Ghost King's hair, had actually all turned snow-white.
Qing Long's voice for some reason, suddenly became hoarse and hesitant, even when he heard it, he also doubted if it was actually his own voice,
"Sect... head, are you still well... well?"
Ghost King's lips moved but did not speak, instead he closed his eyes, raised his head slightly and breathed deeply.
YouJi, under the black veil, suddenly said, "Sect head, you must take care of yourself... your body." Speaking till the end, for some reason, she suddenly thought of BiYao, her voice choked.
Ghost King's shoulders trembled slightly but very quickly calmed down, when he opened his eyes again, although the vicissitudes and desolation were still etched on his face but in his eyes, there was already a faint light.
That gaze seemed to have seen through the vicissitudes of the world.
"I look like I've aged a lot!" He actually said that, the corners of his lips moved slightly, a slight smile but in it, it was full of bitterness.
Qing Long and YouJi lowered their heads at the same time, could not bear to look at this man.
Ghost King again, took a deep breath, exhaled the air in his chest, his eyes turned and after a moment, landed on the table beside Qing Long's hand, on that small blue and white urn.
"What is inside is …" he indifferently asked.
Qing Long took a step forward, carried the small urn and passed it to Ghost King, said, "After the great shaman passed away, subordinate made the bold decision to cremate the old man's body, what is in this small urn, is his ashes relic."
Ghost King silently took over the small blue and white urn, both of his hands caressed it for a long time, gently sighed and said, "Although this master did not manage to save Yao but in his dying body, disregarded everything and exhausted his vitality, collected Yao's soul, although in the end he failed at the last moment but he is still our great benefactor."
He once again passed the urn back to Qing Long, said, "Get ready, with our holy sect's heavy gifts, respectfully send the master back to southern border."
Qing Long received the small blue and white urn, nodded and said, "Yes."
Ghost King was silent for a moment, said, "Ghost Li, how is he?"
Qing Long hesitated for a moment, YouJi had already said, "After coming out from the cold stone room, he seemed to have collapsed, lost his soul, stumbled back to his room and never came out again." Speaking till here, she paused, quietly said, "Until today, it has been three days."
Ghost King's face was bleak, slowly put his hands behind his back, after a long while quietly recited, "Ten years of heartache, one night in my heart! Sigh, let's go and see him. "
After saying that, he slowly walked away with his hands clasped behind his back. Qing Long and YouJi looked at each other and silently followed behind him.
Looking from behind, Ghost King had a head of white hair, his figure was strangely desolate.
Ghost Li's room was quite far from Ghost King's room, but very close to Bilu's room. This was because Ghost King was not willing to be sadder and so left his daughter's room, and if Ghost Li was in Majestic Fox Mountain, he would visit Bilu almost every day.
When the three of them passed through the tunnel and gradually neared Ghost Li's room, Qing Long and YouJi who were walking behind clearly discovered something strange with Ghost King's body, not knowing if it was because this place was close to that heartache place again.
But both of them, did not say a word.
Finally, they came to the lonely stone door, Ghost Li's room, there was no one around, he had always liked to be alone. Just that outside his door, far away stood a Ghost King sect disciple.
Ghost King walked up, opened the door and walked in, then was stunned. Qing Long and YouJi also felt something was wrong, walked in and saw the room was empty, not only Ghost Li was nowhere to be seen, even Xiao Hui was nowhere to be seen. The furnishings in the room were as usual, not a single trace of being used, only that bed, looked messy.
Qing Long frowned, turned and called out, that Ghost King sect disciple hurriedly ran in, knelt down in front of Ghost King and saluted, "Greetings sect head!"
Ghost King turned and looked, Qing Long beside him softly said, "Other than handling the sect affairs these few days, subordinate has been waiting outside sect head's door, as for this place, let these disciples guard it well."
Ghost King nodded slightly, turned and spoke to that disciple, "Where is vice sect head?"
That Ghost King sect disciple was obviously in awe of Ghost King, even his voice was slightly trembling, said, "Reporting, reporting to sect head, vice sect head had shut himself in the room for three days and three nights, there was no movement at all. Just as I was worrying, this morning, he suddenly walked out with that grey-furred monkey and left this place. "
Ghost King was stunned, Qing Long frowned and said, "Where did he go?"
