Ling Ye looked at the familiar clothes on the corpse and couldn't help but shed tears again.

Brother Zhuo...

Although Gongsun Fu is not dead now, he feels more uncomfortable like this than if he were dead.

You can rest in peace!

At this time, there was a sudden loud noise around Huayun Mountain.

Loud shouts came from the various sects attacking Yuxu.

Ling Ye didn't pay attention to this voice.

Gongsun Fu has been suppressed, and if he kills the disciples of Yuxu Tiangong, he can't bring Zhuo Hao back to life, so why go there?

Ling Ye walked alone in the mountains holding Zhuo Hao's body.

Unknowingly, Ling Ye walked to the lake where Shu Zu had made a move.

Looking at the lake in front of him, Ling Ye put down Zhuo Hao and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Brother Zhuo, this is a good place with mountains and rivers. Moreover, Gongsun Fu was seriously injured here, so I will bury you here."

Unfortunately, Zhuo Hao could no longer respond to Ling Ye. Ling Ye gently put Zhuo Hao's body and head aside and dug up the burial place.

He didn't use any Qingming power, just digging the soil with his hands like a mortal.

One hour.

Two hours.

People passing by pointed at Ling Ye but Ling Ye didn't pay attention to them and just kept digging the soil with his hands.

Even though his finger was broken, he didn't care at all. There was only one last thing left in Ling Ye's mind, which was to bury Zhuo Hao properly.

Six hours later, Ling Ye finally finished digging. Looking at the burial place in front of him, Ling Ye patted the soil on his hands and smiled with satisfaction.

At this time, a policeman walked by.

"Comrade! Why is there a body here? What are you doing? We have received a report and suspect you of murder. Please come with us!"

Ling Ye looked back at the young policeman, shook his head, sighed, and sent him away with a wave of his hand.

Then a protective shield was formed with the power of Qingming.

Ling Ye looked at the woods in the distance and pointed at the sword and slashed several times.

This is how a simple coffin was built.

Ling Ye looked at Zhuo Hao's body and smiled miserably and said:

"Brother Zhuo, I'm sorry. It was too hasty. I can only let you make do with it for a while."

After finishing speaking, Ling Ye's hands touched Zhuo Hao's body again.

When Ling Ye's hands touched Zhuo Hao's body, those scenes appeared again in his mind unconsciously.

I looked up at the sky and looked at the stars in the sky. Unknowingly, it was already late at night.

With four fingers slightly bent, Zhuo Hao was carried into the coffin.

Reaching out and wiping the corners of his eyes again, Ling Ye straightened Zhuo Hao's head.

Brother Zhuo!

Bye now!

Ling Ye took a deep breath and gently placed the coffin into the dug hole. He picked up the soil with his hands and buried it bit by bit.

Until daybreak, only some grave mounds formed by soil were left here.

It seems like something is missing?

Ling Ye called out Qixing Longyuan, chopped off a huge stone from the mountain nearby, and started carving it carefully.

Not long after, a tombstone was formed in Ling Ye's hand.

Cang Yue Sword Immortal!

The tomb of brother Zhuohao!

The sword of pleasure and hatred!

Who is the immortal after talking and laughing for nine days?

My younger brother Ling Yeli!

Ling Ye sighed and sat here cross-legged.

I don't know how long has passed.

Ling Yecai spoke again:

"Senior Shanhe, do you have any wine?"

Just now Ling Ye felt someone coming here.

The person who came was none other than Shanhe Sword Immortal.

Shanhe Sword Immortal also had a trace of tears in his eyes when he looked at the tombstone erected by Ling Ye.

"Yes, that's enough!"

Shanhe Sword Immortal waved his hand and countless bottles of wine appeared in front of Ling Ye.

Ling Ye's nose twitched as he looked at the fine wines in front of him.

"Brother Zhuo, come here, I respect you!"

Ling Ye took out a jar of wine and drank it all in one gulp. After finishing the drink, he threw it to the ground.

Another jar of wine was taken out and poured in front of the tomb.

After seeing this scene, Shanhe Sword Immortal seemed to want to persuade Ling Ye, but he hesitated for a long time and just sighed.

Just like that, all the wine brought by the Shanhe Sword Immortal had been drunk before he knew it.

"Senior Shanhe, do you still have wine?"

Shanhe Sword Immortal shook his head and said:

"These are the last of my wine collection. Zhuo Hao never drank it during his lifetime, and now he can feel at ease after his death."

Ling Ye laughed miserably when he heard this.

The wine is gone.

There are no people left either.

It's time to end.

"Brother Zhuo! Have a good trip!"

Ling Ye bowed to Zhuo Hao again and fell to the ground, unconsciously drunk.

Shan He looked at the graves of Ling Ye and Zhuo Hao and was silent for a long time before wiping the tears from his eyes.

"Zhuohao, did you see it? Let's go."

Shan He looked at the broken wine jar on the ground for a long time, smiled and muttered to himself.

"You can just drink it if you see it? If you smash my jar, how will I make wine in the future? Who will steal my wine and drink it? That's all!"

Shanhe Sword Immortal shook his head and left here.

Before I knew it, another three days had passed.

Ling Ye struggled to get up from the ground.

Lingchenzi also came here at this time.

"Brother Ling..."

Ling Ye shook his head, patted Ling Chenzi's shoulder and asked:

"I'm fine, how's it going?"

Lingchenzi sighed and said:

"The Yuxu Heavenly Palace is over. Gongsun Fu was suppressed by the ancestors of Shuzu. The Yuxu Heavenly Palace has now been destroyed by several sects."

Ling Ye nodded, this was as expected.

After losing the backer of Gongsun Fu, the Yuxu Heavenly Palace was no longer a concern.

From today on, I will be much safer in the human world.

The destruction of the Yuxu Celestial Palace is equivalent to the destruction of the Emperor's eyes in the human world.

I'm afraid that the Emperor of Heaven should be furious at this time, right?

Ling Ye looked at Ling Chenzi and said:

"Help me prepare some more clothes for the female cultivators. I'll ask Senior Shuzu to send those female cultivators out."
To be continued...