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Volume 3 Sword Qi Chapter 416 Erecting a Monument

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    Yuhua Mountain is located in the Northeast Territory, a branch of the Black Mountains, and faces the Central Territory across the river.

    Because we are in the hinterland of the Central Plains, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Yuhua Mountain is covered with fiery red maple leaves. Occasionally, the mountain is exposed. Among the brown wind-sand-like rocks, there are oblate, oval, or triangular Yuhua stones.  Some are as green as new leaves, some are as red as haze, some are naturally embroidered in the beautiful mountains and rivers, and some are transparent and resemble all living things.

    This is the most beautiful season in Yuhua Mountain, and it is also the saddest season in Yuhua Mountain.

    The ruins of the Ningjian Sect are located on a flat hillside near the river in the south of Yuhua Mountain. After the Ningjian Sect was annihilated, few people came here. However, every time the memorial day for Leng Hualing, the leader of the Ningjian Sect, those who had accepted the Ningjian Sect were visited.  The benevolent people would always bypass the checkpoints set up by the Cidu Shen Sect and come to the hillside near the ruins of the Ningjian Sect to pay homage to the deceased soul of their benefactor.

    At first, the Cidu Shen Sect expelled and threatened these people, but as the years passed, and the people who cared for it were all candidate disciples who had not yet officially entered the school, and the people who came to worship were all old people, it gradually became more and more difficult.  Relax, today, as long as you don¡¯t disturb the earth and rocks, you can even take a walk around the ruins.

    On August 20th, just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, in the forest near the ruins of the Ningjian Sect on Yuhua Mountain, incense and wax were burned, creating a gloomy mist. More than a thousand old people from all over the country came to pay homage to the Ningjian Sect, holding fragrant wax, fruit and pig heads.  Yellow paper has been gathering here since early morning.  A carriage was a bit out of place among this group of people. Looking at the checkpoint in the distance, a young man opened the curtain and jumped out. After saying a few words of care to the old man driving, the old man immediately abandoned the car and left, looking at the old man.  After walking around in the direction of Lijiang River, the young man threw down the carriage with the memorial items and joined the ranks of the elderly.

    "How could such a young person come to pay homage to the Ningjian Sect?"

    "Are you here on behalf of your parents?"

    "There are too few young people like this who don't forget their roots. When our son heard that he was coming to pay homage to the Ningjian Sect ruins, which is under the care of the Shen Sect disciples, he was so frightened that you couldn't see him for a month."

    "Shenzong, bullshit, let alone murdering our benefactor seventeen years ago, now even a great hero like Di Yunchen is being murdered, and he doesn't want to see anyone who is good at all. What kind of Shenzong is this?"

    "Shh, keep your voice down."

    Di Yunchen's joining caused a lot of discussion along the way. Facing the inquiries from the elders, Di Yunchen nodded and smiled. The checkpoint used by the Shen Sect disciples to guard the ruins of the Ningjian Sect has been reduced to nothing more than a decoration today.  Several Shenzong candidate disciples who were yawning and stretching in the Muzha attic did not even deliberately look at Di Yunchen who was walking below.

    After passing the checkpoint and walking along the winding mountain road for half a moment, what appeared in front of everyone was a relatively gentle hillside flat land with an area of ??about 2,000 meters. This flat land faced the river on one side and had a mountain on the other. It formed an irregular diamond shape and was covered with weeds.  Collapsed archways and masonry rubble can be vaguely seen on the grassy ground. Even on the ups and downslopes and down to the riverside, rows of broken steps inlaid with rain flower stones can be seen.

    The old people who walked in here did not burn incense directly to worship. Instead, they put down their belongings neatly and cleared the weeds on the ground. This is commonly known as "pine grave", which means that the soul of the underground benefactor can be reincarnated as soon as possible.  Reincarnate so that you can save the world as you did in your previous life.

    At noon, it started to rain lightly, and at this moment, most of the weeds on the ground had been cleared away. What was exposed in front of Di Yunchen was a piece of ruined wall that had been burned brown by the fire. However, here every day  In a piece of brick and stone, on every fragment of the wall, there is a fiery red rain flower stone shining, like blood rising into the sky, as if to show the passion of the Ningjian Sect members.

    Di Yunchen looked at everything here blankly. He had been conceived here, he was the product of conspiracy, he was the young master of Ningjian Sect, but he had no memory of this place in his mind, but he  In his mind, he had automatically imagined the tragic moment when the Ningjian Sect was destroyed He kept telling himself that he was just here to find his mother, not to worship his biological father.  In the blood-stained Yuhua Stone, his heart felt so sad and heavy.

    The rain is falling gently, and my heart is burning. Whose tears are they, gently lingering on the face

    Di Yunchen just stood here, regardless of the change of day and night, as if this was the end of the road.

    "Hey, I told you, why are you still so stained? It's been two days." A disciple of the Shen Sect held his head high with a sword, kicking away countless bottles and cans with food for commemoration and sacrifice along the way.  He shouted to Di Yunchen arrogantly.

    Di Yunchen turned around silently while holding the commemorative supplies, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the charming and human kindness emerged from him, "I'm just waiting here for my mother" Di Yunchen  As he spoke, he stretched out his hand toHe took out a silver note from his waist and handed it over. Although the disciples of the Shen Sect didn't care about such yellow and white things at all, the other party was not an official disciple yet. In a place where the King of Heaven and I don't even bother to care about it, having money is the only way to live happily and drunkenly, isn't it?  Well?

