If a person is endowed with strong hopes and has not shown up for a long time, everyone expects him to turn the tide and expect his appearance to change the whole situation.

This person must be very important, and his every move will affect everyone's attitudes and beliefs.

Just like the martyrdom, he represents the last supreme glory of the entire Sect of Leaving Sorrow, just like a banner, if he does not fall, he will be free from sorrow!

After the war, it was full of desolation, it can be said that this is a compromise that has never been made since the founding of the Sect, everything is because of the disaster and there is no presence, everyone seems to have no backbone, there is no way to start, and it is even more difficult to share the same hatred.

Cohesion may be the necessary temperament and means for a person's influence to reach a certain period.

Now, Qi Nan came quietly, and no one found out when Qi Yan appeared in this hall of separation that was lit by bright candles like day.

Just seeing Ouyang Tiande burst out with a palm, Lin Yizhi must have faced the moment of death, and then the crisis that seemed to carry an incomparable breath of death in that palm was resolved in an instant. Ouyang Tiande, who was so big in the Mahayana period, was uncontrollable, almost like an arrow from the string, booming and retreating.

Then, it was difficult, with the bearing, majesty and expectation that the master of the sect possessed, he stood behind Lin Yizhi like that, silently, but like a mountain range, unmoving.

Lin Yizhi used his last strength to look at the immobile Qi behind him, and in an instant, all his persistence collapsed, and his body fell straight backwards.

The pity in Qi Nan's eyes was even worse, he held Lin Yizhi up, and then his eyes swept over everyone, and when he saw the surprised Ling Yijian and Ouyang Tiande, his eyes were like torches.

Before they could speak, the momentum had already made Ling Yijian and the others invisibly retreat.

The strong are self-reliant!

Qi Nan frowned slightly, put his palms on Lin Yizhi's back, did not speak, and with a movement of his heart, a true qi like immortality between heaven and earth suddenly came out, and was instilled into Lin Yizhi's body in an instant.

In just half an hour, some of Lin Yizhi's extracutaneous injuries quickly scabbed, fell off, and disappeared at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. About half an hour passed. Lin Yizhi opened his eyes leisurely.

In a trance, he saw the white-haired old man in front of him who was looking at him with pity, and suddenly, time went back, mottled and yellowed, as if he was once again in that dilapidated Taoist temple.

The sunny young man who was happy and did not feel a little pain, held two baked cakes in his hands, smiled at the ragged beggar, and said with concern: "Grandpa, you are hungry, this is the baked cake I bought when I passed by the Liyang Market, you can eat it quickly!"

But the broken Taoist priest looked at him with a smile and said, "It's almost noon, I have eaten all this bread, aren't you hungry?"

"Let's eat together, I'm afraid this cake is the most delicious delicacy in my life......

Time flies, time flies, and things are wrong in the blink of an eye.

Qi Nan sighed and said slowly: "Little friend, you have suffered......"

This real person who has been teaching for a hundred years once again called him a little friend in front of everyone.

This black-clothed young man, who protects each other with his life, compared to those who keep talking, used to get along day and night, but now they are intrigued, and he wants to fight for his own selfish interests, that truth, that affection and sex, is indeed pure and lovely.

The Sect of Sorrow does owe him too much.

"Uninhibited...... Fu Yi went over and rested!" Qi Nan turned his head to look at Lu Wujian.

When Lu Wujian heard this, he hurriedly walked over and took Lin Yizhi from Qi Nan's side, and he was also distressed in his heart.

Although his apprentice is stupid, although he is stupid, but at this moment, in the future, thousands of talents will be exchanged together, and he will not give it!

"Yizhi, does it hurt?......" Lu Wujian said, two lines of tears, silently falling.

"Master...... The disciple doesn't hurt......" he said, but the miserable white face, the beads of sweat the size of beans, the frowning brows, and the trembling body were leaking all the time.

This somewhat thin, somewhat thin body is suffering from unbearable pain for ordinary people.

