"Master Qianfeng has gone, alas——" Deacon Yuan sighed, feeling a little sad in his heart.
It's not that he has much emotion for Qian, but that Qian's death has aroused some resonance in him.
The disciple who came with Deacon Yuan also said with emotion: "Qianfeng Master likes Qianlei Mountain the most. His last name was changed after he moved to Qianlei Mountain.
If the master of Qianfeng can pass away in Qianlei Mountain, it can be considered that his soul can return to his homeland."
Ding Huan said at the right time: "Thanks to the wrong love of the Peak Master, I want to bury the Peak Master on Qianlei Mountain."
Deacon Yuan nodded: "It's okay, the sect master is not in the sect now. As a Taoist, if something unexpected happens, we pay attention to an early reincarnation.
I’ll leave the matters of the Peak Master to you,
As for the position of Peak Master of Qianlei Mountain, although Qianfeng Master intends for you to inherit it, you have just joined Qianlei Mountain after all, and your cultivation and qualifications are not enough.
Let’s do this, you stay on Qianlei Mountain for now. As for who will be responsible for the master of Qianlei Mountain, we will wait until the sect master comes back.”
"Yes, disciple understands." Ding Huan knew that he could not become the master of Qianlei Mountain Peak.
But it doesn't matter, as long as he can stay in Qianlei Mountain to practice.
Deacon Yuan once again gave some instructions before leaving. He did not touch Qian's ring.
Since Qian said that Ding Huan wanted to inherit Qian Lei Mountain, Ding Huan would naturally inherit this ring.
After Deacon Yuan left with the disciple, Ding Huan looked at the dead Qian.
Generally speaking, the Taoist cultivator does not take any special measures when someone dies. The main reason is to allow the person who dies to reincarnate as soon as possible.
Ding Huan knew that there was no chance of reincarnation. His soul had been completely corroded by the poison of Shen Dao. He still wanted to reincarnate, so stop dreaming.
Ding Huan really wanted to turn Qianxian's corpse into ashes, and he still had some sense.
He knows that if he does this, then what he has done before will most likely be in vain.
If the sect leader comes back one day and wants to check on Qian, he will definitely become suspicious of him if he finds out that Qian has been turned into ashes by him.
Not only could he not break his bones but raise his body to ashes, he also had to arrange a reincarnation formation for Qian Sheng.
This kind of reincarnation fairy formation helps the fallen monks to reincarnate as soon as possible. It has only benefits and no harm to the monks' reincarnated souls.
As for the divine formation, it absolutely cannot be arranged.
Ding Huan can't let anyone know that he can set up divine formations.
His soul had been destroyed a thousand years ago, and even if he arranged a reincarnation immortal formation, it would have no effect.
Because Qian's cultivation techniques are a bit weird and cannot be exposed to light, Qian Lei Mountain has always been deserted.
Now with the death of Qianhe and several outer disciples, Ding Huan is the only one left in Qianlei Mountain.
Ding Huan was overjoyed. He directly arranged some monitoring and triggering formations on the outermost edge of Qianlei Mountain, and then returned to Qianlei Mountain to arrange the Hidden Spirit God formations.
After everything was arranged, Ding Huan began to retreat.
He needs to cultivate to the realm of gods here as soon as possible.
Regular sect cultivation is indeed different from the outside world.
With the rich divine energy, there is no need to worry about dryness. No matter how much divine energy Ding Huan absorbs, more divine energy will be replenished in the next moment.
The more Ding Huan absorbs, the more divine energy he will replenish.
It means that a good divine vein is implanted below.
This is specially arranged by large sects to take care of the cultivation of deacons, elders and core disciples with high cultivation levels.
When practicing, the most taboo thing is lack of vitality.
Once your vitality is insufficient, you will achieve twice the result with half the effort during cultivation.
The more Ding Huan practices, the happier he feels.
In just one month, he advanced from the third level of the Yushen Realm to the fourth level of the Yushen Realm.
Just as Ding Huan expected, no matter how crazy he practiced in Qianlei Mountain, no one bothered him.
Three months later, Ding Huan's cultivation broke through to the fifth level of the God of Education realm, and he stopped practicing.
Several months have passed, and the sect master has not been seen coming back to look for him.
I don’t know if it’s because the sect master didn’t come back or because of other reasons.
But Ding Huan really likes Qianlei Mountain.
It would be even better if he could become the peak master of Qianlei Mountain.
If he could become the peak master of Qianlei Mountain, he would definitely plant more than ten acres of fairy rice here.
Although he doesn't use elixirs, there are too many people who use elixirs.
As long as he can raise the level of Fairy Rice to the divine level, demand will surely exceed supply.
This is a good thing that can cure erysipelas.
Ding Huan also knows that it is almost impossible to become the peak master of Qianlei Mountain.
He could only hope that the peak master who succeeded Qian would be easier to get along with after he came over, and it would be best not to disturb his cultivation. Otherwise, he would rather change to another peak master.
On this day, Ding Huan continued to attack the sixth level of Yushen when he suddenly sensed fluctuations in the surveillance array he had deployed outside Qianlei Mountain.
His mind swept over, and a shadow quickly rushed over.
Ding Huan immediately stopped practicing. In a flash, he appeared in the divine medicine field in Qianlei Mountain and began to check the elixir.
