Walking inside from Lingjing Peak, Zhang Yifeng's heart became colder and colder.

The familiar buildings in the past have now turned into piles of rubble and ruins, while the disciples of Lingjing Xianju have turned into piles of bones on the ground.

After walking to the square where the inner disciples practiced martial arts on a daily basis, Zhang Yifeng stopped.

His eyes were staring at a huge stone tablet in front of him, his eyes full of sadness.

The stone tablet in front of him was half broken, and a middle-aged man with a handsome face leaned against the stone tablet, and his whole body was locked on the stone tablet with iron chains.

The chain penetrated his shoulder blades, and there was still bright red blood left in the chain, but the blood had dried up.

Perhaps it was because of the strong cultivation of the middle-aged man. Although he had been dead for a long time, there was no trace of decay in his body.

"Elder Xiu!" Looking at the middle-aged man locked on the iron chain in front of him, the sadness and anger in Zhang Yifeng's eyes had reached the extreme.

He not only knows the person in front of him, but also is very familiar with him.

In Lingjing Xianju, in addition to his master Lingjing Fairy, there are several elders of the sect. The man in front of him is Xiu Wuhen, who is one of the elders of Lingjing Xianju.

In his previous life, Zhang Yifeng had a very good relationship with this elder. It was precisely because of Xiu Wuhen's care that he became a generation of Dan King in his previous life.

It can be said that in Lingjing Xianju, besides his master's surprise, the person he respects the most is Xiu Wuhen.

But he never expected that after he was reborn, he and Xiu Wuhen would meet again, in this way.

Zhang Yifeng walked to Xiu Wuhen and looked into his breath, and found that Xiu Wuhen had already died of energy for a long time.

Moreover, when he approached, he realized that Xiu Wuhen had many penetrating injuries on his body, as if he was injured by a sharp sword.

What's even more terrifying is that a hole the size of a fist was broken in Xiu Wuhen's chest.

Zhang Yifeng speculated that it was the blood hole in his chest that broke the vitality of Xiu Wuhen.

However, he couldn't believe that Xiu Wuhen was a powerful physical practitioner. Who could break a hole in his chest?

"Elder Xiu, can you tell me who did all this?" Zhang Yifeng asked in a trembling voice as he looked at Xiu Wuhen's corpse.

However, Xiu Wuhen had already fallen and was destined to be unable to answer his questions.

"ah!"

Extremely sad and angry, Zhang Yifeng roared, smashed the stone tablet with one punch, and then cut off all the chains bound to Xiu Wuhen's body with the cracked trace.

Zhang Yifeng's expression was gloomy and a little scary. He was holding Xiu Wuji's body and was about to walk aside.

But at this moment, his body suddenly stiffened, because on the fragments of the stone tablet behind Xiu Wuhen, he saw several blood words written in blood.

"Save...the leader!"

Although it was only three short words, Zhang Yifeng saw it, which aroused storm in his heart.

Head!

There is only one person who can be called the leader of Xiu Wuhen, and that is his master, Fairy Lingjing.

"Master is not dead!"

This is the result of Zhang Yifeng's speculation from these blood words. Moreover, based on the blood words left by Xiu Wuhen, his speculation is likely to be true!

His master is really not dead!

Although there were only three short words in front of me, it ignited great hope in Zhang Yifeng's heart.

He believed that as long as the master was not dead, he would be able to find her and rescue her!

"Master, if you are still alive, you must wait for me and I will find out the truth!"

Zhang Yifeng kept yelling in his heart.

After calming down, Zhang Yifeng walked under a peach tree in the back mountain holding Xiu Wuhen's body.

"Elder Xiu, you loved this peach tree only during your lifetime. Now I will bury you under this peach tree. I hope this peach tree can accompany you."

"If you have a spirit in heaven, please bless me to find my enemy as soon as possible and avenge you and those who died tragically!"

"I, Zhang Yifeng, swear, I will definitely do it!"

After burying Xiu Wuming, Zhang Yifeng came to Danjian Pavilion.

Danjian Pavilion is a cultivation ground for him and his master. In his previous life, he loved alchemy, while his master practiced swordsmanship and did not have a high attainment in alchemy.

Whenever the sun sets and dusk is at dusk, Zhang Yifeng will always stop practicing elixirs and admire the graceful figure of his master practicing swords under the afterglow of the sunset.

However, now this place has also become a ruin, and the beauty of the past has long since disappeared.

After staying in Danjian Pavilion for a long time, Zhang Yifeng came to Lingjing Hall again, which was where his master and the elders of the sect discussed matters.

However, like Danjian Pavilion, this place has become a ruin. Although the hall is still there, it has become a mess. The magnificence and majesty of the past have long disappeared.

However, Zhang Yifeng was prepared in his heart. He put away his sadness and walked slowly into the Lingjing Hall with firm and heavy steps.

He did not stop at all, and came all the way to a vermilion pillar deep in the Lingjing Hall.

"Fortunately, the agency is still there."

Seeing a button in an inconspicuous corner under the pillar, Zhang Yifeng felt a little relieved.

He asked an old friend to design this mechanism. Apart from him and his master, there was no third person in Lingjing Xianju, because this was the secret between him and his master alone.

According to the method I remembered, Zhang Yifeng gently turned on the mechanism.

"Crack, crack!"

As a few crisp sounds sounded, a light gate suddenly appeared on the wall to Zhang Yifeng's left.

This light gate is a portal designed by his old friend. Through this portal, it can be teleported to the real secret realm of Lingjing Xianju.

That secret realm was discovered by Zhang Yifeng accidentally. At that time, he only told his master this secret.

After he discussed with his master, they decided to keep this secret and use it as the last refuge of Lingjing Xianju.

He believed that when facing a crisis of life and death, his master would definitely leave a spark of hope for the sect in that secret realm.

Zhang Yifeng stepped into the portal, and saw the portal light flashing and disappeared on the wall in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

Zhang Yifeng also disappeared at the same time as the portal.

In a mountain stream where birds sing and flowers scented, Zhang Yifeng's body suddenly appeared. He first glanced at the surrounding environment, and then a smile appeared in his eyes.

"The mirror and the moon are all there is such a beautiful place... It's a pity..."

Zhang Yifeng sighed in his heart.
Chapter completed!