However, all these punishments and destruction could not make up for the great pain in Zhang Zhiwei's heart.

The decades of friendship between him and Tian Jinzhong had long surpassed the simple friendship of fellow disciples. In his heart, Tian Jinzhong had long been like a close relative.

Recalling his early years, because of his unintentional words, Tian Jinzhong learned the secret that he would talk in his sleep.

In order to protect that important secret, Tian Jinzhong resolutely chose to practice Jinggong, and persisted for decades, just to stop sleeping.

Such sacrifice and perseverance made Zhang Zhiwei feel heartbroken every time he thought of it.

Tian Jinzhong's death was undoubtedly a huge blow to Zhang Zhiwei.

At this time, Rong Shan also rushed to the scene.

He had an ominous premonition at the moment of lightning and thunder.

However, when he saw Tian Jinzhong fall in front of him with his own eyes, he still couldn't accept this cruel reality.

The task that his master had given him was to protect Master Tian, ​​and now, Master Tian's death made him feel that he had an unshirkable responsibility.

"Ahhh! It's all my fault! If I hadn't left, Master Tian wouldn't have gotten into trouble!"

Rong Shan screamed in pain, his voice full of self-blame and regret.

The old master stood quietly by, staring calmly at Rong Shan who was in a state of madness.

He took a deep breath, and his heart was filled with unspeakable grief, but he knew that Rong Shan must be freed from this state at this time.

So he waved his arms, and a powerful force instantly knocked Rong Shan away, causing him to fall heavily to the ground, but he also regained some sanity.

The old master's voice was stern and firm: "Okay! What are you like! Life and death are determined by fate, look at it!"

Although his words were merciless, there was a trace of imperceptible grief in his deep eyes.

This trace of grief was fleeting, replaced by fierceness and decisiveness.

He said to Rongshan in a deep voice: "You go and inform Lingyu and others to let them take on the heavy responsibility of Longhu Mountain during this period."

Then, his words revealed a fierce murderous aura: "I'm going down the mountain and wipe out Quanxing!"

Just then, a sound of footsteps came from far away, and Zhang Zhiwei subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw Xingliu walking leisurely from not far away, with an elusive smile on his face.

He asked curiously: "I'm curious, if you go down the mountain, will the Luotian Dajiao continue to be held?"

Zhang Zhiwei heard this and stared at Xingliu with a torch-like gaze, as if he wanted to see through the heart of this mysterious person.

He did not directly answer Xing Liu's question, but instead asked a question:

"I asked someone to investigate your background, but you just appeared out of thin air, leaving no trace in this world. So, can you tell me, are you Quan Xing?"

Xing Liu said lightly: "Quan Xing? They are not worthy."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded and believed what Xing Liu said.

After all, the strength shown by Xing Liu is indeed qualified to say that Quan Xing is not worthy.

Even Quan Xing in Wu Gensheng's era is the same.

Then he answered Xing Liu's question: "Since I have gone down the mountain, Luotian Dajiao will naturally stop."

"Let's talk about this matter after a while."

However, Xing Liu shook his head and said:

"That won't work. I am very interested in Tongtian Lu. If you don't continue to hold Luotian Dajiao, won't I have to wait for a long time? I don't have that patience."

Zhang Zhiwei had lost patience with Xing Liu at this time, and he was not interested in entangled with Xing Liu over these trivial matters.

If Luotian Dajiao was still the top priority in his mind before Tian Jinzhong was killed, then now it has become insignificant.

He just wanted to go down the mountain as soon as possible to wipe out Quan Xing, and everything else was unimportant.

So he ignored Xingliu's question and tried to bypass Xingliu directly.

However, just as he was about to bypass him, Xingliu suddenly stretched out his arm to block his way.

"How about this," Xingliu suggested with a smile: "You go and help me get the Tongtian Talisman, and I will help you revive Tian Jinzhong, how about it?"

Zhang Zhiwei's footsteps stopped abruptly, he was silent for a moment, staring at Xingliu deeply.

Finally, he slowly said: "Okay, I promise you."

Following Zhang Zhiwei's answer, Xingliu did not say much, but led him directly back to Tian Jinzhong's body.

The next scene made Zhang Zhiwei dumbfounded.

The wounds on Tian Jinzhong's body healed gradually as if time had gone backwards, and his breathing also recovered, as if he had just woken up from a deep sleep.

While Xing Liu was doing all this, he always had a relaxed smile on his face, as ifThis was just a small thing he did casually.

Zhang Zhiwei thought that such an act of resurrecting the dead would bring a huge burden to Xingliu, but what he saw was completely beyond his expectations.

Xingliu really didn't have to work hard. If Tian Jinzhong had been dead for decades, even Xingliu would be powerless.

After all, in this world, death represents the complete extinction of the soul, and there is no so-called underworld to preserve the soul.

But fortunately, Xingliu has the ability to reverse time, allowing Tian Jinzhong to return to the world.

Watching Tian Jinzhong slowly open his eyes, Zhang Zhiwei's heart was filled with indescribable emotions.

He felt both happy and a little unreal.

After all, this was a scene he had never imagined seeing again.

Tian Jinzhong looked around in confusion, and finally his eyes fixed on Zhang Zhiwei: "Brother, what am I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hugged tightly by Zhang Zhiwei.

"You're back, Jinzhong." Zhang Zhiwei's voice was a little trembling, but full of determination and joy, "No matter what happened, it's good that you're back."

In Zhang Zhiwei's warm embrace, Tian Jinzhong gradually felt the joy and excitement of his senior brother.

However, as his consciousness gradually became clearer, the memories before his death began to surge back to his heart like a tide.

"Senior brother, I failed your expectations." Tian Jinzhong's eyes were full of tears, and his voice was full of self-blame and regret.

"I have guarded those secrets for decades, but they were eventually taken away. What is the meaning of my persistence and sacrifice over the years?"

The pain and despair in Tian Jinzhong's heart were like a blazing flame. He could not accept that his years of hard work had come to nothing.

Decades of waste life, coupled with the blow of having his secrets taken away, made him determined to die.

And it was because Gong Qing saw through his heart that he made him leave peacefully and took the blame for his murder.

Zhang Zhiwei felt the trembling and pain in Tian Jinzhong's heart, and he slowly said:

"Jinzhong, what's the big deal? Wait until I get down the mountain, and I'll see who dares to say anything more!"

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