At the end of the seventeenth year of the Apocalypse.

When the national teacher of the dynasty, Mr. Qintianjian Shouzheng, Yuan Shoufeng passed away.

No disease and no pain, and the end of life.

......

Qin Xianyu's face changed.

"Impossible......"

Among the Great Virtue Holy Dynasty, the people who made Qin Xianyu feel the most pressure were the Sword Immortal Lin Jingtang and the head of the Qintian Prison, Yuan Shoufeng.

Lin Jingtang's sword is a fairy sword, invincible, unstoppable, one sword can break ten thousand laws, and one sword can give birth to ten thousand laws. And Yuan Shoufeng is the most mysterious, no matter how he senses, he is in the fog.

Lin Jingtang could still see it clearly, but Yuan Shoufeng had always been in a fog, hazy and mysterious, and no one could guess any of his intentions.

Now that Lin Jingtang is gone, looking at the Dade Holy Dynasty, Yuan Shoufeng is the most mysterious. Maybe anyone can die, but Qin Xianyu believes that Yuan Shoufeng is the one who is the least likely to die.

Yuan Shoufeng succeeded Mr. Shouzheng of Qintianjian at the age of thirty-two, and now he has been sixty-eight years old and died at the age of 100. ”

"A hundred years of life, a hundred years is the life of a lifetime. ”

"Pinch your fingers, you have served the Great Virtue Holy Dynasty for a lifetime?"

Qin Xianyu seemed to guess something, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and only two words skipped in his mind.

Trick to death!

When you are 100 years old, you will live for a lifetime, so you cheat to death and get out?

Qin Xianyu consciously seemed to have found out the truth.

But in the next moment, he was doused with cold water.

Because he remembered the streamer he had seen before.

It was the falling light of the stars, the falling light.

This symbolizes that there are people in the Great Virtue Pilgrimage. It was a great man who could cause turmoil in the stars.

This fallen starlight. It's a vision. Even if the emperor dies, there will still be a crown prince to succeed to the throne, and the rest of the royal family will succeed to the throne, and there will definitely be no such vision.

The only thing that can cause such a vision is to be a national teacher!

Yuan Shoufeng, as the national teacher of the dynasty, is closely related to the fortunes of the country, and as the head of the Qintian Prison, he controls the order of monasticism. Its cultivation and deeds are all involved in the country's luck, and it is difficult to distinguish them. Only when Yuan Shoufeng dies, the country's fortune is shaky, and the pillars collapse, will there be such a vision.

The death of the national teachers of the past generations has more or less visions.

"Even Yuan Shoufeng will die......"

Qin Xianyu sighed.

......

The second day, in the morning.

Qin Xianyu got another piece of paper in his hand.

This records the matter of Yuan Shoufeng.

In the past, the Gu Dao master was in the lower realm, and he was at the same level as the Taoist earth immortals, and Yuan Shoufeng exercised the luck of a country in the Great Virtue Holy Dynasty and added it to himself. Defeat the Gu Dao masters. But the use of luck also hurts oneself. And it makes one's own cultivation and Taoism all involved with the country's luck, entangled deeply, and cannot be dismantled.

Three years ago, Yuan Shoufeng left the Dade Holy Dynasty and walked on the borders of the rest of the countries in Youzhou, suffered a sword wound, and returned defeated.

Also three years ago, the demon monk Kuda burned three towns in a row, killing and injuring thousands of people, and the country's luck fluctuated. Yuan Shoufeng himself was seriously injured, and it was difficult to clear up with luck, and he was affected by this turmoil and injured himself, and he was already lacking in skills.

Since three years ago, Yuan Shoufeng has been dying, persevering for a thousand days, and died at the age of 100.

"The wound of using the luck of the air was wounded by a sword wound outside, and the luck of the country that was turbulent by the kuda caused the injury to worsen. These three things are the fundamental reasons for Yuan Shoufeng's death?"

Qin Xianyu was silent.

These three things are indeed not small, and each of them is extremely fatal. These three things are all pressed on the body, below the immortals, no one can survive, and Yuan Shoufeng is no exception.

