Looking at Ziyi who was extremely grieved, Yan Lan, who was also in pain, tried his best to calm down. Because he realized that having both of them grieving at the same time would only make people sadder.

"Sister Yi'er, don't cry anymore. My uncle is still alive in heaven. He won't feel better when he sees you in such pain." Yan Lan rubbed her red eyes and gently helped Zi Yi up who was lying on Qingxuan's body and crying bitterly.

Ziyi threw herself into Yan Lan's arms and sobbed: "Brother Lan'er, I feel bad..." After saying a few words, she burst into tears again.

Yan Lan knew that at this moment, no matter what words of comfort she said, they could not make up for the grief of separation, so she could only gently hug Ziyi and slowly pat her shoulders.

At this time, several figures rose up in the direction of Guiwuyi City. Then they fell down again without much movement. At the same time, several rays of spiritual consciousness radiated over, swept past, and then disappeared without a trace.

Yan Lan was trying to comfort Ziyi when she suddenly heard the sound of Xun Xun's clothes breaking in the wind in the distance. When he looked up, a tall figure immediately walked beside him.

Yan Lan's mind suddenly moved, and she immediately looked at the visitor with vigilance.

Under the moonlight, Yan Lan saw that this person was dressed as a monk, with a bright head, wearing a gray monk's robe, a broad build, and a solemn face. He did not seem to be an evil person.

"Amitabha, life and death are destined. One drink and one peck have already been destined. The two donors should not be overly sad." When the visitor saw a man lying on the ground, his life was gone, he shouted the Buddha's name and warned him.

"Life and death have fate, I don't believe that. Life is maintained by strength. Who can take the lives of those peak experts? If you want him to die today, he will not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

There is a destiny between life and death, that is just a lie to deceive the world..."

Yan Lan was already in a low mood. After hearing this innocuous sentence, especially when she heard the implication of the visitor's words, Qingxuan's death this time was destined to happen, her resentment surged.

"If my spiritual roots had not been destroyed, Uncle Qingxuan would not have died." Yan Lan gritted his teeth. At this moment, he was feeling very depressed, and his tone was naturally no longer merciful.

"Well..." The monk was stunned. He had good intentions to persuade others, but he didn't want to be ridiculed. However, thinking that he was deeply sad and angry, he smiled slightly and said: "What the donor said is not unreasonable, but no matter how sad you are, you can't save it."

It is better to bury the person first than to save his life, so that I can recite sutras for him and save him..."

"What's your name, and where do you come from?" Yan Lan saw that this person didn't mean any harm. Although his words of comfort were not what he wanted, he still meant well. He didn't want to offend him too much, so he interrupted the other person's words and asked doubtfully.

asked.

The other party didn't mind either. He put his hands together and smiled and said, "The young monk named Wu Se comes from the Mifan Sect. I wonder where the two donors come from?"

"Wuse?" Yan Lan frowned. If he hadn't been filled with grief, he would have felt that this Buddhist title was quite joyful.

"We have no family or sect, and we want to go to the Tiangang Gate on the top of Wuyuan Mountain." Seeing that the other party's aura was righteous, Yan Lan told the truth.

"It's good, it's good. The Tiangang Sect and our Mifan Sect are both well-known and upright sects. However, the Tiangang Sect is extremely strict in recruiting disciples. If you want to become a disciple and learn skills, I'm afraid you will have to endure some hardships. Whether you can enter depends on your qualifications and

Opportunity." Wu Se said softly.

When Ziyi heard the conversation between the two, she was still crying, but her crying was no longer so heartbreaking.

Yan Lan lowered his head and said nothing. Now that his spiritual roots were destroyed, he had nowhere to go, but first he had to complete the task entrusted by Qingxuan, and he had to go to Tiangang Gate. At this time, Wu Se mentioned something, and he suddenly thought of where he would be in the future.

Wherever there is no practice, what should I do and where to go, and I suddenly feel at a loss.

Wu Se bent down and said solemnly: "In the middle of the night, the two benefactors may be in danger here. It is better to bury the seniors first. I will go to the city to find a place to stay. You can stay here for the time being and then choose a day to pass through the teleportation circle.

You can reach Tiangang Gate in an instant."

Yan Lan frowned and nodded in agreement. Then she gently pushed Zi Yi away and said harmoniously: "Yi'er, we'd better let our uncle be laid to rest first!"

Ziyi's eyes were red, and she looked at Qingxuan with nostalgia, and said quietly: "Brother Lan'er, I don't want to bury my father. Even if my father is gone, I still want to see him every day..."

Yan Lan's eyes turned red, and she lowered her head to look at Qingxuan. Suddenly she thought of the ring in her hand, her eyes lit up, and she said, "Yi'er, put on this space storage ring and see if you can hide daddy in it."

