Although he was cold and ruthless by nature, in order to conceal Zuo Yanlin's identity, he allowed him to sneak into Changfeng Sect and ruthlessly massacre the people of a whole village, without leaving any men, women, young and old, Zuo Yanlin was his biological flesh and blood after all, and he was also his only flesh and blood.

At the beginning, he saw that his qualifications were not very good, and he would never achieve much success in staying in Duanyue Sect, and he would never be able to take over the position of his sect leader. Therefore, he opened up Xi Zhi and let him sneak into Changfeng Sect and find a way to make great contributions so that he can take over his position legitimately in the future.

Although it has been difficult for the father and son to get together since then, and occasionally they meet each other, all his hopes are actually placed on this son. Looking at Zuo Yanlin's cold body and his eyes that are dying, his heart is like a knife cutting, and he wishes to cut Gu Fenghua's bones and cramps and break them.

But...the overall situation, the overall situation! As the sect leader, he must put the overall situation first.

Although he is the leader of a sect, being promoted to the Holy Sect is the dream of several generations of Duanyue Sect. Several sect leaders, elders, and countless senior sects have worked hard for this and devoted their lives. How could he destroy all this because of his personal grudges?

"Sect Master, when I am promoted to the Holy Sect, why worry about revenge is hard to avenge me, but now, please think twice." Although Zuo Hongan was so angry that his whole body was trembling, Hong Yuanan and others did not give in at all, and still knelt on the ground and said firmly.

"All get up, let her live for a few days as you said." Although her heart was full of hatred and unwillingness, in the face of unanimous opposition from everyone, Zuo Hongan finally chose to compromise.

After saying this, he walked out without looking back.

"Master Master, wise!" Hong Yuanan and others finally felt completely relieved and shouted loudly.

Zuo Hongan hadn't heard of it, his face turned pale, his eyes were full of anger, and his clenched fists were flowing out of blood.

...

In the early morning, a faint mist floated in the mountains. Disciples from various sects gathered outside the entrance of Qingqiu Gorge. After a few minutes, there were nearly ten thousand people. Nearly ten thousand people gathered together, but there was a silent and extremely quiet.

An old figure stood on the cliff on one side of the canyon, looking down at the crowd below. The sun shone and the refraction of the fog, colorful halos appeared outside his body, and it felt like a floating feeling like a fairy.

Although the cliff was ten thousand feet high, everyone below could still feel the awe-inspiring momentum on him. There is no doubt that this old man was the Qingqiu envoy, one of the six great envoys under the throne of Xuanji Saint, Mo Qingqiu, and was also one of the top strong men in Wuji Saint Heaven.

Looking at the transcendent figure, everyone below showed reverence and yearning.

"Qingqiu Gorge was the place where I practiced back then and also where I was promoted to the emperor's saint.

Since ancient times, except for my personal disciples, no outsiders have entered the trial. Today, I have opened the ban and given you this opportunity. I hope you will cherish this opportunity well and don’t let me down my hard work.” Finally, the envoy of Qingqiu spoke, his voice a little low, but full of expectations.

"Thank you for your help. I will do my best!" Below, all the disciples of the sect who were preparing to participate in the trial shouted excitedly.

"It is of course the best to do your best, but since it is a trial, there are inevitably some risks. If you are not strong enough, stop in time and don't waste your life in vain." Qingqiu Junjun pointed out with relief, reminded him again, and then made a series of handprints.

The light and shadow at the entrance of the canyon changed, the prohibition slowly opened, and a vast and ancient aura quietly ushered in.

"Go." Finally, the ban was completely opened. The envoy of Qingqiu took back his hand and said with a look below.

It seemed that he just looked down casually, but everyone felt like he was directly looking at him. That gaze seemed to be able to see through everything in people, even looking directly into his heart.

What a powerful divine thought! Gu Fenghua was secretly shocked. As the emperor envoy, Mo Qingqiu's strength may not be higher than Duan Qingyun and Changsun Luocang, but his divine thoughts were obviously far stronger than them.

Beside him, Ye Yunji raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression became solemn.
Chapter completed!