Three days later, Elder Hu Chengye became the first of nineteen people to die. He was extremely thin. In three days, he talked to Qin Haoxuan intermittently about what he taught in Taichu, about his hall master, his brothers, and what they had done together...

The ending was predicted, so Elder Hu Chengye's face was peaceful and he had a smile on his lips. He completed his mission, allowing the disciples of the Xijiyuan to withstand all the abuse and proved to everyone that they were not traitors and would never betray Taichu, and would never!

If Qin Haoxuan hadn't rescued them, perhaps such a group of unknown heroes would have died in the dark mine veins. No one knew them, and no one would have remembered them...

"Elder Hu told us that our persistence, loyalty and never surrender were not for others to see, but something that would make our backs straight until death. So, even if no one knew, it wouldn't matter. When we die, our souls will return to Taichu, and we will be able to enter Yingling Mountain with dignity..."

Jing He and others burst into tears. They said that they would not cry no matter who left, but they really couldn't help it.

Qin Haoxuan frozen Hu Chengye with the power of cold breath and carefully put it into the Dragon Scale Sword. His eyes were red, but his face was firm, and he said word by word: "You are Taichu's hero."

Soon, the remaining disciples became weaker day by day, and the death came unexpectedly. Qin Haoxuan did not expect that their health was really so bad that he had to freeze several corpses of the Taichu disciples almost every day.

"His name is Wen Mao. We all call him Xiao Maotou. He is the youngest among us. Originally, he was the one who feared the most pain. Once, the people in Puguang Pavilion hit him with a whip, and the flesh on his back was about to be smashed. He cried very hard. Senior Brother Li Yang blocked him and received so many whips for him. Senior Brother Li Yang went that night. Before leaving, he told Xiao Maotou that Taichu disciples could not cry in front of the enemy... Later, he really never cried again..."

Jing He was helping Wen Mao tidy up his clothes while whispering...

"He is Ji Wenguang, he is very powerful, a gray immortal, and he works hard..."

"He is Jiang Zhencheng, always looking like a young man, but he is not much older than a young man. He is also a disciple who just entered the door a few years ago..."

...

It took less than five days to wait for the night when the last person closed his eyes.

After a gloomy morning, with a lightning bolt that ran across the world, it finally rained down. The raindrops hit the ground like hail, and the shallow vortex of the pit covered their feet.

The nineteen people, Qin Haoxuan froze them with his own hands, and then put them into the Dragon Scale Sword one by one, and then he let out a breath of power.

"We want to go back to Taichu."

"Deputy Master Qin, when we die, you can take us back to Taichu. That, I, I haven't been to Taichu yet."

Those words were still lingering in his ears, Qin Haoxuan's tears mixed with raindrops, and he roared softly, as if the roar of a trapped beast, with endless sorrow.

Letting the heavy rain fall on his body, Qin Haoxuan left the Flying Fairy Valley and returned to Taichu with the bodies of twenty Taichu disciples.

"Stop! Who are you?"

Qin Haoxuan had just stepped around Taichu when a loud shout came from the front.

"Elder An, I look... Why do I look so much like Qin Haoxuan..."

Qin Haoxuan was soaked all over, his black hair was still condensed on his cheeks, and his deep facial features were cold and cold. He slowly looked up and looked at the dozens of Puguang Pavilion disciples in front of him.

Elder An and the thirteen Puguang Pavilion disciples behind him were all shocked and unconsciously took a few steps back.

That look...

It's really terrible. It's not a human look at all, it's a devil!

"Run..." Elder An trembled all over and said a word tremblingly, but his legs became weak and he didn't even have the strength to run.

brush!

Qin Haoxuan suddenly drew his sword, and a sword light broke through the sky, with endless murderous intent and overwhelming anger. The sharp sword light cut the sky and the earth, tore through the void, and came out in an instant with the madness that destroyed everything!

The disciples of Puguang Pavilion were frightened and could not react at all, so they were torn into pieces by the powerful sword intent!

Qin Haoxuan raised his foot again and walked slowly through a blood mist, like a real god of killing.

...

The cold Taichu was no different from before he left. It was snowing heavily and the wind was like a knife. In addition, the vitality was cut off and there was a dead silence.

When I arrived at the location of Yingling Mountain, it had been shattered into a trough by that war. The grave was no longer there, and the sadness was like the sea.

Qin Haoxuan was stunned for a long time and took out the twenty corpses one by one from the dragon scale sword and placed them carefully on this land. Before his tears could flow out, they were frozen into ice.

On this battlefield, countless corpses of Taichu Sect disciples were buried. Qin Haoxuan knew that they did not die out. The bones of these soldiers became Taichu's new backbone, and his flesh and blood merged into Taichu's land, and their souls were with Taichu.

The heavy snow like goose feathers fell continuously, wrapping Qin Haoxuan up. His hair was frozen and his whole body was trapped in snowflakes. He merged with the entire Taichu, and the wind passed by him with a cry of wind.

