In the early morning of the next day, in the thatched hut next door, Shang Nanzheng's coughing seemed to gradually stop. After a night of recovery, Ye Yun's body almost returned to normal, and the whole person was alive again, jumped up from the bed early, and continued to prepare to go to the opposite Zuo Peak to carry out brutal cultivation day after day.

On a simple wooden bed next to him, Zhu Gangguan seemed to be still asleep, and the corners of his mouth slowly flowed with thick saliva.

Ye Yun shook his head, he really envied Zhu Gangguan's brainless cultivation, and at the moment when Ye Yun was footed, a voice came from the thatched hut next door, and a somewhat weak voice drilled into Ye Yun's ears, "Apprentice, come to the teacher." ”

After a pause, Ye Yun tidied up his clothes, and then came to Shang Nanzheng's thatched hut, as soon as he pushed open the wooden door, Ye Yun felt a strong breath of death, Shang Nanzheng was lying on his bed, unlike usual, Shang Nanzheng looked more energetic than usual at this moment, and his eyes were full of life.

Ye Yun was secretly shocked in his heart, this Shangnanzheng limit is afraid that it is today, because Shangnanzheng's state at this time is the phenomenon of returning to the light, once this appearance appears, it will basically announce that this person is about to enter the palace of death. According to the folk saying of the Cloud Desolate Continent, the Soul Envoy from Hell is already on the way here. The return to the light is just the last moment of tranquility before the sky allows a dying person to enjoy death, and it is rumored that the return to the light is like the five decays of the immortals.

"Master," Ye Yun said with some sadness. After all, in the past three years, the cultivation that Shangnan was arranging for him had made his strength soar. If there is no gratitude in the heart, it is all fake. At this moment, seeing that Shangnan was dying, Ye Yun's heart couldn't help but feel a little sad, with a hint of choking in his voice.

"Apprentice, I'm afraid there is not much time to be a teacher," Shang Nan was leaning on the pillow that had been raised. Some of his faces began to slowly turn pale, and the look that had filled his eyes seemed to gradually begin to be replaced by the aura of death.

"Master, isn't there any other way?" Ye Yun asked with some sadness.

Shang Nanzheng shook his head. For the first time, his face showed a helpless smile, "My situation is very clear in my heart, unless the true immortal descends into the world, even those ancient powers of the Middle-earth world will make a move. Nor can he snatch back the life of the teacher from the hands of the Holy Urging. After all, the dark wounds accumulated in my body are too heavy to return to the sky. ”

"Master" Ye Yun didn't know how to comfort Shang Nanzheng at the moment, after all, he knew in his heart that Shang Nanzheng's life was full of regrets, especially the blood feud, which has always been a stalk in Shang Nanzheng's heart, and he will never be able to get through.

Shang Nanzheng also seemed to fall into a moment of silence, looking up at the roof of the thatched house. His gaze seemed to pass through the tethered wooden beams and the thatch that covered them, looking straight out at the blue sky. The entire thatched house, the entire right peak, the entire Yunwu Peak, and the entire Yuncang Mountain seemed to be quiet at this moment, quietly feeling this quietness.

"I don't want to do that as a teacher," Shang Nanzheng muttered in a low voice.

Ye Yun didn't hear Shang Nanzheng's self-talk clearly, and said: "Master, you must not give up, didn't you say that we immortal cultivators embark on the journey of cultivating immortals, that is, we are fighting for our lives with the heavens, even so, it has not yet reached the moment when the final coffin is closed, then there is still hope for everything, Master must not give up!"

Shang Nanzheng turned his head sideways, glanced at Ye Yun, shook his head again, and then said: "You can have such an idea, I am very happy to be a teacher, the way of cultivating immortals is indeed fighting with the sky, but unfortunately the body of the teacher is already dying, and I will never be able to return to the high-spirited era of the past." ”

Thinking of the past, Shang Nanzheng's eyes seemed to become sharp, he looked at Ye Yun, and asked in a deep voice, "Disciple, do you still remember the oath of that day?"

Ye Yun immediately replied: "Of course the apprentice remembers, the master can rest assured, once the apprentice succeeds in his studies in the future, he will personally avenge the blood and hatred for the master, so as to live up to the master's careful teaching to the apprentice in the past three years." ”

Shang Nanzheng nodded, then stared at Ye Yun and said, "As a teacher, I hope you can say your oath again." ”

Ye Yun was slightly stunned, he didn't know why Shang Nanzheng wanted him to repeat the oath of that day, but he didn't have time to think about it, and said a little resolutely: "Disciple Ye Yun, today I swear by my natal soul and cultivating immortals, if I have the opportunity to break through to the early stage of refining gods in the future, I will definitely sacrifice my life to avenge the blood sea for my master, otherwise the sky will thunder, the form and spirit will be destroyed, and I will never fall into reincarnation!"

Shang Nanzheng nodded with satisfaction, the look in his eyes seemed to gradually overwhelm the aura of death, he moved his body slightly, the gaze in his eyes never left Ye Yun, and then said: "Ye Yun, I hope you will not forget the heavenly oath you made in front of the teacher in the future!"

