After the myth

Chapter 629 Wen Jiyue

"Master Qianfeng is gone, alas..." Deacon Yuan sighed, feeling a little sad.

It’s not that he had much affection for Qianxun, but Qianxun’s death resonated with him.

The disciple who came with Deacon Yuan also said with emotion: "Master Qianfeng likes Qianlei Mountain the most. He changed his last name after moving into Qianlei Mountain.

The fact that the Lord of Qianfeng was able to pass away in Qianlei Mountain can be regarded as his soul returning to his homeland."

Ding Huan said at the right time: "Thank you for your kindness, Peak Master. I want to bury you on Qianlei Mountain."

Deacon Yuan nodded and said, "Alright, the sect master is not in the sect now. When we practice Taoism, if there is an accident, we value reincarnation as soon as possible. I will leave the matter of the peak master to you.

As for the position of the Peak Master of Qianlei Mountain, although the Peak Master intends for you to inherit, it is just that you have just joined Qianlei Mountain, and your cultivation and qualifications are not enough.

How about this, you stay on Qianlei Mountain first, and as for who will be in charge of the Qianlei Mountain Peak Master, we will decide after the Sect Master returns."

"Yes, disciple understands." Ding Huan knew that it was impossible for him to become the master of Qianlei Mountain.

But it doesn’t matter, as long as he can stay in Qianlei Mountain to practice.

Deacon Yuan gave some instructions again before leaving. He did not touch Qianxun's ring.

Since Qianxun said that Ding Huan would inherit Qianlei Mountain from him, the ring would naturally be inherited by Ding Huan.

After Deacon Yuan took the disciple away, Ding Huan looked at the dead Qian Xun.

In the Taoist world, under normal circumstances, no big deal is made about the death of a person. The main purpose is to allow the deceased to be reincarnated as soon as possible.

Ding Huan knew that Qian Xun had no chance of reincarnation. His soul had been completely corroded by the poison of Shen Dao. If he still wanted to reincarnate, he could just stop dreaming.

Ding Huan really wanted to turn Qian Xun's body into ashes, as he still had some rationality.

He knew that if he did that, then everything he had done before would most likely be in vain.

If the sect leader comes back one day and remembers to check on Qianxun, once he finds out that Qianxun has been turned into ashes by him, he will definitely become suspicious of him.

Not only could he not turn Qianxun to ashes, he also had to set up a reincarnation formation for Qianxun.

This kind of reincarnation formation helps fallen monks to reincarnate as soon as possible, and it has only benefits and no harm to the monks' reincarnated souls.

As for the divine formation, it must never be set up.

Ding Huan couldn't let anyone know that he could set up a magical formation.

Qian Xun's soul had been destroyed long ago, so even if a reincarnation formation was set up, it would have no effect.

Because the technique that Qianxun practices is somewhat strange and cannot be seen in public, Qianlei Mountain has been deserted for a long time.

Now, with Qian Xun and several outer disciples all dead, Ding Huan was the only one left in the entire Qianlei Mountain.

Ding Huan was overjoyed. He directly set up some monitoring and triggering arrays at the outermost edge of Qianlei Mountain, and then returned to Qianlei Mountain to set up the Hidden Spirit God Array.

After everything was arranged, Ding Huan began his retreat.

He needs to cultivate to the divine realm here as soon as possible.

The cultivation in a regular sect is indeed different from that outside.

There is no need to worry about the rich divine energy running dry. No matter how much divine energy Ding Huan absorbs, more will be replenished the next moment.

The more Ding Huan absorbed, the more divine energy he replenished.

This means that a good divine vein has been implanted below.

This was specially arranged by the large sect to take care of the cultivation needs of deacons, elders and core disciples with high cultivation levels.

When practicing, the most taboo thing is insufficient vital energy.

Once the vital energy is insufficient, the practice will be ineffective.

The more Ding Huan practiced, the more refreshed he felt.

In just one month, he advanced from the third level of the Soul Cultivation Realm to the fourth level.

Just as Ding Huan expected, no matter how frantically he practiced in Qianlei Mountain, no one came to disturb him.

Three months later, Ding Huan's cultivation level broke through to the fifth level of the Soul Cultivation Realm, and he stopped practicing.

Several months have passed, and the sect leader has not come back to see him.

I don’t know if it’s because the sect leader didn’t come back or if it’s for some other reason.

However, Ding Huan actually likes Qianlei Mountain.

It would be even better if I could become the master of Qianlei Mountain.

If he could become the master of Qianlei Mountain, he would definitely plant more than ten acres of fairy rice here.

Although he doesn't use elixirs, there are too many people who use them.

As long as he can raise the grade of the fairy rice to the god level, it will definitely be in short supply.

This is a good thing that can cure erysipelas.

Ding Huan also knew that it was almost impossible to become the master of Qianlei Mountain.

He could only hope that the peak master who replaced Qian Xun would be easier to get along with and would not disturb his practice. Otherwise, he would rather find another peak master.

On this day, Ding Huan was still trying to reach the sixth level of the Soul Cultivation Realm when he suddenly sensed a fluctuation in the monitoring array he had set up outside of Qianlei Mountain.

As his divine sense swept over, a shadow quickly rushed over.

Ding Huan immediately stopped practicing, and in a flash, he appeared in the divine medicine field in Qianlei Mountain and began to check the spiritual medicine.

A moment later, the figure appeared outside the medicinal field where Ding Huan was.

