Vol 5 Chapter 1: Dongya deceased

(Thanks to the sweet eaters of the Silver League for their generous support...)
The cold wind was bitter, and the east cliff of Canglong's ridge dripped into ice. $..
The white beard and hair, wrapped in thick snow bear fur clothes, could hardly resist the bitter chill. Standing on the top of the east cliff, trembling all over, would be blown down by the cold wind at any time, looking at the dragon-like east side. Qunling, the blood in his body is already freezing, and he still doesn't want to go down the mountain to avoid the cold.
A beautiful shadow in Tsing Yi plucked from the bottom of the mountain, stomping and wailing:
"Grandpa, you are over a hundred years old, so why don't you worry about it, why do you have to climb to the east ridge by yourself?"
Nan Li can no longer see the majestic figure who fought on the battlefield back then. He was kind eyebrows and good-eyed. After listening to the girl's concerned scolding, he smiled like an old tree root, and the thick beard under his nose was whiter than the snow on the mountain.
"If I don't come back again, I'm afraid I won't be able to see him for the last time." Nan Li shook his head and said, brushing away the snow from the rocks, and sat down tremblingly, with dizzy old eyes still on the eastern mountains.
The girl took out a cyan magic bead from her storage bag, released a cloud of mysterious light, and shielded the wind and snow beside Nan Li, her beautiful face was full of yearning and said, "Grandpa, you can tell me about Qianmosha. The battle of the sea."
"That all happened more than 30 years ago, and your dad is still a sloppy baby with a mucus on his face..." Nan Li fell into the memory of the past, thinking of the battles before and after, so many people were killed. In the wilderness, Moxu Kouyi is a sharp blade that hangs on everyone's heart, and the brows can't help but tremble slightly.
Recovering from the memory of the old events, Nan Li waved his hand and said, "Don't tell me, let's go back."
"Don't say anything, you haven't said anything to Akko." The girl shook Nan Li's arm unwillingly, and groaned.
"Too many people have died, and it hurts when I think about it," Nan Li smiled bitterly, "It's not that you young people are so funny now."
"The grandfather will tell Akko about the suzerain again."
"When Ah Xun first arrived at Wu Mang, he was less than ten years old. He walked in the wild jungles of Wushan for several months, and he didn't encounter any ferocious beasts. It was blessed by the gods. It was also seen by the witch at the time. Xun is extraordinary, leaving him in the stockade, and then there will be a legend..." Nan Li thought of Chen Xun’s first years in Wumeng Shizhai, full of warmth, but thinking of his time soon, I am afraid it will be difficult to see Chen Xun again. On the one hand, he was also full of melancholy, struggling to stand up, and walked slowly down the mountain along the stone path enclosed by the ice.
Canglong Ridge is located deep in the southeast foot of Wushan Mountain, where the sect of Kuilong Pavilion is located. Wushan City under the mountain is small in scale, with only tens of thousands of people living there, mostly descendants of the nine ethnic groups in Beishan.
Whether it is the sect of the Kuilong Pavilion or the settlement of the nine peoples of Beishan, it determines the important position of Wushan City in Canglan. Over the years, more than a hundred children in Wushan City have been promoted to reincarnation, becoming the core disciples of the four schools.
Nan Lao’s body has been extremely weak for a hundred years, and he has not been able to get into a child in this life. He resigned from the position of Wushan City Lord as early as 20 years ago and stayed at home. However, in Wushan City and even the entire Canglan, he was extremely affected. respect.
Nan Li had a serious illness the year before, and almost couldn't survive it. It was the Xiao Haoran Sect Master Chisongzi who personally came to administer the injection and medication for him, and then survived the Guimen Pass.
However, Nan Li also knew in his heart that he had not been promoted and had a fetus. A hundred years old was already the ultimate life of a person, and he had no other regrets in this life. He wanted to see Chen Xun again before closing his eyes.
Thinking that this last hope would fail, when Nan Li went down the mountain, his heart was full of melancholy. He didn't want to trouble others, thinking that in the future, he might not be able to climb the east ridge again.
"Wow!"
Suddenly a giant beast leaped out of the mountains north of Canglong's ridge, roaring towards the sky.
"A Qing ran out and screamed?" The girl looked up and saw A Qing jump on the east cliff where they stopped just now. The Firefox and Golden Wolf also jumped out from the dense forest to the north and roared towards the east. Her small heart tightened, and she thought Some powerful enemy broke into Wushan from the east, just about to pull out the spirit sword, and flew up to Dongya to see what happened, only to see the grandfather next to him was shaking with excitement.
"It's Ah Xun, it must be Ah Qing who sensed Ah Xun's return to Wushan." Nan Li was so excited that he turned around and wanted to go back to Dongya again, but the extremely weak body couldn't regenerate any strength.
The girl released a mysterious light, wrapped her and Nan Li's body, and flew towards Dongya.
Seeing Nan Li and the girl flying, Ah Qing glanced at the girl in disgust, but bowed her head affectionately and rubbed Nan Li's body.
At this time, the body of Ah Qing beast was three feet tall, and the two-meter-tall Nanli and the petite girl looked like a miniature figure beside it.
The Golden Wolf whimpered twice, lying lazily curled up on the Xuanbing, and even Nan Li was unwilling to respond.
Firefox was also as high as two feet at this time, erected three giant fur tails, swaying in the wind, hesitating for a while, always gathered a cloud of mist and jumped up.
At this time, the girl saw that on the rugged ridge to the east, there were several rainbow shadows rushing here quickly.

