At Nie Wuyou's tomb in the Mizar Sect, Tian Xingzi and Nie Wuyou were buried under the mourning of the Mizar Sect.
In front of the tomb, Zhong Shan knelt with a sorrowful expression. The disciples of the Mizar Sect all knelt and sent Tian Xingzi off.
Tian Xingzi was dead. The Sect Master of the Mizar Sect was dead. The disciples of the sect could all feel the solemnity at this moment.
Tian Sha knelt beside Zhong Shan and looked at the tomb in front of him. His eyes flashed with a trace of confusion and sorrow.
After the funeral, the disciples of the Mizar Sect left one after another. Xuan Xinzi also went to deal with important matters.
However, there were still two people kneeling in front of Tian Xingzi's tomb. They were Zhong Shan and Tian Sha.
On the third day of the funeral, Tian Sha got up gently and looked coldly at Zhong Shan before turning around and leaving. Tian Sha had mourned for three days, but Zhong Shan was still kneeling.
On the fourth day, Xuan Xinzi finished dealing with the important matters of the Mizar Sect and flew to Tian Xingzi's tomb with Gu Hezi. Seeing that Zhong Shan was still kneeling in front of the tomb, the two of them looked at each other and sighed.
"Zhong Shan, the three days of mourning have passed. The dead are gone. Restrain your grief!" Xuan Xinzi said softly.
"I'm mourning for Ling 'er," Zhong Shan said.
Looking at Zhong Shan, who was wearing mourning clothes, Xuan Xinzi sighed and said, "Zhong Shan, Senior Brother once asked me to accept you as my disciple. What do you think?"
He looked up at Xuan Xinzi and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master, but a master for a day is a father for life. Since I've already acknowledged a master, I naturally won't acknowledge you as my master."
Looking at Zhong Shan, Xuan Xinzi nodded. He sighed and said, "It's fine if you don't acknowledge me. If you have any problems in your cultivation, you can come to me at any time."
"Thank you, Master," Zhong Shan said expressionlessly.
In the northern part of the Divine Prefecture, in the Dali Heavenly Dynasty, there was an extremely luxurious palace.
Tian Ling 'er, who was dressed in red, was now as good as new. There was not a single wound on her body.
On a small table in front of him, a small red sparrow was eating a bowl of fiery-red rice.
"Little Red, why do I feel so bad these few days? Why do I suddenly miss my father? "Sky Ling 'er patted the red sparrow's head and asked in confusion.
After being patted on the head, the red sparrow looked at the sky Ling'er and tilted its head before continuing to eat the fiery-red rice.
"All you know is to eat. Hmph, the entire Phoenix Palace is filled with phoenixes. Ice phoenixes, fire phoenixes, blue luans … they are all phoenixes. Why is there a little sparrow like you? Aren't other birds not allowed to go? How can you run around in there? Seriously, all you know is to eat, eat, and eat. It's not like you can talk like other phoenixes. "Tian Ling 'er pouted.
However, the little red sparrow didn't seem to understand Ling 'er's gloominess. It was still eating the rice with a' tut, tut, tut 'sound.
"Mother is dead. Father is in the Kai Yang Sect. I don't know how Xiao Nanzi is now. And, uh, and, why does it seem like there is another important person? Why can't I remember? Seriously, why can't I remember? It should be very important to me. Uh, I can remember a figure with a blade. He is very powerful and protected me. What a headache. Why can't I remember? Uh, Osmanthus Cake? Yes, Osmanthus Cake? Is that person called Osmanthus Cake? "Tian Ling 'er pulled her hair as she tried to recall.
The red sparrow continued to eat the rice as if it did not hear the sky Ling 'er's words.
"I'm so angry. Little fellow, you don't listen to me. You only know how to eat. Hmph, if you don't listen to me, I won't let you eat anymore." Tian Ling 'er patted the red sparrow and shouted.
Heavenly Wolf Island, Tai Dan Sect.
Bao 'er stood at the entrance of a hall of the Tai Dan Sect with three elders. Outside the hall, there were 53 corpses. More than ten disciples of the Tai Dan Sect stood at the side, their faces full of sadness.
"What happened?" Elder Yao Yu asked in a deep voice.
"Elder, it was like this when we came back. They are all dead. Our senior brothers and senior uncles are all dead." A disciple of the Tai Dan Sect immediately said sadly.
"No one dares to bully our Tai Dan Sect. No one dares to kill so many people of our Tai Dan Sect. Sect Master …" An elder clenched his fist and looked at Gan Bao 'er.
Obviously, he was incomparably angry. The Tai Dan Sect's fighting strength was not good, but it did not mean that they could be bullied at will. As long as they sent out an Immortal Gathering Invitation, it was guaranteed that 80% of the sects on the Heavenly Wolf Island would come to help. Even if they sent it to the Divine Great Land, there would be an endless stream of people coming to help, even if they did not know the Tai Dan Sect.
Bao 'er narrowed her eyes and looked at the 53 corpses in front of her. She then said very calmly, "Elder Yao Yu."
"Yes," Elder Yao Yu replied.