Qin Haoxuan moved and bent down to bow deeply to the disciples. The snowflakes on his body fell down, and the ice cubes formed on his robes fell down bit by bit.

"Master, I have frozen Taichu with my own hands. One day, I will unseal it with my own hands." Qin Haoxuan said softly to the vast Taichu Church.

...

After leaving Taichu, Qin Haoxuan walked aimlessly on the road. He did not fly in the air or sailed his sword. He climbed up a gray hill like a mortal. Then he felt a little tired, so he sat on the top of the mountain, his eyes casually looking at the sky and the ground, and his head was empty.

“Where should I go?”

Qin Haoxuan asked himself that he was rarely confused. Such a vast world seemed to be covered in thick fog in his eyes, without seeing the direction and nowhere to go.

Taichu was frozen, and Xu Yu and the others were missing, so they could not contact each other at all.

"It's been four years. If I want to, I can naturally go to Zhang Kuang and the others, but now I am being watched by the people of the world. If I really go to them, I may reveal the whereabouts of Taichu disciples by accident. That's a big mistake. I can't go."

"Where can I go?"

There are three thousand great avenues, and the sadness that I cannot give rise to is lingering in Qin Haoxuan's heart.

No, I can't do nothing at this time.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Haoxuan cheered up and asked himself, what do you want to do?

I want to destroy Puguang Pavilion, avenge Taichu, welcome everyone back to build Taichu, and rebuild Taichu.

The answer is unquestionable.

This is the obsession in Qin Haoxuan’s heart over the years.

You know what you want, and what do you need to do?

Qin Haoxuan asked and answered: "I want to become stronger."

His eyes gradually became dim. Qin Haoxuan remembered the battle of Huang Long, and a sudden anger almost burst out from his chest. He knew in his heart that he was really much different from Puguang Pavilion now. Now he has no strength to compete with the entire Puguang Pavilion.

"I want to become stronger and become very powerful." Qin Haoxuan repeated word by word, "If I could be a person like Jiang Zibai, if I could enter the Taoist Palace..."

Looking up at the sky, Qin Haoxuan leaned against a huge stone and began to think about how to further improve his cultivation: "After entering the Immortal Infant Realm, it is very difficult to go forward every step. In the year of practicing in the Immortal Valley, except for increasing the cold breathing power in my body, it seems that it is not helpful for the growth of my cultivation."

"Senior Jiang Zibai once said that after entering the Immortal Infant Realm, it is impossible to make progress based on daily meditation and practice, and you must realize it."

Qin Haoxuan turned his head and thought, "Where is the right place for me to realize the truth?"

"Devil?!Devil Qin Haoxuan!"

A screaming voice interrupted Qin Haoxuan's thoughts. He frowned impatiently and turned to look.

A young man who had just climbed to the top of the mountain, with his cultivation level in the Immortal Tree Realm, dressed in extraordinary clothes, handsome face, and a little naive and stupidity who was ignorant of the world for the first time, was looking at himself with his eyes shining.

Niu Fei felt that he had really had a fortune this time. He was also an elite from a great sect from thousands of years. This time it was his first time to go out alone to experience it, so he always chose the most remote place to go, feeling that he would definitely have an adventure!

Unexpectedly, just as I climbed up a hill with a not-stunning appearance, I saw a tall and strong man sitting here, with a strong aura. Although he had not moved, he exuded a terrifying sense of oppression all over his body.

The more I looked, the more familiar he felt. Niu Fei's eyes lit up. He took out a wanted order from Qiankun bag and compared it three times. He was so excited. Isn't this Qin Haoxuan, the big devil wanted by the Supreme Sect, all over the world?!

Being dazzled by the sudden excitement, Niu Fei shouted without even considering the gap between the enemy and us.

"Big Devil! It's your fault to let me meet you. Today, Niu Fei, a disciple of the Jihuo Sect, is going to go on behalf of Tianxing...ah!"

Before Niu Fei finished speaking, he was suddenly lifted out by a force like a tsunami, and then plunged into the shallow stream below the mountain.

With a severe chest pain, he struggled to climb up from the water. Feeling the force that he could not stop, Niu Fei's face turned pale, and then he realized his fear.

"No, I can't get on my own, right, I definitely can't beat him. I have to call someone, I have to call someone..."

A few signals were sent out tremblingly. A quarter of an hour later, several figures whizzed from the sky and asked condescendingly: "Where is that devil?"

Niu Fei also quickly took off his sword and rushed forward, shouting: "It's on this hill."

As soon as he finished speaking, Niu Fei was stunned because the mountain where he had just been knocked down was empty and Qin Haoxuan had long disappeared.

"Hey? I saw him here just now..."

"Boy, are you kidding us?"

Several great men surrounded him in a fierce manner.

"No, I don't..."
Chapter completed!