan nodded heavily, and then flew away with Xuanya, Qingfeng, and Sun Changyuan towards Xingmang Peak. With their current cultivation, a thousand miles away can be reached in just a moment.

Luo Yuan looked at the familiar mountain in front of him, and his heart was full of mixed feelings. On Xingmang Peak, there was a tall and thin figure standing, it was Zi Chuan, Mo Chen's youngest disciple. He seemed to have a feeling, turned around and looked, and saw Luo Yuan and his senior brother and sister coming, and couldn't help but be in a trance. He looked at Luo Yuan and said softly as if tentatively: "Third Senior Brother?"

Luo Yuan looked at Zichuan with a sense of relief in his heart, he was very happy to be able to see that many of his junior brothers were alive. This was a happy thing, he wanted to laugh, but when he saw the tombstone standing behind Zi Chuan, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Several figures flashed and appeared beside Zi Chuan, standing side by side with him.

"This is, Master's grave?" Luo Yuan said in a trembling voice, even though he knew that Shizun might not be there. At that station, hundreds of thousands of monks were present, and Mo Chen led down the Heavenly Tribulation with the power of one person, covering countless enemies. There are also supreme beings such as the Infinite Demon Lord, and the chances of surviving are not enough in case. But when he really saw the grave in front of him, Luo Yuan's heart was unwilling to admit it and face it anyway. This result was too heavy for him to afford.

Luo Yuan didn't say much, silently walked to the grave, and then slowly knelt down, bowing deeply to the tombstone that stood.

"Disciple Luo Yuan greets Master! Master, I haven't seen each other for more than 80 years, and my disciple really misses you so much. Now that the disciple has achieved success, he has slashed all the enemies in a row, have you ever seen it in your old man. I think you must be very happy and proud at this moment, an ignorant teenager back then, under your protection, you can be regarded as a big man. But you praised the disciple twice, the disciple waited for your praise, wandered between life and death several times, and waited for more than 80 years. The disciples have gone from a teenager to a centenarian, and this time flies so fast, and it's really ruthless. Luo Yuan knelt in front of the grave, his voice was soft but choked, and his face was full of tears.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place. He was not even afraid of death, and even dared to threaten the Supreme God, but at this moment, he was like a child who could not find his father. His killing Dao heart, his swordsman ruthlessness, has long disappeared at this time, leaving behind all sadness.

Sun Changyuan, Qin Fan, Qingfeng, and Zichuan also bowed their heads silently and did not disturb Luo Yuan. Tantai Xuanya looked at Luo Yuan's weeping figure, but her heart was aching, for some reason, she couldn't see Luo Yuan sad. Back then, when she was just building the foundation, she was terrified because of Luo Yuan's tears, but now that she has become a baby, she feels even more pain in her heart, as if dripping blood.

"Xiaoya, come", Luo Yuan didn't look back, he still looked at the tombstone, but he called out softly to Xuanya.

Hearing this, there was no superfluous words, and the lotus step moved lightly and slowly walked to Luo Yuan's side.

"This is my teacher, and like my father, you should bow down to me. Luo Yuan still didn't turn his gaze to her, but just spoke.

When Tantai Xuanya heard this, she was stunned at first, then nodded, and actually knelt down slowly and kowtowed to the tombstone. If this is known to those big people on the boundless sea, they will be shocked and unspeakable. What kind of person is Xuanya, the goddess of Tianzhong, the fairy is in the dust, and his father is Gu Daozun. She herself was also an ancestor-level powerhouse in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, but now she was kneeling down to the grave of a Jindan Great Perfection monk because of what one person said.

Just because of Luo Yuan's words, she put down her figure and pride, and even bowed her knees. She has paid too much for Luo Yuan, and all she wants is for Luo Yuan to live safely.

"Master, you see, this is the disciple's Taoist. She is very beautiful, amazing, and her qualifications may be higher than that of her disciples. Originally, the disciple wanted to invite you to Zhenhai Sect to witness the great joy of the two of us. Now, it is inconvenient for you to be an old man, so the disciple brought her to greet the master. A woman like Xiaoya, presumably the master will be very happy when he sees such a blessing as his disciple. Luo Yuan's tears couldn't stop flowing, he felt for the first time that he was so vulnerable.

He took out the wine from the storage bag, patted open the sealing mud, and slowly poured it in front of the ink dust tomb. This is a fine wine obtained from the hands of the ancestor of Wu Yuanzong Wankun, it is extremely precious, even the Yuanying monk is difficult to find, but Luo Yuan poured out all of it without care. Luo Yuan took out another jar, and then drank it all, but he borrowed wine to drown his sorrows.

