First Uncle and I also came over to take a look. Guang Lingzi's body was still warm, and his body had only been Feather for a short period of time.

The little Daoist collapsed onto the ground and cried in a low voice. Eldest Uncle looked carefully at Guang Lingzi's corpse, I also checked it but didn't see any obvious injuries.

First Uncle looked at the little Daoist boy lying on the ground and asked softly, "Young Daoist, I want to examine Senior Guang Lingzi's corpse to see his cause of death …"

After the little Daoist heard this, he suddenly stood up and looked at Uncle and me with a murderous look. Then he turned around and walked to a cabinet, opened it, and took out a money sword. He pointed his finger in an incantation gesture and said to Uncle, "Insolent thief, you dare to harm my master. Hand over your life …"

Before I could react, the little Daoist was already thrusting towards my first uncle, my first uncle did not expect that the small path would suddenly turn hostile, the Manes Treasure in his hand flew out, and he welcomed the daoist child's attack with his money sword. The daotong's body trembled, and the money sword almost slipped out of my hand, but my eldest uncle did not pursue and retract his sword, and said: "Little daoist friend, what do you mean by this?"

The little Daoist boy held onto the money sword and said with an unwilling expression, "Good thief, it has been eight years and no one has come to look for Master. But today, you guys said Master's Dao name, Master's Ascension, is not related to you guys, but I think you've hurt Master! "He's still fine in the morning …"

When we looked at each other, I saw that the feelings he had for Guang Lingzi was the same as the feelings he had for my uncle.

First Uncle: "Little daoist friend, you said that no one has specially come to Senior Guang Lingzi in the past eight years? "Who are the usual pilgrims looking for?"

The little Daoist said, "Don't pretend to be nice here, this humble one is Yu Muzi. Today, I will exorcise evil and protect the way, and avenge my Master!"

After saying that, this kid wanted to make a move again, but just as he was about to charge forward with his money sword, I suddenly saw a note on the table. I hastily stopped the path and picked up the note.

My disciple Yu Muzi, I know that today's death was imminent, if there are any noble guests or uncles who would come, please do not disappoint us, and let us laugh at our Qingshan Monastery. If our esteemed guests had not arrived, we would immediately burn this letter to the ground and not open it for inspection.

There were a few more on the back of the note, but this was the cover, and I saw it as soon as I picked it up.

After the little Daoist finished reading, he nodded and said, "This is Master's handwriting. What is your relationship?"

First uncle: "Let me introduce myself, although I am from no sect or sect, I have immersed myself in the Way of Dao for many years, so I have addressed you as Sir. This is my nephew, Jian Nanshan, I would like Master Senior Guang Lingzi to refer to the two of us."

The little Daoist looked at us with suspicion at first, but then he thought of something and said, "No wonder Master had instructed us at the beginning of the year that if the Mr Heeming came, we would be honored as guests. But at that time, Master did not say that his time was up, so we can only blame ourselves, Meng Lang and Mister Wang, for being lenient."

First uncle waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it, don't worry about it.

Yu Muzi nodded and said, "This humble one is indeed Yu Muzi."

After he finished speaking, Yu Muzi handed Guang Lingzi's will to his first uncle and went out to close the door behind him. He said that he could just call out to if he had any orders, and he would be right outside.

First Uncle took the note and started flipping through it. Other than the one on the cover, there were two more sheets of paper behind it. Although the handwriting was the same, the paper looked slightly different.

Eight years ago, this noble Taoist had helped Deng the Great to forcefully increase the evil fortunes of his dead son, Deng Rulin, but ended up encountering a mysterious organization and was chased by the organization. Fortunately, this noble Taoist had a kind heart and never revealed his identity as a noble person, but in the recent days, this poor Taoist had witnessed the great chaos and thought that Deng the good man had left the world, as if nothing had happened to him.

It is said that the name of the mysterious organization is Tianlun Platform, and there are Seventh Warrior in the Tianlun Platform. They are all extremely ruthless and powerful people, and this humble one knows that the Mr Heeming is extremely powerful, but with just the power of Sir, it is not possible to fight against the entire Tianlun Platform. With Shituo, it is possible to accomplish big things.

It could be said that the Tianlun Platform had a huge goal, which was to say that they lived a long life. However, the Tianlun Platform this old man encountered, believed in the masses, and they were nothing more than zombies, their bodies did not rot, but their minds were at their limits.

Mr Heeming, on the other hand, has a long road ahead of you, your opponents are strong, far beyond your imagination. In the past, this humble one had fought with the Fourth Master s of the Tianlun Platform, causing an old illness, and the Fourth Master was also injured by this humble one.

Also, the First Master is already here, only Shituo can be an enemy.

"..."

Guang Lingzi's will did not contain much, but it mentioned many important clues, such as the mysteriousness of Tianlun Platform, the strength of the Seventh Warrior, and even mentioned how he had fought with the Fourth Master before. The two were both injured, and he even mentioned that the First Master had also come.

