The backyard of the Kyoto Tianshu Office, here is the secret place of the Tianshu Office, where there are not only the secret documents of Yanxia that have been sealed for decades and hundreds of years, but also the archives of some special people, some of these people have made immortal contributions to Yanxia, and some are tumors that plague Yanxia, and the documents about them are sealed here forever, without seeing the sun.

Except for the special personnel who deliver the food, the average person has no authority to get here.

Of course, as a secret agency, it is absolutely safe here.

Because the people in charge of guarding this place are the three Supreme Elders of the Heavenly Pivot Office, the youngest of these three Supreme Elders is already ninety years old, and the rest are centenarians, of course, their cultivation is also unfathomable.

There are countless powerhouses in the Heavenly Pivot Division, but there are not many who can become Supreme Elders.

Old Man Xuanyuan is one of the two people who are most likely to become the Supreme Elder within ten years, and Xu Jingzhi, the leader of the Blue Dragon Group, is also one of them.

At this time, the heavy wooden door in the backyard was pushed open, and there was a particularly piercing sound of metal grinding due to the disrepair of the folding.

Old Man Xuanyuan looked at the backyard of Tianshu, let out a long sigh, calmed down, and finally walked into one of the rooms.

This is not the first time he has come here, but it is definitely the most apprehensive in his heart, because Liu Yu has just been out of the matter, and now the old man Xuanyuan is in the Tianshu, and he is often excluded in various ways.

Looking at the courtyard in front of him, the old man Xuanyuan felt a little bottomless in his heart. In the past, a few Supreme Elders didn't care about the affairs of the front yard at all, and they didn't know if they called themselves over this time because of Zhang Pingfan's troubles in the Tianshu Office.

In the middle of the room, there were three elderly people.

One of them had a white beard and white hair and even his eyebrows were white, this old man was wearing a white practice uniform, his eyes were closed and he breathed in the room, almost every three to five minutes, he would only breathe once, if he didn't look carefully, he thought that this old guy had returned to the world.

Although the other two old men were also breathing, after the old man Xuanyuan came in, they opened their eyes, and the two pairs of cloudy eyes were shining with fine light, and they looked radiant.

"Xiaotian, are you here?"

One of the old Taoist priests wearing a cyan Wudang Taoist robe and having gray hair tied into a bun glanced at the old man Xuanyuan, his eyes were expressionless, and he didn't know whether he was happy or angry in his heart.

Although the old man Xuanyuan is eighty years old, he is still called Xiaotian by this old Taoist.

The old man Xuanyuan did not show any dissatisfaction on his face, because this old man is about to be one hundred and ten years old, if it comes to generation, this is the figure of his own father's generation, it is understandable to call himself Xiaotian, after all, the identity of the family is there.

"I don't know what happened to the three Taishang looking for a boy?"

Old man Xuanyuan clasped his fists and saluted the three people, and then asked straight to the point.

"It's not a big deal, but I heard that there was a little friction in the front yard a few days ago?"

The other old man was holding a feather fan and wearing a scarf, although his beard and hair were all white, but his spirit was very good. The feather fan shook gently, which had the meaning of pointing out the country.

"There was a bit of friction, and it had something to do with me!"

Old man Xuanyuan did not hide it, and directly told the cause and effect of the matter.

"Little God, you are not too young, why are you obsessed with some mundane things! We three old guys, although we have lived here for a long time, but we don't know anything about the outside world, let the juniors solve the affairs themselves!"

The old man with the feather fan in one of them was completely instructive. Because they already knew that the old man Xuanyuan killed Liu Yu because of the friction between Liu Yu and his grandson Xuanyuan Po, so the old man would say such a thing.

Among the three Supreme Elders, he is the youngest, only ninety years old, ten years older than the old man Xuanyuan, and he has a posture of relying on the old and selling the old.

Despite this, the old man Xuanyuan did not dare to underestimate this old man at all, because his surname Zhuge is a famous descendant of Wuhou, and his gossip technique is unique in the world, and he has become famous decades ago, and now his Dunjia technique is probably unique in the world.

