The Wind Rises in Heaven Chapter 181 Master is deceased
"What? There are no more high-level demon beasts in the Demon Space, how can this be ......?"
As soon as Gu Feng's words fell, many monks were in an uproar, and some of them looked at Gu Feng with a look of surprise, and they couldn't believe what Gu Feng said.
"That's it, believe it or not, it's up to you!, But, Brother Hao, you can pass on the order of my sect master now, so that all the disciples of our Guhua Sword Sect will evacuate this place. ”
Gu Feng still had a faint smile on his face, and said this to Hao Xing.
"Yes, Sect Master, I will inform all the senior brothers and junior brothers to evacuate this place. ”
Although Hao Xing also couldn't believe what Gu Feng said, he immediately replied with a respectful face.
Gu Feng smiled faintly again, then nodded slightly to Hao Xing, and then turned into two rays of light with Ling Nu and left.
Three days later, in the clouds at a height of more than 10,000 meters in the depths of the forest, a huge flying sword with a jet-black body, a length of five zhang, and a width of more than three meters was shooting forward through the thick sea of clouds, and on the sword body, a young man in white and a girl in blue were sitting cross-legged less than a meter apart.
The jet-black flying sword is the Shangyun Sword, and the two people on the sword are naturally Gu Feng and Ling Nu, at this time, Ling Nu looked like she was contemplating, and Gu Feng looked contemplative, and after thinking for a moment, he spoke in a low voice.
"Senior, according to what you said before, that Luoyun Canyon was originally the place where an ancient sect was established, although that sect had been destroyed for tens of thousands of years, but until 10,000 years ago, the sect's great array of protectors still did not collapse. ”
Gu Feng's words were boundless, and there was no one around him except Ling Nu, but as soon as his words fell for a moment, a middle-aged monk's voice suddenly sounded in front of him.
"That's right! Ten thousand years ago, that Falling Cloud Canyon was one of the forbidden places, and according to what you said, that canyon is still extremely dangerous now, and Yuan Infant Monks will die if they enter it, so I guess that most of the Protector Sect Array in that valley is still intact. ”
Hearing this, Ling Nu unconsciously opened her eyes slightly, and looked in the direction of the sword head in front of her, and where her gaze looked, there was a vague figure that appeared out of thin air from the sword body of the Shangyun Sword, and the figure gradually solidified as soon as it appeared, and its appearance was also undoubtedly revealed.
This person was a slightly thin, but very handsome middle-aged monk, but his temples were gray, which contrasted sharply with the black hair behind him, adding a sense of vicissitudes to his temperament.
When Ling Nu saw the appearance of the middle-aged monk, although there was no surprise in her eyes, there was a trace of amazement flashing, as for Gu Feng, she still had a contemplative look at this time, as if she was accustomed to this half-virtual and half-real middle-aged monk.
"It's really possible, and the younger generation still remembers that the senior once said that the Great Protector Array is arranged in the middle of the canyon, and it will only open naturally once every hundred years, and the time for each opening is only a few days, I don't know if this is true?"
Gu Feng pondered for a moment and finally asked again.
"It was true 10,000 years ago, and it was through this that one of my best friends was able to enter the depths of that canyon, but there seemed to be another danger in the depths of that canyon, so that my friend would never return......"
The illusory figure spoke again, and sighed softly as she spoke.
"If that's the case, maybe the lower master is really as the predecessors guessed, and he has never entered the depths of the Luoyun Canyon at all, so maybe his old man is still safe and sound.
Gu Feng thought for a long time again, his face finally relaxed a little, and said to himself.
"With his cultivation in the middle of the Yuan Infant, the possibility of entering the depths of the canyon is indeed very small when the Great Array of Protectors is opened, but the periphery of the canyon is also dangerous and abnormal, so you can't be too optimistic, otherwise the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. ”
The illusory figure barely thought about it at this point.
Gu Feng's eyes flashed when he heard this, but he didn't say anything more, and after a short while, the illusory figure gradually blurred, and finally disappeared completely.
The speed of the Shangyun Sword was as fast as lightning, every time it appeared from one cloud, and then it had already crossed dozens of miles and appeared in another cloud, and at the speed of the Shangyun Sword, two months later, Gu Feng and Ling Nu finally came to the depths of the Cangmang Forest, and gradually approached the Luoyun Canyon.
As time passed, Gu Feng became more and more uneasy, and his master's kindness to him was beyond words, so he was very worried about his master's safety, but for some reason, as the Luoyun Canyon approached, a sense of foreboding gradually became stronger in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.
"It's okay! The Fourth Elder Ji Ren has his own Heavenly Appearance, and he will never be fine, and even his old man may have returned from the Luoyun Canyon and returned to the sect now. ”
Ling Nu sensed Gu Feng's uneasiness, thought for a moment, and comforted with a reluctant smile.
"I hope so, huh? This is ......."
Gu Feng also pretended to smile easily, but the next moment he let out a soft sigh from his mouth, and his eyebrows were also furrowed.
"Senior, land immediately! I seem to have sensed the breath of my master in the small village above the ground below. ”
Gu Feng's face changed, and he immediately spoke.
The next moment, the sword body of the Shangyun Sword shook, and its speed instantly slowed down to a large amount, and it fell towards a village of less than 100 households in the mountains and forests below.
