The news of the great battle on the Hengduan Mountains that night spread across the five continents at an extremely fast speed.
At first, many ordinary people did not believe it. They did not believe that Baopu Sect, one of the "Three Sects of One Mountain", would collude with the demon cultivators.
Until white flags were hung all over the sky on Qinglu Mountain.
There are more than a hundred sects and clans in the South Continent affiliated with the Qinglu Sword Sect. To them, the existence of the sub-sage is almost like a god. The news is like the sky falling down above their heads. For a while, people are in a panic and see enemies everywhere.
Song Tang was the successor of the Young Master, and it was a legitimate reason. However, the sect was so large that it was inevitable that some elders would have dissenting ideas. Song Tang, who had always been upright and kind, had to resort to thunderous means to suppress them. Fortunately, with the full support of Zhongshan and Cheng Tianyu, Qinglu did not split like Lianjian.
The professor in the academy is recuperating at home, the rebellion in the north has not been eliminated, and the Buddhist practitioners are all in the deep mountains and forests.
In such a chaotic time, with internal and external troubles on all sides, people had no time to condemn the Baopu Sect.
There was also news that Chu Huan led the Lianjian sect to Hengduan Mountain and obtained extremely rich resources.
Rong Zhuo returned to East Continent to unify the magic world, and Yu Shi was also recuperating from his injuries.
As a result, a rare balance was achieved in the situation.
But everyone knows that the balance is temporary and precarious and can be broken at any time.
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In addition to the Nine Palaces and Twelve Taoist Temples with curling green smoke, the Baopu Sect also has a sect ancestral hall.
The ancestral hall is located in a remote area, and apart from the outer disciples who are often assigned to clean it, no one usually comes here.
But today, the light was dim and the ancestral hall with faded curtains was filled with people.
In the main hall, only Yu Shi was sitting on the prime minister's chair, with more than a dozen elders standing on both sides of him.
Opposite them, ten feet away, a young man with a stern look stood with a sword in his arms.
"The sect has trained you for so many years. Now you are at the peak of your career. If you don't repay the sect's kindness, are you going to be a traitor?!"
"If your master were still alive, how could you have the face to see him!"
"Young people should know the current situation and understand the greater good. You are still young and ignorant. Listen to my advice and don't ruin your future!"
Although the elders spoke in a stern tone, they mainly tried to persuade the people and no one mentioned any punishment.
Because everyone knows that in terms of combat power, how can these elders who are just sitting there doing nothing be able to withstand a single sword strike from Lin Yuangui?
No matter what others said, Lin Yuangui remained silent.
His eyes seemed to penetrate the crowd and landed on those old tablets. His thoughts drifted away, thinking about the founders and ancestors of the sect. If their spirits were really in heaven, would they be watching here?
Others couldn't see it, but Yu Shi could see that he was absent-minded, and his face turned cold.
He was unwilling to kill Lin Yuangui unless it was absolutely necessary.
Lin Yuangui's value has not yet been fully realized. Zheng Wei is dead, and the seven sons are all useless. There is no second "Shuoyue Sword" among the younger generation of the sect. Moreover, we need people when we need to accomplish great things. It will take another hundred years to train one from scratch.
Yu Shi’s gaze fell on the crowd on the right.
The man understood and came out, smiling warmly, "Brother Lin, I have heard of your reputation for a long time and have admired you for a long time. Seeing you today, I find that you are indeed worthy of your reputation."
It was Chu Huan who came out. He had made an agreement with Rong Zhuo many years ago and had been waiting for this day for a long time. He knew that he was not an ally of these big men, but just a chess piece. But he could get more, so he didn't need to care about the empty position.
Chu Huan changed the subject and said, "Brother, your swordsmanship is extraordinary, but have you ever thought that the change of times is unstoppable?"
"Heroes are made in troubled times, and the old order is destined to be abandoned. Senior Brother Lin, why don't you join us in establishing a new order and creating a brand new glorious era."
“Great things are achieved without paying attention to small details. History is written by the victors, and future generations will only remember the achievements of our pioneers.”
