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Chapter 418 Blood Tears

Lin San frowned: "What does the leader want from me?"

The young man looked like he was hesitating to speak: "If you go, you will know."

Lin San pondered for a moment and then followed the young man to the Tiantai Temple.

At this time, the gate of the Tiantai Temple was full of people. Judging by their clothes, they were all low-level disciples of the Tianshan Sect.

The young man led Lin San directly into the main hall.

The leader, Liang Wanli, and all the elders were in the main hall.

Lin San felt that the atmosphere in the hall was a bit strange. He glanced around and suddenly found a stretcher on the ground on the left side of the hall. The stretcher was covered with a white cloth. There was a person lying under the white cloth.

"Feng Chen." The headmaster Liang Wanli said with a sad expression: "Go over and meet your master."

At this time, an elder came to the stretcher and reached out to lift the white cloth.

The moment the white cloth was lifted, Lin San was stunned. There was extreme disbelief on his face. The person lying on the stretcher turned out to be his master Zhu Qingshi. At this time, Zhu Qingshi's eyes were closed tightly and his face turned blue. The corners of his mouth There was still a trace of blood. Although they were several feet away, Lin San also noticed that Zhu Qingshi had lost all his breath.

a long time……

Lin San just came back to his senses and let out a roar. He ran to Zhu Qingshi in a few steps and shook Zhu Qingshi vigorously: "Master, what's wrong with you? Wake up. Wake up, Master."

No matter how hard Lin San shook it, Zhu Qingshi just closed his eyes tightly without any reaction.

Zhu Qingshi was dead. His body was cold, as if he had been dead for many days.

"No..." Lin San's eyes turned red, and big tears fell to the ground. Who said a man wouldn't shed tears easily? It's just that he hasn't reached the sad point yet.

Liang Wanli and other elders also looked very sad.

Recalling all the benefits Zhu Qingshi had done to him, Lin San felt extremely painful in his heart. His tears were like a kite with a broken string, and he couldn't stop flowing.

A few hours later.

Lin San was still crying miserably. Her tears had dried up. What was flowing out now was blood. Bloody tears.

"Feng Chen. People can't be resurrected after death. Please be more open-minded." Seeing Lin San crying endlessly, Liang Wanli couldn't help but persuaded.

"Yes. Please forgive me and accept the change." Other elders also persuaded one after another.

Lin San stood up slowly. He turned his head and stared straight at Liang Wanli. He said in a hoarse voice: "How did my master die..."

Liang Wanli sighed: "It was purely an accident. Junior Brother Zhu went out this time mainly to pick some spiritual herbs for the sect to make alchemy. It sounded smooth at first. All the missing spiritual herbs were gathered together. Just as he was about to return At that time, Elder Zhu suddenly said that he was going to do some personal business. The other elders who were out stayed in the inn and waited. But three days later, Elder Zhu suddenly returned to the inn with a pale face. He spat out a mouthful of blood and died."

"Who. Who killed my master?" Lin San clenched his fists tightly. There were veins on the back of his hands.

Liang Wanli looked back at the Great Elder Dong Hanxiang.

Dong Hanxiang said with a sad face: "Before Elder Zhu died, he said something." This time he went out to pick spiritual herbs. The Tianshan Sect sent a total of five elders. Among them was Dong Hanxiang. Regarding the situation before Zhu Qingshi's death, .No one knows better than Dong Hanxiang.

"What are you talking about?" Lin San asked coldly.

"At that time, Elder Zhu held his chest and said, 'Kill in the Ice Palace...'. He passed away before he finished speaking." Thinking of Zhu Qingshi's tragic death at that time, Dong Hanxiang felt a little sad. Although he usually drank Zhu The relationship between Qingshi and Qingshi is not that good. But after all, they have been together in the same sect for hundreds of years. There is still some affection between them.

"That's right. I remembered it." Elder Ding said suddenly: "When Elder Zhu was young, he had an affair with the master of the Ice Palace, Old Demon Shi Hai."

After being reminded by Elder Ding, many people remembered this matter and nodded.

"Ice Palace." Lin San's eyes flashed with strong murderous intent.

A good, living person was just gone. Anyone else would be a little sad.

"Plop." Lin San suddenly knelt in front of Liang Wanli.

Liang Wanli was stunned: "What are you doing?"

"Bang bang bang." Lin San kowtowed three times and said loudly: "I beg the master to avenge my master's blood."

"Ah." Liang Wanli raised his eyebrows and his expression became a little ugly.

The other elders were also silent.

"Master, my master died unjustly. I beg you to avenge my master." Lin San kowtowed to Liang Wanli several times. It was probably due to excessive force. There were already bruises on his forehead.

"Feng Chen, there is something that you may not know. The Ice Palace is in a sea of ​​monsters. It is very powerful and not easy to deal with." Liang Wanli pondered for a moment and said slowly.

Lin San's mood suddenly hit a low point: "Listen to what the master said. He doesn't intend to help my master get revenge."

Liang Wanli's face sank: "Who said that? I just want to take a long-term view."

Lin San sneered: "Let's take a long-term view. I think you are afraid of the Ice Palace."

"Bold."

"presumptuous."

"Why are you talking to the boss?"

The elders on both sides immediately scolded.

Lin San just sneered without the slightest fear.

Liang Wanli waved his hand: "Feng Chen is overly sad at this time. It's understandable that he said something rude." At this time, Liang Wanli behaved very magnanimously: "Feng Chen, I have discussed it with the elders and decided to bury Elder Zhu behind him. Among the thousands of gardens in the mountain. That place has the best feng shui in the entire Tianshan Mountains."

"No need." Lin San stood up slowly: "I will find a place to bury the master myself." After saying that, Lin San picked up Zhu Qingshi's body and left the hall.

"This Feng Chen is really too presumptuous. Does he still care about the existence of the master and elders like us?" Elder Ding said angrily.

The Great Elder Dong Hanxiang glanced at Elder Ding: "Fengchen was also heartbroken because of his master's death. It is forgivable to speak and act impulsively."

Seeing Dong Hanxiang speak out to defend Lin San, Elder Ding shut his mouth and stopped talking. In the Tianshan Sect, Dong Hanxiang's authority is second only to the leader Liang Wanli. Elder Ding is definitely not someone he can afford to offend.

"Okay. It's okay, let's all leave. Starting tomorrow, we will set up a mourning hall in the Tiantai Temple to pay homage to Elder Zhu's spirit in heaven." Liang Wanli ordered in a deep voice.

All the elders nodded silently and then left the hall.



Lin San buried Zhu Qingshi's body behind the attic.

Under a pile of inconspicuous stones, hidden is Zhu Qingshi, the once famous elder of the Tianshan Sect.

Lin San knelt in front of the tombstone and swore loudly: "Master, in my lifetime, I will definitely destroy the Ice Palace and help you avenge this old man."

I wonder if God also felt the sadness in Lin San's heart. The sun disappeared and countless dark clouds slowly gathered. "Crack." A dazzling thunder and lightning split the dark clouds, and a large amount of rain poured down.

Lin San ignored the rain falling from the sky. He just knelt in front of the Zhu Qingshi tombstone and wiped his tears.

A full seven days passed.

Lin San's mood improved slightly.


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