Longevity starts with strengthening the internal organs

The huge Canglong Square was silent.

The bloodstains left over from yesterday's battle are still fresh. The houses destroyed by the aftermath and the overturned and broken stone slabs all tell the story of the brutality of the battle.

At this moment, all the elders and disciples were standing side by side up and down the Canglong Temple.

Everyone looked sad, and some even sobbed quietly.

In the middle of the square, there is a coffin.

The coffin was made temporarily. The wood was from a century-old pine in the back mountain. After Zhao Ya split it with his palm, he dragged it back.

Although there were no professional carpenters in the temple, Zhao Ya still dug out a coffin from the huge pine wood with his superb skills.

The grain of the pine wood is very clear, and the air is even filled with the fragrance of pine sap.

Guan Xuejiang's body was parked inside.

Although he changed into a brand new robe, it still couldn't cover up his body that was weak due to excessive burning of energy and blood.

Everyone stepped forward one by one to look at Guan Xuejiang's remains.

Some people cried loudly, while others shed tears silently.

The entire Canglong Temple was filled with a huge and silent sadness.

After all, they had just encountered a battle that nearly wiped out the family yesterday, and today the great elder left them again.

This naturally makes many people feel confused and don’t know what to do next.

Zhao Ya stood silently in front of the coffin, and Guo Luming beside him suddenly sighed.

"You see, everyone is at a loss."

As he said that, he looked at Zhao Ya, "So, have you figured out how to go next?"

When he said this, Guo Luming's eyes were filled with anticipation.

Zhao Ya was silent for a long time, until Guo Luming's face almost showed disappointment, and then he spoke.

"For today's plan, there is only one way to go."

"Oh, which way?" Guo Luming asked immediately.

"Seal the mountains and close the doors, accumulate strength, and wait for the opportunity." Zhao Ya said in a deep voice.

Guo Luming smiled.

This was what he was waiting for.

If Zhao Ya is hot-headed and insists on killing Wanghai Tower, or is eager to win people's hearts and show his strength, then he will have to think about whether it is useless to endure the huge pain and stay in this world.

fine!

Zhao Ya is far more mature and steady than he thought.

Although mountain closure will bring various disadvantages, it is the best choice now.

After all, after this battle at Canglong Temple, the vitality that had not recovered was severely damaged again.

This is a fact that everyone can see, and it is not something you can change by bluffing.

So at this moment, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are secretly staring at Canglong Temple.

Let’s not talk about the distance, let’s talk about Wanghai Tower last night.

If Zhao Ya hadn't taken action in time, it might have caused another tragedy of annihilation.

Therefore, the only solution for now is to shut down the mountain and close the door honestly.

Although doing so will greatly reduce the reputation of Canglong Temple and even remove it from the Thirteen Sects outside Huawai.

But at least this will make it difficult for many people with evil intentions to start.

After all, the rule of the Huwai Land is that once a sect declares a closure, it can no longer be provoked except by the hatred of life and death.

Even though most of the rules in the Outer Land are now in vain, this rule has not been abolished, but has been implemented.

After all, no one can guarantee that their sect will not be in trouble one day.

This is equivalent to giving yourself a chance to recuperate and make a comeback.

"Very good, what you are thinking is exactly what I and my junior brother mean."

Speaking of this, Guo Luming looked at Guan Xuejiang's body and said calmly.

"Although doing this may not necessarily avoid all covetous people, and it will inevitably cause someone to add insult to injury, but at least you can take a breather."

"And during this time, you have to do two things."

"Elder, please speak." Zhao Ya asked very respectfully.

He understood that Guo Luming's injuries were actually no less serious than Guan Xuejiang's.

It's just because his skills are deeper that he has managed to survive until now.

But normally speaking, Guo Luming's top priority at this time is to choose a quiet place to recuperate, so that he may be able to live for a few more years.

But now Guo Luming obviously has no intention of escaping from the world.

The intention is very clear.

He wanted to help himself, or help this Canglong Temple, in his last moments.

Therefore, Zhao Ya respected him very much.

"First, although you are not weak in strength, you have not accumulated enough, so you still have many shortcomings compared with the real top masters. During this period of time, you must follow me to practice with concentration, strive to make up for your shortcomings, and become a A strong person who can truly gain a foothold in a foreign land."

Zhao Ya had no objection to this and nodded in agreement.

"Second, the huge Canglong Temple cannot rely on just you and Yun Shen Jianji. It must cultivate enough middle-level experts as soon as possible. I can't help you with this, so you can only worry about it yourself. "

What Guo Luming said was actually exactly what Zhao Ya was thinking.

