The whole sect has been reborn

Chapter 41 The red sun is still in the sky
"Bang!"

The group of people threw a long sword in front of Ling Junqian, looked at the Wuji sect people who were in a state of embarrassment, and then sneered.

"Ling Junqian, if you are sensible, use this sword to kill yourself. If you put your head in front of me, I will not kill you disciples for the time being."

"If you still resist..."

Those masked people cooperated very well when they mentioned Zhong Kelian and others who had fainted, and all those extremely sharp weapons were aimed at his disciples.

Ling Junqian raised his eyes to look at his disciples, and then at those high-ranking monks who seemed to block out the sky, feeling dizzy for a moment.

This bright world, the Jinyuan Great World with billions of monks, can't accommodate the mere eight of them from the Wuji Sect.It was clearly still daytime, but Ling Junqian couldn't see a ray of sunshine.

Ling Junqian was brought up by his master with great pains, and he has been working tirelessly to realize his master's wish to carry forward the Wuji sect.Moreover, he really respects and loves the Wuji Sect from the bottom of his heart, a sect that has never seen its prosperity with his own eyes.

He loves this sect and is willing to do everything for him.However, he loves these seven disciples more.Although they have different temperaments, and even though they would "deceive the master and destroy the ancestors" in a small way on weekdays, this is the unique way of getting along between their master and apprentice.

He naturally didn't want his disciples to die.Although they don't know what will happen in the future, at least for now, they can't die.

As for Ling Junqian himself, as the head of a sect, if he does not die, the backbone of this sect will not be broken, so these people in front of him will definitely not spare his life.Fortunately, the disciples have their own unique skills, even if it is just to squeeze their talents, the disciples can still survive.

In fact, if you can live well, who would want to die?Ling Junqian didn't want to die, but he must die today.

Bending down to pick up the ordinary spirit sword, Ling Junqian put it on his neck.

Zhu Fu, who was surrounded by a large group of monks in the distance, looked at this scene with tearing eyes. All Ling Junqian's movements seemed to be in slow motion for her, showing frame by frame in her blood-red pupils.

"Master! Master——"

"do not--"

Zhu Fu had never been so angry before. Her pupils turned blood red instantly due to her intense anger, and streams of blood and tears kept dripping from her eyes, staining the exclusive clothes of the Wuji Sect on her body red.

The demonic blood in her body kept evaporating at this moment, causing her whole body to be plunged into a blood-red mist, and the veins on her body kept stretching, like ugly centipedes, tangled on Zhu Fu's originally beautiful face.

"Oops! I can't stop her!"

"Her eyes are red! She is a demon!"

"Come and help!"

More and more immortal cultivators and demon cultivators rushed forward, holding Zhu Fu tightly.Zhu Fu's whole body was covered by a pile of people, only a pair of eyes were exposed, staring at Ling Junqian's position persistently, trying to make this man who single-handedly raised her up and taught her etiquette and morality to change his mind.

"Master! We won't promise you to die! You can't die! Run away—"

When the Wuji Sect was not yet strong, Ling Junqian was best at taking the lead in running away, but at this time, the monk who had always been proud of running fast had never had the intention of running away.Obviously, if he was the only one, Ling Junqian could escape. After all, Ling Junqian is the most talented monk of their Wuji Sect!

Looking at the little disciple struggling endlessly, Ling Junqian smiled slightly.

"The thing I am most proud of in my life is that I have seven of you as disciples..."

Under the constant urging of the other party, Ling Junqian opened his mouth and expressed his last wish to Zhu Fu, who was struggling and writhing crazily but was controlled by more and more people.Then he slashed at his own neck with the spirit sword in his hand.

Because of the protection mechanism of the human body, although Ling Junqian was determined, the hand that chopped off his neck still trembled a little, so that the wound surface of the severed head was a bit uneven.Even though he was already a high-ranking monk, Ling Junqian couldn't survive with such an injury to his head.

Zhu Fu stared at Ling Junqian's self-defeating movements, every small movement was firmly engraved in her mind, and she wanted to remember the profoundness of a lifetime.

When the male cultivator who had always been careless cut off his head peacefully, it seemed that something gushed out of Zhu Fu's heart in an instant, and at the same time, some hot liquid oozed from her seven orifices.

Zhu Fu stared at the place where Ling Junqian fell, and she remembered the last sentence Ling Junqian said just before committing suicide.

"Xiaoqi, don't look..."

It was the last bit of tenderness that a master who loves his disciples can give in desperation.

don't look.

But how could she not read it?The person who died was the best relative in her life, her master——

A moment later, when those worried enemies carefully checked that Ling Junqian was indeed dead, a heart-piercing cry of pain suddenly exploded over the Wuji Sect!

"Master—"

After the sound, Zhu Fu's throat was already torn.

The cries of pain that seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of her soul made the monk who was suppressing her tremble uncontrollably, and then, the suppression became even tighter.

At this time, among the high-ranking group of people, a slender and weak figure glanced at Zhu Fu, who was in pain, and "kindly" gave a suggestion.

"That person has seen everything, so he is definitely not willing to use it for us. I heard that she came out of the Demon Abyss, why not destroy her cultivation and let her go back to the Demon Abyss, after all, it is her hometown. "

"That's a good idea!"

"As expected of a junior uncle, he is truly compassionate."

"Yeah yeah……"

Even if everyone knows that the demons in the Demon Abyss have been cleaned up a long time ago, that female cultivator named Zhu Fu has been abolished and she is an ordinary person. In such an empty place, there is no drinking water and sunshine , How long can you live?

But no one is willing to consider this issue for a defeated general.Some high-ranking monks even took the initiative to curry favor with the gentle-voiced little uncle, who not only abolished Zhu Fu's dantian Yuanying, but even abolished her Zifu, cutting off her tendons and hamstrings.

Then, such a worthless useless person was thrown into the bottomless abyss of darkness.

As for Zhu Fu, except for trembling when Dantian Zifu was abolished, the rest did not respond.When she was dragged away, she just stared persistently at Ling Junqian's body lying on the ground, blood and tears were raging on her face, but they couldn't stop the continuous pain in her heart.

Her master...

That master, who was so particular about the many oily spots on his clothes, would yell at him. At this moment, his head was taken away at will, and his body was thrown on the ground without dignity, and even Trample at will.

The snow-white clothes were gradually stained with dust and dirt, and the dazzling red sun was gradually sinking into the dust...

"Do you know what the red sun on our Wuji Sect uniform represents?"

"I don't know. Isn't it just an embellishment on the clothes?"

"Stupid! That means that we of the Wuji Sect must have a red heart towards the sun in this life! We of the Wuji Sect must be like the sun hanging forever in the sky and illuminating all things in this life, and be upright and magnanimous—"

In the red sun when the dirt covered Master's body, Zhu Fu finally couldn't help blinking. The moment he closed his eyes, a tear of blood slowly fell into the dust, and then was quickly wrapped by the mud and merged into the ground.

It was terrible to hear the low-toned laughter of these monks.After killing people and destroying the sect, they can continue to smile with peace of mind.

Master, the red sun is still shining in the sky today, but the world is full of monsters, and my whole body is cold...

"Master..."

(End of this chapter)