Chapter 5084 Buried in the Sea of ​​Gods!

at this time.

A young man was kneeling in front of a tomb, his head lowered and silent.

His whole body exuded an indescribable sadness.

It’s Wanjian Mountain!

He is a person who doesn't like to show his emotions.

If it weren't for the sadness shown on his body, you wouldn't be able to see any sadness at all on his face.

But people like this are the most terrifying.

Because they like to keep everything in their hearts.

Even though they are full of anger, they will not explode.

but!

Once it reaches its limit and completely explodes, it will be devastating.

"Jianshan, if you want to cry, just cry. It will feel better if you cry."

The deputy sect leader stood aside and looked at Wan Jianshan unbearably.

But Wan Jianshan remained silent.

The deputy sect leader sighed and said nothing more.

A strong wind blew, and fallen leaves were flying all around.

The big trees swayed and rattled in the wind, as if the sages buried in this cemetery were comforting the mourning person.

time.

Day by day passes.

Wan Jianshan had been kneeling in front of the tombstone, but the deputy sect leader had left that day.

The sect master has died, and the Shenmen is leaderless. As the deputy sect leader, if he still stays here to accompany Wanjian Mountain, the Shenmen will definitely be in chaos.

in short.

As the deputy sect master, he has to deal with the aftermath and make arrangements.

But every night, he would come to the cemetery, look at the people kneeling in front of the graves from a distance, and then leave silently.

Time flies.

Half a month has passed.

The destroyed Shenmen has been almost rebuilt.

The disciples have all entered into a normal life.

But the death of the sect leader has always shrouded everyone's mind.

I feel a lot of energy in my heart!

This is a wave of hatred and resentment towards the upper world!

All it takes is a fuse to detonate.

Late this night.

The full moon hangs high, and the stars twinkle.

The night sky is very bright.

The deputy sect leader came to the cemetery again, looked at Wan Jianshan who was still kneeling in front of the grave, walked up to him, and whispered: "Jianshan, it's been half a month, that's about it!"

Wan Jianshan did not answer.

The deputy sect master looked helpless and said: "Your master and I have known each other since childhood. We know each other very well. I believe he is under the influence of Jiuquan and definitely doesn't want to see you continue to be so decadent."

But as the deputy sect master's voice disappeared, there was still silence here.

"Why!"

The deputy sect leader sighed, turned and left.

But at this moment, Wan Jianshan finally reacted. He looked up at the tombstone and murmured: "Master, I swear here that I will not let your death be in vain."

"Sword Mountain..."

The deputy sect leader was overjoyed and quickly turned to look at Wan Jianshan.

Wan Jianshan knelt in front of the grave, kowtowed three times vigorously, then stood up, turned to look at the deputy sect master, and apologized: "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"it's okay no problem."

"As long as you can come out."

The deputy sect master smiled slightly, his face full of relief.

"How's the sect doing lately?"

Wan Jianshan asked.

"Everything is fine."

"The place that was destroyed has been rebuilt."

"only……"

Speaking of this, the deputy sect leader had a hint of worry in his eyes.

"how?"

Wan Jianshan is suspicious.

"After your master's death, not only the old antiques in the Holy Mountain, but also the disciples under his sect felt a little depressed."

"Anyway."

"The entire sect is now shrouded in gloom."

"I'm worried that if this continues, they will go crazy."

The deputy sect master sighed.

"They want to vent, but they can't find an outlet."

"Why haven't I been like this in the past half month? I really want to avenge my master, Mr. Qi and the others, but when I think of the eternal magic weapon in the upper world, I feel a sense of powerlessness in my heart."

Wan Jianshan shook his head.

"yes!"

"Our lower realm, no matter how many geniuses or strong men are born, will never be as good as the upper realm."

The deputy sect leader said with a depressed expression.

"Is this our fate in the lower world?"

"Does our lower realm always have to be ruled by the upper realm? How is this different from the livestock raised in captivity?"

Wan Jianshan raised his head and looked at the starry sky, his hands tightly clenched together, his eyes full of unwillingness.

The deputy sect leader's expression immediately changed, and he hurriedly whispered: "Jianshan, don't talk nonsense. If these words are heard by people in the upper world, you will definitely be charged with treason!"

"Conspiracy..."

Wan Jianshan murmured.

"Okay, stop thinking nonsense and let's talk about business!"

"In the past half month, the ten elders and I have been discussing who should succeed the sect leader."

"In the end, we agreed that you are the most suitable."

"Because now, your strength has caught up with ours, and you are deeply loved by your disciples."

"It can be said that except for your master, no one can match your dominance and appeal in Shenmen, not even me, the deputy sect master."

The deputy sect leader said.

"Let me inherit the position of sect leader?"

Wan Jianshan was stunned.

"right."

"We have also discussed it with the old antiques in the Holy Mountain, and they all agree."

The deputy sect leader nodded.

"no."

"I'm not qualified."

"Besides, you know that I have never been interested in the position of the sect master."
To be continued...