"They should have had a better life. They left he lianzong, married and had children. Then they lived a beautiful and simple life. But now, there is nothing left. There is only a pile of skeletons left. I killed them."

Kuang Qian said, tears streaming, this 40 year old man cried so sad for the first time.

Guan Chengshan patted him on the shoulder, showing a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Life and death are impermanent. Not everything can be predicted by us. It is because of death that our life becomes meaningful. If you really feel sad about the death of those three disciples, then live for them."

Speaking of this, he stopped for a moment, and then spoke again half a time later.

"In fact, sometimes I really think that living in such a peaceful and beautiful era, the martial artists will be happier. You have enough resources to practice. You don't have to go through the separation of life and death. From the beginning, the practice becomes strong and dominates, and gradually changes to the current physical fitness, without illness. Of course, that's exactly what we're trying to achieve.

But now I feel that maybe no war has become a sad thing for the warrior. Because you haven't experienced the separation of life and death, you will value every death so much. Because you haven't experienced the war, you think everything is beautiful.

Life is precious, worthy of our praise, the lost life is also worthy of our regret. But remember, the lost things will never come back to you because of your sadness. Instead of doing useless crying all the time, it's better to do something more meaningful. Why don't you use your crying time to find the people who killed the disciples? You should spend your time with something more valuable, instead of sitting here and crying for nothing. "

Kuang Qian nodded, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, took a long breath of relief, and his eyes gradually became normal from redness.

"Grandpa, I see."

Finish saying, hundred years stand up, prepare to leave.

But before he came, Guan Chengshan suddenly reached out and pulled Kuang Qian.

"Don't hurry, I have something else to do."

Guan Chengshan said with a smile.

Kuang qianleng looks at Guan Chengshan.

"What else can I do for you?"

"It's nothing else, actually. Ye Ziheng has been here for several days. I haven't seen him very much. You can find him later and ask someone to bring him here tomorrow. I want to have a good look at the tianxingmen treasure pimple."

Kuang Qian smiles after listening.

"Well, I'll do it later."

Guan Chengshan nodded, then Kuang Qian went out.

But just out of the inner hall not long ago, Kuang Qian is once again standing in place can not help thinking.

As Guan Chengshan said earlier, he asked him to go to the evil cult that broke the law. But he sent more than 20 disciples to check the information about the scattered cultivation as early as he found out the situation. But the whole day passed, and even some information didn't come. It really worried people.

But it's very troublesome to check the news. Besides, there are nearly one million people in the country who have been scattered and repaired. It's not easy to find out those people who came to participate in the ceremony. Let's wait first.

Then Kuang Qian went straight to the small courtyard where ye Ziheng was.