Yu Hongchen

It was night, on the top of Yunshan Mountain, surrounded by bright fires, in the main hall of Xuanhe Peak, the head of Qingyang, the three elders, and the six peak masters gathered together.

Even the real Xuansi, who has always been out of ordinary affairs, appeared here for the first time. Although he still put on a face, he did not respond when he saw his apprentice.

The news of Elder Yun Xiang's death has already spread throughout the entire Yunshan Mountain. Outside the gate, the crowd surrounded countless disciples, holding on to the palace gate, with expressions of grief or astonishment——

"Elder Yunxiang was murdered by others and died for no apparent reason on the island!"

"Who would be able to do this? God, this is too scary..."

"I heard that the death was terrible! It's like a mummy!"

Inside the hall, separated by a door, there was deathly silence.

Elder Yunxiang's body was parked in the middle of the hall, no flesh and blood, sunken facial features, only a scorched black skin surface, very hideous and terrifying.

The Yunshan disciple who came back from Tianyi Pavilion knelt under the stage, and the disciples who came from Tianyi Pavilion together stood aside, carefully detailing the situation at that time.

"...At that time, eight of us disciples were patrolling the coast of Tianyi Pavilion. When we came to the west bank farthest from the main pavilion, we saw a person lying on the shore from a distance. Disciple, so I leaned over to take a look, only to find that it was a scorched black corpse..."

The disciple paused for a moment and said: "We were all terrified at the time. Through our clothes, we recognized that it was Elder Yunxiang who came to visit the day before. We greeted him in the front hall, so we recognized the identity of the elder at a glance..."

Master Qingyang waved his hand to signal: "Needless to say, I already know."

As early as early in the morning, Xiang Wanning had already learned what had happened through the subpoena, and now he is interrogating more, just to find some clues from it.But now it seems that it has had little effect.

The whole hall fell silent in an instant.Everyone on the stage looked at each other or lowered their heads and raised their eyebrows, knowing that this matter was extremely unusual, they all remained silent.The disciples in the audience lowered their heads even lower.

Xie Liuchen knelt in the group of disciples, his beating heart couldn't calm down, and he said in his heart: "I don't know how to deal with this battle now? Why did Senior Sister Xiang know my origin? It was Shang Lixing who told her Is it? Will they suspect me?"

Thinking of Shang Lixing's actions to protect himself, he calmed down a little and straightened his body, but he was still a little uneasy.

The master of Panlong Peak glanced at the disciples in the audience, frowned and said, "Master, how should we deal with this matter?"

"Xuansi, what do you think?" Master Qingyang looked at Master Xuansi who was sitting on the side, who was always neither sad nor happy.

Master Xuan Si lowered his eyelids, and his voice was calm: "It is indeed the work of the demons, and there are indeed internal responses to it."

The disciples of Yunshan in the audience were all startled. Master Xuansi's assertion was nothing more than the fact that Elder Yun Xiang had an affair with the demons. The demons managed to survive for 300 years, and now they are in collusion with Elder Yun. Could it be— — Planning to wait for an opportunity to make a comeback?

Because of their preconceived ideas, they believed that Elder Yunxiang abandoned the light and turned to darkness and colluded with the demons, so they corresponded the so-called "internal response" of Master Xuansi to Elder Yunxiang, but they didn't know that what Master Xuansi said was true. .

Master Qingyang sighed: "Elder Yunxiang has been doing common affairs for me, Yunshan, and has been working hard for hundreds of years... Xuansi, there are some things that you can't say casually."

Master Xuan Si said: "Elder Yun Xiang's death is certainly sad, but I'm just discussing the matter as it stands, not speaking ill of others."

Reverend Qingyang had no deep meaning: "Oh, then who do you think this inner response is?"

Master Xuan Si said: "There are other elders who assist the head of the sect to deal with the investigation of the real culprit. I don't need to participate in such mundane affairs, and the rest has nothing to do with me."

