"At that time, I realized that although I took refuge in you as a dog, in my bones, I was still a member of Qingfeng Xianmen. I still remember that I was just an orphan on the street at the beginning, and it was my master who brought me to Qingfeng Xianmen to start cultivating immortals, and then, when I was in Qingfeng Xianmen, it was the happiest time of my life, so many senior brothers, junior brothers, senior sisters, and junior sisters, all of them were very good and very good people. When I became the head of the Qingfeng Immortal Sect, I had already made an oath to work hard for the strength of the Qingfeng Immortal Sect all my life. I used to think that I had thrown this vow into an unknown corner, but I was wrong, it turned out that this vow has always been in the deepest part of my heart, and it has never changed. The Venerable Wind said.

"And later, when you asked Shen Zhengyi, the Lord of Death Valley, to go, I learned that Shen Zhengyi was the son of Bai Yan. The feeling I felt at that time was indescribable, and no one could have imagined it. At that time, Yan Zhen said that he was going to clean the portal, and I should have felt afraid of death, but for some reason, I felt that maybe death was relief, and I thought that I would die like this. And at that time, I saw the battle between you and Yan Zhen, the Lord of Death Valley, and found that although Yan Zhen was weaker than you, he was not much weaker, and I was in ecstasy, hahahaha, hahahaha. Death Valley Lord, you are more than four hundred and ninety years old, and Yan Zhen is only about thirty years old, Yan Zhen's future is unlimited, and correspondingly, the future of Qingfeng Immortal Gate is also unlimited. ”

The Venerable Master of Yufeng muttered: "I couldn't help but think that the other masters said that with Bai Yan Gongzi alone, our Qingfeng Immortal Gate will at least be promoted to the third-grade Immortal Gate, and it is very likely to be promoted to the fourth-grade Immortal Gate and the fifth-grade Immortal Gate, I am happy from the bottom of my heart." ”

"And then, Yan Zhen went to the Demon Snake Wilderness alone, and then he killed it again, when he defeated the three ghosts and swept me with his eyes, he wanted to kill me, but I was not angry, I thought that I would die, but if I died at that time, I would be ashamed of the master, and I am sorry for the ancestors and ancestors. ”

"And when you fought with Yan Zhen, you won with the sword intent of death, and Yan Zhen was about to lose and die here, somehow, my body moved to block here, blocking your sword. The Venerable Wind exhaled.

The Lord of Death Valley snorted coldly: "Damn, being my dog, still thinking about the original sect, and still thinking about your own name, it's ridiculous, even if you die, you can't save your name." ”

The Death Valley Lord slammed his palm on the cold ice on the side: "How long can you stop me, for a moment? After a moment, I still break through, and then don't let Yan Zhen escape, within fifty moves, the Valley Lord can fight and kill Yan Zhen." The Death Valley Lord struck this palm but there was no response, the Death Valley Lord suddenly changed color, and then picked up his old wounded sword, and hit this cold ice with the sword intent of death, but the cold ice still did not react at all

。

The Venerable Master of the Wind took a breath and spat out a mouthful of blood: "It's useless, this is the Pillar Incense Cold Ice, in the time of a pillar of incense, you can't get rid of this cold ice no matter what, this Pillar Incense Ice is something I got unintentionally, with my vitality as the starting condition." In the time of this pillar of incense, Yan Zhen could easily escape. I have also studied your death sword intent, as long as you are out of it for a while, you can return to normal, and then Yan Zhen's footwork will return to normal, and it will not be easy for you to kill Yan Zhen. ”

After saying this, the Venerable Master looked at Yan Zhen: "Disciple Sun, I really disappointed you, your ancestor and I, are just such a little person who is greedy for life and afraid of death." Because he was greedy for life and afraid of death, he actually took refuge in the Lord of Death Valley. ”

Yan Zhen looked at all this blankly, and then sighed deeply: "No, it is your normal feeling to be greedy for life and afraid of death, you made a mistake before, but now it is good to be able to go back to the right path, Master." ”

"It's really rare, if you still call me a master, I will be worth dying. The corners of the Venerable Master's lips brought a smile: "It's not a pity for me to die in this old life, but, Yan Zhen, promise me, try your best to live, my apprentice is with the qualifications of the Venerable Master, he can only keep it and can't start a business, if it's usual, it's just that, but this is the era of organizing a large-scale invasion in December and the demon calamity came, and Qingfeng Xianmen only depends on you." ”

The Venerable Master of the Wind sighed: "I am ashamed of my ancestors and ancestors until I die, and the only thing I have done right in the second half of my life may be the one in front of me." ”

After the Venerable Master Yu Feng finished speaking, he looked at the various prisoners in the prison: "The head of the White Soul of the Pure Immortal Gate, the head of the Night Evil of the Dark Night Immortal Gate, the head of Luo Tong of the Luo Emperor Immortal Gate, the Gu Yi head of the Nine Turns Immortal Gate, the Pearl head of the ** Immortal Gate, the Blue head of the Waterfall Immortal Gate, and the other leaders, I'm sorry, I took refuge in the Lord of Death Valley as a dog before, and in this process, I used a big syringe to suck your life force while you were asleep, I am sorry for this matter." ”

"I'm sorry. The Venerable Wind said.

The Lord of Death Valley laughed: "Master Yufeng, you did the right thing when you were dying, and you can't save your reputation, you are a dog under me." ”

"No, it's not. Yan Zhen shook his head: "He is the last generation head of my Qingfeng Immortal Sect, Yufeng Zhenren." ”

"Yes, he is the Master of the Wind. White Soul said.

"He's just a master of the wind

。 The Night Evil also said loudly.

"I only know the Master of the Wind Immortal Gate, not the Death Valley Lord's men. Master Luo Tong said.

The Master of Ancient Meaning also nodded: "Exactly." ”

"I'm the same, I only know the Immortal Cultivator of the Qingfeng Immortal Sect, Master Yufeng. The Venerable Master Pearl said.

All the heads are one voice, and in this world, there is only the Master of the Wind Immortal Gate, and there is not a single dog who has taken refuge in the Lord of Death Valley.

......

After hearing this, the Venerable Master couldn't help but smile: "Thank you, thank you, thank you." ”

The Venerable Master stood up straight, and he stood like a green pine.

The green pine is strong in the wind, and the cold is arrogant.

The Venerable Master of the Wind couldn't help but remember the scene when he was a child, when the Master of the Wind first saw him.

"Little Yufeng, these are two steamed buns, eat them. ”

"If you don't want to follow me to cultivate immortals. ”

The Venerable Wind Master couldn't help but remember that time, Master Xianfeng was injured by Yang Feilong, the sect leader of the Flame Demon Sect's generation, and when he was dying, he grabbed his hand: "Yufeng, I know that I can't hold it anymore, and I'm going to die soon." But the current Qingfeng Immortal Gate is too weak and too weak, and it doesn't have much strength. Yufeng, then you will be the next head, remember my words, you must be the head of this house, you must carry forward the Qingfeng Xianmen, and you must guard the heart of the right path. ”

"Goodbye, Wind. ”

The Venerable Wind had always felt that it was difficult for him to fulfill what his master had said, after all, the December Organization was so large that it was like an overwhelming darkness that made the Venerable Wind fall to his knees. But now there is a glimmer of light in the darkness.

The Venerable Master of the Wind is finally dead.

Before he died, he left a smile.

A smile represents hope.

The Venerable Master died standing and did not fall after his death.