Chapter 4 Sad Person

Huqi Mountain, the General Hall of the Ghost King.

It has been three days since the death of the great wizard. Qinglong cremated the old man's body and collected it in an urn. At this moment, this blue and white urn is quietly placed on the table next to him.

Qinglong stared at the little urn for a long time, sighed and turned his eyes away. In the past three days, the affairs of the ghost king have been handled by Qinglong and Youji. After the accident three days ago, the ghost king and the ghost are all huddled into their own rooms and have not come out so far.

Qinglong still remembers very clearly that three days ago, when the heavy stone door slowly opened with a "squeak" sound, the two men who came out of it, the two men who were almost fearless in the world, looked like losing their souls, in a trance and sad.

The ghost king was fine. He said in a low voice, "Don't disturb me for three days!" As soon as he finished speaking, he went straight back to the bedroom and never came out again.

As for the ghost, the whole person was dejected and didn't say a word. As he walked, he directly hit the hard stone wall, so that his forehead was bleeding. And he, even unconscious, slowly turned around and staggered back to his room.

In fact, most of the people who were shocked by this strange scene had already guessed the result, but when they looked into the stone door, the blood flowing all over the ground, and the great wizard who sat in the pool of blood but had drooped his head and died, the scene was really shocking.

Only Baguio, who is still lying on the ice stone platform, with a peaceful and lifelike face, is still as quiet as before, and the acacia bell in her hand is emitting a faint golden light.

The footsteps sounded from the side, interrupting Qinglong's thoughts. He raised his head and saw Youji's figure floating in like a ghost. Standing beside him, he did not look at him directly, but looked at the room behind him and whispered, "Has the suzerain come out yet?"

Qinglong shook his head slowly and whispered, "It's been three days, and there is no news at all."

The black veil on Youji's face moved gently, and she was speechless.

Although they didn't see everything on the scene with their own eyes, the two of them could fully imagine the sadness of the scene.

If there is anything in the world that is more sad than despair, it is when you see hope, and even when the hope is in front of you, you fall into despair again!

At the moment when the two of them were relatively speechless, suddenly, a slight sound came from the door behind the green dragon.

The door slowly opened.

Qinglong and Youji shook their bodies and quickly turned around and looked at them.

The simple wooden door slowly opened inward, making a low and slight "squeak" sound, with a little of the vicissitudes of the past, Xu is also telling the sadness of the master.

One foot, gently stepped out of the room. The figure of the ghost king slowly appeared in front of them.

Qinglong and Youji looked silently at the man who looked like a different world.

Three days of white hair!

The hair of the ghost king has all turned snow-white.

Qinglong's voice somehow suddenly became hoarse and hesitant. Even when he heard it, he doubted whether it was his own voice:

"Suzerain...Lord, are you okay...okay?"

The corner of the ghost king's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and took a deep breath.

Under the black veil, Youji suddenly said, "Suzerain, take care of yourself... your body." After saying that, somehow, she suddenly thought of Baguio, and her voice was choked.

The ghost king's shoulders trembled slightly, but soon calmed down. When he opened his eyes again, although the vicissitudes and sadness were still engraved on his face, there was a faint light in his eyes.

That's a look that seems to see through the vicissitudes of the world.

"I look much older!" He turned out to be like this. He said something, the corners of his mouth moved gently and there was a slight smile, but it was full of bitterness.

Qinglong and Youji lowered their heads at the same time, and couldn't bear to look at this man again.

Once again, the ghost king took a deep breath, exhaled the breath in his chest, turned his eyes, and then fell on the small blue and white urn on the table next to Qinglong's hand.

"What's inside..." he asked lightly.

Qinglong took a step, picked up the small urn, handed it to the ghost king, and said, "After the death of the great wizard, my subordinates boldly made the decision and cremated the old man's body. In this small urn, it is his ashes."