He flipped the corner of his clothes aside, and said in a cold voice: "I'm here to take back my disciple. If the sect master is fine, we, master and disciple, will go back to Leiluo Peak first."

After finishing speaking, Master Xuan Si walked straight down from the elder seat, step by step, to the feet of disciple Yunshan who was kneeling on the ground.

Xie Liuchen didn't raise his head, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Master's black clothes resting at his feet, and then, Master's calm voice: "Go back, apprentice."

Xie Liuchen replied yes, then stood up, bowed to the sect master, the elders, and the peak master, and walked out of the main hall behind Master Xuansi.

The disciples watching outside the door hastily moved away to a passage, staring at the distant figure of the master and apprentice, talking endlessly.

"Hey, what's going on, how did they leave... aren't they looking for the murderer?"

"It can't be that there is a quarrel, right? I think the face of the head is very bad."

"Go, what are you talking about..."

Master Qingyang's face darkened.After a long while, an elder smiled wryly and said, "Here, Elder Xuansi's temper is still the same as before..."

The master of Wuming Peak snorted: "Hmph! Who is it that forced him to come up to the hall with his indifferent look?"

An elder asked tentatively: "Sect Leader, look at this Elder Yunxiang..."

Master Qingyang stared at the door of the main hall, and sighed deeply. After a long time, Fang said in a deep voice, "Bury Elder Yunxiang properly with the highest standard of the sect, Yimu, let you handle it."

Elder Yimu who was sitting on the side obeyed and said yes.

Master Qingyang sneered again: "As for the pair of master and apprentice, heh, it seems that we Yunshan people rarely send juniors, and I'm afraid we won't be able to keep this powerful monk."

Elder Yimu was puzzled: "What does the sect master mean by that?"

Master Qingyang laughed: "Elder, do you remember the incident that Master Xuansi brought disciples up the mountain ten years ago?"

Elder Yimu nodded: "I remember, at that time, Master Xuansi brought a child up the mountain, it was the boy just now. I still remember that Master Xuansi moved to Leiluo Peak after that, and he didn't go down the mountain for ten years. I don't know why. .”

Master Qingyang's eyes flickered coldly, and he said in a cold voice: "It's a pity that time has passed, some people may have forgotten the original promise, and they will end up saying 'If you are not of my race, their hearts must be different', you can't stay, you can't stay."

The hall returned to dead silence again. The disciples of Tianyi Pavilion felt that they were outsiders, and stood quietly, not daring to make a sound.

Xiang Wanning clenched her fists quietly, cold sweat dripping down her forehead.

……

On Leiluo Peak, after a month's absence, it was still a lonely and desolate scene. Master Xuansi led Xie Liuchen up the stairs and walked back to the mountain.

The night sky is vast, what time are the remaining stars, and the candle lights in the distance fluctuate. On the narrow mountain road, the two walk slowly, one in front of the other.

Looking at the figure in front of him, Xie Liuchen's heart that had been beating wildly all day suddenly calmed down for some reason, and couldn't help but say, "Master..."

I always feel that Xuansi has changed a lot after returning from this trip.

Is it because of the death of Elder Yun Xiang?

His thoughts drifted away for a while, and he suddenly remembered the conversation between Elder Yunxiang and Zhao Yi, which he accidentally captured while traveling on a boat a month ago, and it was the only time he heard outsiders talk about his master.At that time, he leaned on the ship's side, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and listened to the sound of the wind and the noise of the waves, but he heard the conversation in the cabin that did not set a barrier.

"...Xuansi seems to be inhumane, indifferent and indifferent, but in fact he is strong and assertive, with a very strong mind...but he is too rigid and easy to break, and his thoughts are too heavy, and he often does not go far on the road of cultivation... This book If he is not a fellow, why do you need to spend your thoughts on him?" It was Elder Yun Xiang's rare soft tone.

Another voice sounded: "I didn't mean to make things difficult for him, but this man really doesn't know how to be a human being. If it weren't for the face he puts on every day, who would be willing to talk to him?" Peak Lord Zhao Yi.

