Chapter 149 The End of Qingqiu

Han Yuan activated the wind escape technique, turned into a green light, and flew towards the distance at a high speed.

During the flight, the aura on his body gradually changed.

By intercepting a trace of the power of the Wind Chaser Pill, he was able to simulate the aura of the Wind Chaser.

Because this was originally taken from the Wind Chaser.

He flipped his hand and a jade talisman of the Supreme Elder appeared. He did not need to refine it again. With the mana aura intercepted by the Wind Chaser Pill, he could control this jade talisman of the Supreme Elder.

His appearance also changed to that of the Wind Chaser, which could be said to be the rebirth of the Wind Chaser.

"After I take all the treasures of the Yunyang Sect, I can go back to the sect and retreat for a hundred or eighty years! The resources are already rich enough to rival the sect."

Han Yuan sighed in his heart. This time, the process of training was relatively smooth, and there were no major accidents.

Han Yuan's wind escape speed was not slow. Not long after, the Yunyang Sect's sect gate was in sight.

When they got closer, they could see that the Yunyang Sect had already set up a mountain protection formation. Many disciples inside were hurriedly flying towards the mountain protection formation. They all looked very panicked, and it was obvious that they had received some news.

Han Yuan's escape light soon attracted the attention of the Yunyang Sect's remaining golden elixir, and they all looked over nervously.

Han Yuan slowed down and showed his figure.

When the Yunyang Sect cultivators saw Han Yuan, they all showed surprise on their faces.

"Welcome the ancestor back!" The cultivators saluted Han Yuan one by one.

These Yunyang Sect cultivators were still very cautious, and they had no intention of opening the mountain protection formation at all.

But this did not bother Han Yuan, and the Supreme Elder Jade Talisman appeared in his hand.

The mountain protection formation automatically separated a passage.

At this moment, everyone became more excited and bowed to Han Yuan again.

"Ancestor, you are finally back. Just now, we just received news that the front line was defeated. We, our sect's disciples suffered heavy casualties! What happened?" A cultivator with the peak of the Golden Core cultivation rushed up and immediately complained. He actually wanted to ask why the ancestor appeared here, but he didn't dare.

Han Yuan said solemnly: "Qingqiu was killed, and I was also defeated by the old thief Ziyun. My body was destroyed. This is my newly shaped body. Now, my Yunyang Sect has reached a time of life and death. Now, immediately, everyone goes to various parts of the sect to pack up treasures, spiritual materials, and spiritual stones, and prepare to pack up and take them away. We can't stay here! We will go to other places and rebuild the sect. As long as I am here, it will still be the Yuanying Sect in the future. Do you understand?"

Everyone was in an uproar. You look at me, I look at you. I didn't expect to hear such words. This is to give up the foundation of the sect!

But the words of the ancestor are iron laws.

Just as the ancestor said, as long as he is here, they are still the Yuanying Sect!

"Yes, ancestor!"

"Disciple, listen to the order!"

"Ancestor, rest assured, we will quickly sort it out!"

Han Yuan waved his hand, signaling them to act quickly: "Hurry up, we don't have much time left!"

This time everyone acted more eagerly, but because of Han Yuan's appearance, the disciples of Yunyang Sect seemed to have a backbone, no longer too nervous, but stepped up to collect the sect's property.

Han Yuan stood in the air and could see that some cultivators collected the spiritual herbs and medicines from the clusters of spiritual fields, some waved their swords and cut down the spiritual trees, and some even inferred the buildings and collected precious building materials.

All the disciples of Yunyang Sect acted quickly at this moment and prepared to run away.

A super-large flying boat of Yunyang Sect took off.

Then, one cultivator after another put boxes and pieces of treasures into the Xumi mustard seed warehouse of the flying boat.

Many Jindan Zhenren presided over the matter, and the retreat was done very quickly.