The ghost king silently took the blue and white urn, stroked it with his hands for a long time, sighed gently, and said, "Although this master did not save Yao'er, he exhausted his vitality with his dying body and exhausted his vitality. Although he failed in the end, he was really our great benefactor."

He handed the little urn back to Qinglong again and said, "Prepare, with my holy religion, and respectfully send the master back to the southern Xinjiang."

Qinglong took the small blue and white urn and nodded, "Yes."

The ghost king was silent for a moment and said, "Where is the ghost, how is he?"

Qinglong hesitated for a moment, but You Ji had already said aside, "After coming out of the ice stone room, he seemed to have collapsed. He lost his soul and stumbled all the way back to his room, and never came out again." Speaking of this, she paused for a moment and whispered, "As of today, it has been three days."

The ghost king's face was bleak, and he slowly put his hands behind his back. He whispered for a long time, "Ten years of sadness, one night in my heart! Well, let's go. Let's go and see him.

After saying that, he walked slowly with his hands on his back. Qinglong and Youji looked at each other and followed him silently.

Looking from behind, the ghost king had white hair, and his figure turned out to be strangely desolate.

The ghost's room is far away from where the ghost king lives, but it is very close to the ice stone room where Baguio is located. This is because the ghost king did not want to be more sad at the beginning, so he stayed away from the stone room where his daughter was, and Gui Liruo visited Baguio almost every day in Huqi Mountain.

When the three of them crossed the corridor and gradually approached the ghost's room, Qinglong and Youji, who were walking behind, obviously found that the ghost king's body was a little strange. I don't know if it was because they were close to the sad place again.

But none of them said a word.

Finally, he came to the lonely stone gate, where the ghost lived, and there was no one around. He always liked to be alone. It's just that outside his door, there is still a disciple of the Ghost King Sect standing far away.

The ghost king stepped forward, opened the stone door and walked in, and then was stunned. Qinglong and Youji also found that there seemed to be something wrong. When they walked in, they only saw that the room was empty. Not only did they not see the ghost, but even Xiaohui disappeared. Everything in the room is as usual, and there is no trace of use, only on the bed, which looks a little messy.

Qinglong frowned, turned around and went out to call. The disciple of the ghost king sect standing outside the door quickly ran in, knelt down in front of the ghost king and said, "See you the suzerain!"

The ghost king turned his head and looked at it. Qinglong whispered beside him, "In addition to dealing with the affairs of the door these days, I have been waiting outside the suzerain's door. As for this, I will ask these disciples to stay here."

The ghost king nodded slightly, turned his head to the disciple of the ghost king sect and said, "Where is the deputy suzerain?"

The disciple of the Ghost King was obviously in great awe of the Ghost King, and even his voice trembled slightly. He said, "To the suzerain, the deputy suzerain locked himself in the room for three days and three nights without any movement. Just as his subordinate was worried, this morning, he suddenly came out with the gray-haired monkey and left here directly.

The ghost king was stunned, and Qinglong frowned and said, "Where did he go?"

The disciple buried his head and said, "The disciple has been following the deputy suzerain. I saw him walk out of the mountain and then broke through the air. The disciple looked at his expression, which was very terrible, and he did not dare to come forward to ask, so he had to come back here and wait..."

Qinglong's face flashed with anger, but the ghost king suddenly said "Yi" in front of him. He took a few steps forward, picked up a sealed letter from the head of the bed, took a look, and handed it to Qinglong and said, "It's for you."

Qinglong was stunned for a moment and took a look. It was really written by Gui Li to himself. He was confused and looked at the ghost king. But the ghost king was expressionless and looked elsewhere. Qinglong frowned, tore open the seal, and read the letter.

The letter was not long. He finished reading it quickly, but his face was suddenly a little gloomy, and he whispered, "Suzerain."

The ghost king said lightly, "What's wrong?"

Qinglong said, "In his letter, he asked me to work hard to send the ashes of this great wizard back to the Qilitong of the Miao people in southern Xinjiang."

