Lin Fei ruffled his hair, but just smiled and did not express any opinions on what he said.
You walk your own path.
Zhang Xiaoling Dao heart is as strong as Panshi, clear and transparent, so why should we control it?
The figures of the two disappeared instantly, and when they reappeared, they were already at Mount Qingcheng.
The night is already dark, but Qingcheng Daoist Sect is still brightly lit and full of cries.
The air was filled with the smell of burning paper money, and there was smoke everywhere.
"Junior brother Zhang, you have a good journey! Senior brother also knows that Ao Han was ruthless, and you must have lost your soul, but I still have to burn this stick of incense for you. Just like the master said, in matters of life and death, everyone should show the greatest respect..."
"Xiaoling, you promised to let Master live longer and watch you grow up. My life is getting longer, so why did you leave just as you said you would?"
"Junior brother Zhang, it's the senior sister who is incompetent and can't avenge you, wuwu..."
Next to the newly erected cenotaph in the back mountain, there was a smoky scene. Everyone was burning paper money to mourn Zhang Xiaoling.
When Zhang Xiaoling saw this scene, his eyes immediately became red and tears rolled down his cheeks.
"Ye Qiu, look who's here?" Lin Fei suddenly said.
When everyone heard the words, they immediately turned their heads.
The moment they saw Zhang Xiaoling, everyone was stunned!
Each one of them thought about all the sad things in the past, and when his eyes were dim with tears, he opened his mouth wide and looked like he had seen a ghost, which looked a bit funny.
"Master! I'm back!" Zhang Xiaoling burst into tears on the spot and threw himself directly at Ye Qiu.
However, Ye Qiu cried harder, but did not reach out to hug the child.
Zhang Xiaoling people are stupid.
No, were you still thinking about me just now? Why did I run in front of you and you didn't react at all?
"Heavenly Venerable, is this an illusion you fabricated, right?" Ye Qiu let out a long sigh, wiped away the tears on his old face, and said with a bitter smile, "Heavenly Venerable understands his good intentions, but -"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoling was so angry that he pulled at his beard. "Damn old man, I'm still alive!"
Ye Qiu's heavy emotions collapsed immediately, and he shouted "Ouch": "Take it easy, it hurts--"
He was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened suddenly, and he touched Zhang Xiaoling's face and skeleton in surprise. "Is this an illusion? Are you the real Zhang Xiaoling?!"
Ye Qiu looked at Lin Fei and asked immediately, "Heavenly Venerable, what on earth is going on?"
Lin Fei smiled slightly and explained briefly, "Zhang Xiaoling has two immortal souls in his body. Ao Han removed the immortal soul. His human soul was left behind, presumably because he coveted his body. Spirit Transformation tong."
Ye Qiu reacted instantly and was overjoyed. "In other words, Heavenly Venerable killed Ao Han and took back this naughty kid's soul from him?"
Lin Fei nodded and continued, "I used lotus roots to create a golden body for Zhang Xiaoling."
Ye Qiu reacted immediately and looked at the disciples eagerly. "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you thank Heavenly Venerable?"
Seeing that everyone was about to kneel down and worship, Lin Fei waved his hand and interrupted, "No need, just do it casually."
Despite this, everyone sincerely thanked Lin Fei again and again, and asked Lin Fei to stay.
Lin Fei declined their kindness and disappeared from the spot.
And Zhang Xiaoling did not stay at Mount Qingcheng for long, and quickly went down the mountain to find Little Pudding, preparing to give her and her grandma a surprise.
"They must have heard that I died, they are so sad!"
Lin Fei returned to the Wuming Palace, took Ji Yaoguang in his arms, and they both fell on the bed.
"Where is Zhang Xiaoling?" Ji Yaoguang asked.
"I reshaped him Lotus Root Golden Body and returned to Mount Qingcheng." Lin Fei said with a smile.
Ji Yaoguang took his arm and asked softly, "Then do you still want to pretend to be this Wuming?"
Lin Fei pinched her nose and asked with a smile, "Why not?"
Ji Yaoguang was also amused. "Are you addicted to role-playing?"
"Don't blame me, blame life for being too boring." Lin Fei responded lazily, "Besides, Heavenly Demon Divine Palace's matter is not over yet. Although Mo Yunhan who instigated Heavenly Demon Palace to plunder the Huaxia Cultivation world is dead, this rule still overrides Huaxia's Cultivation Jie head."
Huaxia Cultivation World...
There are too many orthodox traditions that are inextricably related to Lin Fei.
For example, Sword Emperor Jiang Liuyun left Sword Sect, Lady Yunhua left Yunhua Palace, Mysterious Lady of the Nine Heavens left Nine Heavens Immortal Abode, Guangchengzi left Heavenly Origin Sword Pavilion...
Among these founders of the Daoist tradition, there are their own students and disciples, their own maids and subordinates, and even old friends whom they have not seen for many years.
We have a lot of friendships, and they are all genuine "relationships", so there is nothing wrong with taking care of them.
"Then what are you going to do?" Ji Yaoguang asked curiously.
"Let's talk tomorrow. Now I want to eat something more." Lin Fei said with a half-smile.
"What to eat? I'll have someone prepare it for you." Ji Yaoguang didn't understand what he meant.
"Eat..."
As Lin Fei said, he gently untied the tie on Ji Yaoguang's slender willow waist, and gently bit her round and white earlobe, "You."
On the jade-inlaid carved lantern on the crescent moon, the mandarin duck embroidery is turned into a red wave.
On the morning of the next day, Demon Palace fell into an atmosphere full of doubts.
First, people from Black Wind Society Second Squad discovered that Mo Yunhan and Mo Qingdi were missing; then news came out that Ao Han and the entire Black Wind Society Third Squad had disappeared.
Because of their strength, no one thought that they were all killed. They just wondered what they were doing in such a large-scale silent operation.
Under the arrangement of Lin Fei, Jiang Qingyue discovered Heavenly Demon Mystic Light Mirror "by chance".
The appearance of such a treasure naturally caused a sensation. Wang Ping immediately urged him to see where these people were.
However, after Jiang Qingyue tried it, his expression suddenly changed, and Heavenly Demon Mystic Light Mirror even fell to the ground in his hand. That is to say, its material was extraordinary, and if it were an ordinary mirror, it would have shattered on the spot.
Wang Ping saw that he had such a big reaction, Dang even panicked a little and couldn't help but asked, "Sixth Young Master, what's going on?!"
Jiang Qingyue turned pale and said with a trembling voice, "Dead... dead..."
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed and they were in an uproar.
"Sixth Young Master, please tell me clearly - who is dead?!" Wang Ping was so panicked.
"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, Zhao Xuanqing and Mo Qingdi, and even the entire Black Wind Society Third Squad, all of these disappeared people..." Jiang Qingyue swallowed, "Dead!"
Boom!
The entire audience was in a state of shock and found it difficult to accept this fact.
"Wang Ping, contact the fourth senior brother to take charge of the overall situation and convene a meeting as soon as possible!" Jiang Qingyue gritted his teeth and said.