"The great formation in the sect is not destroyed. It is very likely that the people inside the sect killed the disciples of the Tai Dan Sect, and the Heaven Earth Mystery Yellow Cauldron was stolen. Do you have any way to find it?" Bao 'er asked in a deep voice.
"The cultivation of the three of us has been blessed by the Heaven Earth Mystery Yellow Cauldron. Each of us has a trace of the cauldron aura. As long as the Heaven Earth Mystery Yellow Cauldron is still on the Heavenly Wolf Island, we will definitely find it," Elder Yao Yu said immediately.
"Good. Try your best to sense the Heaven Earth Mystery Yellow Cauldron. If you feel anything, inform me immediately," Bao 'er said.
"Yes," the three elders replied immediately.
"The dead cannot be resurrected. Bury them first. As for their revenge, we will avenge them," Bao 'er said in a deep and cold voice.
"Yes, Sect Master." More than ten disciples of the Tai Dan Sect immediately bowed and said.
Kai Yang Sect
It was already the seventh day since Tian Xingzi's death.
Zhong Shan also returned to the Waterlistening Pavilion. Regarding his master's death, Zhong Shan's heart was always filled with sadness. Although Tian Xingzi was ruthless to his enemies, he treated his own people very well. Among all the disciples, he took care of Zhong Shan. Perhaps most of this kindness came from Ling 'er, but it was not important to Zhong Shan. Tian Xingzi cared about him very much, but he was already dead.
Sighing softly, Zhong Shan flipped his hand and took out the small mirror.
The small mirror was octagonal, with two sides. Both sides were incomparably smooth. On one side, a large number of small characters were faintly discernible. There were tens of thousands of characters, but they were very, very small.
Ten Thousand Shadows Sky Scripture?
The beginning was the name of the cultivation technique, followed by the content of the cultivation technique. Looking at this cultivation technique, Zhong Shan could not help but take a deep breath.
Twelve levels. It was the same as the Red Luan Heavenly Scripture. It was also a twelve-level cultivation technique. The magical part of this cultivation technique was that it could duplicate. It could duplicate one's own clone, and the clone's strength would be half of one's own. Like a shadow, the clone would appear. However, this clone could only appear for a day at most. After a day, it would turn into a puff of smoke and disappear.
Twelve levels. At the first level, there could be at most two clones, and at the second level, there could be four clones. In other words, with every level up, the clones would double.
Zhong Shan thought about this cultivation technique, and his heart was filled with shock. There was actually such a cultivation technique in the world? Clone? However, there was a flaw. As one practiced the Ten Thousand Shadows Heavenly Scripture, the practitioner's body would slowly become half of a shadow. It would become thinner and thinner, just like Ying Wu Xie. It would become flatter and flatter, until it completely turned into a shadow.
Shadow? Zhong Shan's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. He had a hidden body, which was also a shadow. Would it be special?
The Ten Thousand Shadows Heavenly Scripture described it as extremely difficult to practice, but Zhong Shan still had to give it a try.
The hidden body in the Daikon State quickly sat down cross-legged and practiced according to the description in the Ten Thousand Shadows Heavenly Scripture.
Until dawn the next day, both the real body and the hidden body had their eyes wide open.
This was because in the Daikon State, in the main hall, the hidden body Zhong Shan's body shook, and two identical copies of himself appeared beside him. These two copies had no consciousness and were like clones of the hidden body. They were controlled by the hidden body Zhong Shan as he wished, as if they were an extension of his body. Whatever the clones saw, Zhong Shan could also see.
Under the control of the hidden body, one of the clones held a brush and copied down the Ten Thousand Shadows Heavenly Scripture on the small mirror.
Looking at the Ten Thousand Shadows Heavenly Scripture copied down by the clones, Zhong Shan was a little surprised. He had only used one-tenth of his True Essence to create two identical clones of himself? The clones could disperse on their own, but they could still enter his body and return to the True Essence that had disappeared before.
The two clones quickly rushed into the hidden body and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Eh? Is this cultivation method very difficult? "Zhong Shan muttered to himself, puzzled.
"Dong dong dong" Outside the courtyard of the Waterlistening Pavilion, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Zhong Shan flipped his hand and put away the small mirror. He walked to the door quietly and opened the door.
It was the Clay Bodhisattva. The Clay Bodhisattva was wrapped in a black robe, completely covering himself. Even his face, which was full of pustules, was covered up. If Zhong Shan hadn't seen his figure, he wouldn't have recognized him.
"Senior." Zhong Shan frowned and looked at the Clay Bodhisattva. He thought of his master's instructions before he died.
"Zhong Shan, can we talk?" the Clay Bodhisattva said indifferently.
"Senior, please come this way. Junior will pour a cup of tea." Zhong Shan pointed to the stone table beside the small pond.
"Mm." The Clay Bodhisattva nodded. He slowly walked to the stone table and sat down. Zhong Shan went back to the house and brought a pot of tea.
The two sat down. Zhong Shan poured a cup of tea for the Clay Bodhisattva.
After taking a sip, the Clay Bodhisattva put down the teacup and said, "Tian Xingzi should have told you the purpose of my visit before he died."
"Master only mentioned it briefly and didn't go into detail. Senior, if you have something to say, feel free to say it. "Zhong Shan said.
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