When Chu Xiu heard that the old Pavilion Master was dead, he was suddenly stunned.

How long has it been? He had just met the old Pavilion Master four months ago. Although the old Pavilion Master had a hint of aging, he did not have a dead spirit. How could he die in just four months?

"How did the old Pavilion Master die?"

Xu Fengshan shook his head and said, "The news didn't say it, but it was definitely not because of the fight. I haven't heard of the old pavilion master going out recently, nor have anyone heard of being able to invade the inside of the Emperor Tian Pavilion."

Chu Xiu shook his head gently, and was also a little sighing.

He had no disgust towards the old Pavilion Master.

Although the old Pavilion Master asked him to come to Cangwu County was a bit intriguing, the old Pavilion Master explained everything to him openly.

Besides, if Chu Xiu had not come to Cangwu County, he would not have been able to find the way back to the lower realm so quickly.

"It's enough for Cangwu County to go to Huangtian Pavilion alone."

When the old pavilion master passed away, the county magistrates of Huangtian Pavilion were of course obliged to go there to handle the funeral.

This trip was not enough to fight, so Chu Xiu did not wake Lu Jianghe and the others from retreat, but went alone.

When Chu Xiu came to Huangtian Pavilion, the entire Huangtian Pavilion was covered in mourning, and all the disciples looked sad.

The old Pavilion Master has a high prestige in the Emperor Tian Pavilion, so high that it is not comparable to Li Wuxiang.

Li Wuxiang is majestic in his work and always talks about the word "rules", so most of the warriors in Huangtian Pavilion are more afraid than respectful to him.

The old pavilion master truly regarded the Emperor Tian Pavilion as everything he had. He worked hard all his life for the Emperor Tian Pavilion. Even if he was an ordinary disciple, he would care as much as possible.

When the old Pavilion Master was in power, he promoted Lu Sanjin, the East Region Walking. Jie Yingzong was just an ordinary deacon before, and he also discovered and trained him.

In the Huangtian Pavilion, the old pavilion master truly treated him equally, so almost all the warriors in the Huangtian Pavilion respect him very much.

At this time, the old pavilion master passed away, and the entire Huangtian Pavilion was also trapped in a sad atmosphere.

After Chu Xiu arrived, he walked directly into the hall of the headquarters of the Huangtian Pavilion, among which other county magistrates of the Huangtian Pavilion, as well as elders and others were there.

Seeing Chu Xiu coming, most of the county magistrates subconsciously looked at Chu Xiu, with a look in their eyes.

Chu Xiu, the elders of Huangtian Pavilion, had seen Chu Xiu before, but Chu Xiu only knew Jie Yingzong in the county magistrates everywhere, and he had never seen Chu Xiu, but he had heard of Chu Xiu's name.

Seeing Chu Xiu coming, Li Wuxiang nodded at Chu Xiu, but his expression was a little cold.

Obviously, what happened last time still made him mind.

Jie Yingzong smiled at Chu Xiu and greeted him, not caring about Li Wuxiang's attitude.

He is also a member of the old Pavilion Master, and the last time Chu Xiu saved him, he still owe Chu Xiu a favor.

Lu Sanjin walked over with red eyes, handed Chu Xiu a white brocade robe, and whispered: "Brother Chu, let's rest for a moment first. The funeral of the old Pavilion Master will be held tomorrow."

Among the people present, Lu Sanjin is the saddest one.

For him, the old Pavilion Master is a master and a father. All he can do is to be supported by the old Pavilion Master.

Chu Xiu nodded, and he asked in a low voice: "How did the old Pavilion Master die?"

"It was exhausted by the blood."

Lu Sanjin said sadly: "The old pavilion master is already quite old, but considering that my Emperor Tian Pavilion is now in a crisis, he cannot rest with peace of mind. Instead, he deduces martial arts every day, hoping to deduce a technique to restrain the Ice Soul Magical Art of Hanjiang City.

As a result, the martial arts were deduced in half, and the old Pavilion Master encountered a bottleneck, but he still forced his deduction, which resulted in some detours and eventually exhausted his blood."

When Chu Xiu heard Lu Sanjin say this, he shook his head slightly.

The old Pavilion Master died a little unfairly.

The situation where the devil only happens to low-level warriors was encountered by the old Pavilion Master, which is something that should not have happened at all.

If the old Pavilion Master can rest with peace of mind, with his strength and realm, it will not be a problem even if he lives for more than ten years.

At this time, Li Wuxiang also said in a deep voice: "Everyone has arrived. The funeral will be held on time tomorrow. Let's go and rest today."

At this time, Zhong Qianqiu suddenly said, "Where are you going to bury the old Pavilion Master?"

Li Wuxiang frowned and said, "Of course it was buried in Yuankong's territory. Aren't the Lords of the Huangtian Pavilion buried there?"

Zhong Qiushui said lightly: "The Pavilion Masters of all dynasties were indeed buried in Yuankong, but the Old Pavilion Master's contribution to the Emperor Tian Pavilion is obvious to all. I propose to bury the Old Pavilion Master in Yuanhuang's territory and worship him. He has this qualification."

When everyone present heard this, they immediately discussed it.

There is more than one blessing land in the Cave Heaven Pavilion. The Yuanhuang Realm is the most important place. It contains the rankings of a few ancestors of the Emperor Tian Pavilion. Only the pavilion masters who have made great contributions to the Emperor Tian Pavilion are qualified to enter the Yuanhuang Realm. At the same time, there are several trump cards of the Emperor Tian Pavilion.