And he, in the face of pain, didn't even scream.

"Soft chair ......" Lu Wuji's voice trembled, and he shouted loudly outside the hall.

After a while, the soft chair had already moved, and Lu Wujian carefully put Lin Yizhi on top of the soft chair, and then said softly: "Old five...... No, let's go home!"

"Go home......" Lin Yizhi muttered and repeated this sentence, and in an instant, tears came out of his eyes.

These two words are like a gentle nightmare, gently tearing his deep heart to pieces.

He thought that five years ago, his home had ceased to exist in that massacre, that he had been displaced, that he had no place to rely on, and that even if he came to this sect of sorrow, there was not much peace and happiness. Only his own stone house has become his only haven, how many days and nights, this child woke up in a nightmare, hugging the quilt, curled up, or crying or laughing.

To this day, the word "homecoming" came out without warning from the mouth of this master who always didn't even want to say a word to him on weekdays.

That warmth, that joy and sorrow, that profundity. How can Lin Yizhi bear it.

It's nice to be home!

Lin Yizhi really wanted to step into Mo Yu Peak in the next moment, and the thousand-year-old snow on the peak of Mo Yu Peak seemed to miss him too.

However, what should we do here? Will those people just give up? Lin Yizhi shook his head suddenly.

Lu Wujian understood that he, a young apprentice, would not go back no matter what if he didn't wait for a result. He believed that if Lin Yizhi died in the hands of Ouyang Tiande today.

That wisp of lonely soul will surely wander above this great hall, looking at each of them, neither happy nor sad.

Lu Wujian nodded, pulled the first seat towards Lin Yizhi, sat beside him, looked at him with good eyes, and suddenly found that he was really afraid of losing this somewhat stupid apprentice at this moment.

Lin Yizhi's heart was completely calmed down at this moment, and these turmoil made him feel so tired and tired.

Slowly raised his head, and inadvertently, he saw the dark blue figure.

Like him, she was half-leaning in the soft chair, but her cold eyes flickered towards him.

In that coldness, there seems to be something more.

The next moment, in Lin Yizhi's eyes, Duanmu Ningque slowly stretched out his white fingers, pointed at him, and then pointed at himself.

Then look at him and stop talking.

Lin Yizhi didn't understand what Duanmu Ningque wanted to express, but suddenly felt that everything was not important.

I don't know where the strength and courage came from.

He met Duanmu Ningque's gaze, and smiled......

During the whole process, no one in the hall spoke, whether it was the first seat, the three major families, or the difficulty and Ling Yijian.

On the one hand, Lin Yizhi's situation also stirred up their hearts that had been gradually numb, and on the other hand, the coercion emanating from the body of the long-silent Qi Zhenren made their hearts feel like an electric shock.

Qing Xuan Zhenren felt that this silence would be broken sooner or later, so he gently walked to the front of Qi Nan and was about to say something.

Qi Nanzhen waved his hand lightly and said slowly: "I already know everything about this matter, you don't have to say it, everything has me!"

Then his eyes gently looked towards Ling Yijian, and the look in his eyes was neither happy nor sad, extremely bland, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of annoyance.

"Lord Linggu, ......it's been a long time," the real person said slowly.

Qi Nan Zhenren didn't greet the three great families at all, and didn't even look at them, as if those people were like dead things in his eyes, or they didn't exist at all.

Ling Yijian didn't look uncomfortable because of the appearance of Qi Nan, he actually stood up with a smile, hugged his fist at Qi Nan Zhenren and said: "Qi Yi is difficult to teach, sure enough, a world of masters, elegant and handsome, and extraordinary bearing, Ling Yijian finally did not come in vain this time, and was able to admire the true face of the palm sect!"

He stroked his gray beard and nodded: "It's just that the Lord of Linggu has something to say, saying that my great Sect of Separation and Sorrow does not understand etiquette, one does not look at the seat, and the other does not serve tea, I have been in retreat these days, and my junior brothers and sisters are also nonsense, and they have neglected the Lord of Linggu......"

