Chapter 406: Immortality

"Woo~~"

On the side, tears suddenly welled up in the big stupid deer's eyes.

"Let's go home!"

Ning Daoran suddenly stood up, threw the wine pot off the cliff, stomped the ground lightly and flew into the air, saying in a deep voice: "Yiyi, Liuhua Island is handed over to you, I will be away for a while!"

"Uncle Ning..."

Huang Yiyi was shocked and had no idea what was going on. In her reflection, Ning Daoran, the big stupid deer, Xiaobai, Xiaoheizi and the green water turtle quickly turned into rays of light and headed towards the west, like shooting stars day and night.

…

"Bang~~~"

In the sky above Yunzhou, Ning Daoran increased his escape light to the limit. It was like thunder as it swept across the sky, leaving many cultivators in Kunpeng Immortal City dumbfounded. That escape light was clearly just the aura of the late Golden Core stage, but it was incredibly strong, almost as strong as the early Nascent Soul stage.

Inside Lingpu Cave.

The big stupid deer paced back and forth anxiously, while Little Blackie, the green turtle and Little White remained silent.

Everyone knew how Ning Daoran felt at the moment, but no one could say a word of comfort.

A few days later.

After a long journey, Ning Daoran had very little magic power left in his body. At this time, the misty Huanglong Mountains appeared before his eyes again, and at the end of the Huanglong Mountains was the Chaos Sect.

“Shua~~~”

Ning Daoran floated down and landed on the Zixiao Peak of the Chaos Sect, and the aura of the late Jindan period flashed by.

In front of the master's cave, a purple bamboo forest swayed, just like it did in the past.

Ning Daoran looked at everything familiar and his mood was shaken.

At this moment, the restrictions in the cave were thick and a figure walked out.

"Brother~~~"

She called softly.

Under the moonlight, Ning Daoran's heart seemed to break when he saw her appearance.

Although Han Bing took the Guyan Pill and still looks like a girl, her long black hair has now turned silver white and she looks extremely haggard. The magic power in her body is like a dried-up pond, no longer able to sustain.

"Junior sister."

Ning Daoran walked quickly forward and hugged Han Bing in his arms.

The moment Ning Daoran held her in his arms, Han Bing closed her eyes and cried silently.

Finally, before I passed away, I waited for him to come back.

At this time, Han Bing's life span has been completely exhausted. The serious injury she suffered at Qiushui Lake a hundred years ago left her with a severe injury and she has never been able to recover. It is clear that she is in the Jindan stage and has taken the effect of the longevity pill, so she can live for at least six or seven hundred years, but Han Bing has reached the end of her life at the age of only two hundred and ninety! "Brother, I miss you so much..."

Han Bing's words made Ning Daoran feel heartbroken.

“Senior Brother…”

Han Bing said softly, "Before you leave, will you walk with me? I want to... I want to go see our original Qiongbi Peak, okay?"

"good."

Ning Daoran rode on a beam of light and took Han Bing to Qiongbi Peak.

On the top of the Qiongbi Peak, Chen Yuzhu bowed in front of the courtyard gate without looking up.

Ning Daoran sent a voice message: "Yuzhu, it's okay, I'll walk with you."

"Yes, sir..."

Chen Yuzhu's eyes turned red, and she didn't know how to comfort him for a moment.

Everyone in the entire Chaos Sect knows that Sect Leader Han Bing is about to die. She has been in charge of the Chaos Sect for more than a hundred years. Although she has not made much achievements, she has never made any mistakes. She is a wise sect leader in everyone's mind.

The evening breeze blows, and the rice leaves sway in the sacred fields.

Han Bing held Ning Daoran's hand and couldn't help laughing. She suddenly remembered the first time she met her senior brother and saw him and Senior Brother Lu carrying a table to eat under a tree outside.

At that time, she naturally could not have imagined that this carefree young man would grow up to be a great monk in the late Jindan stage who was famous in the Xia country's immortal cultivation world!

Turning around, Han Bing looked at the long ridge of the field.

She smiled with dimples, as if she saw again the scene of the shirtless boy and a gray deer walking on the ridge of the field.

“Ahhh~~”

At the side, Big Stupid Deer nudged Han Bing's arm, indicating that the little sister need not worry, as Senior Brother Ning and Senior Brother Lu were there.

"Um!"

Han Bing nodded heavily, and took Ning Daoran to a cliff on the south side of Qiongbi Peak. She sat down side by side with Ning Daoran and put her pretty face on his arm.

"Brother."

She said softly: "It would be great if the years of the human world could stay at this moment."

Ning Daoran's eyes were red, but he did not respond to her.

"Brother~~~"

Han Bing said softly: "I am leaving soon. How should we choose the leader of Chaos Sect? Now, in addition to me, Chaos Sect still has four Jindans: Chen Yuzhu from Qiongbi Peak, who is in the middle stage of Jindan, Chen Xiyao from Zixiao Peak, Lin Ye from Zhenyang Peak, and Huang Gang, who are all in the early stage of Jindan."

"What do you think, junior sister?" Ning Daoran asked.

"Chen Xiyao?"

Han Bing asked.

“No.”

Ning Daoran shook his head: "Chen Xiyao is still inexperienced and too young. I'm afraid she can't control the peaks of Chaos Sect."

"Then it can only be Chen Yuzhu."

Han Bing said, "Chen Yuzhu has followed my senior brother for many years and has worked diligently. She is practicing the Changqing Jue, which gives her an advantage in terms of longevity. If she becomes the sect master, I will feel more at ease. However, Chen Yuzhu has always been unwilling to participate in sect affairs. She always regards herself as a descendant of Chen Weimo and feels that she is a spiritual farmer and is not worthy of becoming the sect master."