"Originally, I didn't want to meddle in the affairs of the junior, but that stinky boy was too deceitful, coupled with his ghost skills and extreme personality, I was afraid that he would cause trouble in the future, so I didn't want to fight for his reputation and killed him. If there is any mistake, I, Xuanyuan Ling Tian, am willing to bear it!"

Old man Xuanyuan is still talking like this, in his opinion, Liu Yu's cultivation is not the right way, and he will definitely mess with the hot summer in the future.

"But I clearly heard that the kid's master was the last master in charge of Maoshan Heavenly Master, and he weighed the ordinary Taoist who had no blade, and I had seen an ordinary Taoist in the past, and he was a cultivator with good thoughts, how could the apprentice he taught practice the ghost way?"

At this time, the Supreme Elder from Wudang couldn't help but ask.

This matter came from the mouth of his nephew to his ears, otherwise the three of them would not care about the in the front yard.

"That kid is indeed a closed disciple of an ordinary Dao Master, where his ghost art came from, I don't know, it is very likely that he learned it after leaving the Ordinary Dao Master!"

Old man Xuanyuan said.

"How so?"

At this time, the old man with the surname Zhuge couldn't help frowning.

As a descendant of Zhuge Wuhou, he naturally has some understanding of the art of ghost paths. Because Zhang Jiao, the Tiangong general who caused the Yellow Turban Rebellion, is the descendant of the ghost road.

The ghosts are unpredictable and the tricks are endless.

Although the ghost path is powerful, it is a kind of yin art after all, and if you are not careful, you are likely to lose your mind.

"Xiao Tian doesn't dare to talk nonsense, that's true! That kid not only cultivates ghost arts, but also has an amazing talent, if I don't kill him in the near future, I'm afraid that in the next few years, no one in the hot summer land should be able to suppress him!"

Old man Xuanyuan saluted several old men and said.

What is the highest level of lying?

Of course, three points of truth and seven points of falsehood. And Old Man Xuanyuan did this.

Except for the Great Elder who continued to breathe and breathe and did not move, the two old men frowned.

If what Old Man Xuanyuan said was true, then that young man was really terrible, and there was nothing wrong with killing him as soon as possible.

What do they want?

What I want is the stability of the entire hot summer, and I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.

"In that case, then we understand this matter clearly, if there is nothing to do, Xiaotian, you can go back first!"

Elder Zhuge waved his hand at Old Man Xuanyuan and said, Obviously, he didn't mean to punish Old Man Xuanyuan.

"Xiao Tian still has a reluctant feeling, I hope the three Taishang can be fulfilled!"

"What else?"

At that time, the Taishang Elder who was wearing green clothes and came from Wudang already had some impatience in his tone.

"That's the case, it will be Xiaotian's 80th birthday in two days, and I hope that the three Taishang can enjoy their faces, come to the cold house, and drink a glass of turbid wine!"

As he spoke, Old Man Xuanyuan took out an invitation card from his pocket and respectfully placed it on the table next to him.

This old guy is a long worm, and he can really climb up the pole.

The three old men did not agree or refuse, but closed their eyes and began to breathe and breathe.

Old man Xuanyuan saluted the three of them separately, respectfully exited the room, and closed the door.

It wasn't until he got out of the backyard of the Heavenly Pivot that Old Man Xuanyuan breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, I have to say that it was really a bit stressful to get along with these three Supreme Elders.

It's not that the three Supreme Elders deliberately use their own cultivation to suppress it, but the psychological pressure is too great, and if they are not careful, it is very likely that they will be killed.

"But I'm also a blessing in disguise!"

Old man Xuanyuan muttered to himself.

He knew that although he was very nervous about this accountability, the three Supreme Elders didn't seem to have the intention of pursuing it, but instead asked him to hand over the invitation, and the three elders did not object, which was good news.

Maybe at the time of his birthday banquet, the three Supreme Elders will come, and his old face will definitely have more face at that time.