"Sixteen real people sacrificed their lives to die, this righteousness should always be remembered in their hearts!" "Along the way, those immortal cultivators talked about the deeds of the fourteen real people the most, but many people forgot the head of the Liu family who died before the war, the Liu family is gone, Liu Tianfeng's whereabouts are unknown, the people in the alliance found the body of the Liu family after the war, and then buried it collectively on the old site of the Liu family, many people hold the sword spectrum of the Liu family's heart sword, but few people remember this family that is as upright as the sword.

"I heard that a mysterious young man named Lin Fan in the East China Sea was the one who killed the three saints of the alien race, and there was still a corpse nailed to the reef in front of the tomb of the sixteen real people, and the holy power was still there, even the powerhouses of the Four Elephant Heaven Realm could not get close. An immortal cultivator said, they walked in the long wind, and Lin Fan followed unhurriedly, listening carefully to the words of these people.

"I don't know where that young man went, and I haven't heard of him since the war. Someone said.

"Maybe it's not a young man, it's an old-timer, and it's not surprising that these people are rejuvenated. Some people denied it, after all, it was unbelievable that a young man had the strength to kill a saint, but the name Lin Fan spread among ordinary immortal cultivators no matter what.

"Lin Fan......" Lin Fan himself felt a little familiar when he heard these two words, but he didn't associate this name with himself, he forgot everything, only instinct remained, what inspiration could Lin Fan's seemingly ordinary name give him?

"It is said that now some ancient immortal gates such as the Palace of Eternal Life, Cangming Mountain, have gradually lost their control over the world, the Taishang Sanqing has returned, and the Hades Valley has reappeared in the world, and these ancient immortal gates are the real leaders of the Great Wilderness of Kyushu. "Some people sighed, this, in the past two years, the ability to control the major forces of the Great Wilderness of Kyushu has begun to undergo earth-shaking changes, perhaps under the leadership of Taishang Sanqing, the glory of antiquity will be restored!

"These have nothing to do with us idle clouds and wild cranes, the big people say that the turmoil has just begun, and the major immortal sects are taking precautions. We have to work hard to cultivate!" Some people worried, if this saint-level turmoil was just a prologue, then wouldn't it be unimaginable what would happen next?

"Sixteen real people fought and died for us, and if the world really comes to a moment of crisis, we should also sacrifice our meager bodies. "Some people say that among the immortal cultivators in the Great Wilderness of Kyushu, there are many such people with a heart of justice, but there are also more people who would rather live in secret.

"This brother, you have been following us, have you never been to the tomb of the sixteen real people?" At this time, someone in the group of immortal cultivators turned to Lin Fan and asked.

"I haven't been there, and I want to see who the sixteen real people praised by the world are. Lin Fan smiled and said, he didn't continue to talk to those people. The lack of memory makes Lin Fan always feel hesitant alone, a lost past, even the most familiar world has become strange, even the most familiar people are strangers, and no one can solve this loneliness.

After a few days' trip, Lin Fan followed this group of immortal cultivators and finally arrived in front of the Fourteen True Persons Cemetery, most of these people were immortal cultivators of the Beidouchen Realm, and with Lin Fan's own strength, he could reach it with a stick of incense, but Lin Fan didn't recognize the way, so it took so much time.

The Sixteen True Cemetery faces the vast sea, and there is an endless stream of immortal cultivators in the sky. There was no one on one side of the sea, and it was said that the body of a saint was nailed to the rock.

The cemetery of the sixteen real people is surrounded by evergreen pine trees, and there is a lot of noise outside the cemetery, but there is silence in the cemetery.

Lin Fan followed the immortal cultivators from all over the Great Wilderness of Kyushu to mourn the sixteen true people and stepped on the stone steps in front of the cemetery. The stone steps stretch from the coast to the cemetery, and after stepping on the stone steps, immortal cultivators are not allowed to fly or travel through the void, and only walking through this stone step step by step is a sign of respect for the sixteen real people.

The stone steps are long, level after level. The immortal cultivators from all over the Great Wilderness of Kyushu moved forward quietly, and Lin Fan and them stepped on the stone steps and entered the cemetery through the tomb in front of the cemetery.

The cemetery is huge. There were spiritual grasses and green pine trees everywhere, but the place where the sixteen real people were actually buried was only in the area in the center of the cemetery.

Lin Fan's steps involuntarily quickened, and he walked through the crowd to the center of the cemetery, where the fourteen tombs made of dragon's tooth stone only stood there, they looked very ordinary, but in the hearts of people, they were as majestic as mountains.

"The Tomb of Zhang Hong Zhenren of the Hall of Eternal Life!"

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"The Tomb of the White Zombie True Person in the Valley of the Underworld!"

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"Xia Yufei's real tomb!"

"Xia Yufei Zhenren, why is this name so familiar?" Lin Fan stood in front of Xia Yufei's real tomb and whispered, people came and went in front of Xia Yufei's real tomb, only Lin Fan was standing here all the time.

