The situation changed immediately.

The giant tower was spinning in the air, blocking out the sun and the sky, but when it landed on the ground, it was very small and could be held in the hand.

Jun Yanzhi just held the giant tower in a daze. He was not tied to the thin wire at this time, and the people around him could not do anything to him. No one dared to act rashly. They raised their swords and looked at each other, and the situation became a standoff for a while.

Jun Yanzhi whispered: "Junior brother is in this tower?"

Xi Fang was almost confused by the sudden change, and lowered his voice and said: "Not bad."

"What's in it? Samadhi True Fire?"

"...The endless true fire burns until it turns to ashes."

Jun Yanzhi's pupils suddenly changed. In the sunlight, the pupils were almost translucent, becoming a very light amber color. Everyone was filled with fear and tightened their swords. Those who were timid blurted out, "What are you going to do?"

Jun Yanzhi threw the Immortal Pagoda into the air and chopped it hard with his long sword.

Xi Fang shouted, "No!"

A deafening "clang" sound came from the air, and the disciples' heads were shaken. They hurriedly complained and covered their ears. The aftermath lingered in their heads for a long time and gradually faded. When the disciples raised their heads, they shook their heads and saw that the black pagoda fell to the ground, but it was undamaged as before.

Jun Yanzhi stood motionless, bleeding from the wounds on his chest, waist and abdomen, but he seemed to feel no pain and stared blankly.

"If you damage the Immortal Execution Tower, your junior brother's life will be in danger." Xi Fang said in a deep voice.

Jun Yanzhi held the giant tower and slowly showed a little fear: "How to save him?"

He was always elegant and calm in front of others, and he did not change his expression even when he was trapped by the Immortal Execution Tower. At this moment, he looked at Xi Fang with a little pleading.

Liu Qianmo and He Ling looked at him with some reluctance.

Xi Fang said slowly, "If you are willing to surrender, I will go back and think of a solution."

Before he finished speaking, two sword energies attacked Jun Yanzhi from behind, with flying sand and rocks and strong winds. Jun Yanzhi did not want to dodge, but looked at Xi Fang and said softly, "If you rescue him, I will let you deal with me."

Immediately, two sword energies fell on Jun Yanzhi's shoulders, and blood spurted out! The black pagoda fell to the ground.

Liu Qianmo could not help but shout, "This is a delaying tactic, don't believe it!"

He Ling's annoyed voice came, "Junior Brother Jing risked his life to save you, and this is how you repay him?"

Xi Fang silently recited the formula with an expressionless face, and the Immortal Pagoda flew in the air, spinning and slowly growing larger.

Seeing the dark tower blocking the sun like a millstone, a white shadow suddenly rose from the stone and flew towards the distant mountains, saying loudly: "Jun Yanzhi, Junior Brother Jing once said a few words to me about you. Do you want to know?"

Jun Yanzhi was stunned: "What did he say?"

"Follow me!"

Jun Yanzhi looked up at the tower, and finally chased after He Ling in a daze.

Lu Changqing and others quickly chased after him, but saw Jun Yanzhi pull up He Ling's arm, turned into a green light, and disappeared.

Liu Qianmo swallowed lightly, shivering a little under the cold gaze of the crowd.

"Lock Liu Qianmo first, and order the arrest of He Ling." Xi Fang seemed to have a lot on his mind and ordered in a deep voice.

Liu Qianmo bit his lip tightly and looked at the disciples who surrounded him calmly: "Why do you want to lock me up? The sect rules do not allow persecuting fellow disciples. Has the sect master forgotten?"

Xi Fang looked at Liu Qianmo indifferently, but there was an invisible pressure slowly rising up, making people unable to straighten their spines: "Good and evil cannot coexist. Now it is not me who wants to persecute, but you are determined to protect Jun Yanzhi."

"Sect Master..." Liu Qianmo gritted his teeth.

Wen Jing died, Jun Yanzhi left, why did everything change overnight? Now he

can't beat him or escape, and there are still several junior brothers who have no one to take care of them...

He just can't bear to see Jun Yanzhi being killed!

"Let's go." Wen Renmu pushed him lightly.

"Get out of my way!" A cold voice came from the air.

In an instant, a gust of wind blew in, carrying with it flying leaves, sand and rocks, and a chill that could freeze people.

Liu Qianmo's eyes flickered, and in a trance, a tall dark gray figure landed in front of him.

Master, Duan Xuan?

"Master, this is my disciple, I will teach him well myself." Duan Xuan's voice was like a piece of iron, tough and uncompromising, as if everything was in his hands and he didn't need to worry about it anymore.

Liu Qianmo's heart warmed up. For so many years, all he wanted was a moment like this!

Xi Fang said slowly: "Do you know everything about Jun Yanzhi?"

"The disciple sent by the sect master has already told me."

"...It was a mistake of negligence, and I cannot deny the blame."

"I will capture Jun Yanzhi and bring him back." Duan Xuan never liked to waste words, and he would never bow his head. He said briefly and bluntly, "If the sect master has nothing else to do, let me investigate this matter, and everyone please go back. Even if Liu Qianmo did something wrong, I, as his master, will discipline him."

Lu Changqing and others had already returned, their faces were blue and cold, and they did not speak. It was obvious that they did not catch up with Jun Yanzhi at all.

Xi Fang waved his sleeves tiredly: "I will go back for now today, and inform other sects about Jun Yanzhi tomorrow."

"Yes."

Liu Qianmo looked down at the ground.

To notify other sects means to kill Jun Yanzhi completely and not give him any chance to live...

Huishi Peak's past peaceful and tranquil days, free from fighting and quarreling, will never return.

