Long Aotian's harem has changed

Chapter 51

Ling Xingyuan followed Yan Hongzhen out of Fangzhang Mountain. He looked back and saw the team of disciples sent by the abbot walking on the mountain, winding like snakes.

Chang Yushu walked beside Ling Xingyuan, turning his head to look at him from time to time.

Yan Hongzhen walked in the front, holding a lamp in his hand.

Ling Xingyuan looked at the lamp, and felt that it was somewhat similar to the lamp he saw in the Kunlun School of Shadow Hall.

Sensing Ling Xingyuan's gaze, Yan Hongzhen raised his head, those two-way clear eyes were bloodshot at the moment, and his expression was very haggard.He whispered: "This is the life lamp of the head."

They came out in a hurry and didn't bring much, but Yan Hongzhen took Yu Menghuai's life lamp with him.

A solitary lamp, the flame fluctuates in the wind, as if it will be extinguished at any time.

Suddenly, the light really went out.

Yan Hongzhen looked at the life lamp in his hand and couldn't help but shed tears.

Once the life lamp is extinguished, it means that the owner of the life lamp - Yu Menghuai is dead.

Everyone knelt down facing the life lamp, some hated, some were angry, some wept, some mourned.

Although the three Kunlun faction did not kneel down, they also bent down.

Yan Hong raised his voice and said: "Since the head is dead, I... will be the new head sent by the abbot. The demons destroyed my abbot mountain and killed my disciples. I will avenge this, otherwise I will not be a human being!"

"We must avenge this!"

"eye for eye!"

"Dispelling demons and defending the way!"

The disciples of the abbot sent out all kinds of shouts, all of them hated the demons in their hearts.

Seeing that everyone was excited, Yan Hongzhen asked them to rest for a while, and then set out on the road later.

Because they were afraid of being discovered by the demons, everyone did not dare to light a fire and sat down.

Yan Hongzhen sat with his back against a tree, staring at the extinguished life lamp in his hand in a daze.The tears on his face have dried up at this moment, but the description is still very embarrassing.

Ling Xingyuan hesitated for a moment, but walked to Yan Hongzhen's side, and sat down.He said softly: "My condolences."

Yan Hongzhen glanced at Ling Xingyuan, and said: "You know, my master is Yuan Zhengchu. But when my master died, I was never so sad. Obviously this uncle has been outside, and he came back after the death of the master. Abbot Pai, I haven't been with him for a long time, and I haven't said a few words to him."

Ling Xingyuan also leaned his back against the tree, "The relationship between people does not depend on the length of time they spend together, but on whether they are destined."

"When the master was still alive, he chose me to be the head of the next abbot. Although I have always been easy-going, I was actually somewhat proud. It wasn't until the master was taken away by the demons that I realized that the master was not the master I thought. At that time, my world seemed to be shattered all of a sudden. After my uncle took over as the head of the abbot sect, I didn’t like to talk to others, and I just immersed myself in sword practice every day. After I finished practicing sword one day, I found that my uncle was standing in front of me. I kept watching from the side, and even praised me a few words. My heart was relieved, and I realized that the things I valued before are actually not that important." After Yan Hongzhen finished speaking, he put the life lamp into the storage Ring.

Ling Xingyuan didn't speak, but listened silently.He knew that Yan Hongzhen at this time just needed someone who would listen, and he didn't need anyone's comfort.This chief disciple of the abbot's sect is not that fragile.

Yan Hongzhen said to Ling Xingyuan: "Thank you."

Ling Xingyuan smiled faintly, "You're welcome."

……

After everyone rested, they continued on their way.

Stopping and stopping, after a few days, everyone came to the foot of a mountain.

Yan Hongzhen raised his head and looked at the mountain.Naturally, this mountain cannot be compared with the blessed place like Fangzhang Mountain, but it is full of aura.In the future, they will be here for a long time.

After everyone went up the mountain, Yan Hongzhen assigned tasks, so those who built the house built the house, those who chopped firewood chopped firewood, and those who cooked the food were all busy.

The three Kunlun sent the disciples sent by the abbot here, and they bid farewell to Yan Hongzhen.

Chang Yushu said in a deep voice: "We came here to inspect the divine artifact, but we actually saw the abbot's faction in such a catastrophe. Although we intend to continue to help each other, we still have to return to the master's sect, so we can only say goodbye. If not If you encounter difficulties in the future, you can pass the letter to the Kunlun faction."

Yan Hongzhen looked at the three of them and said: "You have already helped me a lot, even if you can help my school for a while, you can't help my school for a lifetime. The abbot's disciples have to go the way of the abbot's school."

But in a few days, Chang Yushu felt that Yan Hongzhen seemed to have matured a lot.He said: "The demons will not let it go if they haven't found the Sun Moon Pot. It's better to set up a formation at the foot of the mountain to prevent accidents."

Yan Hongzhen nodded and said: "I have thought of this too, I have already ordered people to go down the mountain to set up the formation."

Ling Xingyuan said: "Brother Yan, take care."

Yan Hongzhen's gaze turned to Ling Xingyuan, and he remembered that he had played on Fangzhang Mountain before the battle with him.At that time, I was still carefree.He smiled lightly: "You also take care."

……

The Mozu couldn't find the Sun Moon Pot on Fangzhang Mountain, and they searched around for a while, but they still couldn't find it, so they went back to the Demon Realm.

After the demons left, Yan Hongzhen returned to Abbot Mountain with several disciples sent by the abbot.

As they walked, they buried the bodies of the dead Abbot's disciples.Facing the horrific corpse, some disciples sent by the abbot even couldn't help crying.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally reached the top of the mountain.

The glorious palace in the past is now only a ruined wall.

