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A crystal coffin is suspended in the depths of the Three Thousand Galaxy.

On the coffin are tied with huge chains made of star iron, and the other end of the chain is connected with dazzling stars around.

The three thousand stars were connected to each other by the crystal coffin, just like the three thousand Bodhis seeds on the branches of Bodhi trees.

Those stars are blinking.

The depths of the starry sky are lonely and silent, as if even the heartbeat is swallowed by the darkness. It has obviously been silent here for thousands of years.

No one has ever trespassed for thousands of years.

Taoist Qingyi, who was walking in the starry sky in the distance, was shocked to see this scene.

He remembered that this was a funeral, recorded in the galaxy funeral in ancient books thousands of years ago.

However, since the last chaotic calamity, there are very few people who can be buried with the galaxy funeral for countless years. Because the galaxy funeral touches the way of heaven, people with great merits cannot use it, otherwise the way of heaven will punish and cut off the iron chains of star-flying.

Obviously, the people in this coffin are merciless and merciless, so that the galaxy funeral will exist for so long.

Taoist Qingyi, who was already looking for the body of the Bodhi Patriarch, would naturally not leave easily with doubts. He walked towards the crystal coffin tied with iron chains in the galaxy.

Someone stopped him.

The tall Dean Zhuang blocked the Qingyi Taoist with his arms crossed and said, "Since you have seen the coffin, why should you alarm the dead?"

The Taoist in Qingyi looked at him without looking sideways and said coldly: "Since you have seen the coffin, how can you not identify the dead?"

President Zhuang looked at the young and cold face and remained silent.

But the vision is getting sharper and the breath is getting more and more restless.

A hoe appeared in Dean Zhuang's hand at some point. It was the hoe he used to weed in the Bodhi Garden, and it was covered with some air-dried mud.

President Zhuang raised his hoe and smashed it at the head of Taoist Qingyi without saying a word.

The hoe fell, and the star in front of him produced cracks and then quietly shattered. Countless fragments of starry sky sank in the galaxy. Dean Zhuang looked up and saw a temple coming.

...

Next to the river in the green forest in the north of the academy.

Ying Tian and Yi Hongxiao, who were ordered to take the faint Luo Changfeng away from the academy, had already drawn their swords to face Luo Changfeng.

The open plank road in Jiangmanlou, their secret distance to Chencang.

Even if this place is hundreds of miles away from the academy, it is not possible to escape the pursuit and capture of the eight hundred sects in Tiandong. The academy will no longer exist and become abandoned people. Where can they hide safely?

Yingtian never thought about this problem.

Yi Hongxiao didn't think about this problem either.

They only know that they will run towards the direction of leaving the academy, the farther they will be.

"In order to preserve the inheritance of the academy, the dean came up with this bad strategy. If you insist on going back, kill us first."

Yingtian's eyes were already wet and red. A man who could not survive and die with the academy and escaped with him was already extremely guilty. At this moment, he saw Luo Changfeng's determination, and shed tears for the academy.

Yi Hongxiao also sobbed in secret with the rain.

Luo Changfeng looked at the two people who were blocking their lives to the death. He did not get angry, and did not rise up and subdue them.

He is very calm.

The calm face even had a bit of sadness.

He said sadly: "It's over, you should already know my identity."

Ying Tian and Yi Hongxiao looked at each other and said, "So what if you know? So what if you don't know?"

Luo Changfeng said: "My surname is Luo, my name is Changfeng. My ancestral home is Luohe County, Dayan, and my father Luo Ling."

Although he had long suspected Luo Changfeng's true identity, now when he heard the latter's admission with his own ears, Ying Tian and Yi Hongxiao were still quite shocked.

Ying Tian's hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Luo Changfeng continued calmly with a voice: "A few years ago, the Luo family was destroyed. My father, my mother, my grandfather, my brothers and sisters, my uncles and aunts, and even the servants of the Luo family were all spared...

…I am the only one left in the Luo family.”

"I have been living alone for three years."

Luo Changfeng let out a long sigh, his voice was still calm, but tears were already flooded with bright eyes.

He is narrating the past that has been buried in his heart for a long time and the past that he has never told anyone.

He looked very calm, but who knew that every word he said was the pain of the bloody blade cutting into his heart?

"A person has no relatives, and he will wake up from the nightmare of being unable to take revenge and blame himself. Every night, he can only look up at the galaxy and send his thoughts to his longing. Do you know what it feels like?"

Luo Changfeng suddenly raised his eyes.

The tears filled eyes staring straight at Ying Tian, ​​who held the sword in his hand and pointed directly at him.

In an instant, his heart was deeply touched by Luo Changfeng's eyes. Yi Hongxiao stretched out his hand and pressed down the trembling sword of Yingtian.

Luo Changfeng wiped away the tears and smiled bitterly: "Life is worse than death! I was only thirteen years old at that time, but I felt the feeling that life is worse than death in the world!"

"The academy is the second home for me. The teacher and the senior brother are my closest relatives, and the dean and you are my tribe members! When the family suffered a great enemy, you asked me to leave and keep me away from that...

...That once made me think I found a place where warmth was the second place to rely on my soul!”

"I am afraid of death, I am afraid of death. I am afraid that when I face death, I have not yet avenged the blood sea of ​​revenge. But I am even more afraid that after I avenge... I am homeless again!"

"I am afraid that the academy that has been prosperous for thousands of years will become a burning ruin in the thunderstorm! I am afraid that our former classmates, those who studied and practiced Taoism in the past, and laughed together will become the dry bones that no one has buried in the ruins...

”

"Stop talking!"

Yi Hongxiao had already cried.

She covered her ears tightly and shook her head wildly.

Luo Changfeng's words were like a knife in her heart.

She pressed Yingtian's shoulder with her hands, and cried in a hoarse voice: "Yingtian, let's go back, okay? We are orphans, the academy is our home..."

Yi Hongxiao cried in Yingtian's arms.

Yingtian gritted his teeth.

Blood flowed out of the corner of the mouth.

Luo Changfeng was looking at him, quietly looking at him.

Ying Tian was still suffering in his heart, but he was still insisting: "We can go back, but you can't. You are the inheritance of the academy!"

Luo Changfeng shouted angrily: "You are so confused!"

"The academy is not a single academy, the academy is everyone's academy! I am the inheritance of the academy! You are! The matchmaker is! Xiao Lingtong, Yan Xi, the walker, and those classmates who were escorted away by Jiang Manlou are all! As long as they are

Immortal! Even if one escapes, the inheritance of the academy will not be destroyed!"

"Do you understand?"

Luo Changfeng threw his sleeves angrily.

Turning around and trying to jump onto the carriage.

"Wait a minute."

Luo Changfeng turned around and looked at Ying Tian.

The latter was silent for a moment.

Then lowered your head and wiped away the tears from Yi Hongxiao's cheeks.

Ying Tian looked at Luo Changfeng again, with determination in his eyes.

"I'll drive."

...

A huge roar came from the front of the academy gate.

Reverberating with the roar were one after another of tragic sounds.

All the twenty-eight forest pavilions in the wisdom forest fell and collapsed.

Fifty-six Qingyi teachers fell into pools of blood.

In the dust all over the sky, ten figures all walked into the courtyard gate that read "Bodhi Academy" with the words "Bodhi Academy" but was beaten by countless years of wind and rain.

Then the gate of the academy collapsed!