The ghost king shook his head slowly, suddenly sighed and said, "That's it, that's it!"

Qinglong was stunned, but the ghost king turned his head to the disciple of the ghost king and said, "Go down."

If the man was granted amnesty, he kowtowed three heads and hurriedly retreated.

Qinglong looked at the ghost king and said, "Suzerain, that ghost..."

The ghost king looked at the empty room, and his eyes were full of bleakness. He turned around for a long time and did not greet Qinglong Youji. He only walked silently. From his back, a low voice came from Youyou:

"They are all sad people..."

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Southern Xinjiang, Burning Fragrant Valley.

This righteous school, which has been changing in recent days, has another shocking news today, which spread all over the valley in an instant. From the "Tianxiangju" in the depths of the Incense Valley, the sky drums ringing far and near, indicating that Yun Yilan, the owner of the Incense Valley, who has been closed for a long time, will leave the customs today.

All the disciples of the Incense Valley returned to their positions one after another, and no one dared to neglect them. In the "Mountain and River Hall" of the main hall of the Incense Valley, the above officials, Lv Shun and others were the leaders, and Li Xun and other disciples were in the back, side by side in front of the

Among the crowd, what is particularly eye-catching is the woman standing beside Li Xun, which is Yan Hong. Since the night when the nine-tailed Tianhu escaped from the Xuanhu altar of Xuanhu not long ago, Shangguan Ce still recognized Yan Hong as a fake in the chaos. Later, it turned out to be the golden bottle of the magic school, but the real Yanhong was found in the cellar of a house in the Burning Valley until three days ago.

Naturally, the golden bottle didn't know what to do that day. He used a strange spell to cure Yan Hong and hid it in such a place. These days, people in the incense valley poured out and searched for large and small mountains nearby, but did not pay attention to the houses in the valley. Three days ago, a male disciple went down to the cellar of Tibetan medicine to look for a taste of medicinal herbs because he lacked a taste of medicinal herbs in the valley, and then found Yan Hong. Otherwise, I don't know how long the poor woman will be in the cellar.

It's just that these days of torture, Yan Hong's expression has obviously become much haggard, but everyone has no intention to pay attention to her at this moment. They all look at the side door of the main hall. According to the usual practice, Yun Yilan came out from there to meet everyone after leaving the customs.

The superior policy standing in front of everyone was still dressed in black and stood there calmly, but in the depths of the eyes that everyone could not notice, there was a faint flash of light in his eyes.

For him, in the past few years, Yun Yilan, the head of the valley, met him every time through a screen, and his speech was even weak, and he became more and more old in recent days. He couldn't believe it at first, but until recently, he gradually realized in his heart that the brother who had been pressing on his head was really It's almost over.

Unexpectedly, Tianxiang was in the middle of the sky today, and he was shocked in the local area, and Yun Yilan actually went out of the customs!

Is he really practicing magic in isolation instead of covering up something?

Shang Guan Ce was upset and uneased.

And behind Shang Guan Ce, Li Xun, who stood at the forefront of the younger generation of disciples, had an unconcealable excitement in his eyes. He has always been Yun Yilan's proudest disciple, and he is the proud son of heaven in the incense valley. It's just that a few years ago, Yun Yilan suddenly closed down, and there was no warning in advance, so she didn't see everyone from now on.

Although Li Xun himself is still special for Yun Yilan, and like his uncle Shang Guan Ce, he is the only two people in the incense valley who can see Yun Yilan, but I don't know if it is because Yun Yilan thinks that Li Xun is young after all and his Taoism is not enough. He is in charge of the affairs in the His status has declined a lot.

But now that Yun Yilan has returned to the customs, the situation has naturally changed greatly. He is the favorite disciple of the valley owner today. The next valley owner should be the candidate, and the words are naturally different. And more importantly, just yesterday, the night before Yun Yilan left the customs, he had been secretly received by Yun Yilan, and he knew in advance that his mentor was about to leave the customs.

