Seeing that there was no way to keep pretending to be sad, Zhang Feixuan pretended to be reluctant to collect his emotions, walked to Song Yin, and said:
"Senior brother, my condolences."
Song Yin glanced at him, and he happened to see the junior brothers behind Zhang Feixuan.
"Uuuuuuuu——!"
For some reason, the junior brothers cried even louder, and each one of them made a gesture of sadness, as if they were in pain.
Zhang Feixuan's mouth twitched vaguely. When it comes to acting, these people are their real junior disciples, not ordinary disciples, because each of them has entered the palace.
Come to think of it, if you don't know how to act, how can you survive in Jinxianmen for a long time?
"Senior brother, people cannot be resurrected after death. We are all very sad when our master dies. But now we have a big plan ahead. Please put aside your grief temporarily and lead the Golden Immortal Sect!" Zhang Feixuan said with cupped hands.
"Yes, senior brother!"
Wang Qizheng raised his hand, stopped knocking, let the blood flow from his forehead, cupped his hand and said: "Senior brother, I agree to take the position of leader!"
There's nothing sad about that look.
If the second and third ranked people make the proposal, the rest of the group will naturally not object and have no way to object.
Apart from senior brother, who else is qualified to take charge?
Song Yin straightened up, took a deep breath, suppressed his sad emotions, and said:
"You're right, people can't be resurrected after death. At least I don't have this ability now. Even if I have access to the netherworld and have the ability to bind spirits and send generals to connect with the netherworld, I still can't find the master's soul in the first time. This is like a ghost. Those who
The evil way is too vicious!"
Tong, Tongyou?
When did it happen?
Senior brother is also at the sixth level?
Zhang Feixuan pursed his lips and did not dare to speak. He just lowered his head and maintained the gesture of cupping his hands.
Forget it, don't care about the talents of others, don't care about them.
It is true that Song Yin failed to find the soul. After the last encounter, he became aware of the underworld, could create small magical powers, communicate with the soul, and see the nature of the world clearly. But the more he did this, the clearer he became about the master's
The soul has completely dissipated, leaving no trace.
Those evil spirits who were beaten to death by him would still have souls if they were not refined by the Great Fire.
But the master’s soul was completely gone!
"Brother!"
Zhang Feixuan would not think so much, and directly persuaded Jin: "I also invite senior brother to take the position of head of the sect. From now on, he will judge everything in the sect and regulate everything in the sect!"
"Okay!" Song Yin nodded heavily.
"Ah?" Zhang Feixuan was stunned for a moment.
Don’t you have to give in three times?
He had already thought of the rest of his words.
Song Yin suddenly agreed, which made him a little unresponsive, but after thinking about it again, he seemed to be the kind of person who would do his job and not make any illusions.
"From now on, I am the leader!"
Song Yin glanced deeply at Jinguang and said in a deep voice: "Master, I will inherit your legacy and carry forward the Jinxian Sect!"
"See Brother Head!" Zhang Feixuan knelt down on the ground, cupped his hands and bowed his head.
"See Brother Leader!!" The remaining people made the same movements as him and shouted in unison.
There was no sadness in their expressions, they were all very solemn.
It seems that no one misses the golden light.
Indeed, there is no need to miss them, everyone is dead. These ordinary disciples themselves have not been paid attention to by the golden light. They have been on the first and second levels all year round. If it weren't for their senior brothers, some of them would still be wandering around the first level.
The first level of Shou Zhuo, what is the concept? It is to refine Qi and consolidate it all day long, for fear that the magic power produced will dissipate, practice hard every day, and dare not act rashly.
In the past, for the mission of Golden Light, they deceived mortals outside and lost the magic power they had worked so hard to refine. As a result, they had to practice it again after returning to the mountain. If they were unlucky, they would die directly outside.
When I think of the second level, it's all hard work and carefulness. Jin Guang doesn't care so much, he just wants to be a mortal.
It's different now that the senior brothers are here. They don't have to go down the mountain regularly to find mortals. They can take pills and practice peacefully. No matter what their qualifications are, at least they are comfortable. They no longer look like coolies on this mountain, and feel a bit like real Qi practitioners.
Already.
Although it was painful to be refined by my senior brother, compared to this world, the pain is nothing. It is a good thing that I can't die.
Those who are still alive are really smart people who barely survive on the mountain without eating people or killing animals. Those who are a little crazier will have died long ago.
The main reason is that there is no way to eat and kill. The mortals in the outside world who can be deceived by them will be more miserable than the other. If they can be deceived to the mountain, it is good. This is the 'precious resource' that Jin Guang wants.
And there is no conflict with them. Who would kill people for fun, and they are not evil sects with boundless faith.
Even though they were like this, Jin Guang didn't treat them as human beings. Apart from teaching them the most basic Qi refining techniques, he never taught them anything.
The disciples of those sects that besieged the sect just now all had twenty or thirty disciples, but they were at least third level. There were about twenty of them, but most of them were first and second level. Isn't this the result of lack of cultivation resources?
, it is a most normal cultivation method without any special features, practiced according to the normal track.
But now that I think about it, luckily I didn’t act like a human being
If they become human beings, just like Zhao Yuanhua, how can they escape the eyes of their senior brother?
As for Zhang Feixuan and other disciples who have created branches and can be regarded as core level disciples, if Jin Guang dies, the human elixir method is gone, and the human elixir method is gone, then there is nothing to think about.
You can't run away anyway, and now that the biggest trouble is gone, what else are you thinking about, let's just go and do it with your senior brother.
"Master, just wait, I will save you"
Song Yin looked at Jin Guang, his eyes full of determination, and said: "If refining qi doesn't work, then build the foundation. If building the foundation doesn't work, then I will achieve the golden elixir avenue! One day, I will recreate the soul and save you!"
"
As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, and the main palace in front was shrouded in a white light, gradually deforming. A huge palace like a pagoda flew out of his sleeves, and was directly placed on top of the gradually deformed main palace.
The main hall was used as the foundation to form a new palace.
This big palace looks familiar to Zhang Fei
The palace in front of us towers into the clouds. The original main hall of the Golden Immortal Gate is connected to the palace above and below. There is no trace of splicing at all. It is like a pagoda-style palace that was originally integrated. Below is the main hall, which is the largest.
And going up are layers of pagodas.
It looks majestic and brilliant, and is incompatible with other buildings in the square.
Song Yin waved his hand again, and a gust of yellow wind carried Jin Guang's body and followed him into the hall.
The rest of the people did not dare to delay, and stood up one after another and followed Song Yin.
The severed Qingbao statue in the hall was still there. Song Yin glanced at the statue and sighed: "Originally, I wanted to renovate this statue to give my Golden Immortal Sect a brand new look, but now."
With a flick of his hand, the decapitated statue of Qingbao transformed directly into a stone lotus platform. At the same time, a yellow wind swept up, making it look like a futon.
Then, Song Yin placed the golden corpse on it, and when the yellow wind rolled it, the golden corpse moved immediately, directly assuming a meditating posture, and sat on the yellow wind futon.
Song Yin cupped his hands in front of the golden light and said in a deep voice:
"Master, I will not let your body decay. Although you are dead, your will is the foundation of my Jinxian Sect. You can watch carefully here and see how I carry forward the Jinxian Sect and save our world.