Ye Yun nodded, and said softly: "Master rest assured, the disciple must remember it in his heart, Master's blood feud is the apprentice's blood feud, if you don't take revenge, you will definitely be destroyed." ”

Shang Nanzheng turned his head sideways, looked at the roof of the thatched roof again, thought slightly, raised his right hand, his consciousness moved slightly, took off the Sumeru ring worn on his index finger, and then handed it to Ye Yun, and said softly: "In the past, all the treasures in the hands of the master were taken away by the enemy, but fortunately, there is still this Sumeru ring left. ”

"Although there are not many things in the ring, and they are not top-notch, it is enough for you to cultivate to the realm of cultivating gods as a teacher. As for the resources of cultivating immortals in the future, you can only rely on yourself to fight for it, after all, the road to cultivating immortals is long and indefinite, although being a teacher can help you a lot, but you still have to rely on yourself. ”

"Ye Yun, the things in this Sumeru Ring can be regarded as a memorial left for you by the teacher, and the divine consciousness on it has also been erased by the teacher, you can use it directly, take it!"

"Master, don't apprentice, apprentice believes that Master can get through," Ye Yun's voice was a little choked.

"Hey, apprentice, your good intentions are already known in your heart, take it quickly," Shang Nanzheng said with a lamentation.

"Thank you, Master," Ye Yun replied with some compassion, and at the same time stretched out his hands and respectfully accepted the Sumeru ring handed over by Shang Nanzheng, this Sumeru ring looked extremely ordinary, even fainter than the Sumeru ring of the green tiger.

Suddenly, Shang Nanzheng's face suddenly turned pale, and the entire mental state of returning to the light disappeared without a trace in an instant, replaced by the strong and incomparably strong death aura that Ye Yun could feel every day for three years. Shang Nanzheng's entire body slipped off the pillow, like a withered flower, and his whole body was extremely shriveled, leaving only a piece of skin and bones.

Ye Yun hurriedly stepped forward and helped Shang Nanzheng up, and on Shang Nanzheng's body, there was immediately a cold feeling, and the whole body had no trace of heat, like a corpse in an ice cellar. This is the first time in three years that Ye Yun has touched Shang Nanzheng's body, but he didn't expect it to be when Shang Nanzheng was about to die.

"Hey, the time limit for being a teacher has arrived," Shang Nanzheng's voice was extremely weak, and then he muttered, "I don't want to do this either"

Ye Yun only thought that Shang Nanzheng should be regretting something about his youth, and whispered in Shang Nanzheng's ear: "Master rest assured, the disciple swears to avenge the blood for the master." ”

Shang Nanzheng raised his right hand with difficulty, held Ye Yun's hand, nodded his head lightly as he began to stiffen, and coughed violently a few times again, a mouthful of dark red blood spurted out instantly, and Shang Nanzheng instantly passed out.

Ye Yun was shocked, thinking that Shang Nanzheng was dead like this, so he quickly reached out and touched Shang Nanzheng's nostrils, it seemed that there was only an extremely faint breath, if it weren't for Ye Yun's strength, he would almost not feel the faint breath of life. Ye Yun shook his head, this faint breath of life was just the last trace of Shangnan's struggle to survive.

Ye Yun gently put down Shang Nanzheng's body, but his left hand still held Shang Nanzheng's right hand. Ye Yun sat on the edge of the wooden bed, staring at Shang Nanzheng's dry face, and a trace of sadness appeared in his heart again. He still remembered when he first met Shang Nanzheng three years ago, at that time, Shang Nanzheng was still a mysterious old man with the cultivation of the God Refining Realm and boundless strength in his heart.

Although he had already felt the breath of death on Shang Nanzheng's body at that time, Ye Yun had never thought that Shang Nanzheng's limit would come so quickly. A God Refining Realm powerhouse who had forced back the leader of the Nine Dawn Path Alliance, the Lord of the White River Palace, on top of the Cloud Mist Peak of Yuncang Mountain, was about to usher in his own death three years later.

Looking at Shang Nanzheng, who exuded a faint breath of life, Ye Yun couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox, before, he was not too afraid of death, but today, for the first time, he longed for life, longing for the feeling of eternal life, instead of being like Shang Nanzheng, unable to take his fate into his own hands, he could only wait for death helplessly and even fearfully.

Although it is said that after the death of mortals, the divine soul will be taken away by the holy urging, and after the fate of the ten halls of Yama is pronounced, the natal divine soul will either be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell and pay off the debts of the previous life, or it will be directly thrown into the long river of fate and wait for the reincarnation of the next life.

Reincarnation, as the name suggests, is rumored to be once you enter reincarnation, you will forever forget the events of your previous life, and then it will be a new life, almost no different from the destruction of the divine soul. Only those ancient powers can restore the memories of the previous life with their own strong strength.

Suddenly, Ye Yun felt Shang Nanzheng's right hand suddenly tremble, Ye Yun hurriedly looked, only to see the corners of Shang Nanzheng's mouth trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Ye Yun immediately asked softly, "Master, what do you want to say?"

"Come closer," Shang Nanzheng said with extreme difficulty.

Ye Yun didn't think much about it, quickly leaned his ear over, and said in a low voice, "Master, you say." ”

"Ye Yun, I don't want to be like this as a teacher," Shang Nanzheng's faint voice came into Ye Yun's ears.

Before Ye Yun could react, he only felt that his brain was dizzy, as if something had penetrated into his brain. (To be continued......)