It was early in the morning, and the whole village was covered in smoke, but in a field less than three miles outside the village, there was a tall and sturdy middle-aged man, busy with farm tools.
But the next moment, the middle-aged man's side flashed, Gu Feng and Ling Nu showed their bodies at the same time, Ling Nu looked at the middle-aged man, a puzzled expression appeared on her face, as for Gu Feng, she had a look of regret.
"Who are you?"
At this time, the middle-aged man looked up at Gu Feng and Ling Nu for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask.
Gu Feng and Ling Nu also looked at the middle-aged man carefully at this time, but Gu Feng's eyes moved, but they fell on a small flying sword on the middle-aged man's chest.
"Where did you get this little sword you wear?"
Gu Feng's expression changed, and the next moment he asked in surprise.
This sword turned out to be the Qiu Zi Sword, the natal magic weapon of Master Gu Feng, and at this time, it actually appeared on a mountain villager, and the uneasiness in Gu Feng's heart suddenly became extremely strong.
"This, this was given to me by Grandpa Yan when he was alive, saying that I wore it on my body, which can strengthen my body and turn evil into good fortune. ”
The middle-aged man was frightened by Gu Feng's excited expression, and he was incoherent for a while, but Gu Feng and Ling Nu listened to all the words he said, Ling Goddess's color changed, and Gu Feng's face was even more depressed.
"Grandpa Yan...... While alive...... Could it really be the master, so to speak, he is already ...... old man"
Gu Feng's body flickered, one moment he was as weak as a deflated balloon, and the next moment he showed a painful look on his face and muttered to himself.
Seeing Gu Feng's expression, Ling Nu's face also showed a bitter color, but with that hint of luck, Ling Nu stepped forward and asked the middle-aged man carefully
Take turns.
As a result, through what the middle-aged man said, Ling Nu finally confirmed that the grandfather Yan that the man said was undoubtedly the master of the ancient style, and at the same time, she also had a general understanding of what happened between the master of the ancient style and the man.
It turned out that the middle-aged man's name was Yu Lin, more than 20 years ago, when he was still young, when he went up the mountain to chop wood, he accidentally met a seriously injured old man, because Yu Lin's parents died since he was a child, and he was already single, so he did not hesitate to rescue the old man home, and regarded him as a close relative.
The old man recuperated for a year, and finally recovered from all the injuries on his body, but due to his advanced age, his body was still very weak.
In this way, Yu Lin and the old man depend on each other, Yu Lin chops firewood and cultivates every day, and although the old man cannot participate in any work, but whenever he has leisure, he will explain the perception and true meaning of life for Yu Lin, although Yu Lin did not know what he said at first, but over time, Yu Lin can understand one or two.
This life lasted for twenty-five years, and when the old man spent twenty-six years with Yu Lin, his physical condition finally deteriorated, until one day the old man summoned Lin to him, and gave Yu Lin the small and delicate little sword, and asked him to wear it on his body at all times.
On the third day after this incident, when Lin woke up in the morning, he found that the old man had passed away peacefully......
"Where is the old man's tombstone? Please ask Brother Yu to take me to his old man's grave to pay respects. ”
After a long time, Gu Feng sighed softly and asked respectfully at Yu Lin.
"Grandpa Yan's grave is not too far from here, so I'll take you there now. ”
Yu Lin hurriedly bowed and replied.
Although Yu Lin is an ordinary man in the mountains, through the words and deeds of the ancient style, as well as its exposed and distinctive temperament, he can probably judge that the ancient style is not an ordinary person, so he is also very polite to the ancient style.
Yu Lin led the way, Gu Feng and Ling Nu followed with a heavy heart, and half an hour later, when the three of them passed through a small mountain forest, Yu Lin paused, and pointed to the front and said, "This is Grandpa Yan's cemetery." ”
After Yu Lin said this, he continued to walk forward, and Gu Feng looked in the direction that Yu Lin pointed out, and found that there was a small tomb in a clearing more than a thousand meters away in front of him, and a small stone tablet in front of the tomb read: The tomb of Yan Qin is standing in Lin.
This tomb is the tomb of the dignity of the ancient wind master in autumn, and the person who erected the monument is Yu Lin, but the ancient wind master is a person who cultivates the Tao, and the name is very light, so most of them did not mention their name in front of Lin, so Yu Lin will be named "Yan Qin" on the tombstone.
Gu Feng looked at the simple stone tablet and the low mound on the back of the stone tablet, and the depressed feeling in his heart was difficult to resolve, and finally a tear slipped quietly from the corner of his eye.
Gu Feng has been practicing for a hundred years, but since he returned from Yuan Magnetic Ghost Island, he has never been to his parents' graves, and the reason why Gu Feng is like this is not because he has forgotten his parents in his heart, but because Gu Feng does not want to touch the scene in front of his parents' tombs.
As a result, today, even how Gu Feng escaped, he finally came to the grave of his close relatives, although his master was different from his parents, but in Gu Feng's heart, the two had the same status.
"Master, after all, I still can't see your final face......"
Gu Feng knelt in front of his master's tomb with a plop, muttering to himself, at this time, he recalled the scenes he got along with his master in his heart, and the tears in the corners of his eyes couldn't be stopped.
The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.