The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

The majesty of Master Ziyun was like a towering mountain. Everyone present held their breath in concentration. No one dared to speak out in rebuttal, and no one dared to break the heavy silence.

Only Master Ziyun knows why Gu Junming became like this.

If he didn't say it, the disciples would have no way of knowing.

Outside the hall, heavy rain was pouring down and thunder was roaring. Inside the hall, all the disciples were silent, not daring to breathe. Only Yan Chichun's faint sobs lingered in the air.

After a while, Gu Feiyao couldn't hold it in any longer and said indignantly: "Old man, you know about this, right?"

Master Ziyun raised his eyebrows, "What do you want?"

"Tell me who harmed the boss like this."

Gu Feiyao clenched his fists and said angrily, "When I get down the mountain this time, I'll kill him before he can even come back!"

"You're nothing!" Master Ziyun's cheeks twitched unconsciously, and he rolled his eyes. "So, you ignored everything I just said, didn't you?"

"You don't know what your own strength is?"

"Old man, stop looking down on others!"

Gu Feiyao immediately got furious.

As thunder roared in the sky, he pointed his sword towards the sky and said in a loud voice, resounding like the clouds: "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. Don't look down on the young and poor!"

"Junior brother, don't be so stubborn at this time..."

Xiao Jianxin held his forehead with one hand, looking a little embarrassed.

Perhaps in his opinion, Fourth Junior Brother keeps repeating the same sentence over and over again. Isn't that really annoying?

Little did he know that Gu Feiyao only knew this one sentence...

"Master."

Wen Zixi stood up and said firmly:

"Big Brother treated us well in the past, but now he has been brutally murdered by a villain. You might as well tell us about the enemy. Even though we are not capable enough now, we will definitely seek justice for Big Brother in the future!"

"Zi Xi is right."

Wen Zilian nodded in agreement and said solemnly, "We are from the same lineage, so we should work together! If even we stand by and watch our eldest brother fall into danger, how can we express our feelings when we meet in the afterlife?"

"As Junior Sister said, Jianxin is the one who deserves the most responsibility!"

Xiao Jianxin followed closely and made his position clear.

Looking at the young and innocent face in front of him, Master Ziyun had no expression on his face.

Finally, he turned his gaze to Yan Chichun, who had wiped away his tears and regrouped, and said calmly:

"You think so too?"

Yan Chichun nodded resolutely.

"Okay." After agreeing, Master Ziyun did something that was beyond everyone's expectations.

He stretched out his hand and slapped Gu Junming twice in the face, saying perfunctorily:

"I'm asking you a question. Who hurt you so badly?"

Everyone looked shocked.

They quickly gathered together and looked at Gu Junming, who slowly opened his eyes and was breathing out more than in.

Yan Chichun even squatted down, put his ear against his body, and listened quietly to his heartbeat.

"How is it?" Gu Feiyao looked expectant.

"Are you all pigs..." Master Ziyun was speechless. "Didn't you see that the traitor has opened his eyes?"

"Isn't it about whether you really respect your teacher? Trust is the most basic thing between people."

"I'm almost a thousand years old, how could I possibly lie to you?" Master Ziyun said helplessly.

"Just go ahead!"

Gu Feiyao didn't give him this face at all:

"Last time I saw you stealing Junior Sister's candied haws and putting the blame on Senior Brother."

"You're over a thousand years old, how disrespectful of your age!"

Immortal Ziyun's face flushed instantly, and he angrily said, "I've said it so many times, so many times, why is no one listening? That was clearly presented to me by the traitor!"

"And I only ate two in the end!"

"...That was clearly... stolen by you..."

That weak voice sounded.

Yan Chichun burst into tears of joy and lay on Gu Junming crying loudly, completely unaware of the pain gradually appearing on the latter's face.

"Why......"

"Boss, you speak, I'm listening!"

Gu Feiyao lay down attentively and listened attentively.

"No one helped me stop the bleeding..."

The scene fell silent again, falling into a deathly silence.

All the younger brothers raised their heads and looked at Master Ziyun, who was picking his toes awkwardly, with strange eyes.

"I seem to have forgotten..." Master Ziyun turned his head to the side, unable to hide his shame.

"What do you mean?"

Gu Feiyao pointed at Master Ziyun, spit flying everywhere: "You obviously forgot!"

"From the moment I came back until now, the boss has had that stinky face, like someone owes you millions."

"Even if we move the boss into the main hall, you still don't know how to pretend to be profound. How despicable!"

"Rebellion, rebellion, everything is rebellious!"

Master Ziyun blew his beard and glared, "You say it as if it was easy for me. Do you know how much it cost me to bring this traitor back?"

"Is this the same thing?"

"Why not?"

An old man and a young boy suddenly started arguing, one scolded the other for "disrespecting the elderly" and the other scolded the other for "not loving the young".

No one gave in to anyone else, and the scene was very funny.

The two Wen sisters looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes, but they also felt relieved.

"Phew, that's great..."

Xiao Jianxin breathed a sigh of relief.

But it was a pity for Gu Junming, who was lying on the ground covered in blood. He was so weak that he couldn't even move a finger.

You can't even die peacefully.

"Big Brother, you're alright, why didn't you tell us earlier? You scared us all."

In the end, it was Wen Zixi who gave Gu Junming a simple bandage on the wound.

At first, she didn't understand what Master Ziyun meant when he said, "The injury on the outside is not serious and it will heal soon."

But when Wen Zixi saw Master Ziyun sloppily rub out a black pill from his body and force it into Gu Junming's mouth, he finally understood half of the meaning of that sentence.

As for the other half, what did "the injury on the outside was not serious" mean? It was not until the day they spent together that Wen Zixi realized when Gu Junming grew his first white hair.

"Traitor, are you still determined to 'go down the mountain'?"

Master Ziyun suddenly asked.

"Well, it doesn't matter where I live, I'll just have to make do with the rest of my life!"

Gu Junming replied with a smile.

Later, during their subsequent interactions, several disciples understood and accepted the fact that Gu Junming had become a mortal.

But who was it that cruelly cut short his immortal path?

Gu Junming never mentioned this...

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Recalling the warm scenes of the past, Yan Chichun couldn't help but chuckle.

As if on a whim, she picked up a leaf, put it to her lips, and blew a melody in the night.

To commemorate the girl who was buried in memories.

When the song ended, Yan Chichun casually threw away the leaf that once held her beautiful thoughts.

Then she adjusted herself to a position she thought was comfortable, looked up at the moon, and said in a self-deprecating tone:

"Behind every disciple who died, there is your presence."

"How can I forgive you...Xiao Jianxin."