I became a god in the world of cultivation by answering questions

Chapter 79 Report to the leader, the star lamp has gone out again

Elder Yuan Song hurriedly ran into the pavilion door, not caring about the etiquette in the sect, and said in an anxious tone: "Master, the star lamps in the side hall just now were extinguished one by one, and the withered ones are all this time. Disciples who go down the mountain to practice!"

Even if Master Xuanling guessed that Elder Yuan Song's rush was definitely related to the disciples who came down from the mountain for training.

Hearing this news, I still couldn't help but feel heartbroken and shocked.

He quickly said: "Who are the fallen disciples? Is there anything wrong with Gu Mingyue and Chen Yan?"

Rows of cold sweat broke out on Elder Yuan Song's forehead, and he replied: "My subordinates were only busy telling the boss about the matter. They didn't have time to see the names on the star lamp. They want to know who died." Disciple, you still need to re-ignite the star lamp with spiritual power."

"Forget it, you go down and light the Star Lamp. I'm going to gather a few sect masters quickly and wait for them to investigate the situation."

After speaking, Taoist Master Xuanling raised his hand and swept it in the air.

Six colored spiritual lights formed an arc in the air and flew towards the main palace gates of Hongluan Palace.

After receiving the message from Taoist Master Xuanling, the masters of each palace sect hurriedly flew to the right side hall of Hongluan Hall.

Fairy Yunmeng was impatient and spoke first: "Is Gu Mingyue among the fallen disciples? Are Lingyan, Luo Xi and the others inside?"

Her voice trembled slightly, and her hands clenched into fists.

Those were the disciples she had worked so hard to cultivate over the years, a group of children whom she valued more than her own life.

"Fairy, the re-ignition of the Star Life Lamp cannot resurrect the disciples, and the names of the fallen disciples have not yet been found out."

There are thousands of star lamps in the right side hall, and the number is increasing every year.

It is undoubtedly very time-consuming to find out the star lamps of Gu Mingyue and others from so many star lamps.

The fastest way is to use immortal magic to light these extinguished star lamps and compile a list of fallen disciples.

The Star Life Lamp must be lit with the monk's magic, ordinary fire is useless.

"Then ask a few more disciples to come over and help with the fight. How long will it take to wait?" Fairy Yunmeng stamped her feet anxiously.

Elder Yuan Song knew that Fairy Yunmeng had a hot temper and did not dare to say anything. He quickly called a few more disciples to come over and use the fairy magic to light the star lamp.

After piecing together, Elder Yuan Song compiled the list of fallen disciples.

Fairy Yunmeng couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the female disciples she loved were not on the list.

Master Xuanling saw that Gu Mingyue was fine, and the tension in his heart relaxed a lot, but his face remained unchanged.

Later, Master Xuanling and several others stood guard by the Xingming Lamp to see if there were any changes.

Most of the day passed, but the star lamp remained unchanged and stood quietly.

Master Xuanling breathed out: "It seems that Gu Mingyue, Chen Yan and others happened to encounter a crisis. A few disciples were careless and suffered disaster. It was not the Tianmo Sect who resurrected and massacred our Hongluan Palace. disciple."

The peak masters of the other six peaks nodded when they heard this.

If it was really the work of the Demon Sect, given the cruelty of this cult, the number of deaths would have been more than that, and the duration could not have been that short.

"Brother, head master, how should we deal with this matter?" Taoist Priest Qingyang asked.

"How else can we deal with it?" Master Xuanling smiled bitterly: "Life and death are determined by destiny, blessings and misfortunes are unpredictable. How can there be no casualties when going down the mountain to practice and practice? All of this is fate!"

Taoist Priest Qingyang hesitated: "But if we leave it alone, there will be no guarantee that there will not be greater casualties. This..."

"Going down the mountain to experience and practice is the path that every disciple of Hongluan Palace must take. Master will lead you in. Cultivation is personal. If we intervene in everything, how will you let them grow?"

Master Xuanling sighed: "Junior Brother Qingyang, we have all been here before, so we should understand this better."

Taoist Priest Qingyang listened and nodded silently.

As Master Xuanling said before, the edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

Without some brutal training, these disciples who came down the mountain would not be able to transform and grow. How could they support the future of Hongluan Hall?

I recall that back then, hundreds of disciples of their generation went down the mountain to practice.As a result, less than one tenth came back alive.

And they could only watch as their brothers and sisters who lived together day and night died in front of them one by one, but they could do nothing.

Master Xuanling looked at the pile of extinguished star lamps in front of him, and his heart felt painful.

These are the disciples he watched grow up!

The high-spirited boys and girls had a bright and beautiful life, but in the end it was gone.

Eternal life is often accompanied by bloody killings and brutal struggles.

If you don't pay attention, your body will die and your Tao will disappear, and many years of hard work will be wasted.

But they cannot interfere with this experience, otherwise the disciples who come down the mountain will not be able to truly grow.

This is not only related to the future of Hongluan Palace, but also to the future life of every disciple.

People of their generation are getting older, and the future belongs to young people.

If he helps now, the young disciple will become dependent.

What will these disciples do when one day they sit down and return to the West?
Sit quietly and wait for death?
The seven old sect masters let out a long sigh, turned around and walked out of the right side hall.

A month later, news of the disciple's death came again.

The star lamps of the seven disciples were extinguished, but those who died were all outer disciples.

The sect disciples in Canglan Continent are divided into outer disciples, inner disciples and direct disciples.

The outer sect disciples are not among the lowest ranks, while the inner sect disciples are the cornerstone of the sect.

And only the direct disciples are the core of the sect, the successors to the mantle of the head and elders.

When Master Xuanling and others learned about this, they just sighed and ignored it.

Unexpectedly, bad news came one after another.

Half a year later, six more disciples' star lamps went out.

Four outer disciples and two inner disciples died.

A year later, five more disciples died, one of whom was a direct disciple of Ziyu Sanren, the master of Zidian Palace.

The successive bad news, although blocked by Master Xuanling and others, still spread.

Although these dead disciples only account for a small part of the disciples who went down the mountain to experience.

However, since Master Xuanling did not announce the death list, his disciples did not know who died.

These fallen disciples may be sisters and brothers who got along day and night, or they may be the female cultivators of Hanqing Palace who made a white-headed pact early.

If I don’t see anyone when I come back, and I’m alone with thousands of miles of clouds and snow on thousands of mountains, who will I talk to about my loneliness?

For a time, Hongluan Hall was shrouded in a gloomy and gloomy sky.

After that, every once in a while, a few star lamps in the right side hall would be extinguished.

By the third year, only half of the disciples who came down the mountain were wiped out.

Seeing so many disciples die, the seven old Taoist priests felt extremely uncomfortable.

The seven people have never married or had children in their lives. The disciple is not only the successor of the mantle, but also the child who feels the warmth of family affection!

How can we not feel heartbroken now that we are watching disciples die one after another during their training?
The only thing that comforted them was that the direct disciples headed by Gu Mingyue and Chen Yan were fine.

(End of this chapter)