Huanglong Zhenren read Zhang Yang's sins one by one, but Gu Yunzi stood alone on the platform and stood still, looking at Zhang Yang's headless corpse on the ground.

When the eyes of Huanglong Zhenren finally fell on Gu Yunzi, the hall master who was respectful to the head of the sect in his usual manner did not look up at the head of the sect at this moment. He just opened his hands tremblingly and then... slowly squatted down.

Gu Yunzi's hands were trembling, and he tried hard to connect Zhang Yang's head back to the broken place...

Blood... Gu Yunzi's hands have already dyed red...

Gu Yunzi connected again and again, and his head rolled down again and again. He was like a child in a sand city piled up by the sea, doing it...damaged... it was done, and it was damaged again.

Qin Haoxuan felt that Gu Yunzi was not like the former master, but more like a poor old man.

At some point, there were tears on Gu Yunzi's face.

People... are not without emotions!

Even those who cultivate immortals also have feelings!

It’s not that Gu Yunzi has never died, but this is a romance! He invested not only resources, but also emotions! He spent day and night together. Although this child was very naughty and mostly wrong, but... I don’t know when Gu Yunzi had already regarded himself as his own.

"Gu Yunzi."

True Man Huanglong did not change his emotions because of Gu Yunzi's distressing reaction. He still said calmly: "Are you dissatisfied?"

"No..." Gu Yunzi lowered his head and shook his head repeatedly and said, "Zhang Yang deserves it, and he should be rewarded. But... he is my disciple after all, and I hope the head master can understand my heart..."

Master Huanglong sighed: "If you have disciples in the future, you can teach you how to be a human being first and then teach you how to cultivate immortals. Even people can't do it, so what kind of immortals are there?"

"I know, I know..."

Gu Yunzi packed Zhang Yang's body, and after he got up again, everyone could feel that the hall master was old...

"As the master of the Guyun Hall, you are responsible for teaching. When Zhang Yang reaches this point today, you have a great responsibility. You cannot escape the fact that the believers have no way to do it." Huang Long continued, "You have a responsibility to lose the gray disciples at Taichu."

Gu Yunzi shook his body, slowly raised his head, stared at Huanglong Zhenren and said, "Gu Yunzi knew his mistake."

The only gray-seeded disciple is dead...

Gu Yunzi's ambition to compete for justice also dispersed with Zhang Yang's death, and his whole body became calmer.

"When you go back this time, you will reflect on yourself." Huang Long Zhenren reminded Gu Yunzi and turned to look at the others: "You should think about it carefully after you go back. I don't want to have another evil like Zhang Yang. Regardless of whether there is a colored immortal species, if anyone commits it again, I will still kill people."

"The headmaster... is much crueler than me... Is this the headmaster's true face?" Qin Haoxuan secretly looked at the headmaster Huang Long from the side, thinking to himself.

In the hall, someone wanted to stand up and ask, "Is it possible that the head of the sect is using it as a gun by the Master Qin?"

However, the man soon gave up asking questions, "Who is the head sect? How can you not know? The head sect may have seen that these days are too chaotic and was about to find something to establish his authority. Zhang Yang came to him, and the head sect might have used the head sect Qin's master.

"Let's go away..." Huang Long said, "Why would everyone be willing to stay in this place for a while, and they all quickly left with oil on their feet. They even lost the idea of ​​holding a small meeting in private after the meeting was over.

Qin Haoxuan and Ye Yiming and others also headed towards the Yunxian Carriage walking down the mountain.

"Senior Brother Qin." Suddenly, a gentle call came from behind.

Qin Haoxuan was slightly shocked, and his heart seemed to be blown by the spring breeze. When he turned around, he saw Xu Yu standing in the distance.

The mountain wind blows, and Xu Yu's dress flutters, and with her beautiful face, she looks like a fairy who is out of the world.

"Junior Sister Xu." Qin Haoxuan raised his hand and shook it.

The two of them were in love, and many words in their hearts were no longer needed to be expressed. They understood each other's concern and love with just a look.

"Take care." Looking at the increasingly mature face, Xu Yu felt relieved and happy for some reason. He waved his tenderness and turned around and left with Su Baihua.

Qin Haoxuan stood there, watching Xu Yu's slim figure gradually disappear into the horizon, and then slowly turned around. Somehow, a rare inexplicable feeling appeared on his face.

When he left, he didn't notice that Gu Yunzi was staring at his back gloomy.

The Yunxian Car was winding and electric coiling along the way. Qin Haoxuan suddenly discovered something strange. The Yunxian Car where the other halls were actually located was actually away from him.

"As for it? Am I still a plague god?" Qin Haoxuan let out a long sigh, and couldn't help but say to himself with some depression: "Well, it's not right. It should be that I have developed the majesty that the master should have."

Ma Dingshan and other gray-robed disciples were frowning at each other after hearing this. It turned out that the Lord of the Qin Hall didn't even know the nickname of his "plague god".

Sure enough, every nickname is the last person who has been named to know.

"Hey!"

"ha!"

As soon as he returned to the Natural Hall, Qin Haoxuan heard Yanxiantai not far away, and heard a sound full of energy coming from him, bursting out spiritual lights.