"Elder, I understand."

A gust of cool wind blew by, Guo Luming coughed twice, then wrapped himself in clothes, looked at Guan Xuejiang's body and sighed.

"Actually, if you ask me, just incinerate his body. Why go to all the trouble as you said."

Zhao Ya firmly shook his head at this.

"Elder, I can listen to you on everything else, but not on this matter."

Speaking of this, Zhao Ya also looked at Guan Xuejiang's body and whispered.

"The Great Elder worked hard for Canglong Temple, and in the end even risked his life. I should have held a grand funeral for him, but now the circumstances are special and the conditions really do not allow it. I feel really guilty."

"I believe that all the elders and disciples at Hesi Temple also think so, so I want to temporarily store the body of the great elder, and then hold a grand funeral for him when Canglong Temple reopens its gates in the future. "

Hearing Zhao Ya's extremely firm words, Guo Luming shook his head.

"It's up to you. I'm going back first. I haven't slept all night and I'm really sleepy."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Looking at Guo Luming's staggering back, Zhao Ya felt quite sad.

Once upon a time, Elder Guo Luming was so high-spirited that when he was presenting books in the library, he even took all his attacks with one hand.

As a result, time has passed and Guo Luming now looks like an ordinary old man.

Zhao Ya shook his head to dispel the sadness.

At this time, everyone had paid their respects to Guan Xuejiang's remains.

Zhao Ya took out a small bag and sprinkled the powder inside evenly on Guan Xuejiang's body.

These powders were prepared by Zhao Ya just now.

It has only one function, and that is anti-corrosion.

With this, even after a scorching summer, it can be guaranteed that Guan Xuejiang's body will not rot and can survive until the day of his burial.

After everything was settled, Zhao Ya, Shen Yunshen, Qin Jianji and other elders lifted the huge coffin board and gently placed it on the coffin.

Then Zhao Ya used both hands to lift the huge coffin and moved it into the main hall.

Guan Xuejiang's coffin will be temporarily placed here until the day of burial.

This is what Zhao Ya did deliberately, so that everyone can see the coffin at any time, so as to remember this period of history and inspire themselves.

After finishing all this, Zhao Ya summoned Shen Yunshen, Qin Jianji and other elders together and told them his intention to close the mountain and recuperate.

Qin Jianji was the first to express his support.

"That's it."

Other elders also expressed their agreement.

Only Shen Yunshen remained silent.

Zhao Ya looked at him, "Elder Yun Shen, what do you think?"

"Of course I have no objection. I'm just wondering, how long will the mountain be closed?"

Speaking of this, a murderous intention appeared on Shen Yunshen's face.

"The gang of bastards in Wanghailou actually want to take advantage of the situation. That is to say, I am injured now, otherwise they would have come to settle the score with Jiang Shengwu."

Zhao Ya pondered for a moment, "I don't know either, but it will take at least three years."

"Three years..." Shen Yun pondered for a moment, then nodded heavily.

"Okay, three years will be three years, but we have agreed that no one will rob me at that time. I will go to Wanghai Tower to settle accounts with them first."

It was obvious that Shen Yunshen hated Wanghailou's secret attack and almost wanted to kill him.

Zhao Ya smiled when he heard this and said, "Okay, then everything will be up to you."

Since all the elders had no objections, it was time to wait and Zhao Ya soon made the decision to close the mountain.

When the news came out, the major sects in Huawai Land were not too surprised.

After all, they are all watching this battle.

Although Canglong Temple won, it was a miserable victory that severely damaged their vitality, so it was reasonable to seal the mountain.

But this also attracted more criticism.

A long time ago, many people felt that Canglong Temple had been reduced to a second-rate sect, and that it was not worthy of its name among the thirteen sects outside of China.

Therefore, it was proposed to remove Canglong Temple from the thirteen Conghua sects.

After the mountain closure this time, these people have sufficient reasons.

After all, in the history of Huawai Land, there are countless sects that have closed down the mountains, but only a handful of them can really get back up from the quagmire.

Most of them remain anonymous, reduced to passers-by, and eventually disappear silently into the long river of history.

The reason for this is that after the mountain is closed, the sect's reputation and appeal will plummet.

It is extremely difficult to recruit outstanding disciples at this time.

You must know that without the supply of fresh blood, no matter how powerful a sect is, it will fall into an unsustainable predicament.

Not to mention the sect that was already dying and could only breathe one last breath.

So closing the mountain and closing the door is equivalent to gambling, but the chance of winning is...

Extremely small!

And just when there was a lot of talk about kicking Canglong Temple out of the Thirteen Huawai Sects.