Han Yuan was very satisfied. If he searched for treasures himself, he would be exhausted and his efficiency would not be as high as theirs.

Just as he was thinking.

A figure flew hurriedly from outside the sect to Yunyang Sect.

Han Yuan looked up and was stunned.

What did he see?

"Qingqiu Zhenren?"

Han Yuan was shocked!

At this moment, he wanted to question Ziyun Patriarch from a distance, are you kidding him?

He came here in a swagger because he knew that Yunyang Sect had lost its Yuanying Zhenren. Now tell me, Qingqiu Zhenren is not dead yet?

But soon, Han Yuan noticed something unusual. Qingqiu Zhenren's breath was very weak, and it seemed that he was only in the middle stage of Jindan.

Han Yuan thought about it and understood: "It seems to be some kind of life-saving method. Alas, the Purple Cloud Patriarch is really something. He killed two Yuanyings, but both Yuanyings were not completely dead..."

Since the crisis sign appeared, True Man Qingqiu sent his clone back to Yunyang Sect, intending to collect the treasures accumulated by Yunyang Sect for thousands of years and escape.

Because this clone is only in the Golden Core Stage, although it flew to the sect a long time ago, it has not arrived until now.

When she passed through the Yunyang Sect's mountain protection formation, she immediately saw the busy scene in the sect and True Man Zhufeng standing in the air.

The moment she saw Zhufeng, her expression was also confused.

If I remember correctly, before her original body was destroyed, she had seen Zhufeng being chased by Ziyun. How did he appear in the sect now?

"You are not dead?" True Man Qingqiu said in surprise.

"You are not dead either?" Han Yuan said expressionlessly.

True Man Qingqiu was silent. It was true that if she had a trump card, others could have it too.

She glanced at the busy Yunyang Sect and understood what they were doing.

Some Jindan Zhenren were also looking here frequently when they were in charge of affairs. When they saw Qingqiu Zhenren, the panic on their faces was less. Although it seemed that Qingqiu Zhenren's aura had decreased a lot, it was definitely only a matter of time before he recovered to Yuanying.

Qingqiu Patriarch said: "Let's go to the back mountain. Let's discuss how to go in the future."

"Okay!" Han Yuan nodded, speaking concisely.

He stood there without moving.

Qingqiu Patriarch didn't think much and flew to a place first.

Han Yuan followed behind her, flying only by the power of wind, without showing other spells or minor magical powers, and didn't want to reveal his identity now.

The two soon fell into a cave in the back mountain. The spiritual energy here was abundant. It was considered a fourth-level middle-grade cultivation place. It should be the place where Yuanying Zhenren practiced on weekdays.

The two sat on the jade chairs in the cave.

Qingqiu Patriarch sighed as he looked into the distance: "Zhufeng, what path should Yunyang Sect take in the future? If I had known that Dishen Sect would react like this, I should not have stolen the skills."

Han Yuan said calmly: "Take one step at a time. What happened in the past has already happened. Don't dwell on it. People should look forward."

Qingqiu Patriarch glanced at Han Yuan unexpectedly: "Zhufeng, I always feel that you are a little different today. Alas, there is really a great terror between life and death. I have thought about it. I also understand what you meant before. You have waited for me for two hundred years. Now I agree. I am willing to be your Taoist partner."

Hearing this, Han Yuan sighed softly.

Qingqiu turned her head in confusion, and saw a sword light piercing at her in an instant when she was unprepared!

At this moment, Qingqiu was stunned!

She was not prepared, really not prepared. A sword pierced her brow and shattered her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Why?" Qingqiu looked at 'Zhufeng' in disbelief, with pain and despair in her eyes.

Then Han Yuan returned to his original appearance in her unbelievable eyes.

"You..." Qingqiu was slightly stunned, and then the pain and despair in his eyes dissipated, turning into a touch of relief and guilt.

"Zhufeng, I'm here..."

Qingqiu died in front of Han Yuan.