Ziyi was startled. She vaguely remembered that Qingxuan once told her that this space storage ring is extremely mysterious. Many objects can be hidden in it, but only dead objects can be hidden, not living people. Now that Qingxuan is dead, he is no longer a living person.

, it stands to reason that it can be hidden in a space storage ring.

Ziyi sighed, took the ring, and after dripping blood to identify its owner, Qingxuan's body disappeared with a thought.

"It's really good at hiding!"

Ziyi's dull eyes were slightly gleaming, and then her mind was immersed in the ring space, and she found that the ring space was spherical, with a diameter of about ten feet. All objects were evenly suspended and arranged in the ring space according to their respective attributes. At the edge of the space,

Qingxuan's body was suspended in the air, motionless, as if even time was trapped.

Feeling Qingxuan's cold body and thinking of her hands that were still warm yesterday, Ziyi burst into tears again and quickly pulled away, unable to bear to look at her anymore.

"This female donor, there is no need to be overly sad. I once heard Master say that when a person dies, his soul will go to the Nine Netherlands. If you have great supernatural powers, you can break into the Nine Netherworlds, seize the soul, repair the body, and

It can restore the soul and restore the Yang."

"It's just that this kind of method destroys order and disrupts reincarnation. It is extremely unnatural, and the person who performs it will be severely punished by heaven. However, Master and I have only heard legends about this matter. Whether it can come true, who in today's world has such magical powers?

?Hey, it’s a sin, it’s a sin, I am so merciful, how can I tell you such things that go against heaven?”

Wu Se looked solemn, wondering if he really felt guilty or was just pretending.

When Yan Lan heard this, her heart was shaken, and she murmured to herself: "When a person dies, his soul goes to the land of Jiuyou? Then, will the souls of his father and Ling Yu also go to Jiuyou? If I become a great master,

With magical powers, wouldn’t it be possible to resurrect them?”

Yan Lan's body trembled violently, as if she saw a glimmer of light in a dark place of despair, and her emotions fluctuated uncontrollably.

After a moment of excitement, Yan Lan's expression suddenly dimmed again, and she whispered to herself: "Now that my spiritual roots are destroyed, I can no longer practice Dharma, let alone achieve great supernatural powers. Uncle Qingxuan originally said that he would return to Tiangang Gate and help me find a way to recover.

But now that he is dead, I hope other elders of Tiangang Sect can find a glimmer of hope for me like Uncle Qingxuan."

When Ziyi heard Wu Se's words, she opened her mouth in shock. It took her a long time to recover, and her sad expression gradually turned into something strange.

"Brother Lan'er, as long as I can save my father, I will not be afraid even if the rivers and seas are turned upside down and I go to heaven and earth. From now on, I will work hard to cultivate and develop great supernatural powers. No matter how hard it is, even if it takes thousands of years, as long as there is a trace of

I hope I will work hard. If I can't do it, I will ask someone with great supernatural powers. The world is big and there are countless capable people. As long as you don't change your infatuation, you will always succeed."

Ziyi's words were very powerful. At this time, her persistent belief had overcome her heartbreaking grief. She had thin eyebrows and pink lips, and she was also indescribably strong.

Yan Lan looked at the resolute Ziyi, and was a little stunned. She was stunned for a long time, and then she clenched her fists tightly, her face gradually became resolute, and she thought to herself: "Sister Ziyi has such pride, how can I be depressed as a man?"

?Things in the world, one thing descends from another, one thing gives birth to another thing, spiritual roots can be destroyed, and naturally they can be repaired. I have the wealth of Nie You and several elders of the Pang family, and I will definitely be able to exchange for the spiritual roots that can be repaired.

Law."

At this moment, Yan Lan and Zi Yi's expressions suddenly turned away, and their determination to become stronger through cultivation became more determined and persistent.

Looking at the two people with determined expressions, Wu Se put his hands together and said loudly: "Two donors, you have just encountered a disaster. This is not a place to stay for a long time. Follow me into the city!"

Yan Lan glanced around and saw that the morning star had already lit up. There was a cold wind all around and there was a lot of gloom. He quickly helped Ziyi, who was sitting on the ground, and said: "Sister Yi'er, let's go to Guiwu City first to finish the work for our uncle."

I will make further plans for my last wish.”

Ziyi wiped away her tears and nodded.

"Sister Yi'er, first put the things left by uncle into the space storage ring." Yan Lan knew that their strength was weak now, and there were some things that were still not suitable for people to see.

Looking at the Qingxuan sword and the hidden spirit jade pendant left by Qingxuan, Ziyi's eyebrows showed a look of pain. She closed her eyes, and with a thought, she collected all these objects into the space storage ring. Then, three people
Chapter completed!