The conversation came to an abrupt end, and the rest has been dissipated in the sound of the waves and wind.

After eliminating most of the insignificant gossip, only this sentence remained in his mind-"I can't go far on the road of cultivation..."

It turns out that this person is also mortal.

The tall figure is still the same, and the hand holding the sword is still the same. Many years ago, he led the young him up the Yunshan Mountain and up the Leiluo Peak.He still remembered how many layers of calluses were on those hands, which made him uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but want to leave but was held even tighter.Later, he was assigned to Leiluo Peak and began to embark on the path of cultivation. From being unable to hold the sword at the beginning to being addicted to cultivation, the days passed by without any problems, and there was no such close contact again. up.

He thought he had already forgotten it, but in the night of this narrow mountain road, he was suddenly knocked out of the dusty deep memory.

He thought, isn't such a ruthless person the most suitable for cultivating immortals?How can he be old?How can I die?

But in fact, even though he has been retreating for many years, his cultivation still stagnates, and his increasingly stooped body still betrays his aging state.

Is death really inevitable?

Master Nan Xing is like this, Elder Yun Xiang is like this, will Daoist Xuan Si also be like this?

People around me leave one by one, leaving me alone in the world, so what if I can enjoy eternal life?

So what's the point of cultivating immortals?

Thinking about it like this, Xie Liuchen fell into a demonic barrier, and stood there in a daze. The real Xuansi who was walking in front of him was keenly aware, turned around, and immediately gathered his true energy, and moved two fingers to Xie Liuchen's altar.

For a moment, the Lingtai was clear, as if waking up from a big dream and reborn after a catastrophe.

Xie Liuchen regained his sanity slowly, and said dully: "Master, I... I just..."

Master Xuansi's tone was stern and rare: "What are you thinking about! If I hadn't noticed it in time and recalled your consciousness, I'm afraid you will be trapped in the demon barrier forever and become the food of the demon!"

Xie Liuchen murmured: "I'm sorry, Master, I, I was just having a sudden thought, unexpectedly..."

Master Xuan Si looked at the distant starry sky, sighed, and said helplessly: "I know that you young people are passionate, and you always have all kinds of floating associations and charming thoughts, but the road of cultivation is the most taboo to indulge in willfulness, you have to remember, Don't let your emotions affect you, but control your emotions, be too forgetful, detached from the world, so that what happened today will not happen."

Although Xie Liuchen didn't say anything, he felt aggrieved in his heart.For the first time in ten years, he felt like a master and a father to the person in front of him, but before he had time to straighten out his little thoughts, he was warned harshly by the other party. There is a self-indulgent sense of frustration.

Master Xuan Si sighed again: "You, if you are like this, how can you continue to practice in the future? How can you master the sword well? Who will be by your side to correct your deficiencies, teach you to walk on the correct path of cultivation, and go further... ..."

The corners of Xie Liuchen's mouth were tightly pursed, his heart was filled with anger, and he thought, "Are you embarrassed to say such a thing? When did you fulfill your duty as a teacher? Didn't you just throw me a few books when you went out to visit the scenery? What the hell is that?" Are you worthy of Master Nan Xing’s entrustment? Is there a master like you in the world?” The more I think about it, the more I feel aggrieved.

The tenderness in my heart just now has been completely blown away, Xie Liuchen even thought coldly, that's it, since he is so unreasonable, he never really taught me, even life or death has nothing to do with me up.

Master Xuansi said a few words and stopped talking. The master and apprentice were speechless for a moment. After a quarter of an hour, they finally arrived at Leiluo Peak. Master Xuansi left a sentence: "You had better not Go out and practice on the peak with peace of mind, and no one can go if anyone comes to call you." Then he drifted away without looking back.

Xie Liuchen's heart was boiling with anger. He thought he was distracted for a while and didn't make any serious mistakes, but he was first scolded by his master and then ordered not to go out. What is this?Ground him in disguise?

For the first time in his life, the young man's mind, which had been completely polished by practicing swords, had the idea of ​​rebellion.