"Uncle Nanli..."
Flew over the Canglong spine, Chen Xun first saw the white beard and hair, and the body of the dragon-bellied Nanli standing on the cliff ridge and looking up, his heart was hot immediately.
"Axun." Nan Li had already exhausted his last vitality, his old face exuded a satisfied smile, and he was no longer able to stand up from the stone.
At this time, several Hongying points flew here from Canglongji and Wushan City.
Seeing Chen Xun, who had left Wushan for more than 20 years, returned to Wushan with Tie Xintong, Gu Jianfeng, Gu Chengzhuo and others, Zhou Yang, Zuo Qingmu, Su Junyuan, Zong Ya, and Qing Xuan were all excited beyond words.
Chen Xun flew to the top of the cliff and picked up Uncle Nan Li from the stone, only to find that he had run out of oil and the lamp was dry, and he had passed the pure Dan Yuan into his body to protect Nan Li’s last vitality, and he ignored him. I talked to Qingxuan and the others, and asked, "Where is there a quiet room for me to help Uncle Nan Li cultivate?"
"I can see Ah Xun again before the end of my life, Uncle, I have my wish, and I have no regrets in this life." Nan Lai said in return.
Qingxuan and the others all knew that Nan Lao had run out of oil and the lamp had dried up. Before this, the red pine nuts had cast the spell in person, only to continue Nan Lao's life for two years. At this time, he wanted to continue his life. How easy was it?
But everyone knows Chen Xun's friendship with Wu Mang, an old man, and the death of Wu Gong Zong Tu has already made Chen Xun heartbroken. He rushed back to see Nan Li for the last time. He would never feel good if he didn't do anything.
At the end of Nanli's life, he naturally wants to stop in the Nan's mansion.
Everyone didn't say much, they all hugged Chen Xun, who was holding Nan Li, and flew to Wushan Cheng Nan's mansion.

Thousands of Canglan Jiawei wrapped the Nan's mansion on top of each other, and enclosed the four nearby streets, prohibiting pedestrians from approaching the Nan's mansion.
The people all over the city were all surprised and curious. They didn't know what happened in the Nan's mansion. They asked the city lord Zongya to directly mobilize Canglan Jiawei to block the streets on the left and right.
Some people can't restrain their curiosity, and want to climb to a high place to take a look. They don't want many layers of wind and clouds to gather and cover the Nan family's bulk.
Some disciples wanted to extend the spiritual sense beyond their own abilities, but heard the city lord shouting in the thick fog without anger and prestige: "Any muddy kid who dares to look at it, his mother will throw it to Beiling to mine!"
Everyone was shocked. One-armed Zongya was not a good deal maker. He was really going to be offended. Anyone who ran to the door to intercede would definitely be coaxed out.
The meaning of southward travel is Nanxi’s posthumous son and the current clan leader of the Nan clan, Zuo Duwei of Wushan City. The inner courtyard that was emptied by the personnel was covered by a thick fog, while Zongya was sitting in the inner courtyard. Before the moon gate, he asked bitterly:
"Uncle, Sect Master is going back to Wushan to continue his life for the old man, why can't even I go in and wait? In case there is something wrong with Grandpa, I have to be there to listen."
"What are you doing with so much nonsense?" Zong Ya glared at Nan Xingyi and said, "You don't want the old man to die early?"
"Bah, baah," Nanxing murmured repeatedly, and said with a flattering smile, "I forgot to say that it is bad luck. The father is dead. Now the suzerain will take the initiative to replace the father. I don't think it will be a problem to be a hundred years old. However, Zuo, Gu, and Tie all know that their sect masters have returned to Wushan and are all waiting outside the courtyard, so they are not allowed to come in first?"
"You haven't seen Chen Xun very much. At this time, you can still relive the past?" Zong Ya asked with a grin, "Let them all wait outside."
Traveling south with a bitter melon, he could only let the eldest son Nan Yu move another stone bench and wanted to sit under Zongya and wait, but he didn't want Ah Qing, who had a huge beast body, to jump into the courtyard and squeeze him aside.
A Qing, Golden Wolf, and Firefox are the mountain-protecting spirit beasts of Kuilong Pavilion. They are not inferior to the peak powers of the Heavenly Origin Realm, and they can only squat in the corner of the courtyard when they travel south.

Tie Xinmei, Zong Ling, Gu Feng and others, as well as the direct descendants of the Beishan Nine Clan, all put aside their affairs and rushed back to Wushan City as soon as they learned that Chen Xun had returned to Wushan.
Three days later, the clouds and mist covering the Nan family's mansion suddenly dissipated, and Nan Xingyi got permission to enter the inner courtyard with the direct descendants of the Beishan Nine Clan.
The old man, who had never thought of his exhausted lamp and dried up before, was sitting on top of his face full of red light. The vitality of his body was unspeakable, and he felt younger and more energetic than Nan Ke standing behind him. Looking for someone to talk and laugh, where does it seem to be dying?
Nan Xingyi was secretly surprised, and stepped forward to salute Chen Xun and others.
Chen Xun looked towards the south, and from his face he could vaguely see Nan Xi's figure. Nan Xi unfortunately passed away in Shenxiaozong. Unexpectedly, decades later, Nan Xi's posthumous child could already take charge.
Standing in the yard were the direct descendants of the nine families of Beishan. Chen Xun was also kind when he saw it. He took out the Jiuzhuan Jindan and Qianyuan Ruyi Dan from his arms, and distributed them one by one as a meeting ceremony, and left Nanxingyi and other leaders of the family. The patriarch and the children of the core clan who Jin entered the childbirth spoke, let the other children leave first.