He

Ling stopped beside a pile of rocks in the mountains.

Jun Yanzhi landed ten steps away from him, but did not dare to ask, just stared at him motionlessly.

His blue shirt had long turned dark red, his face was as pale as paper, but he seemed to be completely unconcerned. He Ling saw his somewhat nervous look and felt annoyed. He just wanted to say something to lead him away, and he had no time to think too much, so he could only say nonsense: "Junior Brother Jing said that he... loves, loves you."

Jun Yanzhi's eyes turned red, and he stared blankly.

He Ling sighed in his heart. Jun Yanzhi had always been cold and distant, like a god who didn't care about worldly things. When did he become the one who cried easily? What about the viciousness that had locked him in the barrier a few days ago?

"Now that things have come to this, don't let Junior Brother Jing down for saving you. Find a place to recuperate and disappear from the scene!"

Jun Yanzhi stood there like a tree, still refusing to leave.

"..." He Ling frowned tightly.

"Are there any more?"

"...Didn't he ask you to take good care of the big turtle before he left?" He Ling frowned and said, "The big turtle is so important to him, you should look for it carefully and don't let it die."

"...Didn't you say anything else?"

"No more." He Ling turned his head and flew in the air, unable to help but getting angry again, "Junior Brother Jing gave his life for you, you should take care of yourself." Flying

farther and farther, He Ling turned his head and looked, and the dark red long gown stood under the pine tree for a long time, looming.

Junior Brother Jing... is he really dead?

Jun Yanzhi didn't know how long he sat under the pine tree. He only remembered vaguely that the sky darkened, the north wind was blowing at night, and he was shivering with cold. He lowered his head, thinking about how warm and fresh Wen Jing's body was in his memory, like a small heater in winter. While he was lost in thought, the sky gradually became brighter.

Not long after, it got dark again, and the cycle repeated itself.

His body seemed to be seriously injured and seemed to be gradually weakening, but he sat under the pine tree without caring.

In this way, he didn't know how long the days of darkness passed.

Suddenly, he felt something nudging his legs.

Jun Yanzhi lowered his head and saw a dark turtle as big as a basin lying at his feet, biting his trouser legs relentlessly. He bent down and picked up the turtle, staring at it motionlessly for a long time, and whispered: "He's gone, and there are only two of us left."

The big turtle opened its mouth, revealing a piece of slightly damp paper.

Jun Yanzhi took it out of its mouth and opened it carefully.

The handwriting was illegible, but the familiarity between the lines made his eyes wet.

"Brother Jun, I'll regret for the pain I caused you. I went to the Red Maple Sect to retrieve a copy of "Thunder Swordsmanship". You can look for it in the gap between the bed in my room. Take care."

Jun Yanzhi stared at the paper in a daze, and suddenly flew up.

·

It was late at night when He Ling returned to Huishi Peak silently. The stars in the sky were dim, there was no moon or light, and the north wind was howling, but it couldn't stop all the disciples from gathering and waiting in front of the door.

Liu Qianmo was the first to attack: "He Ling, explain what happened."

Mo Shaoyan said: "You know about Senior Brother Jun? You reported it to Sect Master Xi? Junior Brother Jing is dead!"

"What happened to Junior Brother Jing ?"

"Is there any hope of saving him after entering the Immortal Punishment Tower?"

"Let's put Wen Jing's matter aside for now," Duan Xuan interrupted the disciples slowly, "I just want to know if Jun Yanzhi made you and me crazy and almost hurt Qianmo and Shaoyan's people."

He Ling said nothing.

"Yes, or no?" Duan Xuan's voice was low and cold, pressing him.

"..." He Ling glanced at him indifferently.

If there is someone in Huishi Peak who is more stubborn than Duan Xuan and who is more willing to take soft measures than hard ones, it is He Ling. When others saw Duan Xuan attacking, they would retreat and avoid his sharp edge, but he seemed to be nonchalant and snorted, neither soft nor hard, and was considered to be confronting him.

Both of them like to decide the victory or defeat by force, and if this continues, they will inevitably have a fight.

Liu Qianmo quickly interrupted and said, "It seems so. When He Ling questioned Yan Zhi before, he did not deny it."

"If you don't report it sooner, it will cause a big disaster sooner!" Duan Xuan slapped the stone at his hand, and it immediately broke and shattered into thousands of pieces.

All the disciples were stunned: "Master, calm down!"

Liu Qianmo said: "It's come to this point, there's no point in talking any further. He Ling, we are all family, you should explain things clearly and let Master make his own conclusion."

He Ling sighed and told the story of the demonic aura revealed by Jun Yanzhi when he confronted Wen Jing that day.

Gui Xinbi said, "It was you who reported this to Sect Master Xi?"

He Ling snorted: "..." Mo

Shaoyan said, "How is that possible? I think Wen Renmu's expression was a little strange today."

"What's strange about him?"

"He has been standing beside Sect Master Xi and muttering to himself since the beginning."

Liu Qianmo said seriously, "There is indeed something wrong with Wen Renmu. He went to the Gujing Sect a few days ago to call us back, but he suddenly disappeared for some reason. He finally came back last month and said he was recuperating in a mountain villa."

Gui Xinbi said, "I think he reported this after he discovered it by accident and was beaten by Jun Yanzhi. He has always been hoping that something would happen to Jun Yanzhi. If he finds out, it would be strange if he doesn't report it." As soon as

these words came out, the disciples were filled with indignation.

"He caused Junior Brother Jing's death and brought Huishi Peak to this state! Who is he?"

"I really want to teach him a lesson."

"Right! I must kill him."