If Seventh Warrior was ranked according to strength, then Seventh Master was indeed a little weak. At that time, Eldest Uncle and Tang Shituo worked together and easily defeated Seventh Master. Eldest Uncle's body exploded and died, but Eldest Uncle merely suffered some superficial wounds in order to save Lao Yao and the others.

But looking at what Guang Lingzi meant, the Seventh Warrior s of the Tianlun Platform are quite powerful and the Seventh Master s may be the weakest, but Guang Lingzi's words of "This Penniless Priest's Tao technique is a little incomplete" was obviously a form of self-deprecating. He could foresee that we would come back to look for him, so this method of divining the future is simply godly.

Furthermore, Guang Lingzi had repeatedly mentioned Tang Shituo. With Shituo Lin, he would be able to accomplish great things, and even Shituo would not be able to become an enemy of First Master, but his first uncle had also said that Fuquan's life was short and Shituo's Lin Chang.

Does that mean if we want to find out the truth behind Tianlun Platform, we have to work with Tang Shituo, and even if we can actually get rid of Tianlun Platform, our First Uncle will die too?

Looking at Guang Lingzi's will, I discovered that his handwriting was getting more and more scrawny. The last sentence was almost randomly drawn and it was hard to decipher. When I thought about the difference between the cover note and the other two papers, I suddenly understood why.

To confirm my thoughts, I untied Guang Lingzi's daoist robe and found a palm print on his chest.

His first uncle came over to check on the wound on Guang Lingzi's chest, and then lowered his voice and said: "This is a very fierce outer force skill. I understand, this will not be written all at once, and the first page that we saw earlier, was probably written by Guang Lingzi at the beginning of the year, for his disciple Yu Muzi to see."

I nodded my head and continued to speak softly: "That's right, it seems that Senior Guang Lingzi is indeed an expert. He had expected us to come back to look for him a long time ago and wrote down a will to Yu Muzi, but the last two pages were written after Senior Guang Lingzi was heavily injured.

The first uncle nodded his head in approval and said, "Senior Guang Lingzi probably did this because he did not want Yu Muzi to be involved in the Tianlun Platform dispute too. He predicted that there would be a great calamity ahead of time, and only when he was heavily injured today, he would write his last words.

First uncle's thoughts matched mine completely, and although there was something mystical about fortune-telling, it wasn't omnipotent. Furthermore, Guang Lingzi had written it very clearly, if we didn't come, Yu Muzi would burn his will, and then, Yu Muzi wouldn't be dragged into this, but if we did, Guang Lingzi would use his own experiences to tell us the hidden information regarding Tianlun Platform.

I then said, "Uncle, Guang Lingzi mentioned Tang Shituo repeatedly. Does this mean that Tang Shituo is the key to unlocking the secrets behind the Tianlun Platform?"

First uncle frowned and said, "That's hard to say."

Guang Lingzi truly did not say that Shituo Lin was Tang Shituo, but his style seemed to be like this. He did not say anything very clearly, for example, he did not say that he was hurt by someone, and only hinted that Yu Muzi should not get involved.

After figuring out Guang Lingzi's intentions, we put on the senior's robe and burned the will. When we opened the door, we saw that Yu Muzi was still outside the door.

Seeing us come out, Yu Muzi opened his mouth and asked: "Does my master have any instructions?"

Since Guang Lingzi doesn't want his own disciple to be involved in the Tianlun Platform, we naturally wouldn't go against the old man's last wishes. We only said that the Senior Guang Lingzi was showing us some clues, and didn't mention the Tianlun Platform.

After we bid our farewell to Yu Muzi, we advised him to restrain his grief, saying that Guang Lingzi was an Ascension and not someone who was hurt by others.

Seeing that Yu Muzi was still a little distracted, his first uncle said, "Senior Guang Lingzi said to pull you together and spread the glory of our Qingshan Monastery. He also said that if you are not willing to stay in the monastery, you should go down the mountain.

First uncle's words were good, but Yu Muzi's eyes blazed with hope as he firmly said: "Yu Muzi is an orphan. Master has brought me up with great difficulty, and passed down knowledge to solve my doubts, Yu Muzi does not dare to boast about being able to raise my Qingshan Monastery to great heights. However, as long as Yu Muzi is here, my Qingshan Monastery will not close, even if I am the only one left from Qingshan Monastery, and even if no other pilgrims come, Yu Muzi will live or die with my Qingshan Monastery!"

When the young Yu Muzi said these words, they were resounding and powerful. I suddenly felt that this little daoist had grown up in a short period of time.

His first uncle looked at Yu Muzi with eyes full of praise. He nodded and patted Yu Muzi's shoulder: "You are Senior Guang Lingzi's pride."

After saying that, we left. When we left, the rain had already passed, and the sun had once again appeared. I turned my head to look at the Green Mountain Sect.

Without experiencing wind and rain, how could one see a rainbow?