Three Hundred and Eighteen. Yongzhen Guangcheng
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Yan Zhaoge couldn't figure out what Song Chao and Bihaicheng were up to.し
However, at least for a short period of time, Yan Zhaoge did not intend to continue thinking about it.
For the Guangcheng Shanhe faction, the most concerned thing now is the funeral.
In this Guangcheng catastrophe, there are not a few Guangcheng warriors who have experienced the Jueyuan Rebellion first, and then encountered the Great Sun Sacred Sect and Tianlei Palace attacking the mountain, and fell.
Shi Tie was one of them, other than that, there were other victims from the same sect, and now their bones were collected and buried together.
Everyone has more or less old relatives and friends, and everyone means a tragedy and grief.
As for Guangcheng Mountain as a whole, the biggest impact was the fall of Shitie.
Not counting Xin Dongping and Elder Wang who were cleared, Shi Tie was the most powerful person in Guangcheng Mountain who fell in this catastrophe.
Together with the people who were eroded by Jueyuan, Guangcheng Mountain lost a lot this time, which was quite debilitating.
Fortunately, the successive promotions of Yuan Zhengfeng and Yan Di, as well as the formation of Guangcheng Mountain Guarding the Mountain and the strengthening of the Taiqing Great Formation, made Guangcheng Mountain's overall strength rise instead of decline.
Counterattacking the territories occupied by the Fire Domain and the Wind Domain Great Sun Sect, harvested a lot of resources and also made up for the loss of Guangcheng Mountain.
And their own enemies, the Great Sun Sect and Tianlei Palace, also suffered heavy losses, especially the Great Sun Sacred Sect lost the holy weapon, the Great Sun Hengtian Ruler, so bad that they vomited blood.
The funeral was presided over by Yan Di, who took over as the head of the sect. Yuan Zhengfeng and other high-ranking powerhouses of Guangcheng, who were all promising, sent Shi Tie and others off together for the last time.
The talisman patterns in Yan Di's pupils shone, urging the Taiqing Formation to turn slowly.
During the operation of the large formation, a clear light projected into the distance, forming a light and shadow illusion, as if it was another heaven and earth.
There is a foreign space, completely different from the previous foreign space when Yan Di, Yan Zhaoge and his son fought with Xin Dongping and Yuan Tian.
In this space, there are flashes of water, like a huge lake.
The entire foreign space, the entire small world, seems to be a lake.
Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei, Feng Yunsheng, Sikong Qing, Ying Longtu and other Guangcheng disciples looked solemn.
Song Chao and others who came to watch the ceremony also stared at the world in the lake.
Li Jingwan said softly: "That is the burial place of the disciples of Guangcheng Mountain, Tiansheng Lake..."
Song Chao nodded: "Not bad."
According to the custom of Guangcheng Mountain, when the disciples of the disciples fall, except for the special requirements of the family members of the deceased, such as taking them back to the family for burial, etc., all the corpses that can be collected for burial will be buried in Tianshengling Lake.
After burying the others, the transparent ice coffin filled with stone and iron was carried by Yan Di himself to the world in the lake.
Standing in mid-air above the huge lake, laying the ice coffin flat in front of him, looking at the peaceful face of Shi Tie inside, Yan Di remained silent for a long time.
On Shi Tie's face, there was even a slight smile, a bit of comfort, and a bit of joy.
Yan Di's face sank like water, and his palms ran across the lid of the ice coffin.
At this time, a figure came to Yan Di's side, Yan Di didn't move, he knew who it was.
Fang Zhun's face is still clear and refined, gentle and elegant, but the usual smile on his face has disappeared at this moment, and his eyes are serious.
He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to put his palm on the coffin lid like Yan Di did.
But when his finger was less than an inch away from the ice coffin, Fang Zhun's hand stopped in mid-air, as if he didn't dare to touch it.
Yan Di said softly: "Eldest brother won't blame you, master, me, and others don't have such thoughts."
Fang Zhun's expression remained unchanged, but he stood in mid-air like a statue, without saying a word or moving.
Although the Jueyuan Rebellion had been quelled and Xin Dongping and others had been put to death, from a certain point of view, Fang Zhun felt that he was the real source of the catastrophe.
He was the first to push open the taboo door.
Although he himself closed the door again with great perseverance, making Jiuyou's first attempt to reach out to the shadow of the eight great worlds shrink back again.
But Xin Dongping stepped on his shoulders, followed the track he had walked before, and just took that nightmarish step.
He and Xin Dongping, who is the creator of Jueyuan, sometimes it is really hard to tell.
Fang Zhun looked at the stone and iron in the ice coffin in front of him, and at the disciples of Guangcheng who had fallen into the Tianshengling Lake below, as if more figures appeared in front of him.
From Qingzhe Lake, to the change of Yunwu County in Shazhou, and then to the calamity of Guangcheng.
Fang Zhun already knew about Shi Songtao, so at this moment, there was only silence.
Yan Di said: "Don't go into a dead end, what the big brother wants to see is Guangcheng Wuyou."
Fang Zhun withdrew his hand, nodded slowly, turned and left.
Yan Di took a deep breath, let go of the hands holding on to the ice coffin, and the ice coffin fell downward.
Shi Tie's figure gradually became farther and smaller, and the ice coffin sank into the lake, with waves rippling.
Yan Di watched Shi Tie's face gradually disappearing into the water, without turning his eyes for a moment.
On the top of Qiantian Peak, Yuan Zhengfeng looked sad, looking at the figures of Yan Di and Fang Zhun, and the transparent ice coffin.
The person in the ice coffin is his eldest disciple, the first disciple in his life.
How many years of ups and downs have come together, many things seem to be still yesterday.
"Lion, the master's injury, as the master himself, is very clear. It's hard to say whether he can come out alive if he retreats. I intend to choose you as the new head. Are you willing to take on this burden?"
"Master, Junior Brother Fang and Junior Brother Yan, they are all better than disciples."
"The former is too radical, and the latter is too ostentatious. Although they have gradually become more stable as they grow older, they still need to be tempered if they want to take charge of the Guangcheng sect. Unfortunately, foreign enemies such as the Great Sun Sacred Sect may not give us so much. A lot of time."
"My disciple's character is too stubborn, and I'm afraid it's not the material for the head of the sect. I believe that no matter whether it's Junior Brother Fang or Junior Brother Yan, they will eventually become the mainstay of the sect. Disciple Yulu, but I'm willing to do my best for the sect. Take any position, whenever and wherever, as long as the sect needs disciples, disciples will definitely stand up, it is their duty."
"That's right, your temper is too upright, I'm afraid you will be tricked by Huang Laoman and Shen Baldy, that's all, since you insist on refusing, then let's see 'Qianlong' and 'Invincible', who can win?" Stand out first and take on the heavy responsibility..."
Looking back at the past, Yuan Zhengfeng closed his eyes in pain.
Faced with Huang Guanglie head-on, the Qitian Sheng Yuanzheng Peak who supported Guangcheng Mountain for many years and was famous in the eight great worlds, and Yuanzheng Peak who had stepped into the realm of martial saints that he had dreamed of for many years, seemed extremely weak at this moment.
Seeing this, the elders Zhang Kun and He Ning behind him both sighed.
They had only seen this senior brother Yuan once before, and that was Yuan Zhengfeng's master, after the fall of the West Tower of the Skyscraper Guest Exhibition.
Today, see you again.
"When you need to stand up, you said that you will definitely stand up, and you really do what you say." Yuan Zhengfeng murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "...But, silly boy, you stand up Now, after the waves subside, you should stand back as a teacher!" (To be continued.)