Gods will go crazy if they stay for a long time

Du Yan, four of them and one dog, have been going through this for ten years, with both joy and sorrow.

I have seen the hospitable customs of the Snow Country, the unusual wisdom of wild beasts, the death of people, and the rebirth of hope.

They have all achieved great success in their practice, and everyone has become mature and steady. Even Huahua has become a demon, inherited the bloodline of Tengu, and became a practitioner in the middle stage of Qi training.

"It's time for us to go back." Bai Chen's appearance has not changed even after ten years of vicissitudes, and he is still so handsome.

"I don't know what's going on with our sect. We cut off all contact when we came out." Ancheng laughed, missing the fun and fun in the sect.

"I'm also curious. I don't know if they will be shocked by us if we go back suddenly." Tu Feng said in Ancheng's words. Their relationship has become more and more stable in the past ten years.

Only Du Yan was silent on the side, and she was the only one who knew that the sect's situation was not good.

Du Yan looked up at the cloudless sky, and the world of cultivation had changed.

According to the system mission, she was reminded that Wang Qing died and the great elder of Qingyan Sect fell. Although the system mission was completed, Du Yan was not happy at all. Du Yan looked at Tu Feng and An Cheng who were talking and laughing.

There was nothing she could do now, and there was very little she could do.

It's not like she hasn't resisted in the past ten years, it also proved that the director of the Quick Travel Bureau is more powerful than she imagined, and also more difficult than she imagined.

The last time, success or failure.

This time Bai Chen took out a huge flying magic weapon, the paper kite.

The kite grew bigger and bigger, and it was more than enough to carry ten people.

Paper kites soared in the sky, and the scenery below quickly passed before my eyes.

Huahua lay on the wings of the paper kite and looked at the busy people below.This is Huahua's first real high-altitude flight.

Huahua has transformed into a human being and now looks like a 12-year-old boy.Although she is young, she is really cute.

Now he can't be called Huahua, so he named himself Huayan.

After flying in the sky for a whole day and a night, he finally arrived at the Song and Yuan Dynasties of Qingyan Sect.

The square of Qingyan Sect is full of broken rocks and broken walls.There were several Qingyan Sect disciples in the damaged trees and pit.

Bai Chen couldn't help but tighten his pupils as he looked at the scene in front of him. Did he not escape it?
The disciples who ran out to clean up the wreckage saw Bai Chen and the others coming back. The tears in their eyes could no longer be held back, and they burst into tears.

"Master Bai Chen, the leader...the leader was seriously injured, and Elder Wang Qing died."

Bai Chen staggered, "Take me quickly to find the leader, you stay to help."

"Yes" Anjo replied.

Bai Chen left with his disciples.

The remaining disciples led Ancheng and the others to clean up the battlefield. Those disciples were crying while cleaning up the bodies of their fellow disciples. The good brothers who had eaten and practiced together a few days ago were lying there motionless with blood and flesh today. You can't just watch indifferently.

With the help of Du Yan and the others, they will soon return to their ashes.

Du Yan and the others all had solemn faces, said goodbye to their disciples, and went to find their friends to find out the situation.

Du Yan went to the medicine hall, while Tu Feng and An Cheng went to find Nangong Shu, the youngest disciple of Mr. Zhang and Nangong Jin's younger brother.

Du Yan first came to the crowded medicine hall, looked at Nangong Jin's busy figure, and quickly went up to pick up his cell phone.

Nangong Jin raised his eyes and glanced at the visitor, remaining silent and focusing on his work at hand.

Nangong Jin and Du Yan worked well together, and within a while, all the seriously injured disciples were healed.

Nangong Jin sat tiredly and panted heavily. "What's going on?" Du Yan handed Nangong Jin a glass of water. Nangong Jin quickly drank it and took a breath.

"Great Monk Guangshan teamed up with the demons to attack the Qingyan Sect. The Fochen Sect closed its doors to thank guests, but Yusang Palace sent people to help. The Taoist Sect was not in charge, and other small sects were too late to hide, so how could they come to help.

The leader is unconscious, my master is dead, and of the four great masters, except for Bai Chen, two are dead and one is injured. "Nangong Jin held back her sadness.

"Great Monk Guangshan has a magic weapon in his hand, an amber glass lamp. The three masters and the master resisted together but failed to destroy the magic weapon and paid a heavy price.

Qing Mo's death, in order to protect the Qingyan Sect, he was the first to be killed, because of the previous competition and that bullshit prophecy.

Du Sheng also died to protect me. "Nangong Jin could no longer hold back her sadness and burst into tears. She was no longer as strong as before. The young man who was bent over by the heavy responsibility leaned against Du Yan's arms and cried bitterly.

Du Yan was stunned. Du Sheng was dead?Her lost brother is dead?Qingmo is also dead?is that a lie.

Du Yan's expressionless face left a string of tears, why?

Everyone was obviously fine before I left.

Even though Du Yan had done enough for himself, he couldn't resist the sadness.

Nangong Jin will never forget the way Du Sheng protected him until his death. Even if Du Sheng died, he was still protecting him.

"Where's Song Yuan?" Du Yan's voice was hoarse.

"Song Yuan was kidnapped by the great monk Guangshan. His life and death are unknown. Qingmo didn't protect him until his death." Nangong Jin was still sobbing, but started crying again when he mentioned this.

"Senior Brother Nangong, come here quickly, this man is going to die." Nangong Jin heard someone calling her and quickly stood up, put her emotions away, her eyes were red and she was sobbing from time to time, and she checked the man's symptoms.

Du Yan left the medicine hall and went to find the master. On the way, he saw Tu Feng and An Cheng who were also looking for the master.

An Cheng's eyes were filled with tears and a murderous look on his face, while Tu Feng was crying from behind.The three met and went to find Bai Chen together.

Arriving outside the leader's bedroom, he saw Bai Chen closing the door and walking out.

"Master," the three of them said in unison.

Bai Chen sighed and motioned for Du Yan to leave them and follow him.

Bai Chen sighed and they came to Wutong Hall and saw the elders who had been waiting for Du Yan for a long time. The elders had red eyes and had wounds of various sizes on their bodies.The great elder fell, and Nangong Jin, a closed disciple, took over his place.

"Everyone, I believe everyone understands my purpose of coming. I..."

砰

Before Bai Chen could finish speaking, the door was kicked open.

Monk Guangshan walked in swaggeringly, holding the blood-stained man in his hand.

Monk Guangsha threw the bloody man at Bai Chen's feet and found a place to sit down.

Du Yan, who was the closest, saw the bloody man's face clearly. It was Song Yuan.

Song Yuan was tortured to the point of death, and his breath could only come in and out.Du Yan was about to help Song Yuan up, but was pushed away by a ban.

Du Yan gritted his teeth and stared at Monk Guangshan.

"Aren't you a monk? You colluded with the demons and killed innocent people indiscriminately. You don't have the compassion that a monk should have." Du Yan's voice was not loud, but it was enough for Monk Guangshan to hear him clearly.

(End of this chapter)