The entire sect is unlucky, the little junior sisters of Koi come ashore

In this world, there are too many separations of life and death.

In the end, Lord Suzaku had no choice but to face it, and he stayed in the realm of the Divine Phoenix Clan.

He wanted to personally teach the three little guys to grow up, and he also wanted to see Chu Chu who led to the destruction of their clan if he had the chance.

There was no need for Rong Yi to explain to him. The dragon guard who sent him to the Shenfeng Clan had already explained everything clearly to him.

And Rong Yi couldn't wait to send his masters back to the spirit world.

There is a big bell on the top of Tianheng Sect's main peak, where Jiang Yanchuan set up a formation.

As long as the formation senses Rong Yi's return breath, it will automatically ring nine times and then cover the entire Hanzhou Mountains through the sound transmission formation.

The disciples have been away for more than four months.

Tianheng Sect's daily life seems to be normal, but in fact, Jiang Yanchuan and others gather at the top of the main peak every night.

They meditate here, always wanting to be the first to see the bell ringing, and always looking forward to the safe return of their children.

This day, it's dawn.

Not long after they came down the mountain, the big bell on the top of the mountain suddenly rang.

The thump sound resounded throughout the Hanzhou Mountains, nine times in total.

Jiang Yanchuan's eyes were red, and so were the eyes of all the peak masters.

They led the disciples and quickly flew to the mountain gate.

Rong Yi also heard the sound of the bell, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

She was lucky today. When she came back with the power of rules, she only stepped on a piece of dog poop.

It seemed that the power of rules was becoming more and more stable. With two cleaning spells, she brought everyone out of the soul space.

The disciple guarding the mountain gate was stunned for a moment when he saw her, and he was even more stunned when he saw the person behind her and her soul.

Before he could react, he saw the sect leader, the peak masters of each peak, and all the disciples appear at the mountain gate.

When Rong Yi and others saw the person, they all knelt down.

"Master, uncle, uncle, disciples and others will live up to expectations and welcome back the masters!"

Jiang Yanchuan quickly stepped forward and helped the person up: "Okay, okay, okay."

He looked at the thirty or so souls behind them, including his master, but not his master.

Jiang Yanchuan immediately understood that the master was not lucky enough to survive until his disciples came to rescue him.

He cried, with runny noses and tears, and all the disciples knelt down.

"Jiang Yanchuan, the 89th generation disciple of the Tianheng Sect, leads all the disciples of the sect to welcome the masters home!"

"Welcome our masters home!"

"Welcome our masters home!"

"Welcome our masters home!"

That mighty sound seemed to spread throughout the Hanzhou Mountains.

Qing Lan stepped forward to help them up, his tone was choked with sobs.

"Good, good, good."

It seemed like nothing else could be said except this word.

"You are all good."

The Tianheng Sect was not destroyed, and the inheritance was not cut off because of the curse. Instead, it has developed into the spiritual world, and its inheritance seems to be even better.

Qing Lan took out one identity jade plaque after another and handed it to Jiang Yanchuan.

"Master, bring them all back and light a bright lantern for them all."

When the immortal cultivator dissipates, there is nothing left and he truly returns to heaven and earth.

The purpose of lighting the everlasting lantern is to let the disciples of the younger generation remember the dedication, sacrifice, spirit and morality of their ancestors.

Jiang Yanchuan took it with trembling hands. On it was a jade plaque bearing the identity of his master and uncle.

He cried and nodded repeatedly. Rong Yi and others had never seen such a master.

With tears streaming down her face, she stepped forward and tugged on her master's sleeves.

"Master."

Jiang Yanchuan wiped his face and looked at his young apprentice with an ugly smile.

"Girl Rong, there is no master left."

Rong Yi burst into tears when she heard this, she knew it, she knew it all.

The master is an orphan. It was the master who brought him back to the sect and raised him as both a father and a mother.

Preach him Taoism, teach him morality, and the responsibility of a cultivator.

It was like a biological father. He had always been looking forward to his return, but he would never come back.

"Master, you still have us, we will always be here."

Jiang Yanchuan stretched out his hand and rubbed Rong Yi's head: "Master knows."

Everyone in the Tianheng Sect was happy for the returning masters, but sad for the masters who could not come back and dissipate.

Chu Yunlan and several other senior brothers and sisters sent the masters to the Ghost Valley and arranged everything for them.

Jiang Yanchuan took Rong Yi to the main peak mourning hall and told his junior brother the news of their safe return.

Let him practice well and stop worrying.

Leng Youzhi, who had just arrived in the demon world and discovered that the land abandoned by the gods had disappeared, received the news.

He raised his heart and slowly put it down.

Jiang Yanchuan, together with his young apprentice, lit up each of the nearly a hundred status jade tokens in his hand.

Rong Yi gave a lot of merit to each ever-burning lamp. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, she wanted to do it.

Maybe it will work. Maybe after thousands of years, the souls of the ancestors scattered in the world can be reunited and enter the reincarnation of mortals?

She knows that nothing in this world is absolute.

The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and one of the human shields is a variable.

The world is reincarnated and fate comes together. She hopes that the ever-bright lamp she lights with her merits can gather a glimmer of hope for them.

Jiang Yanchuan and Rong Yi sat in the mourning hall for three days and three nights.

He kept asking the young apprentice to go back to rest, but the young apprentice just refused to go back.

Then the eldest apprentice came later, the second apprentice also came, the third apprentice and the fourth apprentice all came.

They accompany him and keep the ever-burning lamp here.

Three days later, Jiang Yanchuan left the mourning hall with his apprentice, and he became the good old fox-like sect leader again.

Qing Lan and others entered the ghost realm, and their current cultivation level is at the stage of transformation into gods.

They didn't expect that Tianheng Sect actually had a ghost valley, and the yin energy in it was so strong.

I had already prepared to go to the Ghost Realm, but I didn't expect that I could stay in the sect and practice.

The disciples were all higher in cultivation than them, but all of them were very respectful to them.

I have returned to the human world from the abyss of hell. Now I am feeling very good, and my state of mind has changed differently.

Disciples would often come to visit, chat with them, and then send them something to say they should be filial.

Qing Lan and others felt that even if their cultivation level could no longer improve, Tian Heng Zong would not be willing to leave.

At present, he only needs to practice with peace of mind until he reaches the out-of-body stage, accept the thunder tribulation and reshape his body, and everything will be possible again.

Rong Yi was very busy, but he also spent a few days with his masters before retreating.

The masters all liked her very much and did not ask too many questions, but they liked chatting with her about the Dharma.

Rong Yi also benefited a lot from it, and would also ask some things about the God of the Universe in the Infinite Hell.

But the masters just shook their heads, and they really heard a lot about the fairy world there.

Because of the long time, those big guys are always good at chatting, sharing their whole lives, and after the chat is over, they can always be quiet for a while.

Then after a while, another big guy started a new round of sharing and awkward chat.

So they heard a lot about the fairy world, and naturally they felt that they had gained a lot of knowledge.

But the only one who didn't talk about his own affairs was the big boss who didn't even know where he came from. He said his name was Zhou Shen.

God, how could God be locked up in the eternal hell?

The big bosses in the fairy world went from disbelieving him at the beginning to not provoking him later, because they felt chills in their hearts whenever the other party's pressure moved.

"Girl Rong, how did you become a disciple of our Tianheng Sect?"

Qinglan had wanted to ask for a long time, and since the topic of the fairy world came up, she naturally asked.

Rong Yi blinked: "Because my junior uncle kidnapped me into the sect. He originally wanted to accept me as his disciple, but my master cut off my beard."

"Master, you still know my little master uncle."