Chapter 240

Other than meeting Song Chun Gui, Xie Bi An still had some unfinished business from the previous life that needed to be dealt with, and that was Zong Ming He's corpse.

Up to this day, thousands of ships had passed by*. He had no more hate for Zong Ming He. Zong Ming He was selfish and unfeeling throughout his life. His wife, his children, his brothers, and his morality could all be sacrificed, but in the end, he did not get what he wanted. Not only was his golden core dug out and he died with hatred, he was also suppressed under the Big Dipper Binding Demon Formation after his death and suffered a hundred years of torture, with his soul scattered in the end. He reaped what he sowed. Zong Ming He has already been punished.

Now this name sounded like a stranger. Despite being in the same clan and origin as him, he was no different from those villains who coveted his golden core. It’s just that as a descendant of the Zong clan, his family's fortune and reputation had been lost by him for hundreds of years, which made him feel deeply guilty. Returning Zong Ming He's body to the clan's cemetery was the only thing he could do to console his ancestors.

After Xie Bi An spoke out his purpose, Fan Wu She's face suddenly became unsightly. The only remaining father-son feelings for Zong Ming He had transformed into the deepest hatred after seeing what happened to his big brother in the Jade Policy. It could be said that all the tragedies of his previous life were caused by Zong Ming He's unfeeling greed. If he was still alive, he would have died by his own hands.

Fan Wu She coldly said, "Would the ancestors of the Zong Clan want to see Zong Ming He enter the ancestral grave?"

The things that Zong Ming He did made the gods angry, the people resentful, heartless and shameless. No matter which family he was placed in, it was a disgraceful existence.

Xie Bi An frowned, thinking that Zong Ming He really didn't deserve to enter the ancestral grave, but he couldn't stay here forever: "He is one of the Emperor Zongs after all. Let's bury him in Mount Daming."

"He deserved to die without a burial place."

"And should he be turned into dust too?" Xie Bi An squinted at Fan Wu She, "Just like you did to my mother and the Shen family's ancestral tomb?"

Fan Wu She felt guilty and lowered his eyes, his arrogance suddenly darkened: "Big brother ..." He wanted to explain something, but found that there was no way to justify the evil he had done and the mistakes he had made.

"Let’s go."

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The two of them went up to Yunding. Song Chun Gui went to the mountain gate to welcome them personally. Previously when he came to Mount Shu, Li Zhi Qing was always very hospitable, and important guests were almost always received by him, but now he probably would not dare to appear in front of the two at all.

In just one short month, Song Chun Gui seemed to have aged ten years. His whole body became thin, his hair had a few wisps of white, his eyes were sunken in a blue-purple color, and he looked very tired. It is true that he took over the world's largest sect with a profound family background, but at the same time, it is also the biggest mess in the world.

Song Chun Gui bowed slightly without being humble nor pushy: "White Immortal." He did not even look at Fan Wu She.

Facing the Supreme Demon, who beat the former Sect Leader until his soul scattered, compared to a group of green-clothed Daoist who looked at him as if facing an enemy, the ability to keep his emotions inside himself was already the best display of consideration.

Xie Bi An glanced sideways at Fan Wu She. He wanted to come to Yunding alone, but Fan Wu She didn’t allow him to do so and insisted on following him closely.

"Song Zhen Ren, you don't look too good after our farewell at Fengdu."

Song Chun Gui said lightly, "White Immortal doesn't look too good either. Who can pay attention to one's own moral uplift without thinking of others at this time?"

"Yeah."

"White Immortal, please."

Xie Bi An took two steps, and Fan Wu She followed him. Song Chun Gui finally couldn't stand it any longer and directly said coldly to Fan Wu She, "After passing through this mountain gate will be the inside of my Wuliang Sect. You should stay here."

Fan Wu She looked at him gloomily, "I originally wanted your whole Wuliang Sect to pay for the wrongs committed by Li Bu Yu. If my big brother had not begged for mercy, you guys would not be able to still stand here. If you want to block, just block.”

