Taiqing Island.
Xiao Nanfeng rushed back as quickly as possible.
At this moment, not only Xiao Nanfeng, but also the elders of the yellow vein got the news one by one, and also rushed back quickly.
"Elder Xiao"
As soon as they arrived at the mountain gate, Taiqing disciples greeted them.
"Where is my uncle?"
Xiao Nanfeng asked.
"In the Huangxian Temple"
Xiao Nanfeng stepped straight towards a mountain peak, which was the main peak of the Yellow Vein, the mountain was lush and vigorous, and there was a large hall on the top of the mountain, the hall was called "Huangxian Hall"
In the square in front of the hall, a large number of Taiqing disciples had already gathered.
At this moment, Xiao Nanfeng was extremely uneasy, and he rushed into the Huangxian Hall with an arrow.
In the Huangxian Hall, there was a coffin, and at the mouth of the coffin, stood Zhao Yuanjiao, Ye Sanshui and others.
"South Wind, you're back"
Zhao Yuanjiao sighed.
"King Xiao, the pulse master has already entered the coffin."
Ye Sanshui looked sad.
Xiao Nanfeng stepped forward, but saw Hong Lie's face in the coffin was sallow, lying motionless, and there was no breath.
"Impossible, Uncle, Xiang Pojun is not your opponent at all, how could you have anything to do?"
Xiao Nanfeng said extremely uncomfortable.
He quickly went to check on Hong Lie, but at this moment, Hong Lie's body was lifeless, and even his eyebrows were empty, as if he didn't even have soul power.
This is a corpse, and this corpse is exhausted and seems to be extremely decayed.
"South wind, mourn"
Zhao Yuanjiao sighed.
"Senior brother, you have the Xuanyi Guard to monitor the world, have you received any news? Xiang Pojun knew that he was defeated by his uncle, so why did he challenge his uncle? Also, how did my uncle die?"
Xiao Nanfeng asked eagerly.
Zhao Yuanjiao shook his head: "I don't know anything now."
Xiao Nanfeng clenched his fists and his eyes were full of evil energy.
At this moment, there was another noise outside the hall.
"Pulse Lord, the Tianshu Emperor is here"
A disciple of the mysterious vein rushed into the hall to report.
Suddenly, a group of Taiqing disciples hurriedly walked out of the hall to greet them.
"Welcome to Elder Nalan"
Many Taiqing disciples shouted respectfully.
The man was burly, with a broad face, a golden mole on his forehead, and his whole body exuded a great majestic aura.
As soon as the man entered the hall, he looked at the coffin, and when he saw the corpse in the coffin, the man's expression suddenly became cold and piercing.
"Xiang Pojun? You are looking for death."
The man's whole body exuded a monstrous murderous aura.
"Elder Nalan, please make the decision for the vein master."
The elders of the yellow vein showed grief and bowed to the man.
"Nalan Qiankun? The Yellow Vein Pulse Lord is dead, will you only come back with a clone?"
Zhao Yuanjiao suddenly questioned.
In the main hall, everyone looked at Zhao Yuanjiao in surprise, not understanding why Zhao Yuanjiao questioned the Tianshu Emperor.
Nalan Qiankun glanced at Zhao Yuanjiao and said coldly: "What do you want to say?"
"Hong Lie helped you pacify the Wushen Marquis's fief, and then unfortunately fell.
He is your senior brother and your vein master, your body should be able to come out of the Demon Emperor's secret realm at any time, right?" Hong Lie is dead, you only have a clone? Are you not taking it seriously?"
Zhao Yuanjiao said coldly.
Nalan Qiankun looked at Zhao Yuanjiao coldly and did not explain.
The hall was quiet, some people thought Zhao Yuanjiao had made a big fuss, but some people were thoughtful.
At this moment, Hong Lie's body in the coffin suddenly glowed with golden light.
"Uncle?"
Xiao Nanfeng suddenly shouted in surprise.
Everyone in the hall also widened their eyes, showing an incredulous look, could it be that Hong Lie was not dead? Nalan Qiankun also showed a look of surprise, and saw that Hong Lie really slowly opened his eyes.
Moreover, the body floated out of the coffin.
"Pulse Master, are you okay?"
Countless yellow vein disciples said ecstatically.
Only the expressions of Xiao Nanfeng, Zhao Yuanjiao, and Nalan Qiankun slowly became heavy.
"This is a reflection of the light, because the Honglie Vein Lord is an immortal, he can maintain his true spirit for a period of time, his soul is shattered, and he is dead."
Zhao Yuanjiao explained with an ugly face.
"What?"
Everyone's faces changed.
"Uncle, the south wind is late"
Xiao Nanfeng showed a hint of discomfort.