Then there were a few dull fights and howls.

Qin Haoxuan smiled when he heard this voice. He could imagine that the group of idle goods in the Blood Clothing Team should be no longer in the Nature Hall.

Is this blood-clothed team too idle? Is it relaxed its requirements for itself if it is not in the tomb of the Immortal King? And will the training seem too strict? After hearing a few more screams, Qin Haoxuan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. But when he thought about it, he shook his head again.

Natural Hall has been extremely weak for a long time, how can I do it without any special means? Go back and call the Blood Clothing Team and repair them well so that they can tighten up, and don’t bully people all day long to make fun of it.

Now, under the advocacy of Qin Haoxuan, all the disciples actively practice the spiritual methods of close-killing fighting, which is unique in the Taichu Sect.

Qin Haoxuan was like walking in the garden, and he was quite interested in checking up and down the natural hall.

In one acre of acre of land, the disciples who farmed were carrying manure, catching insects, accumulating the strength of the land, and doing meticulously.

The disciples of the patrol team were patrolling tensely, exploring everywhere, and acting rigorously and properly.

In the medicine field, Xiao Jin and the powerful monkeys worked hard to manage the medicine field. The rich fragrance of medicine naturally formed a stream of rich spiritual energy mixed with the fragrance of medicine above the natural hall.

If rain falls, these medicinal fragrances will land along with the rain on the mountain peaks of the Nature Hall, warming up the entire Nature Hall.

Seeing this harmonious scene, Qin Haoxuan felt quite happy - everything in the Natural Hall is developing in a formal manner, which is really satisfying.

"If the natural hall continues to develop like this, it will inevitably rise among the five halls...it finally did not disappoint the master."

Standing in front of the ancient tree in front of the hall, Qin Haoxuan thought about it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He thought of the master and Yingling Mountain, and he hadn't visited the master for a while...

Yingling Mountain is not high, but it has a towering momentum.

All year round, there are dense spiritual energy, and inexplicable auras are rising and falling.

Tombstones are erected in an orderly manner throughout Yingling Mountain.

Qin Haoxuan didn't know why, but every time he walked into Yingling Mountain, he always felt that this mountain peak was like a living creature, and even the tombstones seemed to have living aura.

Whenever he visits Master Xuan Jizi's tomb, he always feels squares of tombstones seem to be observing him.

This feeling is very mysterious and cannot be understood with the naked eye. It is a completely mysterious intuition.

As you step into Yingling Mountain, the wet rocks are extremely warm, and you can feel an inexplicable spiritual power spreading as you step into this land.

As we truly approached the tomb group at the core of Yingling Mountain, two towering pine and cypress trees stood at the entrance of the tomb group.

As soon as a person's body penetrates the entrance, it feels like a rippling wave of water.

This is the formation that protects Yingling Mountain at work. Although it has no effect on Qin Haoxuan at all, if outsiders break in, the formation will expose an extremely terrifying side.

The three-foot-long first-grade spirit stone tombstone exudes a soft luster in the dim light.

"Taichu Sect...Xuan Jizi's Tomb!"

Next to the tomb, a thatched cottage was built.

A strong young man was sitting down and knelt beside the tomb.

I don’t know how long he had been kneeling, but there was a thin layer of ashes on his body. It is conceivable that he had been kneeling here and not moving during this period.

Qin Haoxuan's steps were slow and as he walked over, he alarmed the young man.

"Qin...Master of Qin Hall!"

When the young man saw Qin Haoxuan, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He wanted to call "Senior Brother Qin" habitually, and suddenly woke up Qin Haoxuan's identity at this moment.

Qin Haoxuan saw Luo Maoxun's behavior and nodded secretly. This disciple's character is considered a kind of colored immortal species. He should indeed put in a lot of effort to cultivate it. But with the ostentatiousness, Li Jing is a living negative example. The better the qualification, the more he has to polish his mind, otherwise he will be arrogant and domineering in the future and unstable in the Taoist heart.

Therefore, when Luo Maoxun passed away when the old master of Xuan Jizi passed away, he did not go out of seclusion. Although it was an unintentional mistake, Qin Haoxuan still punished him severely.

The main purpose is to sharpen his mind.

"You have been keeping here for many days, and I know that you have been diligent and have not slackened at all. You can go back and practice hard now." Qin Haoxuan nodded at Luo Maoxun.

After hearing this, Luo Maoxun's face was not very happy.

"Master, keeping a soul for the old master is what I should do. But after I leave, the old master is here..."

"You don't have to worry about this place. Naturally, there are disciples on duty who come here to worship from time to time. You just need to practice well. As a rare colored immortal species in the natural hall, I hope you will be cautious and work harder." Qin Haoxuan said in a deep voice, with the meaning of encouragement in his words.

Luo Maoxun nodded respectfully to Qin Haoxuan: "Disciple remembers the teachings." After that, he kowtowed a few times in front of Xuan Jizi's tomb before leaving.

"Master, I'll talk to you here..." As soon as Luo Maoxun left, Qin Haoxuan stood in front of the spiritual plane, and the past was rolling in his mind, and the kind and kind old man seemed to appear in front of him again.

A mist floated over, submerging his figure hazy.
Chapter completed!