Yan Hongzhen looked around, and suddenly his pupils shrank because he saw Yu Menghuai's body.He talked to Yu Menghuai as if it happened yesterday, but he was still alive, but Yu Menghuai was already a cold corpse.

Yu Menghuai lay on the ground and fell into a pool of blood.There was a large hole in his back and the heart inside was missing.

Yan Hongzhen walked to Yu Menghuai's side and knelt down.He choked up and said: "The head..."

He wanted to cry, but he tried his best not to cry.He can't cry, can't break down, he is no longer alone, he is the head of the abbot sect, carrying a whole sect on his back.

He must remain calm forever, because one of his decisions may affect the lives of many people.

An abbot sent his disciples to Yan Hongzhen's side and patted him on the shoulder, "Senior brother, let's let the former head rest in peace."

"You're right." Yan Hongzhen stood up.

Now the abbot sent a lot of waste to do, and there is no condition for holding a funeral, and they also need to avoid the eyes and ears of the demons.They could only dig a big hole and put everyone's bodies in it.The same is true for Yu Menghuai's body.

Yan Hongzhen looked at the corpses of the crowd, which were gradually buried by the soil.His gaze scanned the faces of each corpse, and finally stopped on Yu Menghuai's face.He knew that this was the last time.

The people under the soil will rot little by little, and finally turn into bones.

And those who are alive may die one day and be with the people under the earth.

Yan Hongzhen knew that it was a very difficult and rugged road to be an enemy of the demons.But he didn't want to go any other way than this one.

After the body was buried, all the disciples of the abbot sent looked at Yan Hongzhen.

Yan Hongzhen sighed, "Go back."

……

Chang Yushu, Ling Xingyuan and Xu Zizhen finally returned to the Kunlun School after a long absence.

Looking at the scenery in Kunlun, Ling Xingyuan was filled with emotion.Not long after he joined the Kunlun School, he went down the mountain with Chang Yushu and Xu Zizhen. Now the scenery in Kunlun is still the same, but he is no longer the same as before.

The three of them boarded the cloud whale and arrived at Yuxu Peak.

After getting off the cloud whale and entering the Xuantian Yuxu Palace, Xie Jingming was waiting for the three of them.

Xie Jingming said softly: "Everyone has worked hard, will this trip be rewarding?"

Chang Yushu took a step forward and described in detail what they saw and heard along the way.

Xie Jingming's face darkened after hearing this.

He didn't expect the demons to move so fast and so viciously.If it weren't for Yan Hongzhen to take some of the Abbot's disciples to take refuge, then the entire Abbot's sect would be slaughtered by the demons.The current Abbot's faction is already seriously injured, and they are too busy to take care of themselves. If the Taoist war resumes in the future, the Abbot's faction may not be able to fight.

Moreover, among the five great artifacts, the Qingshi flute and half of the five-colored stone have already fallen into the hands of the demons.Although the demon lord has only recovered part of his strength, in the cultivation world, no one can compete with him except Bai Wanghan.Even Bai Wanghan lost his soul in the Demon Realm.

The right way is like a house without its roots and beams, which is in jeopardy.

Xie Jingming looked at Ling Xingyuan, and asked, "Did Yu give the Sun Moon Pot to you before the master was alive?"

Ling Xingyuan nodded, "Yes."

Xie Jingming fell into deep thought. With Ling Xingyuan's cultivation, it was not appropriate to put the Sun Moon Pot on him, but Yu Menghuai must have some intentions in handing the Sun Moon Pot to Ling Xingyuan.As the former owner of the Sun Moon Pot, Yu Menghuai could see the past and the future, so he must have seen something to do so.

After a while, he finally opened his mouth and said, "Keep the Sun Moon Pot safe and don't lose it."

Ling Xingyuan was apprehensive at first, but he was relieved when he heard the words, "I will definitely keep the Sun Moon Pot well."

He doesn't feel at ease about putting the Sun Moon Pot on anyone, but it's better to put it on himself.

Xie Jingming glanced at the three of them, "The fact that the Sun Moon Pot is on Xingyuan's body must not be revealed."

Xu Zizhen and Chang Yushu said in unison: "Yes."

Xie Jingming's gaze turned to Chang Yushu, who was his favorite and the most promising disciple of Kunlun.He said, "Yu Shu, you stay here, and the rest of you can go down."

Ling Xingyuan and Xu Zizhen looked at each other and left Yuxu Palace.

After Ling Xingyuan and Xu Zizhen left, the hall was silent for a while.

Xie Jingming asked, "Yushu, why don't you speak?"

Chang Yushu lowered his head and said, "The master didn't tell the disciple to speak, so the disciple dared not speak."

"Although you have always been gentle, you are not a person who is blindly obedient, otherwise you would not be the senior brother of Yuxu Peak of the Kunlun School." Xie Jingming put his hands behind his back and took a few steps around Chang Yushu.

Chang Yushu buried his head even lower, "Master wants to hear what the disciples have to say?"

Xie Jingming asked, "Are you hiding anything from being a teacher?"

"Disciple..." Chang Yushu didn't continue.

Along the way, he saw various abnormalities in Ling Xingyuan's body, and was even involved with the demons, but he couldn't tell Xie Jingming about these things.

But he is a smart man, Xie Jingming is smarter than him.From his words, Xie Jingming sensed something was wrong.

Xie Jingming sighed: "If you don't want to say it, my teacher will not force you."

Chang Yushu knelt down on one knee, "The disciple has not done anything to harm Kunlun, and the world can learn from this heart."

Xie Jingming put his hand on Chang Yushu's shoulder, "I know, you are a good boy."

Xie Jingming didn't use much strength, but Chang Yushu felt that the hand on his shoulder was very heavy, almost making him unable to breathe.

"If one day I ask you to kill Ling Xingyuan, can you do it?"