And after the master left the customs, there was a long-awaited wish that he had been looking forward to finally achieved. Thinking of this, Li Xun's handsome face could no longer suppress his excitement.

Shang Guan Ce's body moved and slowly turned back. Although the young nephew behind him tried his best to keep calm, the joy and excitement from the bottom of his heart could not be covered by his experience, and it was impossible to escape Shang Guan Ce's eyes like an eagle.

"Hey..." He slowly sneered in his deep heart and said to himself, "Young man, I don't know how long the road you are going to go!"

Just when everyone had their own thoughts, suddenly the sound of drums was melodious, like flying out of the sky, hovering in the hall. Shangguan Ce and others cheered up, sorted out their clothes and looked at the door.

The red shadow flashed, and a figure slowly appeared. The fiery red clothes were the costumes of the valley owners of the Incense Valley, which represented the burning sectarian belief.

I didn't feel the heat of the flame, let alone the dazzling light, but somehow, everyone's eyes were so red, but there was a feeling that a red flame, Shiran came over like this.

When everyone came to their senses and saw the characters in the red light, including the superior policy, who had always been calm and calm, they all made a cry of low and suspicious in disbelief.

The person who came was just a middle-aged man who looked at about forty or so. His bright but soft red hair was not tied up, and he floated his shoulders casually, and there was a trace of elegant ** smell.

Everyone looked at each other. When Yun Yilan closed the customs a few years ago, everyone clearly remembered that he was an old man, and his head was already pale with white hair, but at this moment, he was much younger than Yun Yilan at the beginning, and the skin on his face was smooth, and he could not even see a trace of wrinkles.

It's just the outline of this person's face, but it is clearly Yun Yilan's appearance, especially Shangguan Ce. He has been with Yun Yilan longer than anyone else, and he knows that this is clearly Yun Yilan's appearance when he was young. Just looking at that face, it is better than his youth. Under such shock, everyone I can't say a word.

However, Yun Yilan walked to the main hall as if he had nothing to do. In front of everyone, his eyes were bright and he looked at the crowd. Suddenly, he smiled. His voice was old in the secret room, clear and pleasant, and said, "Why don't you recognize me as the owner of the valley?"

Everyone's body was shocked. Li Xun first came to his senses. When he fell down first, he said loudly, "Disciples welcome the master out of the customs, and congratulate the master on the master's retreat to practice of the true Dharma!"

Everyone suddenly woke up and saluted one after another. The surprised look in Shangguan Ce's eyes gradually faded away, and he also lowered his head and saluted.

Yun Yilan obviously looked good and in a good mood. She waved her hand and said, "Okay, okay, everyone hasn't seen you for a long time. Get up and talk."

Everyone answered and stood up one after another. Yun Yilan smiled and looked at everyone. Finally, her eyes fell on Shangguan Ce and said with a smile, "Brother, you have been in charge of the trivia in the valley over the years. Are you bored?"

Shang Guan Ce shook his head and said with a smile, "My brother is not here. It's my part of my brother. On the contrary, something happened to the Xuanhu altar a few days ago. I..."

Yun Yilan suddenly laughed and interrupted Shang Guan Ce's words and said, "Why do you have to care about the past? There will be a long time to come. Let's just discuss it in the long run."

Shangguan Ce had a trace of surprise on his face, but he didn't say anything more. He bowed his head and said, "Yes."

Yun Yilan looked at the people present and saw that everyone's eyes were full of respect and surprise. Obviously, he looked like a rejuvenation, which really surprised everyone.

It's just that he didn't explain much. He turned around and asked Li Xun, who had been standing beside him for a long time, "What's going on in the valley recently?"

Li Xun took a step and said respectfully, "This morning, the head of Zhongtu Qingyunmen, Taoist Xuanzhen, brought a letter, saying that it was a reply to the letter from the master a few days ago."