Faced with such inspiring and blood-boiling words, the old elder's white beard began to tremble.
Their eyes were shining and they were full of energy. They wanted to clap their hands and cheer, as if each of them was the inaugurator of a new era.
Then Lin Yuangui spoke up, "First, we are not from the same master, and second, we are from the same sect. I don't deserve to be called Senior Brother."
Just like a basin of cold water poured into a fire, the atmosphere in the ancestral hall changed instantly.
Yu Shi's gaze is like a sword,
"What about me? I am your master's senior brother. Can I say that to you?"
"If it weren't for your master's early death, I would have killed you long ago."
The elders all sighed and said that the master had good intentions, but Lin Yuangui was too ungrateful.
Having said that, back then, Yu Shi and Lin Yuangui's master did not have much friendship. At that time, the Baopu Sect was divided into the old and new factions, and each of them was a leader in their own faction. Later, one of them died accidentally during seclusion, and the other became the head of the sect, purged dissidents, and turned the sect into a one-man show.
Yu Shi stood up and left.
His injuries have not yet healed, and he is most afraid of the blood rushing to his chest, so he doesn't want to waste any more words.
A voice came from afar, "The overall situation has been decided. It doesn't matter whether you are there or not."
"Think it over carefully."
Everyone followed him and suddenly they were far away.
Lin Yuangui stood in the empty ancestral hall, looking at his master's tablet.
The candlelight was dim, stretching his shadow long and slanted.
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Yin Biyue found the time very unbearable at first.
He is actually not that free and easy, nor that brave.
Looking at the formation at the entrance of the cave, I felt confused for a moment.
Later, he only looked at Luo Mingchuan and talked to himself, talking about everything that had happened since they met. He talked about the dungeon in Cangya Mountain, the roof of Yecheng, the Buddhist hall of Xingshan Temple, and the floating sea, and he gradually calmed down.
It was as if I knew my senior brother couldn’t hear me, but as long as I said it out loud, I would gain strength.
The power of reassurance.
Yin Biyue began to meditate and practice swordplay in his sea of consciousness. His mind was peaceful and free of distracting thoughts, no different from when he was in seclusion on Xihua Peak.
But today is clearly different.
When the first ray of morning light shone into the cave entrance, there was a person standing in the morning light.
It's like standing in the clouds.
His eyebrows and eyes were extraordinary, his clothes were spotless, and he carried a wooden sword on his back. His expression was neither sad nor happy. He did not show any pressure.
Yin Biyue's aura was connected to the formation, and any slight movement here was connected to his mind. But the person in front of him appeared out of thin air, as if the formation at the entrance of the cave did not exist.
This is a very scary thing, which means that the other party's strength has exceeded his understanding of the world.
However, strangely enough, Yin Biyue could not show any resistance or vigilance.
He didn't know how to describe the feeling.
He has never seen an immortal.
But he thought, if there really were immortals in the world, they would look like this person.
Come when you want to come, go when you want to go. It's natural to stand wherever you want.
The immortal took two steps closer and looked at him, but his words were obviously not addressed to him. His tone was vague, as if he was communicating with another world, "I found a customer."
Yin Biyue was startled.
The man in front of him smiled, his smile was as cold as ice and snow, and he said slowly, "The king of heaven and the tiger of earth..."
"The author is an idiot!"
Yin Biyue realized something after he finished speaking, and was struck by lightning. The screen was filled with "wow" and instantly drowned him.
What a world this is!
The high-class immortal becomes a fellow villager in a second QAQ
The man muttered to himself, "It should be the technical department idiot... What's your name, please?"
"My name is Yin Biyue."
"Hello Mr. Yin, my last name is Cheng."
Thinking back to the man's first words, Yin Bi felt that he knew where he came from.
The time-travel company that sells fake and shoddy halos.
Is he here to provide after-sales service? !
The power disparity is huge. If I don't use it well, will I be hacked to death? Senior brother, help me QAQ "Cheng, Senior Cheng, you are here..."
