Vermilion Bird Planet, Hengyue Sect.
Back mountain bamboo forest.
Luo Chuan was also led by Zhou Youlong to a tomb, and then looked at the tombstone of Lin Junwan above. The handsome face also showed a look of pain at this moment.
"I didn't expect that in a few hundred years...Vermilion Bird Planet, so many things would happen...Jun Wan, it's brother Luo Chuan who is back."
Luo Chuan slowly raised his right hand and stroked the tombstone in front of him. His eyes were full of pain. He didn't want to see his former friends leave one by one in front of him.
At this moment, the cool touch of Luo Chuan's fingertips just touched the cold tombstone, and a very light, almost transparent, white aura suddenly appeared on the tombstone.
The spiritual light was weak but tenacious, like the obsession of a remnant soul that had been dormant for two hundred years. The moment he felt the familiar breath and touched the blood and soul of Luo Chuan, he finally broke through the blockade of years and slowly woke up.
The originally cloudless bamboo forest in the back mountain suddenly became windless, and the green bamboo leaves rustled down, spreading in front and behind the tombstone, forming a natural outline of the circle.
There is faint spiritual power flowing under the ground. It is not a killing aura, let alone a restraining force, but a photo communication array set up using the essence and blood of one's own soul and hundreds of years of cultivation.
This formation can only be triggered by the close relatives and friends who are most concerned about and recognized by the person who sets it up. Even if others dig three feet into the ground and exhaust their cultivation, there is absolutely no way they can get a glimpse of it.
The next second, the crystal clear light suddenly bloomed, but it was not dazzling. Instead, it was as gentle as the warm spring sun. In the mid-air in front of the tombstone, a slender but tall figure slowly condensed.
The light and shadow gradually became clear, it was a woman wearing a long dress with red bird feathers, her eyebrows were gentle and clear, and her temperament was Lingdong noble.
The forehead is dotted with a red sparrow pattern unique to Vermilion Bird Planet. It is Vermilion Bird Child, Lin Junwan who has been in charge of Vermilion Bird Planet for a hundred years, and his majesty spreads across the star field.
Her appearance remains at the peak of her prime, and her brows and eyes still have the softness and respect that she had when she first met Luo Chuan when she was a teenager.
There is no majesty and coldness when facing the star field monks, only the tenderness and concern that cannot be hidden, as if spanning two hundred years of life and death, he is standing in front of him, looking at Luo Chuan quietly.
There was silence in the bamboo forest, with only the soft sound of falling bamboo leaves.
Li Muwan had already stopped crying. He stared blankly at the shadow in mid-air. Tears welled up again. He covered his mouth and trembled slightly. He choked and whispered, "Jun Wan..."
Luo Chuan stood there, his fingertips still resting on the tombstone, looking at the familiar face in front of him, his eyes that had always been indifferent, turned slightly red at this moment.
The hand holding the fist slowly loosened, and even the intimidating power of the ancestor around him was completely suppressed at this moment, leaving only indescribable sourness and sadness.
This girl who he watched grow up, whom he once regarded as Xixue's stand-in, and who finally developed a complete intelligence and guarded Vermilion Bird Planet and Hengyue Sect alone, had already foreseen that her end was coming, and used her life as a guide to set up this photo array, just to wait for his return.
The phantom of Lin Junwan in mid-air, his eyes gently fell on Luo Chuan, and the corners of his lips slowly raised a smile of relief and a little regret.
Just like in life, he spoke softly, his voice was clear and gentle, and after two hundred years, each word fell clearly in the bamboo forest and fell on the ears of Luo Chuan and Li Muwan.
"Brother Luo Chuan, Master Wanwan, when you see this photo, Jun Wan should be no longer alive."
"I know that the one step of impact is a narrow escape. Vermilion Bird Planet's spiritual power of heaven and earth is no longer enough to support a higher realm. I forcefully break through the realm. I am going against nature. Life and death are fateful. You don't need to feel sad for me."
"I have guarded Vermilion Bird Planet for one hundred and seventy-two years, and guarded Hengyue Sect for one hundred and seventy-two years. I have not lost the face of brother Luo Chuan, I have not failed Master Wanwan's teachings, and I have not lost the prestige of Vermilion Bird Child. In this life, Jun Wan has a clear conscience."
Having said this, Lin Junwan's eyes softened slightly, with deep concern, and he looked straight at Luo Chuan, with a faint watery light in his eyes.
"The only thing I can't worry about is Hengyue Sect."
"I know that the end is approaching, and there are already undercurrents in the sect. Muhei and others are ambitious, colluding with foreign enemies, and flouting the sect's rules. I don't have much time and cannot completely clean up the sect. I can only use my last bit of soul to set up this shadow formation. Only the aura of brother Luo Chuan's soul can trigger it."
"I know that brother Luo Chuan will come back one day."
"Jun Wan doesn't ask for anything else. I just ask that after my brother returns, for the sake of past friendship, he can protect the foundation of the Hengyue Sect and clean up the filth in the sect. Don't let the place we guarded together in the past be completely reduced to a place where evil spirits harbor filth and evil and prey on the weak."
"As for Jun Wan..."
Xuying smiled softly, with relief on his face and eyes, and a hint of unspoken admiration and longing that had been hidden for hundreds of years.
"It is enough for me to be named by my brother Luo Chuan, to be taught by my master, to keep the peace of a star field, and to be able to travel between heaven and earth. Jun Wan This life is enough."
"Brother Luo Chuan, Master Wanwan, please don't miss me. Jun Wan will go first and pray for your safe return in the reincarnation."
As the words fell, the bright white light in the air gradually became thinner, and Lin Junwan's figure became increasingly transparent.
She finally bowed slightly in the direction of Luo Chuan and Li Muwan, just like the obedient and sensible girl who followed them behind, and gave her last salute.
The next second, the light and shadow completely dissipated, and all the bright white spiritual light merged into the tombstone, leaving only a line of faint, newly emerged small words.
"Jun Wan I am lucky to meet Luo Chuan in this life, and I will live up to Heng Yue."
The bamboo forest returned to silence, with only the sound of the wind blowing the bamboo leaves, like a low cry.
Luo Chuan stood in front of the tombstone, not moving for a long time. The hand hanging by his side tightened slightly, and clear tears fell on the ground from the corners of his eyes.
In the next few years, Luo Chuan also stayed in the Hengyue Sect to practice. Now that his cultivation has reached the initial stage of Kongnie, he should take revenge.
After all, Long Panzi of the Cultivation Alliance once launched a mad pursuit of him. Now that he has reached the early stage of Kongnie and possesses the peak strength of Seven-Star Ancient God, it is not difficult to kill Long Panzi.
"Dao Ancient Ye Mo gave me a drop of Ancient God's blood to use against Eight-Star Ancient God..."
Luo Chuan waved his finger forward slightly, and a drop of golden blood appeared in front of him. Then he could clearly feel that this drop of blood was full of majestic energy.
"Dao Ancient Ye Mo... Don't worry, one day I will personally help you kill Palm Sovereign and avenge you."