Without waiting for Meng Jin to react, the Daoqing Pavilion Lord slowly got up and stood towards Xuan, his tone a little melancholy.

"Today's war is exhausted, and the glory of the peak is no longer wanton, and there is no hope of breakthrough, and I am just surviving..... Since I took over the Daoqing Pavilion, I think there have been two failures, one is that I disobeyed the will of my ancestor and picked up this killing sword, this sword intent hurts the heavens and harmony, so although I have a five-grade cultivation for Yuanshou, I am far inferior to other monks in the same realm..... But I don't regret that choice. ”

The Daoqing Pavilion Lord tilted his head slightly, as if asking silently.

"This ......"

The Daoqing Pavilion Lord raised his head, a smile of remembrance appeared on his face, and he continued in a voice full of ears.

"Your master didn't want to quarrel with others all his life, and he realized the way of immortality, but I don't agree with this...... A seven-foot man with a three-foot sword, if I can't follow my heart when I encounter something after many years of cultivation, what is the use of me cultivating this cultivation? If I had also chosen to live forever at that time, then today you and I would not be able to defeat that evil cultivator even if we fight to the death. ”

"The second is that I shouldn't have been in retreat for many years at that time, so I lost my apprentice, this incident made me regret it for many years and reflect on it for many years, if I had put aside my stubbornness and carefully guided your cultivation, I think you can now be among the five grades and serve as the next Daoqing Pavilion Master. ”

The eyes of the master of Daoqing Pavilion are full of sunset falling, reflecting the red layers of mountains and the red lonely wings.

"I don't know how long I'll be able to hold on... I must find Chengliang disciples for my Daoqing Pavilion as soon as possible, but who can serve as the next Pavilion Master among these uncompetitive disciples? ”

No matter how indignant the Daoqing Pavilion Lord is, it is useless, the disciple has not disputed as a teacher, and he has tried his best to teach the disciple over the years.

"That's it, this may be the retribution for me to cultivate this killing sword, I have encountered many ups and downs in my life, but after all, I have not been able to overcome the will of heaven... On the contrary, I have lost too much, there may be my successor in your southern city, I can feel the young man's excellent talent, since meeting is fate, take him back to see if he can serve as the master of my Daoqing Pavilion. Meng Jin, because it is under your jurisdiction, I explain to you that I have already missed you at that time, and I can't miss another one no matter what. ”

Meng Jin understood what the Dao Qing Pavilion Lord meant, he had studied the way of the sword for so many years, and he had painstakingly pondered the sword intent, and now the sword cultivation could be followed by no one who naturally became a rare talent.

Besides, Meng Jin's sword mang is also a teacher of the Daoqing Pavilion Master, and no matter what, the Daoqing Pavilion Master is kind to Meng Jin.

"Don't worry, I'll go with you to have a look, and try my best to let you bring back a good disciple when you go back this time. ”

The Daoqing Pavilion Lord nodded in relief, his brows furrowed.

In the courtyard of Nancheng Health Hall, a small room.

The Yi Yin sisters went back, and Yi Tianyun finished packing up the things that Lin Yu gave him, and sat on the chair to prepare.

A drop of red blood flew outside the window at great speed, and rushed straight to the back of Yi Tianyun's neck with the momentum of lightning, Yi Tianyun only felt a cold neck, followed by a sharp pain.

Yi Tianyun touched his neck and tried to feel the pain of something stabbing his neck, and he didn't find anything abnormal after groping for a long time.

Just as Yi Tianyun was about to sit down again, a terrible roar in his ears frightened Yi Tianyun and hurriedly retreated.

Yi Tianyun's face turned pale, the roar just now was the same as the voice of the giant beast in the sky just now, it was extremely terrifying.

Unlike the echo from the depths of the sky just now, this time it was more like a voice heard like facing a giant beast, and a roar shocked the soul and made Yi Tianyun's hands and feet numb.

The feeling came and went just as quickly. Yi Tianyun held on to the blank space in the cupboard.

"What just happened...... Could it be that I've been hallucinating for the past two days? How can I see hallucinations at such a young age... Could it be that it will not grow old and decay, what an omen!"

After thinking about it, the more I thought about it, the more outrageous it became, so hurry up and stop these bizarre thoughts.

"Bah, bah, it must be the sequelae of the old man who took me at that time, it just so happened that I was too tired in the past two days... It's emaciated, yes! It must have been too haggard for the past two days to hallucinate. ”

The growth of age has accumulated Yi Tianyun's tenacity, and Yi Tianyun never pursues such unwarranted things, and the past is over.

Yi Tianyun patted her chest and comforted herself.

"It's definitely a delusion, it's time for me to get some sleep... Maybe there's a white-bearded old man who taught me kung fu in my dreams..."

I didn't know at all that the Qing Pavilion Master and Meng Jin were talking and laughing in this direction.