Hong Lie looked at Nalan Qiankun, and then at Xiao Nanfeng, as if he was reflecting back, looking nosstalgically at the person he cared about most in this world.
"Senior brother, my main body, took Kujiang, Han Bingdie and the others into the secret realm of the Demon Emperor, and at this moment they entered the quagmire of the Demon Emperor, and they couldn't get out of it for the time being."
Nalan Qiankun opened his mouth to explain.
"Uncle, who killed you? I don't believe it's only Xiang Pojun, who else?"
Xiao Nanfeng said with a lot of anger in his chest.
Hong Lie looked at Xiao Nanfeng and Nalan Qiankun again before slowly speaking: "Nalan Qiankun, do you still remember two hundred years ago, after the catastrophe of the Taiqing Immortal Sect.
Did I, you, and Xiao Hongye make an oath when we supported the Yellow Vein of the Taiqing Immortal Sect together?"
Nalan Qiankun's eyes flashed with a look of discomfort, and he nodded: "The three of us swear to defend the Taiqing Yellow Vein to the death, and we swear not to do anything that is detrimental to the Yellow Vein, the Yellow Vein is here, the Yellow Vein is extinguished, we are dead"
"I hope you will never forget this vow."
There was a hint of sadness in Hong Lie's expression.
Nalan Qiankun's eyes were slightly red, and he nodded: "Junior brother will always remember, never forget it."
Hong Lie slowly took off his storage ring and handed it to Nalan Qiankun.
"In this ring, there is something you want.
I'm leaving, there's nothing left for you.
Leave this to you."
Hong Lie said.
"Senior brother"
Nalan Qiankun's eyes flashed with a look of pain.
"Take it, remember what you just said."
Hong Lie said.
Nalan Qiankun sighed and took the storage ring.
At this time, Hong Lie looked at Xiao Nanfeng: "Nan Feng, come here."
"Uncle"
Xiao Nanfeng walked closer, his eyes covered with red threads.
Hong Lie patted Xiao Nanfeng on the shoulder and smiled bitterly: "What I promised you, it seems that I can't do it.
Don't blame me."
Hong Lie had promised Xiao Nanfeng that when he cleared out the chaotic army in the Wushen Hou fief, he would take Xiao Nanfeng to the Demon Emperor's secret realm to seek creation, but now, he obviously couldn't do it.
"I won't blame Uncle, I don't care about the creation of the Demon Emperor's secret realm at all.
Uncle, do you have any last wishes that you need me to do?"
Xiao Nanfeng's eyes were full of sadness.
"Yes, you have to help me do it."
Hong Lie said.
"Uncle, you say"
Xiao Nanfeng said immediately.
"I want you to inherit my position and be the Lord of the Yellow Veins from now on."
Hong Lie stared at Xiao Nanfeng and said solemnly.
"What?"
Xiao Nanfeng was surprised.
Nalan Qiankun also frowned slightly, and in the hall, countless Taiqing disciples showed surprise.
"Are you willing to fulfill my last wish?"
Hong Lie pinched Xiao Nanfeng's shoulder, his eyes full of concern.
"I promise you, Master"
Xiao Nanfeng nodded.
"Okay!
This is the Yellow Vein Order, I will personally pass the throne, but without the consent of the Sect Master and other Pulse Masters, as long as most of the Yellow Vein disciples do not oppose you, from today onwards, you will be the Yellow Vein Master."
Hong Lie said solemnly.
Xiao Nanfeng took the yellow vein order, and his expression was complicated: "Yes, uncle.
No, Master."
Calling Hong Lie uncle is because of the relationship between the bitter river and the bitter river.
Calling Hong Lie his uncle is his father's relationship.
Hong Lie patted Xiao Nanfeng on the shoulder and looked at the countless elders of Huang Mai again.
"From today onwards, Xiao Nanfeng is the master of the Yellow Vein, and there are those who are dissatisfied, if they are brought forward now, if no one objects, then from now on, we should abide by the rules of the Taiqing Immortal Sect and respect the order of the Lord."
Hong Lie said.
"Meet the Pulse Lord"
Ye Sanshui, Ye Dafu and others shouted one after another.
Most of the disciples of the Yellow Vein followed Xiao Nanfeng out to fight, and they had already been extremely convinced of Xiao Nanfeng, so naturally no one objected.
A few elders looked at Nalan Qiankun, and seeing that Nalan Qiankun had no objection, they all bowed to Xiao Nanfeng: "Meet the pulse master"
Nalan Qiankun didn't speak, nor did he object, he just looked at Xiao Nanfeng with a complicated expression.
"Master, now, is there any way to save you?"
Xiao Nanfeng still asked Honglie unwillingly.
