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The little disciple almost suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he squeaked out, "What?"

Lu Huaiyuan smiled, but he didn't expect such a big reaction from others.Although he hoped that Shen Huaiyu was still alive from the bottom of his heart, he had no confidence in himself.

If he wanted to save Shen Huaiyu, he had to gather a group of people to work together, but people in the world didn't believe him.How long will it take until the world is willing to believe in him?For every moment of delay, the chances of survival decrease by one point.Of course Lu Huaiyuan wanted Shen Huaiyu - when he first realized what was going on, he almost went crazy - but after he calmed down, he had to admit that certain things were just like that.

"I said, let's also hold Huaiyu's funeral." Lu Huaiyuan paused, and said in a calm voice, "My sect inheritance was given to me by him, and he was once the suzerain. specifications."

The little disciple didn't dare to say anything to Lu Huaiyuan's decision to carry private goods, so he nodded and said yes.

"Also," he added, "don't enter this yard. I'll pack up the clothes you need for the Clothes Tomb and bring them to you."

The funeral went well.Lu Huaiyuan didn't have this experience, and the rest of Qing Yunzong didn't have this experience.Zhang Xinglan was the only person who had seen how the old patriarch's funeral was performed, so he waited until he was in better health to conduct the ceremony himself, while Lu Huaiyuan just went through the motions on some occasions.It is said to be grand, but in fact it still cannot be compared with those folks who beat gongs and drums and sing big plays.When a person dies, ashes return to ashes. Qing Yunzong just found a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, buried the jar containing the ashes well, and then asked his disciples to chant the sound of fighting chapters to save the souls of the dead. The strength of the living.

It was at this time that Zhang Xinglan felt that something was wrong with Lu Huaiyuan.During the funeral, Lu Huaiyuan handed the two urns to Zhang Xinglan one by one. When it came to Shen Huaiyu's one, Zhang Xinglan obviously felt that Lu Huaiyuan had used his hands hard and seemed unwilling to hand it over. Zhang Xinglan coughed lightly to remind After a while, the man shook his head and let go.

Of course he knew that the two men were brothers and sisters, but after all, what was in the jar was just a few pieces of clothing.

In addition, Lu Huaiyuan also showed a strange stubbornness in other aspects.He stubbornly doesn't let others touch Hui Wei Yuan's things, but he likes to dig into them for nothing.If you can't find the new suzerain anywhere, just squat at the gate of Huiwei Garden for a while, and you will always be able to find him.He didn't stay for a long time, he went to the courtyard, and he would come out after an hour at most.But every time he came out, his expression was different: sometimes he was dazed, sometimes he was firm, and Ding Xian once accidentally saw Lu Huaiyuan's eyes were a little red when he came out.

This small courtyard is where Shen Huaiyu grew up, and now it has become a temporary refuge for Lu Huaiyuan in his busy life.He must have the airs of a suzerain in front of others, and he must not be weak, but he can find a place where he can open his heart in the Hanyu Garden.

Zhang Xinglan acquiesced in these actions of his. After all, he has a heavy burden on him now. He is mature and shrewd. After all, he is only a half-grown child. It would be nice if there was a place for him to vent.Lu Huaiyuan did a really good job. He was afraid that something would happen to Zhang Xinglan, so he pushed him to rest. During this period of time, an inexperienced person reorganized Qing Yunzong in a short time, and even started to contact other sects secretly , hoping to form an alliance.Zhang Xinglan thought about it, and felt that if it was him, he might not be able to do much better than Lu Huaiyuan.Lu Huaiyuan's swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds, and he also admires him from the bottom of his heart.

Shen Lin was right.He had said back then that this young master seemed to have a stubborn temper, but he was actually very tenacious and capable of accomplishing great things.

It's just that he is really persistent in Shen Huaiyu's aspect, which is a bit scary.

He went to Zhang Xinglan and said that he had thought about what to engrave on the sword. Zhang Xinglan thought it was fine, since he was the suzerain now, he couldn't keep holding a nameless sword, so he accepted his request.

It's just that Zhang Xinglan didn't expect that what Lu Huaiyuan wanted to engrave on the hilt of his sword were those two words.

Huaiyu.

The only thing he could think of engraving someone else's name on his close-fitting objects were men and women who were infatuated when they were passionately in love.When he thought of this, he got goosebumps all over his body, and repeatedly confirmed to Lu Huaiyuan whether he really wanted these two words, but all he got was Lu Huaiyuan's firm eyes.

"—Just these two words," he said, his eyes flickered with enthusiasm, "I want to avenge my master's killing with my senior brother."

Zhang Xinglan couldn't refuse, so he did as he said.When he took the sword back, he saw that Lu Huaiyuan had carefully wrapped the two words on the hilt with a clean muslin, and it was perfectly organized.

Zhang Xinglan felt his eyelids twitch violently.

He really wanted to grab Lu Huaiyuan and ask him about it, but he was afraid of provoking his sensitive strings—except for these paranoid things, Lu Huaiyuan's performance was really good, calm and decision-making, even originally Those bad tempers disappeared overnight.Zhang Xinglan thought for a long time before realizing who he looked like.

Is he learning from Shen Huaiyu?

Zhang Xinglan gritted his teeth, feeling that things were not good, but he had nothing to say.Now that Shen Huaiyu's funeral is over, Lu Huaiyuan can't do anything anymore, so this is all he wants to think about, so let him go.

When he returned the sword with his name engraved on it to Lu Huaiyuan, Lu Huaiyuan looked normal, even a little indifferent.Zhang Xinglan watched him leave with trepidation, thinking that the kid might be under too much pressure recently, and it would only take two days for Jiang Qingyun to have a good talk with him.

He didn't know that Jiang Qingyun could only heal the wounds on his body, but not the wounds in his heart. Some things are useless no matter how much others say, and he can only rely on himself. Can't make it through.

Lu Huaiyuan regained his sword and devoted himself to practicing diligently.The Sword Intent of the Vast Sea that he comprehended from the inheritance still needed to be consolidated, so it took another day to break it into eight pieces.Those disciples who didn't like him finally found a suitable time to trouble Lu Huaiyuan after the funeral - if they came to make trouble before Shen Lin's burial, they might be blamed later.

That day Lu Huaiyuan had just left Hanfu Garden, when a few people stood at the door blocking him.He had heard that some people in Qing Yunzong disapproved of him, but he didn't expect these people to come so quickly.

These disciples looked very unfamiliar to him.

He really didn't do well enough in some aspects, which made these disciples feel different.Fortunately, Qing Yunzong didn't have any people who played tricks behind the scenes, and they stood up when they refused to accept it. Lu Huaiyuan thought it was good.

He thought for a while, and said: "Find a spacious place, let's compete."