Chapter 198: Grief and White Hair

"Twelve Elders, calm down, you are hurting yourself!" Duan Zhen hurriedly squatted down to comfort Lu Wu who was kneeling on the ground.

Lu Wu's eyes were red, and he roared without style: "Duan Zhen! How can you calm me down!"

"Ye Ling is my hope! He is only forty years old, and he is already a holy alchemist! If he doesn't die, he will have a bright future, and my status will rise accordingly!"

"Even if I don't talk about these things, I'm really good for this kid! I've devoted so many years to him, and in the end, it was all in vain because of Tan Yun!"

"Duan Zhen, tell me? How can I appease my anger..." Lu Wu roared and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Anger and sadness raged in Lu Wu's heart. He lay on the ground, clutching his chest, trembling all over, his originally black hair turned white extremely quickly!

Within a few breaths, his hair was already covered with white hair!

Seeing this scene, how dare Duan Zhen tell the truth and tell Lu Wu that he asked Ye Ling to deal with Tan Yun?

He had no doubt that once he said it, Lu Wu would tear himself up on the spot!

"Twelve Elders, what shall we do next?" Duan Zhen said tremblingly.

"What should I do..." Lu Wu raised his head, staring at Duan Zhen like a beast, and said in a low voice: "If you let the disciples deal with Tan Yun again, you will die! With your strength in the first level of soul refining, killing Tan Yun is as easy as flipping the palm of your hand. You Do you know how to do it?"

"The subordinate waited for him to come out of the Mustard Seed Time-Space Pagoda, and they would kill him without anyone noticing it!" Duan Zhen's eyes were fierce...

An hour later, two beams of light shot down from the sea of ​​clouds onto the Bingqing Fairy Mountain, turning into Shen Wende and Shen Qingfeng with flying swords on their feet.

Facing the Bingqing Palace with its doors closed, the two bowed and said: "Old servants Wende and Qingfeng, I have something to meet with Miss."

"Come in." With a peaceful voice mixed with loneliness, the door of the palace opened slowly.

Shen Wende and Shen Qingfeng were smiling, and the moment they entered the hall, the smiles froze on their faces.

But seeing that the already extremely thin Taoist Bing Qing became much thinner at this moment. She sat on the jade chair, looked at Shen Wende and Shen Qingfeng, and a strong smile appeared on her pale and stunning face.

"Miss, since the last farewell five days ago, why have you become so haggard now!" Shen Wende looked at Taoist Bing Qing distressedly.

The same is true for Shen Qingfeng.

During these five days, no one knew how she spent it, and even more so, no one understood how she was suffering.

Since five days ago, the third elder of the Immortal Gate Danmai: Zhou Wuyun, told her that in one month, he would come to collect the elixir: Turtle Breathing Ice Orchid, Ghost Shadow Stone Lotus, Burning Flame Spirit Grass, and five Resurrection Jade Grasses, She spent it in helplessness and despair!

Because if you fail to hand it over by then, you will be executed!

Are you afraid of death?

Afraid! Of course she was afraid, who wants to die if they can live, isn't it?

But for her, what was more terrifying than death was that after she died, she would not be able to avenge her father!

I can't fulfill my mother's dying wish!

She doesn't want to die. However, in just one month, how could I find four kinds of elixir!

Therefore, in this kind of endless torture, she was already horribly emaciated after only five days.

But she knew that Shen Qingfeng and Shen Wende treated her with kindness and love like her own granddaughters. She didn't want them to worry about her, so she forced a smile on her face, "It's nothing, I just feel a little tired these days, and it will be fine in a few days."

"Hmm." Shen Qingfeng blamed himself, "Back then when Miss handed over the Jade Grass of Resurrection to the old slave, it was due to the negligence of the old slave. He failed to keep the Jade Grass of Resurrection and made Miss suffer."

"Okay, I won't mention it after the matter is over." Taoist Bingqing said softly, "Why are you here today?"