    "Your mother?" The other party took a look at the banknote and was immediately shocked by the astonishing number on it. His mouth couldn't close for a long time.

    "Yes, my mother left me and my father a long time ago. Some people said that the Ningjian Sect once showed kindness to her, and she might come to worship her, so I want to try my luck here and wait and see. I hope I can be accommodating.  ." Di Yunchen put down the memorial supplies and said in his hands.

    "Accommodating Accommodating." The other party agreed while tightening the banknote in his arms. Before leaving, he also warned: "Don't wait too long. Occasionally, formal disciples will come to inspect.  You should be killed as a remnant of the Ningjian Sect."

    "Kill?" Di Yunchen turned his face, looking at the surging river water just around the corner, with a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth, and thought to himself: "Looking at Cidu Shenzong, whoever can kill me here is more like Lao Jun.  .¡±

    Di Yunchen stayed here for three days. He never saw any woman under the age of fifty. Maybe his mother came here and bowed to her from a distance before leaving. Di Yunchen could only comfort himself in this way.  He hated his mother when he was young and ignorant. He had already experienced countless difficult choices. Now he understands what it means to be helpless, so he stopped hating her a long time ago.

    That day at the Ai Bridge, he waited for Yunxue for three days. He thought that Yunxue was buried in the mountain. However, Yunxue was still alive. Today at the Ningjian Sect site, where his biological father was buried, he also waited for his mother for three days. He still  He could keep waiting, but he didn't want to. He wanted to use the luck of waiting for Yun Xue for three days to pray that his mother would be alive and safe and that he would meet her in the future.

    In the early morning of the fourth day, the candidate disciple who had benefited greatly from Di Yunchen came here again to see if he could extort some more benefits. However, Di Yunchen was no longer here, but there was a piece of  The tombstone is two meters high. In front of the tombstone are neatly placed commemorative objects that have not even been lit. One side of the tombstone is uneven, and the other side is as smooth as if it had been cut with a sharp sword. It is inlaid with three flaming red rain flower stones.  Line characters.

    "I write with tears in my eyes, and write with tears in my eyes" is the inscription on the inscription.

    "First examine the tomb of Master Leng Hualing, the leader of the Ningjian Sect." This is the official inscription.

    Seeing this, the candidate disciple was immediately frightened. He tremblingly pulled out the sword from his waist. He wanted to chop down the tombstone but didn't dare. He could only pretend to be brave and continue to look down.

    "The unfilial son brings his mother Jing Yao and kneels down!" This is the signature.

    After hesitating for a long time, the candidate disciple rolled and crawled back to the checkpoint, immediately flying to Cidu Shenzong.

    Rumors in Tianjian Continent: Seventeen years ago, the Ningjian Sect, which was wiped out by the world's sword cultivators because of colluding with the sword wizards to plot evil, resurrected. When the remaining evil sword wizards counterattacked the Central Plains, they set up a monument on the ruins of the Ningjian Sect in Yuhua Mountain to express their ambitions.  , wanting to echo the sword witch from afar, poisoning the great mountains and rivers of the Central Plains.

    Once this news leaked out, it caused thousands of waves.

    The incident of Di Yunchen's rebellion, which was still talked about a moment ago, as well as the divine sword Wuying and divine sword skills in his hand, were immediately overshadowed by the tombstone on the site of Ningjian Sect. To be precise,  He was overshadowed in the hearts of sword cultivators all over the world. He was known as Ningjian Sect. Every sword cultivator with a slight status in Tianjian Continent knew of his existence and clearly understood his power.

    Now this tombstone does not represent how many Ningjian Sect members will use this to revive the world's problems, but the inscription, "The unfilial son brings his mother Jing Yao to kowtow." Regardless of who Jing Yao is, but that "  "Unfilial son" is enough to show that the person who erected the monument is a descendant of Leng Hualing and his biological son. Regardless of whether this person has the outstanding talent of Leng Hualing or not, his existence is enough to make people scattered everywhere.  The Ningjian Sect members have been twisted into a ball since then. This is the power of inheritance.

    Seventeen years ago, the Ningjian Sect was just a supreme sect, but the Cidu Divine Sect, which had four great sword gods, was on pins and needles. They did not dare to rashly join forces to annihilate it all by themselves, and instead united with the other two great divine sects and the world's sword cultivators. Now, who knows,  What the Ningjian Sect has developed secretly through these seventeen years of cultivation, and now that he openly erected a monument, in the eyes of many sword cultivators, it shows his confidence, and it started during the battle between the sword wizard and the sword cultivator.  In a short period of time, the appearance of the Ningjian Sect was enough to make the sword cultivators in the world, at least the sword cultivators of the Three Gods Sect, shrink back from sending out troops to suppress witches.

    When a major event is overshadowed by a sudden and bigger event, then the previous major event is no longer a major event. At least, now the three major divine sects and their disciples of the world's most powerful sects are no longer discussing Di Yunchen's  Life and death, as well as the sword and sword skills in his hands, the Ningjian Sect is now like a lump in the throat, making sword cultivators all over the world worried.

    In this way, the pressure on the Yuncheng Sect was virtually reduced.  Isn't this Di?Is this what Yun Chen wants?
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