The human soul is the most fragile, but also the coldest and hardest thing in the world.

Those tragic things that I think about and even cannot bear to dig deeper are common at that time, and even the immortal gate representing the light of the world is taken for granted.

"Disciples who have successfully matched the ghost star often eventually weaken and die because their body and veins are not enough to support the ghost star's spiritual power-" At this point, the leader breathed a deep breath, and then he slightly held his sadness and offered guilt in a righteous tone: "In order to hide the truth of this matter, those who died because of the ghost star were all refined as spirits, and drove their bodies into corpse slaves in the forbidden land. This is one of the blood crimes of the Immortal Sect!"

The wind was falling, and the wind blew over the copper bell that was spelled on the eaves of Canghai Pavilion. After a sing of a faint bell, it slowly fell to life.

Jun Han was the first to calm down in a group of horrors, and listened calmly as the old leader continued to confess his sins.

"After the Yi family successfully merged the spirit, the Immortal Sect went out of the four realms to seek the ultimate power that could completely control the ghost star. The southern land had no spirit, so they asked for the remaining power of the golden god in the western realm, and then used the Xianling Liu lineage to find the power of the East China Sea Jumang. However, these two gods also need to rely on the power of the ghost star's misfortune. They are good at offering sacrifices with ordinary spirits and seeking the power of the gods with fresh blood. This is the second blood crime of the Immortal Sect!

The gods have long disappeared in the world, and the power of the golden god Rushou has become a demon. The immortal sect is lucky and leads evil into the world regardless of the safety of sentient beings, causing the root of disaster in the present day. This is the third blood sin of the immortal sect!"

After chanting three major crimes in one breath, the old leader's heart that had been tense for a long time finally could not be tense anymore.

Just in Jun Han's sight, the old leader's hands, holding on to blood, were trembling slightly.

"The fourth blood sin of the Immortal Sect, indiscriminately, indiscriminately, indiscriminately, intoxicated by demons, not to weigh right and wrong, and to lose one's original intention, and the sin cannot be forgiven!"

This one was completely beyond Jun Han's expectations.

As the last person who can inherit the sins of the Immortal Sect in the past, what the old leader asked for was not forgiveness or understanding. The only hope was that after the truth was revealed, both sides could temporarily put aside their personal grievances and grudges for the overall situation of the world.

The remaining disciples of the Immortal Sect standing behind the old leader had no choice but to see them - these truths were too tragic and too cruel. What was tragic was the innocent blood that passed away in the past, and what was cruel was the knife marks engraved in the hearts of today's living people.

In the years in the mountains of Poison Hill, they have lived on a trace of innocence that they have been swaying innocence. No matter how many sufferings they have, at least that innocence can make them hold their heads up and their chests. Even if they fall into the depths of dust, they can hold on to the last untaintedness in their faith...

At this moment, all of this fell apart in the blood letter that their predecessors would offer to the marshal.

At this moment, the "innocence" of the Immortal Sect was completely stained with blood ink. It turned out that all this was not an unjust sin, but a real blood debt.

The head of Shushan suddenly carried his robe and fell to his knees. This scene even further bombed the hearts of the disciples who were already suffering from the destruction of today. They thought for a long time that they could not have expected that the invincible seniors would completely abandon their dignity in front of the enemies who had destroyed the Immortal Sect!

Even Jun Han himself did not expect this scene, let alone Baili Yun, who was not very calm before standing behind him...

"All these things are the blood of the past and are absolutely unrelated to these children today. The turbidity of the sea of ​​blood we were carrying before, and I will never argue with it today, let alone make excuses for it. Therefore, we will not redeem the sins!"

Jun Han didn't say anything, but there was a slight touch in his heart, and it seemed that he could not keep his usual coldness as ice.

Shaoyun's heartstrings were also completely tense and broken by his master's kneeling. The hope that had been clear for ten years suddenly became despair in this dynasty, but was gently held by someone at the moment when he was about to immerse himself in the quagmire.

"However, the Immortal Sect is really unable to avoid being in the name of "bearing sin". Although I have lost all my cultivation and are about to die, the younger generation should not be as innocent as me, nor should they bear blood sins for our predecessors, and they should be drunk with all their sins! Therefore, I would like to ask the Marshal to let these young men come out again and give the Immortal Sect another chance!" Please give up, the old leader bowed his head and even raised the blood letter high above his head.

"Master..." Shao Yun called out in a low voice, and tears almost fell out.

Jun Han was shocked by mortals again.

Although the Marshal has been a "person" for so many years, he really has no deep touch on these so-called "spiritual ambitions", but today he was shocked by an old enemy in the past.

In this way, Jun Han could not hold any malice to the immortal gate that he once hated deeply.

Jun Han sighed slightly, but when he fell, he sighed, saying, "Everyone born in the world, everything is based on his own heart, right and wrong are just worldly thoughts," he said briefly, and then reached out to take the blood letter from the head of the sect, "You can fight for opportunities by yourself. In the past, I could make my own choices, and now, these young men can do it too."