He said this, with a calm look on his face, but the superior officer standing aside changed. During Yun Yilan's retreat, he was in charge of the major events in the Burning Valley. Communication with the head of Qingyunmen is also an extremely important thing, but he knows nothing about it. And this reply arrived this morning. Li Xun somehow cut off halfway without letting him know. It was clear that it was Yun Yilan who deliberately prevented him from interfering in this matter.

Shang Guan Ce's heart was getting angry, but his face was still the same, and his strange expression flashed.

Yun Yilan nodded, took the letter handed over by Li Xun, took a look, and saw the number written on the top of the envelope: Brother Yun Yilan of Burning Xiang Gu.

The signature is: Qingyunmen Dao Xuanbaihui.

Sure enough, it was the handwriting of Xuan Zhenren of Qingyunmen. Yun Yilan smiled, tore the seal open, pulled out a thin piece of paper, and read it from beginning to end, with a smile on her face.

At the end, he nodded slightly, meditated for a moment, put the letter in his arms, and said to everyone in a loud voice, "That's all for today. You go back to prepare. Soon, I will lead the outstanding disciples of Burning Fragrant Valley to Middle-earth to visit the Taoist friends of Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple

Everyone was shocked. It was a long time ago that the incense valley entered Middle-earth. Unexpectedly, as soon as the owner of the valley came out of the customs, he gave this great order. However, Yun Yilan has always had a deep prestige, and the people in the Incense Valley did not think much about it. After seeing the ceremony, the crowd retreated one after another and went to prepare not to mention it. Only Li Xun was left behind by Yun Yilan.

After everyone left, only Yun Yilan and Li Xun were left in the mountain and river hall. Li Xun was alone with his master, so he was not as restrained as when everyone was present. He smiled and said, "Master, what kind of method did you practice in the retreat? How can it have such a divine effect?"

Yun Yilan smiled and said, "This is the strange skill passed down by my ancestor of burning incense valley. When you have done enough in the future, are you afraid that I won't pass it to you?"

Li Xun was stunned, but he saw that the smile in Yun Yilan's eyes were kind, which seemed to have a deep meaning. After a little thought, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He quickly bowed down and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master. I will definitely live up to Master's expectations!"

Yun Yilan raised Li Xun with a smile, looked up and down at him, and sighed, "You are a good talent for monasticism, but I think you are young and energetic, and you are still a little impetuous. You have to grasp it more. Only then can you become a great skill if you practice more diligently."

Li Xun nodded repeatedly and said, "Thank you for your advice. By the way, Master, what can I do if you keep me?

Yun Yilan glanced at him and said, "That's right. I want you to go to Middle-earth first."

Li Xun was stunned and said, "Middle Earth? Where to go?"

Yun Yilan said lightly, "Qingyun Mountain. I will write a reply later, and you will start immediately and send this letter to Qingyunshan Daoxuan Zhenren.

Li Xun nodded and said, "Yes."

Yun Yilan took a few steps back and forth and said, "After Dao Xuanzhen read this letter, he will probably stay in Qingyun Mountain for a few days. You don't have to postpone it. Just stay in Qingyun for a few days, and I will take others there later."

Li Xun nodded, but was slightly confused and said, "Master, you are in such a hurry to enter Middle-earth. What's the matter?"

Yun Yilan smiled and said, "It's not the thing you begged me for a long time!"

Li Xun's body was shocked, and then he showed an unconcealed excitement on his face. He immediately knelt down again and shouted, "Thank you, Master, for your success."

Yun Yilan shook her head and smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you go back and prepare first. Come and pick up my letter later, and then leave directly."

Li Xun answered excitedly and strode out.

When the young disciple's figure disappeared, the smile on Yun Yilan's face gradually became indifferent. He turned to the south and looked far in the direction of the 100,000 mountains. After a long time, he suddenly snorted coldly:

"Since you're going to come out, I'll let the whole sky come down. If you want me to shoulder this burden alone, hey hey, I'm not that stupid!"