Hong Lie looked at Xiao Nanfeng and shook his head: "Nanfeng, don't do it in vain, my soul is broken, my true spirit will be scattered, and I will be powerless to return to heaven.
When it comes to you, you have to firmly believe that your father will definitely come back.
He is the ultimate genius of my Taiqing Immortal Sect, if there is no Taiqing catastrophe, his talent can be taught by Taiqing.
He will definitely come back, definitely."
As he spoke, Hong Lie's body was actually turning into golden smoke, dissipating and dissipating.
"Master"
Xiao Nanfeng anxiously grabbed Hong Lie.
However, for some reason, Hong Lie's body was completely smoked, and he couldn't catch anything at all.
"Senior brother"
Nalan Qiankun also grabbed it in the air.
However, he also had a free time.
In the blink of an eye, only a burst of golden smoke was left on Hong Lie's body.
Xiao Nanfeng felt a burst of grief in his heart, and bowed solemnly to the golden smoke: "Send off Master"
"Respectfully send off the pulse master"
All the yellow vein disciples bowed solemnly, and they all showed sad expressions.
In the end, the golden smoke completely dissipated, leaving only Hong Lie's set of clothes to fall.
Nalan Qiankun also bowed slightly to Hong Lie, who had disappeared.
Xiao Nanfeng personally packed up Hong Lie's clothes, put them in the coffin, and then covered the coffin.
In the next few days, the disciples of the Taiqing Immortal Sect returned one after another, especially the yellow vein disciples, who came back to see Hong Lie off.
Seven days later, Hong Lie's coffin was officially buried.
After being buried, Nalan Qiankun left Taiqing Island.
Xiao Nanfeng became the master of the yellow veins, these days, Ye Sanshui and others were busy.
Two days later, Xiao Nanfeng held a wine glass alone and spilled the wine on the ground in front of Hong Lie's tomb.
"Master, don't worry, I will avenge your revenge, no matter who it is.
I want him to pay for it."
A fierce look flashed in Xiao Nanfeng's eyes.
At this time, Zhao Yuanjiao suddenly appeared beside Xiao Nanfeng.
"Senior brother, what did you find? That day, you deliberately targeted Nalan Qiankun in the Huangxian Hall, why?"
Xiao Nanfeng asked.
"Hong Lie's death, Xiang Pojun is one aspect, but there should be other murderers."
Zhao Yuanjiao said in a deep voice.
"I think so too.
Xiang Pojun was not the opponent of the master last time, how could he kill the master this time? Even let the master uncle not even have time to escape? Someone must have secretly assassinated Master during the battle between Master and Xiang Pojun.
Senior brother, if you have any opinions, just say it, I can restrain my anger."
Xiao Nanfeng looked at Zhao Yuanjiao.
Zhao Yuanjiao pondered for a while and said: "I guess Nalan Qiankun may know who the other murderer is, but he just won't say it."
"Oh?"
Xiao Nanfeng looked at Zhao Yuanjiao.
It was for this reason that Zhao Yuanjiao spoke more aggressively to Nalan Qiankun at that time? "Hong Lie finally turned into golden mist and dispersed, burning his flesh because he didn't want people to investigate the cause of his death anymore.
Perhaps, he also knows who the other murderer is."
Zhao Yuanjiao said.
"Master knows too?"
Xiao Nanfeng wondered.
"I checked before and found that there were three blood holes on the back of Hong Lie's body, I don't know if you remember?"
Zhao Yuanjiao said.
"Not bad."
"Your mother was assassinated back then, and there were three blood holes behind her head."
Zhao Yuanjiao said.
"What?"
Xiao Nanfeng's face suddenly changed.
"Why did your parents leave you behind and then leave in a hurry? You must have heard some rumors.
I was going to find an opportunity to tell you, I flipped through the records of Xuanyiwei and saw a message, your mother was assassinated back then, it looked like she was dead, your father took your mother away, saying that he begged for your mother's life, I don't know if your mother is dead or alive now, but the mark of your mother's assassination at the beginning is exactly the same as the blood hole behind Hong Lie's head."
Zhao Yuanjiao said.
Xiao Nanfeng's eyelids jumped wildly, he clenched his fists and said: "You mean, that assassin is most likely from the Tianshu Imperial Dynasty? And this person, Nalan Qiankun also knows, and even protects this person?"
Zhao Yuanjiao nodded: "The Tianshu Dynasty has become very dangerous, even Hong Lie was assassinated and killed, I always feel a little bad.
Hong Lie may have discovered the conspiracy before he died, he deliberately promoted you as the master of the yellow vein, not to achieve you, but to protect you."
Xiao Nanfeng felt a great crisis, and at the same time, a monstrous anger was born in his heart.