Ling Yijian was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the real person didn't mention Fang Cai at all, and only said such innocuous words, he was slightly embarrassed, and said with a dry laugh: "You don't have to worry about it, I just said it casually!"

Qi Nanzhen smiled lightly and said: "Hehe, how can you ask the Sword Valley Lord to say it casually, I think it is indeed me who has neglected you." ”

After that, I didn't see how he behaved, he only waved his right hand in the air, waved his wide sleeves, and looked at it again, and there was a cup of tea in his hand that came from nowhere.

Everyone saw that the cup containing the tea was enamel, exquisite, blue and white, but there were thousands of auspicious clouds on it, simple and vast.

And the tea in that cup is still slightly steaming, smelling fragrant and elegant, with a long aftertaste.

What a good cup of tea.

Qi Nan held this cup of tea firmly in his hand, and said with a smile: "Lord Linggu, now that the fragrant tea is here, can you have a Yaxing product?"

After that, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, his body moved slightly, his right arm holding the teacup moved slowly, and his sleeve robe fluttered.

When I looked at it again, the cup of tea flew towards Ling Yijian like an arrow from the string, and the speed was so fast that the shape of the teacup seemed to be unclear, and in the eyes of everyone, only the white and blue enamel remained, drawing a white and a blue light in mid-air, shining brightly.

Ling Yijian laughed and said, "It's so polite!"

After that, as soon as the red shadow moved, his left hand was slightly relaxed, and when the speeding teacup was about to hit Ling Yijian's chest, Ling Yijian slowly lifted it. The teacup, which was as fast as a flight, actually landed steadily in Ling Yijian's palm.

This process, just in that moment, Ling Yijian's body technique made people feel extremely slow, but it was so slow that he could catch the tea that came quickly!

Following the trajectory of the tea flying away, not a drop was spilled.

Ling Yijian raised his wrist and drank the cup of tea in one gulp, serving a mouthful of fragrance, and after drinking it, it had a long aftertaste.

"Good tea!" Ling Yijian praised.

"But it's good tea, I don't have anything else in this sect, but it's more than other places to hide some long-extinct bamboo Tianqing leaves!"

Ling Yijian nodded and said, "Bamboo Tianqing Leaf, it's really superb!"

Qi Nan smiled again, and pointed to the sky outside the Great Hall of Worry, where the sun was shining, the sky was blue, the white clouds were curling, and the weather was good.

Slowly, he said: "Lord Linggu, this is really stuffy in the Worry Palace, the outside is very good, the sky is clear, the air is good, why don't we go out and have a look?"

Ling Yijian was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the real gourd, and he smiled in an instant: "It's rare to be a real person, how dare Ling Yijian disobey?"

After saying that, the two looked at each other, laughed, and walked towards the outside of the hall with their hands in front of everyone's eyes.

The people in the hall were stunned by this change, and looked carefully, only to see the two of them go out of the palace gate together, go down the high white jade steps, walk out of about dozens of zhang, and slowly stand still, while looking towards the sky and the four fields, they pointed and pointed, judged their heads, exchanged their heads and ears, and laughed from time to time.

It's just that they are too far apart, and no one knows what the two are talking about or laughing at.

About three quarters of an hour later, I saw Ling Yijian's red clothes move lightly, and he hugged his fist towards Qi Nan, and after a ray of light, he was already stepping on the Fengtian Divine Sword, and then nodded towards Qi Difficulty, and the Fengtian Divine Sword hissed, broke through the air and disappeared without a trace.

Qi Nan looked up at the sky where Ling Yijian had disappeared, motionless.

After a while, he turned around, went up the steps, and walked into the main hall.

Slowly looked at the third family of Xiuzhen who was caught off guard and at a loss in the hall because of Ling Yijian's sudden departure, and suddenly sneered and said: "Several family masters, the play has ended, and you still don't leave, do you want to send each other off in person?"

