"Is the Cangjian Palace... gone?"

Li Xiaoyao said, feeling unreal. The mountains seemed to be filled with laughter from the brothers calling their friends. When they came to their senses, they were just ripples of memory, and before they knew it, they were already bursting into tears.

Even though the palace lords and elders colluded with the Demon Realm, the many companions were innocent!

"Li Xiaoyao, are you still a disciple of the Tibetan Sword Palace?" Yu Zijian suddenly asked.

"Yes!" Li Xiaoyao answered instinctively.

"Then the Cangjian Palace has not died, at least there are three of us."

Yu Zijian's eyes were shining with purple light, and behind him was the afterglow of the sunset, and the interweaving colorful rays of rays of purple. But under her infection, it seemed as if the rising sun was rising, full of hope.

Fu Qingjin and Li Xiaoyao were both stunned for a moment. What's the point of saying this at this time?

It would be fine if the Zangjian Palace was destroyed by its enemies, but they would inspire to take revenge and regain the reputation of the Zangjian Palace. But the fact is that the Zangjian Palace colluded with the Demon Realm and caused its own destruction. All the disciples died at the Zangjian Peak. Even the Tianlong Zen Temple was unable to say a typo. It was also called a disciple of the Zangjian Palace, which was simply a humiliation.

"Purple Sword, everything has its beginnings and ends. There is a sunset, and the same is true for the Sword Palace. Why do you have to be persistent?" Fu Qingjin sighed softly, just wanting to go far away and wander around the world.

"Yes, Master, why not go back to Qinghe Mansion to continue practicing, and you can also use your sword to be a hero. I just said it just right. I think this disciple of the Tibetan Sword Palace would not do it!" Li Xiaoyao also shook his head.

"We can no longer admit that we are disciples of the Cangjian Palace, but what should we do if those innocent brothers and sisters sacrificed their lives? They obviously did not do anything bad. But they were regarded as fools and bad guys, and they always bear bad reputations?"

Yu Zijian clenched his fists, his voice trembled, his eyes wet, but he never cried.

Fu Qingjin was shocked and looked at Yu Zijian deeply. With her gentle temperament, the pain she felt was much deeper than theirs!

Alas, before you knew it, you have become stronger than me.

Li Xiaoyao was also speechless and looked ashamed.

Yu Zijian shook his head and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't say such words, which makes you embarrassed. But I really can't just leave like this. Brother Fu. Thank you for your care for so many years. You still have the best time to practice for so many years and have finally survived the heavenly tribulation. Otherwise, wouldn't this name be in vain?"

The smile flashed and became firm again. Looking at Yitian Peak from afar: "I will repay the sins committed by the Zangjian Palace!"

Fu Qingjin and Li Xiaoyao looked at her back, and their thin shoulders seemed to be carrying all the sins and infamousness. They carried the burden that did not belong to her, and couldn't help but look at each other.

Fu Qingjin sighed: "Purple Sword, Purple Sword!"

"Um?"

"You are so ashamed that we two big men are embarrassed." Fu Qingjin said with a smile.

"I'm not..." Yu Zijian waved his hand in a panic, but didn't know how to explain.

"You know, I am a waste who only knows how to sigh and lament in the ruins. If you are gone, I don't know how to survive. Please let me go with you again." Fu Qingjin bowed slightly.

"Uncle Yu, I will continue to be a disciple of the Cangjian Palace! Although I seem to be the only disciple, I will definitely not disappoint you."

"You don't have to force..."

"It's not a force, I'm not as much as you think, but if I become a swordsman in the future, and if someone asks me if I'm from the Cangjian Palace, how should I answer? It's better to admit it quickly, you're worthy of those brothers and the sword in your hands!"

"You... are so good!" Yu Zijian cheered and hugged them in his arms, diluting the sorrow and melancholy.

"The snake will not leave without a head. Since the Tibetan Sword Palace has not yet been destroyed, then there should be a palace master." Fu Qingjin said with a smile.

"Yes, although there is only one disciple, the palace master still needs it." Li Xiaoyao looked at Yu Zijian with a smile.

Yu Zijian hesitated for a moment, "Okay, I'll be the master of the palace!"

So the position of the Lord of the Cangjian Palace, who had once shocked Qingzhou, decided to go through a few words.

"See the Palace Master!"

Fu Qingjin and Li Xiaoyao saluted her together, both with a serious look on their faces without any slight slightest resentment.

Yu Zijian instinctively wanted to avoid it, but he still stood firmly and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Palace Master, if you want to rebuild the Cangjian Palace, you are afraid you will find another spiritual land. Fortunately, there are many open spaces in Qingzhou now, so it is not difficult to find them." Li Xiaoyao said.

"I know a few places are quite suitable and I can inspect them." Fu Qingjin said.

"No, let's go to Yitian Peak first." Yu Zijian pointed at the mountains.

Li Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment. What are you doing at Yitian Peak at this time? Is it impossible to ask for Yitian Peak from those monks?

However, it is said that Uncle Yu and my second uncle are very familiar with each other. If he supports him, there is a little hope.

But Fu Qingjin felt enlightened.

The fearless monk turned around and said to the little shami: "Send the order and prepare to welcome the Lord of the Cangjian Palace."

"Yes, abbot!"

The little shaman threw down his broom and trotted all the way to the Great Hall.

After a moment, the bell rang, and the bells and drums rang up and down the mountain.

The monks gathered, and they were all curious. Hasn’t the Lord of the Cangjian Palace already fallen? And even if he is alive, he is still the mortal enemy of Tianlong Zen Temple. Why do he still give such courtesy?

Yu Zijian and the other two walked up the mountain, but the monks even more surprised. This cultivation level was too bad! Besides, except for the nameless junior at the end, he didn’t even have a sword on his body, so he was considered a sword cultivator?

Li Xiaoyao was walking on the familiar mountain road and was surrounded by monks. He was full of discomfort and felt uncomfortable. However, he saw Yu Zijian in front of him, his expression became more and more solid, and he no longer had the gentleness he usually had. He really had the demeanor of the palace master. Could it be that he wanted to negotiate with the fearless monk?

Up to the top of the mountain, a tall and grim monk stood there.

Li Xiaoyao's cultivation was too low before and his perception was very limited. Only then did he feel a little bit of experience. What is a great monk? His aura was like a mountain. He couldn't help but hold his breath. He remembered the second uncle staring at him. He thought that this monk would never be more powerful, so he relaxed a little, but the idea of ​​asking for the Yitian Peak was gone.

"Yu Zijian, the Lord of the Tibetan Sword Palace, brought elder Fu Qingjin and disciple Li Xiaoyao to pay homage to the fearless abbot,"

"Please go to the palace to talk to you." The fearless monk looked at her strangely and gave her enough courtesy.

Yu Zijian refused, saying that he was not here to visit. Then, as the Lord of the Cangjian Palace, he apologized to the Tianlong Zen Temple in public, and handed over all the peaks, including Yitian Peak, to the Tianlong Zen Temple as compensation.

The sunset sets, the sunset dissipates, and then the long night comes.
Chapter completed!