In Wanghai Tower, Jiang Shengwu's face was so gloomy that he could almost shed tears.

"Seal the mountain and close the door, haha! You Guan Xuejiang, you Guo Luming, kill my elders, and then plan to become a turtle?"

At the end of the sentence, Jiang Shengwu was so angry that he smashed the huge stone table into powder with one palm.

No one in the room dared to speak.

Everyone lowered their heads, for fear of angering Jiang Shengwu again.

There are even many people who look sad on the surface, but are actually full of gloating on the inside.

Shen Jiu was too strong in Wanghai Tower before.

It can be said that without Jiang Shengwu coming forward, he was the No. 2 host.

Many people have long been unhappy with this, but they just dare not speak out.

Now that he is dead, one can imagine how happy these people are.

There was only one person in the audience who was genuinely sad.

Pei Quan'an cried until his eyes were swollen, and his heart was filled with despair.

Even though Shen Jiu was bad in one way or another, at least he was very kind to him.

Relying on his master's power, Pei Quan'an dominated the disciples in Wanghai Tower and lived a happy life.

But he didn't expect that his backer would fall overnight, which naturally frightened him.

Because based on what he had done before, without Shen Jiu's protection, there were countless people who were eyeing him.

So he cried even more sadly than his biological father died.

Fortunately, at this moment, Jiang Shengwu gradually regained his composure, and then raised his eyes to look at him who was crying.

"Are you Shen Jiu's disciple Pei Quan'an?" Jiang Shengwu asked in a deep voice.

Pei Quan'an trembled all over, and then he fell to his knees with a heartbeat.

"Yes, this disciple's master is none other than Elder Shen!"

"Well, Shen Jiu has paid a lot for me, Wanghailou. Now that he is dead, I feel really sad. Seeing that you can cry so sadly, you are obviously a caring person."

Jiang Shengwu sighed, then looked around, then pointed at one of the elders.

"Elder Zhen, you will be this son's master from now on. I hope you will take good care of him and don't treat him badly."

The person who was targeted was a middle-aged man with a horse-like face.

After hearing Jiang Shengwu's words, he hurriedly bowed.

"Yes, I will definitely take good care of him."

At this time, Pei Quan'an also came to his senses. He thanked Jiang Shengwu for his kindness, then turned around and kowtowed to Elder Zhen.

"Master, please bow to me, my disciple."

Zhen Juncheng hurriedly helped Pei Quan'an up, "Good disciple, we will be a family from now on, there is no need for this."

"Master, although I am far inferior to Elder Shen, I will do my best to live up to the original poster's trust."

"Thank you Master!"

For a moment, the master and apprentice seemed very harmonious.

Jiang Shengwu looked very pleased, waved his hand and said, "Okay, master and apprentice, if you have anything to say, we'll discuss it in private."

Then he looked around at the people present with a solemn expression.

"Now Canglong Temple is closed, but this does not mean that this matter is over. Pass on my order. From today on, pay close attention to the movements of Canglong Temple, and then wait for the opportunity. I will make this sect never recover again." In the human world.”

"yes!"

Jiang Shengwu left.

Everyone also dispersed.

Pei Quan'an followed Zhen Juncheng step by step, and after exchanging greetings and expressing the deep love between master and disciple, he said goodbye.

But after returning to his residence, the smile on Pei Quan'an's face gradually faded, replaced by an extremely solemn look.

He knew better than anyone that Zhen Juncheng, who seemed to have deep affection for him, actually didn't take him seriously at all.

Because I had hinted a few times that I wanted to move to his place, but he changed the subject intentionally or unintentionally.

It was obvious that Zhen Juncheng wanted to keep distance from himself.

This is not a good sign.

This means that Zhen Juncheng's words to Jiang Shengwu were just hypocrisy, and in fact he did not want to get involved in his own affairs at all.

Just when Pei Quan'an was shocked and frightened, Nangong Yanran walked up carefully holding tea.

"Senior brother, let's have a sip of tea."

Today, Nangong Yanran is also in a state of great fear and uneasiness.

Because Shen Jiu is dead and his senior brother has no backer, what should he do?

To know that he followed Pei Quan'an as soon as he entered Wanghai Tower, it can be said that his eyes were completely dark.

So at this time, she was afraid that Pei Quan'an would no longer want her.

But looking at Nangong Yanran's pretty face, Pei Quan'an felt irritated.

Just when he was about to get angry, he suddenly thought of something, swallowed the curse words on his lips and said with a smile,

"Yanran, I remember that your home seems to be quite close to the Gui family in Mohai City!"