With the final permission of the marshal, the old leader who had fallen into breath all the way finally slowed down his heart. Qian Ruo curled up the smile with pleasure, but immediately a black poisonous blood fell from the corner of his lips. "I am really lucky in this life. Even in the twilight years, I can still pick up another hint of hope..."

Jun Han's eyebrows sank slightly, "Are you taking poison?"

"It's time to stop yourself and go to hell to bear your sins..." The old leader's words gradually became lighter, and his final words were like a boat with leaves floating on the boat, and there was still a breath of breath, but it was swaying.

"Master!"

"senior……"

The young men rushed over, but only Shaoyun caught the old leader's desolate body.

The poison sucks the heart and penetrates the bones into the viscera, just like thousands of ants sucking into the heart of rotten wood, but the spring breeze blows gently, bringing the last trace of tenderness that is enough to cover up the pain.

The head of the sect gently patted the back of Shaoyun's hand like a dead tree, meaningfully, and brought the last strength of his whole body to the young people, saying to these teenagers: "If you make a decision in the future, you must avoid short-sightedness and long-term plans. If you are afraid of hardships, there will be no clouds. If you are afraid of hardships, there will be no peace. There are many complicated worlds, so make sure to make a careful choice."

"Disciple understand..." Shao Yun responded tremblingly, reaching out to wipe away the shocking blood stasis at the corner of his palm's lips.

The old leader was about to die. When he finally parted, he still tried his best to smile. Two tears fell from his blind eyes. In a faint sense, there seemed to be a burning gaze watching the young men gathered in front.

"All are good kids..." Before the words were finished, the head of the sect swallowed his last breath, his body gradually became cold, and his heart was desolate.

Even though his heart is as hard as Baili Yun, he can't help but be slightly moved by the scene of his mentor's death.

Jun Han silently put away the blood letter from the old leader, but gently hooked his finger at Baili Yun next to him.

Baili Yun was now obedient and obediently approached his neck like a pug.

"You will report the death of the head of the sect to your senior brother, and there is also..." Jun Han paused deliberately, "I remember to tell her brother about your sweetheart."

Baili Yun was filled with false shame and suddenly became a fireworks out of nothing at this moment, and almost exploded on the spot.

However, the Marshal said "shush" in the world and showed his eyes the atmosphere of "not to make noise" here.

However, Baili Yun still gritted his teeth in his ear, saying, "She is not my sweetheart!"

The head-on man bluffed and raised his posture of "I have never had a lover."

Jun Han didn't care about this little difference with him, and his expression was as serious as ever. Then he continued: "In a while, all these teenagers will be handed over to you. Try to keep them all. Looking back, they are all objective seedlings of combat power. If you can't handle it, let Chen chase them and communicate more with them, and just don't cause trouble."

Baili Yun was still suppressing the "loved man" fire, so he asked in anger: "Then why don't you let that kid come directly?"

"I don't plan to let them enter the court, and they are not suitable for any kind of turbid environment." After explaining, Jun Han gently patted his shoulder and gave a look of "Do you understand?"

Baili Yun was too lazy to fight with him or her, so he waved his hand to signal him to get out of here!

Jun Han never cared about him much, so he naturally ignored his disrespect and walked back.

It was not until the wolf walked away that Baili Yun suddenly realized and came back. Looking at the group of crying juniors, he suddenly had a headache.

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Yi Chen was still unable to hold on in the house until he chased him, although his memory was still a little chaotic.

As soon as he opened the door, a breeze blew his face, with a faint fragrance of peach blossoms, as if even the meaning of brushing on willows was hidden in it. It was leisurely and brought back a sense of reality to him.

Yi Chen felt much more comfortable when he chased, so he was a little energetic, took the door to the room, and walked out of the yard.

But I turned the path under the high wall and saw Jun Han walking in a hurry, as if something was very important.

"Entertainment Father." Yi Chen chased the distance and called out and ran over, seemingly forgot about being caught not long ago. "What's the important thing about the adoptive father?"

Jun Han relaxed his eyebrows lightly, "There is some chaos in the East China Sea, and we must send troops to rescue us. Your Majesty has sent a letter and we must take a step first."

"Am Is it a war?"

"Maybe." Jun Han took a step and calmed down his mind and explained: "If you catch that mortal, go back to Beijing as soon as possible, don't delay."

Yi Chen was stunned for a moment, "Is it really that murderer?"

"It should be good based on Gui Yi's judgment - that guy has a profound cultivation level and is handed over to Tielinjun before the seal expires. At that time, I will let Shu Ling stay to help you guard."

"Will your adoptive father take Uncle Ling to the East China Sea?"

"The East China Sea is just a small problem, I am enough."

However, this matter is indeed important. Jun Han really can't leave much effort to explain to Yi Chen in detail. He can only temporarily rely on the unreliable Baili Yun in the Pavilion and the slightly more reliable Shu Ling far away in the capital.

"Don't contact that guy without authorization, especially don't fight with him, remember." After the marshal's last brief explanation, he hurriedly walked away.

Yi Chenzhui stood there and looked at his adopted father's chic back, but inexplicably raised a little worried.

Although he had always known that his adoptive father was a famous marshal, it was the first time in so many years that his adoptive father was really going to go to war.
Chapter completed!