That disciple lowered his head and said, "Disciple had been following vice sect head, saw him walking out of the mountain and then flew away, disciple saw his expression and appearance, it was very scary, disciple did not dare to go up to ask and could only come back here to wait …"
Anger flashed across Qing Long's face, Ghost King suddenly exclaimed, walked a few steps forward, picked up a sealed letter from the bedside, took a look and passed it to Qing Long, said, "It's for you."
Qing Long was stunned, took a look, it was indeed written for him, puzzled, glanced at Ghost King. But Ghost King was expressionless, looking elsewhere, Qing Long frowned, tore open the seal and read the letter once.
The letter was not long, he quickly finished reading it, just that his face suddenly looked a little gloomy, quietly said, "Sect head."
Ghost King indifferently said, "What is it?"
Qing Long said, "In the letter, he requested me to make a tough trip, to send this great shaman's ashes back to the southern border Miao Tribe Seven Mile Cave."
Ghost King slowly shook his head, suddenly sighed and said, "Forget it, forget it!"
Qing Long was stunned, Ghost King instead turned to that Ghost King sect disciple and said, "You can leave."
That person, as if granted amnesty, heavily kowtowed three times and hurriedly retreated.
Qing Long looked at Ghost King, said, "Sect head, that Ghost Li …"
Ghost King glanced at the empty room, his eyes filled with desolation, after a long time he turned around, without calling out to Qing Long YouJi, he only walked away quietly, from his back figure, a faint low and deep voice was heard:
"All heart-broken people ah …"
Southern border, FenXiang Valley.
This Good Faction big sect which had been undergoing unforeseen events for the past few days, today there was another shocking news, instantly spread throughout the entire valley. From the depths of FenXiang Valley, "Tian Xiang Residence" seven beats of the Sky Drum, resounding far and near, indicating that FenXiang Valley valley master Yun YiLan who had been in seclusion for a long time, would come out today.
All of the FenXiang Valley disciples returned to their positions, no one dared to be negligent, in FenXiang Valley main hall, "Shan He Hall", ShangGuan Ce, LuShun and the rest of the disciples lined up behind, lined up in front of the hall, patiently waiting.
Among the crowd, the most eye-catching was a girl standing beside LuShun, it was YanHong. Ever since that night when the nine-tailed celestial fox escaped from the Inferno Altar, ShangGuan Ce in the chaos still recognised YanHong as an imposter, after which it was proven that it was Evil Sect HeHuan Sect Jin PingEr in disguise but the real YanHong was only discovered three days ago in the cellar of a house in FenXiang Valley.
This was naturally that day when Jin PingEr used a strange spell to subdue YanHong and hid her in such a place. These few days, the entire FenXiang Valley came out in full force, searched all the big and small hills nearby but they did not notice the house in the valley. This was because three days ago a male disciple, because the valley lacked a herb, went down to the cellar to search and then found YanHong, if not who knows how long this poor girl would have to wait in that cellar.
Just that these few days of torture, YanHong clearly looked more haggard but right now the crowd did not have the mood to pay attention to her, all of their eyes were on the main hall's side door, according to the usual practice, Yun YiLan who was out of seclusion would walk out from there to meet the crowd.
ShangGuan Ce who was standing in front of the crowd was still dressed in black, his expression calm, just that deep in his eyes which no one could detect, his eyes indistinctly flickered with a strange glint.
To him, for the past few years, this senior brother Yun YiLan every time they met, there was always a screen between them and when he spoke, he sounded even more weak and in recent days he seemed to be getting older, initially he also did not dare to believe but recently, he gradually believed in his heart, this senior brother who had always been above him, was really not going to make it.
Unexpectedly today TianXiang Restaurant's drum like thunder, shook him to the ground, Yun YiLan was out of seclusion!
Could it be that he was really in seclusion practising spells and not trying to hide something?
ShangGuan Ce's heart was in a mess, extremely perturbed.
And behind ShangGuan Ce, LiXun who was standing in front of the younger generation disciples, could not hide the excitement in his eyes. All along, he was Yun YiLan's proudest disciple, in FenXiang Valley he was even more so the Heaven's pride. Just that a few years ago Yun YiLan suddenly went into seclusion, without any warning, and from then on did not meet with the rest.
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