A moment later, the figure appeared outside the medicine field where Ding Huan was.
This is a woman wearing a veil.
Ding Huan knew the woman who went to Wangshentihai to recruit disciples with Boya last time.
From the time this woman went to see Shentihai until she returned to the sect, Ding Huan didn't listen to a word she said.
Ding Huan quickly bowed: "I've met senior."
Ding Huan didn't even know what this woman's status was in the Qinglei Divine Sect, so he could only call her her senior.
"The master of Qianfeng died?" The woman looked at Ding Huan for a while, and then suddenly asked.
There were some broken sounds when he spoke, as if he had hurt his throat.
Ding Huan secretly thought, this news is really backward. This person has been dead for three or four months before he came to ask.
"Yes, the Peak Master was too seriously injured and has passed away." Ding Huan looked a little sad.
The woman did not answer Ding Huan's words, but stared into Ding Huan's eyes.
Ding Huan's expression was calm, and he thought to himself, do you want him to reveal his flaws?
After a while, the woman slowly said, "Why don't you invite me in and sit down?"
Ding Huan discovered that the woman was not only injured, but the injury seemed serious.
This Qinglei Divine Sect is somewhat evil. Previously, the peak master of Qianlei Mountain was seriously injured and eventually died. Of course, he was also sent away.
Now this woman is also seriously injured.
"Senior, please." Ding Huan didn't know what this woman meant.
Judging from this woman's strength, he doesn't need to worry too much.
He didn't take it seriously to an injured cultivator in the realm of gods.
He brought the woman to the main cave, and after she sat down, Ding Huan took the initiative to pour her a cup of ordinary fairy tea.
He doesn't have any divine tea or anything.
As for Qian's ring, he didn't dare to touch it until he saw the sect leader.
"My name is Wen Wuyue, you don't need to call me senior." After Wen Jiyue finished speaking, she stared at Ding Huan's expression again.
Ding Huan was very helpless, it was the first time he heard this name.
Seeing that Ding Huan really didn't know her, Wen Wuyue said again: "Do you know who the leader of the Qinglei Divine Sect is?"
Ding Huan was stunned and thought to himself, you are a cultivator in the realm of gods, wouldn't you say that you are the sect master?
However, as a disciple of the Qinglei Divine Sect, it is indeed a bit embarrassing not to know who the sect leader is.
Wen Wuyue did not wait for Ding Huan's answer, but took the initiative and said: "The leader of the Qinglei Divine Sect is called Wen Mujian, who is also my father."
"It turns out it's the young sect leader, and Ding Huan has been neglectful." Ding Huan quickly stood up and saluted again.
He secretly thought in his heart, your Master Huan came here just to use your land to practice for a while and then leave. Doesn’t your father have a far-fetched relationship with me as the sect master? Wen Wuyue stared at Ding Huan and said again: "If I guessed correctly, Qian Qian
Although the injury is serious, it is not fatal."
Ding Huan was at a loss.
Seeing Ding Huan's confusion, Wen Jiyue frowned slightly: "Ding Huan, the reason why I didn't want to say anything at the beginning was because I knew what Boya did when he recruited you.
But I can't save you, because I can't protect myself. I don't speak because I feel disgusted."
Ding Huan was still in a dazed state, speechless in his heart.
If you, the sect leader, can't protect yourself even though you have a thousand gold, won't we casual cultivators die faster?
"Not long ago, I learned that Qian fell and only one named disciple of Qian Peak Master was still alive in Qian Lei Mountain, so I knew there must be something wrong with it.
So I came over, and after seeing that you were the one who survived, I was convinced that I was right. Because when we were looking at the sea of ​​divine ladders, you used Boya's hand to kill the deacon of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance."
Wen Wuyue didn't look away when he spoke.
Ding Huan was still in a dazed state.
If you don’t leave me here, I will leave you alone.
"Today I saw that all the other blood-eating disciples recruited by Qian died. Even Qian died. Only you are still alive.
Moreover, you lived an upright life, and even Deacon Yuan testified for you, perfectly proving that Qian’s death had nothing to do with you, so I knew you were not an ordinary person.”
No matter what Wen Wuyue said, Ding Huan was at a loss.
You show yours, I don’t know anything,
Wen Jiyue took a deep breath and stood up: "Junior Brother Ding, I need your help. As long as you are willing to help me, I will give you the best Godhead Crystal."
After saying that, she looked at Ding Huan calmly, as if waiting for Ding Huan's answer.
Ding Huan was speechless, God Crystal? Do I need you to give me this?
He stood up still at a loss: "Senior Sister Wen, I don't know what you mean. After a few of us came here, I was the last one to be called away by Qianfeng Master.
The Peak Master called me to his cave and said he would teach me the Blue Thunder inheritance. I didn't think anything of it. The Peak Master just said a word and started spitting out blood.
The Peak Master asked me to call Deacon Yuan quickly, so I called Deacon Yuan, and you should know what happened next."
"The death of Qian Peak Master really had nothing to do with you?" Wen Jiyue also began to doubt.
Did she guess wrong?
But this shouldn't be the case. If someone hadn't taken action, Qian definitely wouldn't have died for no reason.
Ding Huan's blank expression turned to panic. After a while, he asked in disbelief: "Senior Sister Wen, did you just say that I had something to do with the fall of Master Qian Peak?"
Chapter completed!