Ouyang Tiande and the others, you look at me, I look at you, it's not going in, it's not retreating, it's not going for a while, Ouyang Tiande just arched his hand, waved at those people and said, "Let's go......"

In a moment, the figures of those people had disappeared above the main hall.

Only then did he sigh slowly.

A storm is so weird and inexplicable...... It's over!

Qi Nan glanced at the first seat of the main seat present, and finally just sighed, shook his head slowly, and said for a while: "You are all scattered, this matter, this is over." I'm going to go back on retreat too. It's just that there are a few words to say to the public at the time of parting!"

All the leaders looked solemn, and arched their hands and said, "Please teach me!"

Qi Nan nodded and said: "People, you are more valuable than selflessness, if a great calamity comes, you still fight for each other, the result will definitely fall apart, and the enemy will definitely be broken by each other!

When everyone heard this, they were all ashamed.

Qi looked at Lu Wujian and said: "Uninhibited, innocent-hearted, but he can't judge the situation, you must know that you can bend and stretch in order to be invincible!"

Lu Wujian's figure was shocked, and he nodded hurriedly.

He said to Qing Xuan again: "Senior Brother Qing Xuan, if you want to avoid it, you will urge it to meet! What is not blindly retreating, blindly evading, the precious, all idealism, once it comes, it will be safe, do you understand?"

Qing Xuan's figure was also shocked, and he arched his hand, and said with great awe in his voice: "Qing Xuan understands......"

Only then did Qi Nan nod and stop talking, but slowly walked towards the inner hall, and after a while, his figure disappeared into a shadow......

............

On the mountain road down from the Worry Mountain, a group of people, about 500 people, slowly walked down the mountain.

Walking in the front, dressed in red, heroic and fluttering, but his hair was snow-white. It was Ling Yijian, who was undoubtedly the sword.

And beside him, a young man in green was carrying a yellow fairy sword behind his back, and the sword aura was swirling. Although his appearance is also very handsome, he always feels less agile and elegant, only full of arrogance.

This person is the senior disciple of the Sword Valley, the first disciple of Ling Yijian-Deng Tianyang.

Deng Tianyang had already received a message from Shizun Ling Yijian, and led five hundred disciples to the foot of Liwu Mountain, which had just joined Shizun.

Deng Tianyang was puzzled as he walked, the expression on his face was also quite unwilling, and he said in a low voice: "Master, I don't understand, we have the advantage, why don't we take the opportunity to take down his Leaving the Worry Sect, I'm here, everyone is gearing up, why did you just come and go back?"

Ling Yijian's eyes were cold, his originally calm face suddenly twitched, his body trembled, and he almost stood unsteadily.

The instantaneous change made Deng Tianyang shocked, and hurriedly helped him. But seeing Ling Yijian covering his mouth with his hand, he gasped for a while, and his face was extremely pale.

After a while, his breathing slowly calmed down, and when he opened his hand, there was a shocking puddle of blood on his palm!

"Master...... This!" Deng Tianyang was shocked.

Ling Yijian hurriedly waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Don't make a noise! It's hard to be that old way, almost close to a demon! That cup ......of tea has already hurt my vitality, I'm just silent on the surface, in fact, it's just hard to support, right and wrong, it's not suitable to stay for a long time, it's difficult to leave the Worry Sect, and I can't shake it."

Deng Tianyang finally understood the reason why the master ordered him to leave quickly, and he was even more shocked in his heart.

Ling Yijian's heart was actually difficult to calm down, and after a short time, he had already gone down the Sorrow Mountain.

Ling Yijian slowly turned his head and looked in front of him.

The mountains are endless, the clouds are ethereal, and they are simple and magnificent.

"One day, this mighty place will definitely become something in my pocket!"

Suddenly, the faint purple light of the Heavenly God Sword kept flashing, and even the distant sky was dyed purple......