"Master was at fault, but as a disciple, I was already unfilial for not being able to avenge him, so how can I let you step into the territory of my Wuliang Sect with such swagger?"

"It would also be easy for me to wipe out this place with the turn of a hand."

Song Chun Gui was enraged, reached out and was about to draw his sword.

Xie Bi An waved off spiritual pressure, deflecting with his elbow, and said coldly: "This is not the time. Li Bu Yu, that beast, cannot wipe out his crimes with death. You are now the sect leader of the Wuliang Sect, do you want to drag everyone down to be buried together with him?"

Song Chun Gui's face was blue and white* for a while, and his clenched fists crackled.

"He is like a teacher and father to you, but what are you in his heart? Don’t you know it at all?" The face of Li Bu Yu when he was young appeared in front of Xie Bi An's eyes, "What initially drew us to Wuliang Sect was the death of Meng Ke Fei, but after so many years the murderer who killed him has never been found out. Now, do we still need to find out?"

Song Chun Gui was silent.

"Forget it. I came here today not because of Li Bu Yu. Please."

After the battle at Fengdu City, the originally long-ill immortal cultivation world was already almost at the point of death.

After Song Chun Gui returned to the Wuliang Sect, he had to pull Li Zhi Qing along to stabilize the internal affairs of the sect on one hand, and he had to run in between other sects on the other, hoping to maintain the Immortal Alliance. Only in this way can the scattered sects be intimidated and not fall apart. Otherwise, for the sake of the caves, weapons, elixirs and magical treasures, it will soon become a situation of segmentation in all directions and fighting with each other.

However, each sect was in a terrible fix. Wuliang Sect aside, the other sects also have their own disasters and are unable even to fend for themselves, so the evil spirits are running wild on earth, causing suffering to thousands of ordinary people.

Xu Zhi Nan had put Chunyang Sect in an extremely awkward position. They lost a sect leader who could take charge, the treasure of the sect, and the reputation built over five hundred years. At this time, they had no choice but to withdraw to Luojinwu, and keep a low profile.

Since the battle of Chidi City, Xianyue Pavilion gradually became an important pillar in the Immortal Alliance, but the "death" of Lan Chui Han hit Lan Zi Zhen hard, and Xianyue Pavilion also became demoralized.

The only fortunate thing is that the Cangyu Sect is unable to protect itself now, and those wavering sects have no one to rely on, so they can only wait and see what happens. This also gives the Wuliang Sect the opportunity to re-establish its power. It’s just that Song Chun Gui is facing a situation that is almost as difficult as rebuilding the Immortal Alliance.

Under this difficult situation, Xie Bi An learned that the Thunder Ancestor Treasure Grant was in the hands of Li Zhi Qing, which was also the reason why Song Chun Gui was unable to justifiably become the sect leader of Wuliang Sect.

"Why’s it so difficult for you to get it?" Xie Bi An frowned and said.

"If senior brother does not give it up, I will never demand it." Song Chun Gui said calmly.

Xie Bi An said with a stern face, "Without the Thunder Ancestor Treasure Grant, you are not the sect leader of the Wuliang Sect. Wuliang Sect needs a sect leader, and the Immortal Alliance needs an alliance leader."

"As an orphan, how can I have the virtue to take charge of the Wuliang Sect and the Immortal Alliance?" Song Chun Gui shook his head, "I just want to fulfill the task that master had entrusted to me before he died."

"The immortal cultivation world needs the Immortal Alliance, and Jiuzhou also needs the Immortal Alliance. Jiang Qu Lian has released so many vicious ghosts and evil spirits from the underworld, brutalizing the people everywhere, and the immortal cultivation world is in such a mess. Who is going to manage it?" Xie Bi An said seriously, "Song Zhen Ren, this is not just about you, and it's not something you can decline because of morality. You must gather the scattered sand together again and resist the enemy together."

