Today's sunset is destined to be a little bleak, like blood splashing on the sky, which is very consistent with the scene of heavy casualties outside the Moon River Sect, but it does not prevent it from giving heaven and earth beauty.

On this day, it should have been the most important day in Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen's lives, no one expected that a universal celebration and a world-shaking double cultivation ceremony would end with such an ending, not only did a couple of newcomers almost fall, but even the Yuehe Sect, a great sect that had stood in the Chushui Kingdom for nearly 10,000 years, was almost destroyed, and thousands of guests from various sects were buried here.

If the situation really develops to the worst situation, I am afraid that the entire Nantai Cultivation Realm will be greatly damaged.

Although Qiao Yuan knew that it was Zhan Yuan who turned the tide in the end, in everyone's hearts, it was him who turned the situation around, and the six Soul Transformation Stage cultivators were fighting, except for him, who else could do all this.

Qiao Yuan didn't care about this, he just held Ling Wanchen's slightly trembling jade hand, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a smile.

No matter how strong a woman like her is, she couldn't help crying, you can imagine how scared she was in her heart, of course, not because she was afraid of death, but because she was afraid that Qiao Yuan would not be able to resist it, and she was afraid that they would not be able to even become husband and wife for a day.

Don't want to live together, but seek to die together, it's good to sing, but who wants to become a pair of outlaw mandarin ducks on the day of marriage.

"So many people are watching, how ugly it is for the bride to cry like this. Qiao Yuan saw that her tears still couldn't stop falling, and she was a little distressed.

Only then did Ling Wanchen come back to his senses, not only did the eyes of tens of thousands of people on the Moon Protection Mountain fall on them, but there were also people under the Forbidden Array Tower who were looking at him in a daze, and they were suddenly a little embarrassed, and glared at Qiao Yuan angrily.

However, she is not a woman who cares so much about other people's eyes that she wipes away her tears, just like a virtuous and virtuous wife, gently combing her husband's messy hair.

Under the Forbidden Array Tower, Yuechan silently withdrew her gaze and lowered her head so that people couldn't see what her expression was, but her jade hand in her sleeve was slightly clenched, indicating that she was not calm in her heart.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound of breaking the sky in the distance, like a muffled thunder in summer, low and penetrating, which made many people's hearts tremble and become nervous again, only when everyone was in sight, a huge black warship appeared, and everyone really relaxed.

At the bow of the warship, there were two middle-aged men standing side by side, one was wearing a relatively simple light blue robe, with a mediocre appearance, compared with one person next to him, it was really ordinary and could not be more ordinary, while the other was wearing a white Taoist robe fluttering, with a strange and handsome appearance, just standing there, it gave people a sense of fairy ethereal.

These two are Nan Songzi and Pu Yue, who rushed back.

When they saw that the crisis of the Yuehe Sect was resolved, Nan Songzi was obviously relieved, while Pu Yue did not have any change in expression, as if even if something really happened to the Yuehe Sect, he would not frown.

The Black Moon Warship slowly stopped in front of the Moon Protection Mountain, and with the combined efforts of the two of them, the curtain of water waves that covered the entire mountain turned into a thick waterspout and merged into the river below the mountain. At that moment, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the faces of every monk who looked up, whether they were from the Yuehe Sect or not, they all bowed respectfully to the two of them, and their gratitude was overflowing.

You must know that if it weren't for the protection of the world-famous "Water Moon Cave Heaven", the tens of thousands of people who protected the Moon Mountain would have been affected by the pond fish a long time ago, and the same as the seventy or eighty thousand scattered cultivators outside the mountain gate, they would have ended up dead without a corpse.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Hidden Sect suffered a great disaster, and nearly 80,000 fellow Daoists outside the mountain fell here, and it was extremely sad to be under it, so it was decided to set up a Taoist altar, and poured the power of the whole sect into the excess of 80,000 dead souls, if you have a heart, you can also participate in this matter, if you have no intention, the Hidden Sect does not force it, but the celebration will no longer be held, I hope you will forgive me. ”

Minami Songzi stepped off the warship, landed on the ruined flower platform, and said to the thousands of guests who had come to watch the ceremony.

As a cultivator of the Soul Transformation Realm, he personally explained and apologized to these juniors, and no one did not feel panicked, especially the foundation shown by the Moon River Sect today, which was really eye-opening, and he had to re-examine this sect that had always been decent.

The audience was silent for a moment, and an old man with gray hair stepped forward and saluted Nan Songzi.

"The younger generation of the Xinghe Sect, Li Yuanqing, is willing to exceed 80,000 fellow Daoists. ”

"The younger generation Fang Yunshan Fang Tianlin is also willing to stay and spend more time for the fallen 80,000 Taoist friends. ”

Immediately following Li Yuanqing was a middle-aged man with a sturdy physique, and the Fang family where this person was located had a close relationship with the Yuehe Sect, so at this moment, it was natural to take advantage of the situation.

There were these two big people who were good friends with the Yuehe Sect at the beginning, and after a while, I heard a series of voices sounding at the bottom of the mountain, one after another.

People who can come to the Yuehe Sect to watch the ceremony on behalf of the major forces, how can there be stupid people, after a little thought, I know that the Yuehe Sect is planning to talk about the 80,000 tragic deaths of the loose cultivators, so that the scattered cultivators all over the world will accuse Fengyangmen of the sinister intentions, so as to win a good reputation for themselves.

At this moment, if someone dares to take the risk of disapproval and is unwilling to go beyond the 80,000 scattered cultivators, it is tantamount to standing on the same line with the Fengyang Gate, and standing on the opposite side with all the scattered cultivators and the Yuehe Sect, this matter can be big or small, but Nan Songzi's simple words are undoubtedly to make the 80,000 people die less worthless.

Nan Songzi sighed, but did not show a trace of joy, as if he really regretted the 80,000 dead lives, his right hand and two fingers into a sword, suddenly pointed on the cliff of a corner of Huyue Mountain, directly cut off a piece of bluestone wall that is a hundred zhang high and several zhang thick, and used his finger as a knife, and cut nine times vertically again, and the bluestone wall turned into ten stone tablets of the same size.

Nan Songzi looked down at Duan Tiangu, Yan Chenzi and the other four peak masters, and said softly.

"The matter of opening the altar is excessive, let you personally supervise it, I will try my best to collect the souls of the dead in the next few days, so that their souls will not be scattered, in addition, the names of the 80,000 people will be engraved on these ten stone tablets one by one, and they will be erected outside the gate of the Yuehe Sect, if their relatives come to worship, they must be treated with courtesy, which can be regarded as a little compensation for us. ”

Regardless of whether this move is true or false, it is always a good thing for the casual cultivators who have always lived a difficult life, and some people will talk about it in the future, and even be proud that their names can be left on those ten stone tablets, and even most of the scattered cultivators have a close relationship with the Yuehe Sect.

After sending the Black Moon Battleship to the bottom of the river, it was the first time that he set his eyes on the chess piece he didn't care about, he frowned rarely, and asked in an unquestionable tone.

"What about the Green Fang Realm Bottle and that ghost cultivator?"

Qiao Yuan also frowned, he was extremely displeased with the seemingly plain, but actually indifferent gaze of Pu Yue Daoren, and could even be said to be disgusted, so at the moment, he didn't have the slightest respect for the strongest elder of the sect, and replied coldly.

"Escaped!"