The most important thing is that the Yuanhuang realm is very small, only as big as a room, but the energy of heaven and earth is rich and scary, so only the Pavilion Master has ever been able to enter it to practice.

Moreover, because you have to accumulate vital energy, the Yuanhuang Realm can only be opened once every few years. Otherwise, once it is opened, the vital energy of heaven and earth in it will dissipate.

Li Wuxiang had just used the Yuanhuang Realm a few years ago, and waited for a while before the Yuanhuang Realm could be opened again. As a result, Zhong Qiushui suggested opening the Yuanhuang Realm now. This is clearly a matter of being inseparable from Li Wuxiang.

Li Wuxiang lowered his voice and shouted: "Spring Qiu Shui! Now is the time for the old Pavilion Master to be buried. Do you still have to play with those boring methods? Is it interesting?"

Zhong Qiushui looked at Li Wuxiang, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, a sarcastic smile.

"Do you still think I'm deliberately making things difficult for you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Qiushui's expression suddenly became extremely ferocious: "Li Wuxiang! Don't forget that I was just a street gangster at the beginning. Because I offended a disciple of a big sect, I was about to be pulled out by my boss to vent my anger. It was me who was saved by the old Pavilion Master. I owe my life to the old Pavilion Master!

Over the years, I have worked hard for the Emperor Tian Pavilion and fought to the death. What is the purpose of? What is it to restore the old Pavilion Master’s life!

If you are the head of the palace, I don’t accept it, I don’t want to.

But the old Pavilion Master said that you are more suitable than me, so I gave in.

Although I have always been against you for so many years, as long as the old Pavilion Master asks me to retreat, which time did I not retreat?

Do you know how much the old Pavilion Master has paid for you to be able to sit firmly as the Pavilion Master?

Ask yourself, among so many generations of the Lords of the Emperor Tian Pavilion, are the old Lords really not qualified to enter the territory of the Yuanhuang?

You still think I am competing with you, Li Wuxiang, your thoughts are really dark.

I am just seeking the position he deserves for the old Pavilion Master!”

"Enough!"

Li Wuxiang shouted angrily: "Do you think I don't want the old Pavilion Master to enter the Yuanhuang Realm?"

But now the old pavilion master has just passed away. After hearing the news from Hanjiang City, he will definitely take action against my Emperor Tian Pavilion.

When the Yuanhuang Realm is opened, I can take this opportunity to gain more strength and not be so passive.

Am I for myself? I am for the entire Huangtian Pavilion!"

Zhong Qiushui sneered: "Even if you enter the 100-dimensional imperial realm, you are still not Ye Weikong's opponent. Why do you say these useless things? Do you dare to say that you are not for yourself?"

Li Wuxiang let out a sigh and said in a deep voice: "You have enough planted autumn water! Don't forget that I am the Pavilion Master now!"

"Yes, you are the Pavilion Master, the 'Tian King' Li Wuxiang, so majestic! The Pavilion Master of the Huangtian Pavilion, so domineering!"

He threw down these few sentences without any yin or yang, turned around and left.

The elders and county magistrates present looked down and looked pleased, and they didn't dare to say a word.

Of course they knew the conflict between Li Wuxiang and Zhong Qiushui, and they should be said to have known it all the time.

But this is the first time they have made such a big fuss, and they have even opened up torn apart.

And this time it was at the funeral of the old Pavilion Master, which made them even more afraid to say anything.

Li Wuxiang said with a gloomy face: "It's all gone!"

Everyone dispersed in different expressions. Chu Xiu followed Lu Sanjin. After he went out, he whispered: "What do you think about this matter today?"

A hint of helplessness appeared on Lu Sanjin's face and said, "I have known the messy grudges between them for a long time, and I guessed that once the old Pavilion Master dies, they will definitely make a fuss, but I never expected that they would make such a big fuss. Now I just hope that the funeral of the old Pavilion Master can be carried out peacefully."

After saying that, Lu Sanjin also left with a sad look on his face. Obviously, he was extremely disappointed with Li Wuxiang and Zhong Qianqiu.

After nightfall, Chu Xiu meditated and practiced in the bedroom arranged by Huangtian Pavilion. At this time, he suddenly opened his eyes. The next moment, the door was pushed open and Zhong Qianqiu walked in.

Seeing that Zhong Qianqiuchu suddenly came to find him, Chu Xiu was very calm. He waved his hand and moved his energy to a chair and placed it in front of Zhong Qianqiu.

Seeing Chu Xiu's style, Zhong Qianqiu said with a puzzled look on his face: "Do you know I'm coming to find you?"

Chu Xiu shook his head and said, "I don't know that the deputy minister came to see me. I only know that once someone comes to see me tonight, it will definitely be you, the deputy minister."

A playful look appeared on Zhong Qianqiu's face and said, "Why? Do you know what I'm here to look for you?"

Chu Xiu narrowed his eyes and said, "The deputy pavilion master is ready to see Li Wuxiang's vision and is ready to turn against each other. Of course, we must unite all the forces that can be united."

Speaking of this, Chu Xiu pointed at himself and said, "And I, Chu Xiu, have a very heavy weight, and it is worthy of your deputy secretary, to win me over in person."
Chapter completed!