Song Chun Gui frowned deeply.

"Yeah, senior brother Song, White Immortal is right. Master had handed over Wuliang Sect to you, and now you are just one Thunder Ancestor Treasure Grant away from acting as the sect leader on his behalf."

"Without a master for one day, the Immortal Alliance will continue to be in chaos."

The cultivators and elders of Song Chun Gui's faction were persuading him all at once.

"I ..."

"Call Li Zhi Qing over here." Xie Bi An gave an order, showing the impressive and dignified manner of a Human Emperor.

"White Immortal." Song Chun Gui's face was grave, "Let me think about it first."

Seeing Song Chun Gui's difficult look, Xie Bi An did not want to push him too much, and said conversely, "There is still one more thing I came here for. I'm sure Song Zhen Ren can also guess it."

Song Chun Gui nodded: "After that autopsy, the coffin has been sealed. Does White Immortal want to open it and take a look?" What he said was very awkward. After all, what they discussed was the remains of Emperor Zong, but it was like going to the market to buy things and open the box for inspection. It was really weird.

"No need. You are not Li Bu Yu, I believe you."

"Shall I send someone to send it back to Daming?"

Xie Bi An held out his hand to Fan Wu She: "Gong Shu Ju."

Fan Wu She immediately took out Gong Shu Ju and handed it to Xie Bi An.

The crowd looked dumbfounded. What happened that night in Fengdu City had been spread by the survivors to the immortal cultivation world, and the bizarre love-hate entanglement between the Supreme Demon and the Human Emperor could make people's jaws drop in surprise. But hearing it is not as good as seeing. The Supreme Demon, who made people tremble with fear and could overthrow the world, was quiet and obedient like a subordinate in front of Xie Bi An.

Song Chun Gui retreated and brought Xie Bi An and Fan Wu She to Zong Ming He’s coffin.

Fan Wu She wished he could make a hole from glaring with his malicious and insidious gaze, yet Xie Bi An only casually swept a glance at it, shrunk it with Gong Shu Ju, and put it away.

"White Immortal, are you really coming to Mount Shu this time just for me?" Song Chun Gui naturally did not believe it, so he chose to ask only when no one was around.

"We did have some more important things to do when we came here this time."

"It has something to do with the Red King, right?"

"I came to find the City God here to help me sneak back into Jiuyou."

Song Chun Gui said with understanding, "What can I do?"

"Indeed, I need Song Zhen Ren’s help. On the night of the full moon, the City God will open the Ghost Gate, so I need you to send someone to guard the City God Temple, just in case."

"No problem." Song Chun Gui hesitated for a moment and asked, "White Immortal, did Lord Lan... did he really die?"

"He was taken to the underworld by Jiang Qu Lian. The living can also go to the underworld. He did not die." Xie Bi An said worriedly, "But he must have been imprisoned by Jiang Qu Lian. The body will extremely deteriorate if living beings stay in the underworld for a long period of time.”

"I hope you can save him this time. With Lord Lan around, I will have the confidence to rebuild the Immortal Alliance. I really have had trouble convincing the public."

"There is no need for Song Zhen Ren to look down on yourself."

"This is not looking down on myself." Song Chun Gui said heavily, "I come from a humble background and I am disabled. The immortal cultivation world is most concerned about family background. For thousands of years, it is always the great immortal families that are dominating. Now that several great immortal families have fallen, Xianyue Pavilion, a promising younger generation, has become the pillar of the midstream. Among the young generation, Lord Lan is the most popular. If he joins forces with me, the situation may be stabilized."

Xie Bi An cast his gaze towards the lush mountains of Mount Shu, and said clearly with determination, "I will definitely save him."

 

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thousands of ships had passed by*[千帆过尽]---to have experienced a lot of things through the wind and rain.

blue and white* [青一阵白一阵]---The color of the face changes due to the ups and downs of emotions such as anger and fear.

 

Edited on 10 June 21 (Emzie)

 

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