"It's okay, I'll talk her down later."

"Well, if Senior Brother speaks up, then there will definitely be no problem."

Han Bing smiled slightly, but couldn't help feeling shaken. Her life span had been exhausted and she was about to die.

"Brother, I'm leaving..."

She leaned her face on Ning Daoran's shoulder and spoke softly.

Ning Daoran didn't turn his head to look at her. Under the moonlight, two lines of tears hung on his cheeks, which was rare.

"Buzz~~~"

In the sky, the celestial phenomena are swaying.

Even the celestial phenomena above the sect seemed to sense that the sect leader was about to pass away and wanted to see her off for the last time.

All of a sudden, wisps of light came from all directions.

Chen Yuzhu, Lin Ye, Chen Xiyao, and Huang Gang, the figures of four Jindan masters appeared in the distance behind them.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Don't come near."

Chen Yuzhu knelt slowly and sent a message to order the other monks not to approach the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, everyone knelt behind Chen Yuzhu, forming a dense crowd.

…

"Brother, I have one last wish."

After a long time, Han Bing said softly.

"Junior sister, you say."

"Brother, can you erect a monument for me?"

Han Bing smiled faintly: "It sounds a bit ridiculous, but in fact, I have already prepared the inscription. I just want you to carve the last few words. This is my last wish. Please agree to it, brother."

As she spoke, she mobilized a strand of her magic power and took out a not-too-tall stone tablet from her storage bag. On it was engraved beautiful words. There was no mention of the leader of the Chaos Sect, nor did it say who was a Jindan cultivator. Just a simple line of words, "Tomb of my beloved wife Han Bing."

“Senior Brother…”

Han Bing looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance and said, "I have been thinking all these years, if I had really married Senior Brother, how happy I would have been for the past few hundred years..."

Ning Daoran almost choked.

He took the stone tablet from Han Bing, raised a finger to concentrate the sword intent, and quickly carved the four words "Ning Daoran Li".

"Brother, goodbye..."

Han Bing's last wish was fulfilled. He closed his eyes and died. The golden elixir in his body quickly dried up, and his body turned into starlight and rose up.

"Junior sister..."

Ning Daoran held her in his arms and wanted to touch her face one last time, but he only touched a fluorescent light. In the blink of an eye, Han Bing's body disappeared from his arms and turned into nothingness between heaven and earth.

Under the moonlight, Ning Daoran knelt on the ground, still holding Han Bing, but crying silently, his shoulders trembling, and tears falling to the ground.

Immortality is really not fun at all.

…

"Chen Yuzhu, send off the Sect Master!"

"Lin Ye, send off the Sect Master!"

"Chen Xiyao, send off the Sect Master!"

"Huang Gang, send off the master!"

At the foot of the mountain, a group of Chaos Sect monks were heartbroken.

Ning Daoran didn't say anything, he just knelt there stupidly, and he knelt there until dawn. When the morning light rose, he slowly turned around and said, "My junior sister has left, and the Chaos Sect cannot be without a leader for a day."

As he spoke, he cast his gaze towards Chen Yuzhu, who had the highest cultivation level in the crowd, and said, "Yuzhu, you have to take on the responsibility of serving as the leader of the Chaos Sect from today on. From today on, everyone must obey Chen Yuzhu's orders!"

"Yes, Ning Zu!"

Everyone bowed their heads and said, "We are here to see the Sect Master!"

Chen Yuzhu had a very complicated feeling in her heart, but she would never disobey Ning Daoran's words, so she slowly stood up, supported Ning Daoran from the cliff, and said, "The sect leader's funeral..."

"I'll do it myself."

"yes……"

…

A few days later.

Han Bing's funeral was held on Zixiao Peak, the main peak of Chaos Sect, and Ning Daoran presided over it personally.

All the major sects in Qingzhou sent people to pay their respects. The leaders of Xingyue Pavilion, Gangmen Sect and other sects were present in person, just to meet the legendary Ning Zu of Chaos Sect.

As a result, when everyone found out that Ning Daoran had reached the late Jindan stage, they were all extremely shocked.

Back then, this man, as Jianjia Sanren, was able to force back the Soul-Devouring Old Demon, who was in the late Jindan stage, when he was in the middle Jindan stage. He also killed many great monks in the late Jindan stage of the Sangyu Kingdom in the Mirror Flowers and Water Moon Secret Realm in the East China Sea. Now that he has been promoted to the late Jindan stage, how terrifyingly strong must his combat power be?

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, Ning Daoran's status in the Chaos Sect is equal to that of the Chaos Patriarch who founded the sect. By making friends with Ning Daoran, one can ensure that he is safe in Qingzhou! Of course, Ning Daoran didn't care about all this. He stayed to preside over Han Bing's funeral. On the one hand, he missed his junior sister, and on the other hand, he wanted to tell all the sects in Qingzhou that as long as he, Ning Daoran, was still alive, no one could touch the Chaos Sect, otherwise they would have to bear the consequences.

The previous sect leader passed away, and the new sect leader has not yet established a firm foothold. This is a precarious time for any sect.

Therefore, Ning Daoran has to stay and take charge for a while. As long as he is there, the Chaos Sect will definitely not be in chaos!

…

late at night.

In front of the mourning hall, a group of people who had just rushed over from the Han family of Qiu Shui Lake entered the mourning hall. Everyone was dressed in mourning and called Han Bing the ancestor. Unfortunately, Ning Daoran had been gone for so many years that these people didn't recognize any of him.

(End of this chapter)