This is a woman wearing a veil.

Ding Huan knew her. She was the woman who had gone to Wangshentihai with Boya to recruit disciples. From the time she went to Wangshentihai to the time she returned to the sect, Ding Huan had not heard a single word she said.

Ding Huan bowed quickly: "Greetings, Senior."

Ding Huan had no idea what this woman's status was in the Qing Lei Shen Dao Sect, and could only simply address her as a senior.

"The master of Qianxun Peak has died?" The woman looked at Ding Huan for a long time before suddenly asking.

There were some cracks in his voice when he spoke, as if his throat was injured.

Ding Huan thought to himself, this news is really outdated. The man has been dead for three or four months, and they just came to ask.

"Yes, the peak master was seriously injured and has passed away..." Ding Huan looked a little sad.

The woman did not answer Ding Huan's words, but just stared into Ding Huan's eyes.

Ding Huan's expression was calm, and he thought to himself, do you want him to reveal his flaws?

After a while, the woman slowly said, "Won't you invite me in to sit down?"

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Ding Huan discovered that the woman was not only injured, but the injury seemed to be serious.

This Qingleishen Dao Sect is a bit weird. Previously, a leader of Qianlei Mountain was seriously injured and eventually died. Of course, he also sent him off.

Now this woman is also seriously injured.

"Please in, senior." Ding Huan didn't know what this woman meant.

Judging from the woman's strength, he doesn't need to worry too much.

He didn't take a wounded Heavenly God Realm cultivator seriously.

After bringing the woman to the main cave and waiting for her to sit down, Ding Huan took the initiative to pour her a cup of ordinary fairy tea.

He didn't have any divine tea or anything like that.

As for Qianxun's ring, he didn't dare to touch it before he saw the sect leader.

"My name is Wen Jiuyue, you don't have to call me senior." After Wen Jiuyue finished speaking, she stared at Ding Huan's expression again.

Ding Huan was helpless. It was the first time he heard this name.

Seeing that Ding Huan really didn't know her, Wen Jiyue asked again, "Do you know who the leader of the Qinglei Shendao Sect is?"

Ding Huan was stunned, thinking, you are a cultivator in the Heavenly God Realm, you are not going to say that you are the sect leader, right?

However, as a disciple of the Qinglei Shendao Sect, it is indeed a bit embarrassing not to know who the sect leader is.

Wen Jiyue did not wait for Ding Huan to answer, and took the initiative to say: "The leader of the Qinglei Shendao Sect is Wen Mujian, who is also my father."

"So it's the Young Master. I'm sorry for being so disrespectful." Ding Huan quickly stood up and saluted again.

He thought to himself, you, Master Huan, came here just to borrow your land to practice for a while and then leave. Whether your father is the sect leader or not has nothing to do with me.

Wen Jiyue stared at Ding Huan and said again: "If I'm not mistaken, Qian Xun's injury is serious, but not fatal."

Ding Huan was at a loss.

Seeing Ding Huan at a loss, Wen Jiyue frowned slightly: "Ding Huan, the reason why I didn't want to say anything at the beginning was because I knew what Boya recruited you to do.

But I can't save you, because I can't save myself. I don't speak because I feel sick of this kind of thing."

Ding Huan was still in a daze, speechless.

You, a sect leader with a fortune of your own, can't even protect yourself, so won't we, the independent cultivators, die even faster?

“Not long ago, I learned that Qianxun had fallen, and that only the Peak Master of Qianxun was still alive in Qianlei Mountain. I knew there must be something wrong.

So I came here, and when I saw that you were the one who survived, I was sure that I was not mistaken. Because back then at Wangshenti Sea, you used Boya to kill the deacon of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. "

Wen Jiuyue didn't look away when she spoke.

Ding Huan was still in a daze.

If you don’t leave me here, you will have my own place to stay.

"Today I saw that all the other blood-eating disciples recruited by Qianxun died, even Qianxun died, and only you are alive.

Moreover, you are still living uprightly, and even Deacon Yuan testified for you, which perfectly proves that Qian Xun's death had nothing to do with you. I know that you are not an ordinary person."

No matter what Wen Jiuyue said, Ding Huan looked confused.

You do your thing, I don't know anything.

Wen Jiyue took a deep breath and stood up: "Junior Brother Ding, I need your help. As long as you are willing to help me, I will give you the best divine crystal."

After saying that, she just looked at Ding Huan calmly, as if waiting for Ding Huan's answer.

Ding Huan was speechless. Divine Crystal? Do I need you to give me this?
He still stood up in confusion: "Senior Sister Wen, I don't know what you mean. After several of us came here, I was the last one to be called away by Master Qianfeng.

The peak master called me to his cave and said he would pass on the Qinglei inheritance to me. I didn't think about it, the peak master just said a word and I spurted blood.

The peak master asked me to call Deacon Yuan immediately, so I called Deacon Yuan. You should know what happened next."

"The death of Master Qianxun Peak really has nothing to do with you?" Wen Jiuyue also began to doubt.

Did she guess wrong?

But this shouldn't be the case. If no one had taken action, Qianxun would never have died for no reason.

Ding Huan's bewildered expression turned into horror. After a long while, he asked in disbelief, "Senior Sister Wen, you just said that I had something to do with the death of Qianxun Peak Master?"

Wen Jiyue sighed, waved her hand and said, "Remember, don't take anything I just said to heart. Take care of yourself."

(End of this chapter)