But for some reason, Qin Xianyu still didn't believe it.

Maybe it's because Yuan Shoufeng feels too mysterious to him, so he has never seen through it, and he has never been able to figure it out.

Maybe it was because he died at the age of 100, which is too much of a coincidence.

But facts are facts after all.

Yuan Shoufeng has passed away, and the Qintianjian group has no leader.

He looked far away to the north, the heavens and the earth were turbulent, and the stars were fluttering.

Because the previous star fell, the sky lost its pillars, and there was a sense of turmoil and instability.

It was the fallen starlight.

That is ironclad evidence of Yuan Shoufeng's death.

Qin Xianyu sat cross-legged on the futon and was silent for a long time.

The mind is not quiet.

Poor luck.

He got up and sighed.

......

Qin Xianyu was originally going to the north and going to the capital.

But on this day, someone came to visit.

The person who came was Zhang Daoren.

This middle-aged Taoist was dressed in a cyan robe, but a thin belt was tied around his waist, black and white, and a pair of white shoes were under his feet.

Seeing him dressed like this, Qin Xianyu's heart sank even more.

Zhang Daoren bowed down and bowed, calling him a true monarch.

Due to the death of Yuan Shoufeng, the head of the Qin Heavenly Prison, Mr. Sikong, the deputy head of the department, and the two of them were busy, and the former Zhang Dao people were stationed in Fengxing Mansion, so he came to see Qin Xianyu and informed him of the matter.

Qin Xianyu still couldn't help asking, "Is Yuan Shoufeng really dead?"

Zhang Daoren sighed: "Since Zhenjun knows the ins and outs of the matter, why should he ask again? Those three things, no one can survive under the pressure of anyone, could it be that Zhenjun still has doubts about these three things?"

Qin Xianyu was silent for a moment and said, "These three things are gathered in one place, if I am in Yuan Shoufeng's position, I will not survive." But he's not me, it's not you, it's not anyone else, he's Yuan Shoufeng......"

Qin Xianyu looked at him quietly and said slowly: "I still can't believe it. ”

Zhang Daoren hesitated a little before he said: "Don't hide it from the true monarch, Mr. Shouzheng is dying." ”

Qin Xianyu's pupils shrank: "The end of life?"

Dragon and Tiger are really two hundred and sixty years old, and Yuan Shoufeng is only 100 years old, how can he talk about the end of his life?

Zhang Daoren said: "The leaders of the Qin Tianjian in the past dynasties were all national teachers of the dynasty, and they were involved in luck. Ordinary people in the world, the longevity of the high life is 100 years old, so 100 years old is the life of a lifetime, by this limitation, for generations, the national teacher only lived to be 100 years old at most, and no one could get rid of this shackle. The same is true for Mr. Yuen, who would not have survived this year even if he had not been injured. ”

Qin Xianyu was silent for a long time.

After a long time, I heard Qin Xianyu ask, "Where is Mr. Yuan's body?"

Zhang Daoren said in a low voice: "Affected by luck, when he died, his body scattered countless brilliance, and fell everywhere in the Great Virtue Holy Dynasty, and the meteor of that day came from this. ”

"I see. Qin Xianyu said: "You go, I will go to the capital in two days." ”

Zhang Daoren did not leave, put his hands together, bowed down and said: "If the true monarch has nothing important, please follow the subordinate officials to Qin Tianjian and his party today." ”

Qin Xianyu frowned and said, "Why?"

Zhang Daoren said: "Mr. Yuan is now gone, the Qintianjian group of dragons has no leader, the Great Virtue Holy Dynasty has no national teacher, countless cultivators have lost their restrictions, the order is chaotic, and after a long time, bad things will happen." The lower officials were ordered to come and invite Zhenjun to the capital, succeed him as the head of Qintianjian and sit in the position of national teacher. ”

Qin Xianyu's face was slightly gloomy, and his gaze was solemn.

Zhang Daoren knelt on his knees, touched his forehead to the ground, and said, "Please Zhenjun succeed you as the head of the Qintian Prison and sit in the position of national teacher." (To be continued......)