Handsome and ground-breaking!

Hearing this name, He Shun's brows furrowed suddenly, as if he had a great shock in his heart.

"Handsome and ......" He Shun is the first immortal sect in the world, and he is very clear about the stories of these predecessors, and he also admires their strength very much.

It's just that Shuai Podi is a member of the Demon Sect, and he has some hatred in addition to admiration.

He Shun said: "Shuai Podi has been extinct for a long time, and he has not appeared for ten years, and it is rumored that he was seriously injured and has become a waste. ”

Master Sanyuan said decisively: "This is obviously nonsense. ”

He Shun didn't question Shizun's words, and said, "How powerful is Shuai Podi, how do you compare with the Third Master?"

"Ten years ago, I joined forces with your master and second master to besiege Shuai Po Di, but he easily escaped with one enemy and three fights, and now I feel ashamed to think about it. Master Sanyuan stroked his beard and said, although he was telling a story about bullying more and less, there was no trace of shame in his eyes, but it made people feel quite proud.

"What about Master, how does Master compare to him?" He Shun asked again.

The Sanyuan Venerable Master was still brushing his beard, and when he heard this question, he just smiled slightly and said, "If the sect master makes a move, it will be difficult for Shuai to escape." ”

He Shun's eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart was extremely excited.

The powerhouses in the soul world all call his master an old monk, these simple three words are very ordinary, and there is a sense of disrespect on the surface, but no one dares to be disrespectful to these three words. The more simple and casual the title, the more awe-inspiring it is.

At least in this era, the three words "old monk" represent supreme power.

He Shun had heard many stories of his predecessors, but he rarely heard the stories of his master. He only knew that the master was a monk and the leader of the Buddha Sect in the past, and in the end, he actually brought the Buddha Sect to the Daode Sect, and he instead sat on the throne of the Daode Sect Master. As for the rest, he didn't know, because no one had ever spoken of it.

Master has always been a mystery in his eyes, whether it is past experience or strength.

Now listening to Master Sanyuan say this, he has a clear understanding in his mind: the three masters together are not the opponents of the master!

Then who else in this world can compare with Master?

No, it seems that there is a person who can.

That person once climbed to the highest peak of the Daode Sect, competed with the master in soul arts, and finally ended up in a draw.

But that person has that qualification, because he is the first person in the world, Yang Juzheng.

"Third Master, will Master come?"

"Whether the sect master comes or not depends on the court. If the two people in the court came, the sect master would definitely come. If only one comes, the sect master will not come down the mountain. ”

He Shun nodded slightly, he naturally knew which two people the master was talking about, and he didn't continue to discuss this topic, but continued to ask: "According to what the master said, the Demon Sect wants to take this opportunity to make a big profit, then where will they start?"

"I don't know about that. But I'm sure they'll be open to guests. ”

"Open the door to welcome guests?"

"They are the hosts of the desert. Now that so many friends have come, it is natural to open the door to welcome guests. The Demon Sect is known for being the most powerful force, and for the first time in ten years, their doorstep is so lively, and they will never sit idly by. ”

"Where is the gate of the Demon Sect?"

"This is the secret of the Demon Sect. In the past ten years, no one in the outside world knows where the gate of the Demon Sect is. ”

"Even Master doesn't know?"

"The only hexagram that the sect master has not been able to figure out for decades is this hexagram. ”

He Shun was silent.

"I'm speculating now that if the source of the disaster is in the Demon Sect, then the desert will be even more lively. At the very least, there will be a war even bigger than it was ten years ago. ”

He Shun followed the words of the Sanyuan Venerable Master and said, "If the source of the disaster appears in the Demon Sect, then the Demon Sect will not open the door. ”

"Quite the opposite. If that were the case, they would have to open the door. Only in this way can the jade cover be filled. Master Sanyuan said seriously: "I have never underestimated the strength of the Demon Sect. Ten years have passed, and he has devoted himself to cultivation in the Demon Sect, ignoring the world, and he has long since reached a certain height. In the younger generation, Xiaoshuai's strength is definitely not below you. If you meet him in the future, when it comes to life and death, remember not to fight hard. ”

He Shun had a proud confidence on his face, and said, "No one has ever knocked me down." ”

The Sanyuan Venerable Master stared at He Shun and said seriously, "You are the one who has the most hope of achieving absolute defense. But know that the best attack is the best defense. If you don't see through this and always rely on absolute defense, then you really can't defeat Xiaoshuai. ”

He Shun's expression was still humble and respectful, but his words expressed strong dissatisfaction, and said: "If I really have the opportunity to fight with him, I will never let him have a good time!"

Master Sanyuan knew that this kind of self-confidence and self-esteem that had been built up undefeated since childhood was not something that he could explain in a few words, so he didn't explain much about this issue. After all, although he said so, he thought in his heart that if He Shunzhen and that little handsome met, He Shun might not be an opponent. When he said that, he just hoped that He Shun would become a little more modest.

Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on his face.

To be the personal disciple of the old monk, the first person of the younger generation of the Immortal Sect in the world to be modest...... Isn't that too hard?

As soon as he shook off the dust, the red cloud suddenly rose a little, and sighed: "No matter what, the gate of the Demon Sect will be opened after all. There aren't many things in the world that I'm curious about. But I'm really interested in the Demon Sect Gate. ”

......

The night is like ink.

The occasional touch of blood red falling from the sky makes the night more charming out of thin air.

But in this place where a crow can only be heard in the middle of the ring, it seems that it cannot be charming.

In front of the huge and noble mausoleum, a man knelt on the ground, holding a pamphlet in his left hand and a brush in his right hand, writing intently.

It was dark, and his eyes didn't shine, but he seemed to be able to see everything on the booklet, and he was very focused on writing on the booklet with a brush. The brush looked ordinary, but it seemed to be able to write forever with an endless supply of ink.

It's just that he writes very slowly, and every stroke of every word seems to have to be carefully considered.

"It's dark, and I'm still working so hard. I've always wondered what you've been writing all these years."

Behind him came a very majestic man's voice. Hearing this voice, he paused in his hand slightly, but he did not stop at all, and continued to write, but his movements seemed to be slower.

"Even though it's quiet, it's only at night that my heart is truly at peace......"