"Uh......h How so?"

"Daddy......"

"Cloud Peak ......"

Cangyun Sect Chief Rudder, Jiang Fuzhong. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The cry was poignant, and the atmosphere was sad.

The entire mansion has been shrouded in snow-white colors, and as far as the eye can see, white flags and white candles, dressed in linen and filial piety.

Fang Qianyuan came to the mansion and saw his senior sister and senior brothers and sisters again.

This time, in addition to them, the people of the Jiang family in Fengcheng, and the blood relatives who were close to Jiang Yunfeng, except for those who really couldn't get away and wanted to stay in Fengcheng, all the others rushed here.

This is the first step in making the news of his death public, because Jiang Yunfeng is not an ordinary person, and the series of inheritance disposals and grievances involved in his death need to be inherited.

Those who should enjoy the relics, enjoy the relics.

Those who should bear cause and effect bear cause and effect.

Father and son, master and apprentice, clansmen, sects, Taoist friends......

Different identities have different influences.

Unconsciously, Fang Qianyuan has become an important member of the Jiang family.

When he stepped into the temporary mourning hall, all the people of the Jiang family in Fengcheng couldn't help but look at him, and even the senior sister and senior sister who were crying on the side raised their heads.

"Senior brother, you're finally back!" Sun Zhuo's face showed a hint of joy, and then it became gloomy again, "This, this is really too sudden. ”

"Yes, it's too sudden!" Fang Qianyuan sighed secretly, his gaze silently swept over the people in the mourning hall.

Those Jiang people were not familiar with him, but they had more or less heard of his name and knew his identity.

One by one, they looked back at them with awe, sorrow, dazedness, hope, or flattery, and gathered into an indescribable sense of heaviness.

Fang Qianyuan did not hide from this heaviness, because he understood that this was everything that he should bear as a disciple.

Accompanied by the deacon of the sect, he walked to the spirit, looked at the statue placed on the first confession, silently took the incense handed by others, pushed the gold mountain and knelt down like a jade pillar, bowed three times, and then got up and inserted it into the incense burner himself.

"Senior sister, senior brother and sister, as well as the uncles and elders of the Jiang family, brothers and sisters, you don't have to worry. ”

"Even if the sky falls, there is our Qianyuan to carry it. ”

"Let's clean up our mood, let's mourn and change, first bury the master's scenery, and the days that should be lived must be continued. ”

"Shizun rose in the grass and spent his whole life, and it was not easy to earn such a foundation for the Jiang family, and he must have hoped that the living would enjoy shelter and peace and joy. ”

Fang Qianyuan looked around and said to everyone.

"You also carry the sky when it falls?"

Everyone's expressions moved slightly, and their originally dull eyes reappeared again.

The scene in front of him seems familiar, when Jiang Yunfeng returned from injury and recuperated at home, he also said similar words to the crying mother and daughter.

What he said then was that the sky would not fall.

Now, what Fang Qianyuan said is that when the sky falls, he will carry it!

"Yes, this is the meaning of the inheritance of the master and apprentice, the end of the law is down, there is no hope of immortality, but there is still a torch passed down from generation to generation, the junior and the younger brother have been promoted to the ground, it is enough to carry everything, I am the first apprentice of the master, the qualifications are foolish, and I have not been promoted, and I can also take care of each other with everyone in the sect, and please believe in us, and mourn and change. After Fang Qianyuan spoke, Sun Zhuo also stood up, with a resolute and solemn expression, and said to everyone present.

Their words, like the warm sun in winter, dispelled the confusion and worry in the hearts of everyone in the Jiang family.

Although the people are equally sad, they have regained their faith in their future lives.

appeased everyone in the Jiang family, and Fang Qianyuan, with the help of the sect, cooperated with Jiang Lin and Sun Zhuo to preside over the funeral together.

For a whole month, all kinds of people from all over the world, such as sects, families, large and small forces, good and evil, and even the outer world, came in person or sent envoys to visit.

During this period, the division of the inheritance and the settlement of all things were also carried out in an orderly manner.

Fang Qianyuan gave them everything the Jiang family deserved, and officially accepted the title and worship of the elders of the Jiang family with Sun Zhuo.

Jiang Yunfeng's treasures and grains were also selected to be most beneficial to the Jiang family's cultivation of their children, and the reconstructed ones were stored in the treasure house, and they were jointly supervised by the clan elders, Sun Zhuo, and Fang Qianyuan to ensure that the legacy was long and could be used to the greatest extent.

But Fang Qianyuan and Sun Zhuo also got some of it, especially Fang Qianyuan, who got the top treasures of the high-level realm that could play a greater role, and he signed an agreement with the Jiang family under the witness of the sect, and temporarily sealed these inheritances in the treasury and kept them in the sect.

According to the agreement, if he reaches the corresponding cultivation in the year, he will be unsealed and put under his name, and if he can't, or if something happens, it will still belong to the Jiang family.

This is also a means to ensure that Jiang Yunfeng's legacy can be useful, and at the same time, it also prevents Jiang Jiashu from making a big move and causing strong enemies to worry about in vain.

In addition, Jiang Yunfeng is the kind of traditional spirit master who has to make it a penny in practice, and would rather transform the resources into strength than let them be vacant, Fang Qianyuan only got a million spirit jade, and an annual income of 150,000 foundation dividends.

Jiang Yunfeng, as a generation of powerhouses, originally had far more than these legacies, but just like Fang Qianyuan had just been enshrined by the Holy Cat Chamber of Commerce, that kind of thing was for the powerhouse himself, and after his death, it was impossible for even his descendants to continue to enjoy it, so there were many sources in this regard.

In addition, Jiang Yunfeng was also like Fang Qianyuan who bought the Demon Ice Ghost during his lifetime, owing debts to some forces, and after the fall, the account period was shortened, and it needed to be settled as soon as possible, otherwise the interest generated alone could bring down the entire Jiang family.

During the funeral, Fang Qianyuan suddenly heard about another thing, the senior mother actually intended to marry Jiang Jingling to the senior brother Sun Zhuo!

It is estimated that the master is worried that after the master leaves, the Jiang family will be helpless, and the identity of a disciple alone is not enough to envelop them, so she simply arranged it like this.

Sun Zhuo had already reached the age of marriage, and Jiang Jingling was the right candidate, so he did not refuse, and agreed to it, but at least he had to wait until three years later to officially get married.

Fang Qianyuan was noncommittal about this, he knew that the senior brother and the daughter of the master had no feelings, and it was still arranged by the elders after all.

With their status as human-level monks, it is difficult to refuse this arrangement, but fortunately, they have no intention of belonging to others, and they are not a mandarin duck, if they can really succeed, it can be regarded as a good thing.

After that, the main field of the funeral was transferred to Jiang Yunfeng's hometown Fengcheng, and the Yuehua Fairy of Liuyun Cave Heaven quietly arrived with the silver fairy Wen Qingfei, the feather fairy Su Yingxue, and the ink fairy Lin Qiao.

These people are not easy to send others to receive at will, and they need Fang Qianyuan to come forward in person.

But just as Fang Qianyuan picked them up and took them to Fengcheng, he suddenly noticed that someone seemed to be secretly peeping in the shadows.

"Bold rats, look for death!"

Fang Qianyuan has been riddled with trivial matters recently, and his temper is short-tempered, so he directly grabbed it with a wind claw.