"I'm here to express my apologies on behalf of our technical department. I'm sorry that your user experience has been damaged due to the incorrect installation of the halo. Please discuss the subsequent compensation with me."
Although the man's words were simple, his expression was sincere and serious, without any condescending attitude.
Yin Biyue thought about it, "Installation error, what is the error?"
"I installed a halo that is contrary to your wishes. If you still want to be a villain now, I can replace it for you immediately."
The opposite intention.
Yin Biyue finally understood how the previous amazing developments came about. It was this wrong halo that prevented him from pretending to be cool in peace.
If it was when he first came into this world, he would definitely change it back.
But now, after a pause, he said,
"No need. I don't want any aura. I'd better turn off this one too."
"No problem. Let's talk about compensation."
"What can I compensate?"
"Answering questions, free cheating, fortune telling, asking about marriage...you can choose any two."
“…”
Wait, why does this look like fortune telling at the street corner?
"Will my senior brother become a demon lord?"
The man glanced at Luo Mingchuan, and then his eyes fell on the Linyuan Sword in Yin Biyue's hand. "As long as you don't use this sword to kill him, it won't happen. When Mo Changyuan died under this sword, he used Tianluo Jiuzhuan to leave a trace of divine consciousness in the sword. Once the divine consciousness enters his soul, the memory of a million years ago will be awakened. He will become Mo Changyuan."
Yin Biyue stared at his sword in a daze.
He had never expected it to be like this.
The illusion of the Xingshan Temple Buddhist Hall reappeared. He killed his brother, and then the scene changed to a stranger in the hall. It was so real.
"The righteousness in the sword is enough to suppress this divine thought. After a long time, the divine thought will not be able to stay and will only dissipate."
Yin Biyue breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
"That's just to answer your questions. What else do you want to choose?"
Yin Biyue's mind was a little confused now. He sat beside Luo Mingchuan's bed and looked at the sleeping person on the bed. "I don't know..." He wanted to talk for some reason. "You have also traveled through many worlds. Is there any world that makes you feel that this is the real life? Have you met someone who made you courageous and also made you fanciful? I don't know what's wrong with me. Can you answer my questions and solve my doubts?"
After hearing this, Cheng Xiaobai thought, you are not answering my questions, you are asking about marriage.
"Love makes people panic and also makes people strange."
Yin Biyue was shocked. He wanted to say, "This is my senior brother. I won't have any dirty thoughts towards him," but he couldn't say anything.
Cheng Xiaobai saw what he was thinking.
"Someone once told me that when you love someone, it doesn't matter whether he is a man or a woman, a human or a demon, a fairy or a devil. You just want to accompany him, protect him, and spend the long life together. Think about it, is that right..."
Spend it together... with my senior brother.
Yes.
Yin Biyue was shocked and confused. Is this really the case?
I really like my brother?
"You're at a loss for choosing two to answer questions. Do you have any other compensation requests?"
"……there is none left."
The man said, "You can refuse it, but I can't refuse to give it to you. Contact me when you have made up your mind."
Yin Biyue had an extra piece of talisman paper in his hand. The pattern on it was strange, and he had never seen it before.
"I can't stay any longer, the laws of the world will notice it. You can use this talisman to contact me, but it can only be used once." The man seemed to have sensed something, and his figure gradually became blurred, and the morning light penetrated his almost transparent body.
The picture is amazing.
"Finally, I would like to remind you that he will not become a demon king when he wakes up, but he may not be in his right mind and may even want to kill you. You must be prepared."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was no more figure in the morning light at the cave entrance.
Yin Biyue knew that this was a kind reminder. The cultivation sealed in his brother's body might not be suppressed, and Tianluo Jiuzhuan might also get out of control. The crisis still existed.
He had really imagined that his senior brother would wake up and kill him with a sword.
After an unknown amount of time, he leaned over Luo Mingchuan's bed.
The sound echoed in the empty cave,
"I am not afraid of death."
"I'm just afraid that you won't be in the next world."
The person on the bed opened his eyes.
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