"Master, I still remember what elixir my disciple lacked back then, and I didn't need to open my mouth, so your old man asked the second senior brother to send it. Another time, it was the disciple who was calculated by the villain in the door, but in order to repay the favor, he opened his mouth with your old man and took two magic weapons and left. All this was in a trance yesterday, and the disciples remembered it clearly, and the grace of the master did not dare to forget.

However, although the disciples are not short of elixirs now, they do not have any magic weapons. The consumption of the Tongtian Ancient Treasure is too great, can you give the disciple another magic weapon or two? The disciple swears that this time, he will never lose it, nor will it be damaged. The disciple will refine it into a magic weapon for lifelong cultivation, and he will not dare to give it away. Alas, the disciple is confused, although there are many pills, they will run out one day, who will let the second senior brother send the pills to the disciple at that time?" Luo Yuan's clothes were already soaked with tears, and he opened his mouth with sorrow.

Then, Luo Yuan was sad, he rushed towards the grave, hugged the tablet and cried: "Master, you are talking to your disciple." Yuanying Monk has lived for thousands of years, and how can you be stingy and only accompany your disciples for a few years. Your disciples have not heard enough of your teachings. If you have the choice, the disciple is willing to be the little monk and stay by your side until the end of your life. ”

Sun Changyuan and others also had tears in their eyes, the young geniuses at the beginning have now become centenarians. Sun Changyuan looked at a peach tree next to the cave mansion, on which the peach blossoms were blooming, quite beautiful. It's just that he is even more sad: "Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on people's faces were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

"No, I believe that there will be reincarnation in this world! Those who have died at my hands, their souls have not been completely erased, they all say that they want to go to reincarnation. When some people kill people, they say that they are sending people to life. There is definitely reincarnation in this world, but it is just beyond the reach of our cultivation. I'm going to go to Samsara to find the Master and come back, and tell him that his home has always been there, and we are all waiting for him to come back at home. If Yuan Ying can't turn into a god, if he can't turn into a god, if he can't refine the void, if he can't refine the void, then I will become an immortal!" Luo Yuan suddenly thought of something, his eyes flickered, he stared at the sky, and roared.

"Actually, Shizun may still be alive", Qin Fa said in a deep voice, but even he didn't dare to believe it.

"Senior brother, this is true!" Luo Yuan turned around suddenly, looked at Qin Fan, and said seriously.

"It is difficult to determine that after the war, the various sects cleaned up the battlefield and did not see the corpse of the master. Perhaps, the master is really like you, and he left in the end, or maybe he also survived. Sun Changyuan said guessingly, all this is just an illusion, and they can't conclude.

"No, the two of you didn't cultivate enough in that big battle back then, so you can't see it really. But I saw that the master stepped on the clouds, but he was only hit by the Infinite Demon Lord and flew away. Since then, there has been no trace, and life and death are unpredictable. "Qin Fa was gloomy, how strong the Wuji Demon Lord was back then. Even now, he didn't dare to say that he could withstand the full force of the Wuji Demon Lord, let alone the master who had not really set foot in the Yuan Infant back then.

"Then what is this tomb?" Luo Yuan couldn't help but wonder.

"This is the mound of clothes, in front of your cave...... In fact, there is also a grave of yours. Sun Changyuan spoke.

Luo Yuan couldn't help but be speechless for a while, he really never thought that there would be his own grave. Luo Yuan was silent, and then slowly spoke: "In any case, since I haven't seen Shizun's body, then Shizun may still be alive." For more than 80 years, perhaps just after retreat to heal and calm the demonic path, I will follow the direction in which the master left and find the master. Even if it's Biluo Yellow Spring, I don't hesitate to do it!"

"Okay, after this incident, I will also leave the sect and go to find the traces of the master. Sun Changyuan nodded and spoke, he looked into the distance, and firmly believed in his heart that Mochen would never fall.

"Well, it's been repaired over there for seven days. Seven days later, we raised the sect to come out, and in this battle, I want the Liuyun Sect to stand at the top from now on. This hatred is too big, too heavy, and it is not my hatred alone, and it is not the hatred of one person. Besides, monks have grown up in battle, and should not be flowers in a greenhouse. Luo Yuan closed his eyes and spoke wistfully.

"Yes, the hatred of the year is not blood and fire, and I have to take revenge myself to eliminate the hatred in my heart. This time, the four of us brothers and sisters took action together, so that those demons could no longer fly high and do evil. Qin Fa nodded in agreement.

"After this battle, from now on, there will be no more demons in the Zhao Kingdom, and no one will be left!" Luo Yuan said coldly, he waited for a battle, and waited for nearly a hundred years.

"By the way, junior brother, you need to sacrifice a life card this time. The life card that belongs to you in the hall of life has long been shattered, and if it weren't for that, we wouldn't think that even you were dead. Also, your cave has always been there, no one has touched it, it is still the same, it has not changed. Sun Changyuan spoke softly.