The sky gradually darkened, the drizzle fluttered, fell in the cemetery and then steamed up a vast mist, the immortal cultivators did not use their spiritual power to avoid the water, let the raindrops hit their bodies, they were like mortals in front of the real people in front of the tombs of mourning.

"The people of the Hall of Eternal Life are here!" the people whispered, and a young man with red eyebrows holding an umbrella and a group of people wearing the same robes came to the tomb of the real person of the Hall of Eternal Life to pay their respects.

Lin Fan glanced at him twice, he felt that he should also know the whole person, but the other party didn't seem to know him, the young man with red eyebrows stood next to Lin Fan when he walked to Xia Yufei's real person to mourn, he glanced at Lin Fan, and there was no reaction, which made Lin Fan doubt his intuition a little.

The rain is falling one after another, I don't know when it will stop, more and more immortal cultivators braved the rain to come to mourn, many of them are people in the immortal sect to which these real people belong, the young man with red eyebrows in the Hall of Eternal Life left after mourning, and then the people from the Hades Valley came, it was a young man named Ling Chaokong, Lin Fan was still very familiar with it, but he remembered it, and he walked straight past him as if he had never seen Lin Fan.

The people from the Hades Valley came and went, and the people from the Cangying Mountain came, and Lin Fan, the young man who took the lead, still had a familiar feeling, but he was just like the first two, as if he hadn't seen him at all.

"Yo, isn't this Xia Shentong?, have you come to worship Xia Yufei's real person?" The young man named Li Mingyang in the Hades Emperor Valley turned around and said to a young man wearing a long sword and a filial piety robe.

"Get out! I don't want to get angry in front of my father!" Xia Shentong replied coldly, Li Mingyang sneered and left, not entangled with Xia Shentong.

"Father, the unfilial child has come to kowtow to you!" Xia Shentong walked through the crowd to Xia Yufei's real tomb and knelt down as he spoke, his face blurred with tears and rain.

Xia Shentong knelt in front of the tomb and kowtowed a few times, then he got up and wiped away the tears and rain on his face.

"Do you know my father, too? I see I've been standing here for a long time. At this time, Xia Shentong glanced back at Lin Fan and asked, Lin Fan had a feeling in his heart that was more familiar than others, but he obviously didn't know him with a look on his face.

"Maybe I know!" Lin Fan replied with a sigh, but he felt an unprecedented sense of fear in his heart, the person he should have known couldn't remember himself, although he lost his memory, but that intuition should not be wrong, this kind of memory fragments are rooted in the bottom of his heart is indelible.

At this time, a fat Taoist man with a big iron pot on his back came, followed by a little monk who looked like a high-ranking monk.

"Don't worry, I've been practicing for more than two years, and although my father is gone, there's still a long way to go, and I have to go on my own. Xia Shentong said, with a resolute look in his eyes.

"Is this your new friend?" asked the Iron Pot Daoist as he looked at Lin Fan on the side, who obviously didn't recognize Lin Fan either.

"No, but he seems to know my father. Xia Shentong shook his head and said.

Lin Fan on the side wanted to ask them if they had ever seen him, but he was still unable to speak.

"Let's go, let's go see the rest of the real people. The Iron Pot Daoist patted Xia Shentong's shoulder and said, and then they turned to the back row of graves.

"The Tomb of the Demon Clan's White Dragon King!" "The Tomb of the Demon Clan's King Jinliu!" The tomb of the two demon clan real people was in the most conspicuous place, Xia Shentong and they came to the tomb to worship, and Lin Fan silently followed behind them.

"Tomb of the Black Zombie of the Hades Valley!" "The Tomb of the Purple Zombie of the Hades Valley!" There are also real people from the Hades Valley among the tombs in the back row, and the Hades Valley has contributed the most in this battle, and their losses are almost the heaviest.

"The Tomb of Chu Tiannan of the Great Chu Kingdom!" "The Tomb of Chu Mo of the Great Chu Kingdom!" "The Tomb of Chu Yi of the Great Chu Kingdom!" Then there are the tombs of the three real people of the Great Chu Kingdom, and Lin Fan has no sense of familiarity with these three real people.

"The Tomb of the Dharma King of Wuliang Mountain!" "The Tomb of the King of Wuliang Mountain!" The tombs of the two Dharma Kings of Wuliang Mountain are not tombs, but Buddhist pagodas, but the essence is the same as the tomb.

Then there are the tombs of the three real people in Beichen Palace, it is said that the tombs of the three real people are actually only two tombs, one of which is buried together, it is that Wuchen and the old woman, but now Lin Fan can't remember them.

"Brother, let's go first! Since you know Xia Yufei, you can be regarded as our friend, if you encounter anything wrong, you can report our names!" Xia Shentong and Lin Fan, the Iron Pot Daoist, turned around and left, and when they left, the Iron Pot Daoist did not forget to say hello to Lin Fan, but this made Lin Fan feel very uncomfortable.

Xia Shentong and they left, Lin Fan wandered alone in the endless crowd, the rain kept falling, and the rain in Lin Fan's heart never stopped. (To be continued......)