A woman whose face and figure could not be seen was lying beside the broken ancient bell and crying, with crystal tears falling continuously, hysterical and very painful.
She was yelling, as if trying to call for something, wanting something to come back, unable to accept this scene.
But no matter how hard she tried, the cruel truth seemed to be right in front of her and could not be changed.
As she cried, her tears turned bloody, and she was extremely hateful. She said something in her mouth, as if she had made some kind of determination.
Finally, the picture disappeared. There was no woman or broken bell in the original place, only a bloody broken hand, lying there alone.
"Whose hand is that?" Shi Zhandi asked cautiously. He clearly felt that Hua Yunfei's breath was wrong again.
"That is... that is..."
Inside the Eastern Holy Sword, the true spirit of the broken sword trembled slightly, as if it could not believe this scene.
"Qing'er... have you also been robbed?"
Hua Yunfei slowly closed his eyes, his face painful, and his fists clenched.
When he came here before, his cultivation was too low, and he couldn't see or hear clearly.
But now, he is in the realm of the Immortal Emperor, and he heard part of what the woman said while lying next to the broken ancient bell, even though they were separated by time and the avenue.
The woman was Chu Qing'er, and Huang Xuan stayed behind to protect her and Ya Ya. After that, she had been trying to find her senior brother for an unknown period of time.
But in the end, all she found was a broken ancient bell, which was Huang Xuan's natal magic weapon, the Xuanhuang Bell.
The Xuanhuang Bell was abandoned here as a natal magic weapon, and the ending of its owner Huang Xuan is not difficult to imagine.
Chu Qing'er couldn't bear the huge bad news, and she vomited blood and cried loudly.
It was to protect her and Ya Ya that Huang Xuan stayed behind to cover the retreat. If he was alone, with his cultivation, he would never be easily blocked.
It's all her fault!
She killed her second senior brother!
The picture disappeared here. Looking at the severed hand, it was obvious that Chu Qing'er had also been robbed afterwards. Her arm was cut off and fell here.
Hua Yunfei wanted to trace back and restore the whole truth, but the upper limit of this matter was too high and it was impossible to completely restore it. He could only give up temporarily.
Hua Yunfei did not speak, silently entered the bloody plain, and walked towards the severed hand step by step, with heavy steps.
Nangong Xiangtian, Shi Zhandi and others waited there silently, feeling very heavy.
They knew that this visit to the head star and witnessing the bad news one after another would greatly change Hua Yunfei's state of mind!
In the bloody plain, the scarlet mist roared, as if targeting Hua Yunfei, not letting him get close to the severed hand.
But with Hua Yunfei's current cultivation, all methods could not get close to his body, and the so-called scarlet weirdness did not pose any threat to him at all.
He walked to the broken hand, slowly squatted down, gently picked it up, and whispered: "Qing'er, Master is here to take you home..."
Hua Yunfei's eyes were wet. Witnessing the bad news of three disciples in one day was a big blow to him.
Although these three disciples did not belong to this node, they were still his disciples.
"Why am I there gone?" Hua Yunfei wondered, who would answer this question for him?
If he was still there, wouldn't his disciples be in trouble?
What about others? If his disciples were in trouble, would others also...
He thought of the words of the broken little tripod, all dead, everyone dead...
This sentence made people sad and heavy-hearted. What kind of thing would make it so desperate?
Hua Yunfei didn't think much about it. He encountered resistance in the process of holding up the broken hand. There was a time and space cause and effect suppression, which not only destroyed him, but also destroyed the broken hand.
Once people and things at different nodes meet, unpredictable consequences will occur.
But at this moment, Hua Yunfei was the Immortal Emperor. He didn't care about this level of cause and effect at all. The Immortal Emperor's cultivation was enough to solve it.
"I am the Immortal Emperor. Cause and effect, cut it!"
Hua Yunfei shouted in a low voice, and with the Immortal Emperor's cultivation, he forcibly cut all the cause and effect, and forcibly put the severed hand into the Hongmeng Divine Realm.
Afterwards, he built four tombs at Daoyuan Peak, which belonged to Ye Bufan, Huang Xuan, Jia Duobao and Chu Qing'er when they grew up.
He also buried the severed hand in Chu Qing'er's tomb, hoping that she could sleep peacefully after feeling the breath of Daoyuan Peak.
"Master promised you that he would definitely seek redress for you. This day will not be too late!!"
Hua Yunfei swore in front of the tomb.
He left the Hongmeng Divine Realm again.
At this time, the strange ghost came back. He stood there looking at Hua Yunfei, a little dazed.
After learning some of the truth, Hua Yunfei knew that this strange ghost was part of Huang Xuan's obsession, so every time he encountered it, he would feel familiar.
Huang Xuan's obsession has evolved over the years and gradually turned into a demon, but he has always stayed here and prevented anyone from disturbing the Head Star.
Even this bloody plain is not whatIt was not a Jedi, but a large cenotaph built by the strange ghost for his junior sister.
Those scarlet mists were all there to protect the broken hand, just to keep others away.
And every time he went out and came back here, it was to protect his junior sister and not let her be disturbed.
"Huang Xuan, your second senior brother is really competent, and the master is proud of you." After seeing through the truth of the bloody plain, Hua Yunfei cried silently.
The eldest senior brother Ye Bufan was not there, and his second senior brother really did a good job. Even if he died, he was obsessed with protecting his junior sister.
He was not wrong, and there was no need to blame himself. He had really done enough.
"Rest in peace." Hua Yunfei pointed at the strange ghost, turning him into light rain and slowly dissipating.
After so many years, the strange ghost should rest.
The strange ghost seemed to know something, without resistance, and let itself dissipate.
At the end of the dissipation, Hua Yunfei seemed to see a young man in yellow clothes, with a strange vision of thirty-three layers of heaven above his head, full of vigor and vitality.
He turned his back to Hua Yunfei, waved his hand handsomely, and ascended into the air step by step, as if saying: "Master, take care, the disciple is going..."
"You are still so handsome, F4 is really not good without you." Hua Yunfei smiled, but his eyes were wet.
At this time, Hua Yunfei noticed that Huang Xuan pointed to the deepest part of the bloody plain with his finger at the end of his disappearance, as if indicating something.
Hua Yunfei understood and looked over.
Then, he waved his hand and rushed directly to the deepest part of the bloody plain with Nangong Xiangtian, Shi Zhandi and others.
In the deepest part of the bloody plain, there is no scarlet mist. When you get here, the world returns to peace.
It seems that this is the last pure land in the heart of the strange ghost.
There is a mountain here, not high, but it is exactly the same as Daoyuan Peak, like a smaller version.
Hua Yunfei's body was as if he was electrocuted. The strange ghost's obsession was too strong, and he unconsciously built a "home" here.
Daoyuan Peak is where he grew up, his inner harbor, and it has always been a place where he misses and reminisces.
And on this small Daoyuan Peak, there are also several small graves, and there are stone tablets in front of each grave.
Hua Yunfei looked and saw that the first grave was his. The stone tablet in front of the grave read "home master".
After that, there are the graves of senior brothers, junior brothers, and junior sisters... a total of six graves.
At the end of the sight, there is a grave without a stone tablet. It should be built by the strange ghost for himself. He remembers his master, senior brothers, and junior sisters, but he has forgotten who he is, so there is no word on the stone tablet.