Shen Wende immediately took a step forward and said: "This old servant wants to accept Tan Yun as his personal disciple, please agree with Miss."

"Nonsense!" Daoist Bing Qing was a little displeased, "Tan Yun killed Li Zi'an, and indeed he has the strength to leapfrog the challenge, but he is a waste fetus after all. If you accept him, won't you be ridiculed in the future?"

"Miss, listen to the old slave." Shen Wende's voice trembled because of being too excited, "Miss, just over an hour ago, Tan Yun and Ye Ling had a decisive battle and killed Ye Ling unscathed."

"The old slave firmly believes that Tan Yun's strength is enough to be named on the Crouching Dragon Ranking!"

Daoist Bingqing suddenly stood up, "What are you talking about? Ye Ling is dead!"

"Hehehe, yes, miss..." Shen Wende's laughter was suddenly interrupted by the cold voice of the Taoist Bingqing, "What are you laughing at? Yes, I am shocked by Tan Yun's strength, but Ye Ling is a genius disciple of our Danmai, Already a holy rank alchemist at such a young age!"

"Our Danmai has only thirty-six disciples of the holy alchemy masters, each of them has devoted their efforts to the great elders, and they are the face of our Danmai, how can you still laugh!"

Shen Wende lowered his head, "Miss, calm down, it's the old servant who disregarded the overall situation and said something wrong."

Bing Qing Taoist took a deep breath, and said in a cold voice: "This Tan Yun just made meritorious deeds five days ago, and my opinion of him has changed a little, but now he has killed Ye Ling again. It is really annoying and hateful!"

"Let him stay in the handyman's medicine garden. How can a disciple of the abandoned fetus make alchemy?"

Hearing this, Shen Wende bit the bullet and said: "Miss, if Tan Yun is not the soul of a waste fetus, can you let him worship under the old slave's sect?"

"What do you mean by that?" Bingqing Daoist's eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"Miss, this boy Tan Yun hides his secrets, he is not a waste fetus soul at all." Shen Wende praised with eyes: "The old slave saw with his own eyes that Tan Yun arranged the sword array and used the power of gold in the sword array!"

"What? Impossible!" Bingqing Daoist, with seven points of shock and three points of confidence in his beautiful eyes, "When I was selecting disciples in the outer sect, I also quietly observed Tan Yun's fetal soul. Although, his fetal soul is glowing all over his body. It is faintly golden, but there is no fluctuation in soul power, it is clearly the soul of a waste fetus, how can he control the power of gold?"

"Wende, he must have bought the metal sword formation, which misled you."

Shen Wende shook his head, his tone was affirmative, "Miss, Tan Yun's sword formation was arranged by himself, and he didn't buy a metal sword formation at all. This old slave will definitely not be wrong."

"Forgive me for being bold. This old slave suspects that Tan Yun's golden fetus soul is a rare golden fetus soul that cannot be easily noticed by others. It should be you and the other eight chiefs at the beginning, but they all misjudged."

"As for Tan Yun, I'm afraid he didn't realize his fetal soul problem at the time. He should have discovered it later when he came to Lingshan Medicine Garden."

After hearing this, Taoist Bingqing was silent for a while and said: "Qingfeng, since he is not a waste fetus soul, why didn't he tell you? I can't figure it out."

"Miss, maybe he hasn't had time in the future, so tell this old servant." Shen Qingfeng respectfully said: "But no matter what, Tan Yun is not a waste."

"Miss, think about it, Tan Yun is only at the seventh level of the Fetal Soul Realm, and he can kill Ye Ling. With such a terrifying leapfrog challenge, since Huangfu Shengzong's founding 50,000 years ago, I'm afraid there will be no three people."

"Besides, Miss accepted Tan Yun and was ridiculed by the other eight chiefs and ridiculed by the entire inner sect. If one day, when Tan Yun wins the crouching dragon list, he will undoubtedly be slapped on the face of the other chiefs, making the other chiefs slap her. They know that they are the ones who are blind!"

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