When Jun Wenxin flew back to Tongtian Peak, it was already nightfall, and the lights on Tongtian Peak were bright, and the many disciples of the original Qingyun Sect, coupled with the countless righteous path people who had poured into Qingyun in recent days, had made this fairyland-like place a little crowded and mundane.

However, Jun Wenxin didn't know this, he walked straight to the peak Yuqing Palace, and after asking about the whereabouts of Dao Xuan Zhenren from the mouth of the Qingyun junior disciple in the Yuqing Palace, he walked towards the bedroom of Dao Xuan Zhenren in the back hall of Yuqing Palace.

Coming to a secluded place in the back hall, Jun Wenxin stood at the door of Daoxuan Zhenren for a while, settled down, and just wanted to raise his hand to knock on the door, but the voice of Daoxuan Zhenren had already come out of the room, saying, "Is it a conscience, come in." ”

Jun Wenxin was suffocated, and his heart was slightly strange, he was also in the realm of Taiqing, but he was obviously inferior to Dao Xuan Zhenren, even if he restrained his breath, he was immediately aware of it.

He gently pushed open the door and stepped inside.

The room is very spacious, all the furnishings have the atmosphere of books, in addition to the simple tables, chairs and beds, there are many books on the bookshelves on both sides of the room, among which there are many old books, which are also neatly placed on the bookshelves, and it can be seen that they have been read by the owner countless times.

Dao Xuan Zhenren was sitting next to the desk, holding an ancient scroll in his hand, and was reading, when he saw Jun Wenxin walking in, he smiled slightly, and said, "Are you only coming back now?"

Jun Wenxin bowed and said lightly: "Yes." ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren nodded and said, "How's things going?"

Jun asked: "The first seat of the seven veins has no opinion, they all say that it is subject to the meaning of the uncle, only Uncle Tian of the Great Bamboo Peak..."

Dao Xuan Zhenren frowned and said, "What, does Senior Brother Tian have any different opinions?"

Jun Wenxin frowned and said, "No, Uncle Tian didn't object, but just asked me to bring a few words to tell Uncle Shi." ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren was slightly stunned and said, "What do you say?"

Jun Wenxin immediately repeated Tian Buyi's words, Dao Xuan Zhenren was silent after hearing it, Jun Wenxin, who was standing on the side, looked at it, and saw that Dao Xuan Zhenren's face was complicated, and he seemed to be thinking about something, and his expression was constantly changing.

Just when Jun asked his heart to guess what thoughts Dao Xuan Zhenren was thinking, Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly said: "Ask your heart, what do you think of Uncle Tian?"

Jun Wenxin was taken aback, he didn't know what Dao Xuan Zhenren meant, he glanced at him, but he couldn't see anything special, so he had to say: "Well, I think, Uncle Tian... It's still pretty good. ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren smiled, obviously not caring much about Jun's opportunistic words, only listening to him say leisurely: "Yes! He is a very good person, hehe, it's hard to believe that he looked like that at the beginning, he can actually be seen by people to see the extraordinary..."

Dao Xuan Zhenren's words suddenly stopped, and the room fell into a calm.

Jun Wenxin moved his body slightly, faintly feeling a little uneasy, what did he want to sacrifice?Why did he not mention Tian Buyi's reaction after talking about the Heavenly Machine Seal, and the Dao Xuan Zhenren in front of him became more and more weird...

After a while, Dao Xuan Zhenren said, "You've been running for a day, and you're tired, go back and rest." ”

Jun Wenxin nodded and saluted, "Yes." ”

After speaking, he slowly retreated.

Dao Xuan Zhenren watched the figure of the most outstanding disciple of Qingyun Sect disappear from sight, pondered for a moment, looked at the dark sky outside the window, slowly stood up, walked out, and soon, his figure dissolved into the dark night of Qingyun Mountain.

Although it was already late at night, in the ancestral hall of the patriarch behind the secluded Tongtian Peak, the ever-bright lamp was still burning, like a faint fire in the dark.

The old man guarding the ancestral hall of this patriarch had not yet fallen asleep, and he was standing in front of the offering table dedicated to the spiritual seat of the ancestors of the Qingyun Sect at this moment, staring at the names in the dark shadows.

In the distance, there was a low sound of insects.

In the silence, there seems to be some heartbeat sound!

The night wind blew, the flame of the ever-bright lamp shook for a while, as if wheezing, the old man slowly turned around, walked to the ever-bright lamp, and gently blocked the direction of the wind with his hand, and soon, the lamp quieted down and began to burn steadily again.

The old man stared deeply at this bit of light, and the light was reflected in his eyes, as if something was also burning.

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, the old man's brows furrowed, he listened carefully, and then slowly turned around, and the old voice said slowly: "I didn't expect you to come over at such a late hour." ”

The figure of Dao Xuan Zhenren slowly became clear from the darkness and walked into this ancestral hall.

Under the dim light, the eyes of the two old men collided in mid-air, and they were stunned for a while, and inadvertently, they suddenly found that the other party was already so old, and then remembered that they were not the same?

Dao Xuan Zhenren was silent, staring at the old man for a long time, and then slowly walked to the offering table, stood under the spirit card of the ancestors of the Qingyun Sect, and slowly straightened his body.

The old man walked up behind him, equally silent.

In the darkness, the invisible majesty slowly emanated from those shadows, like deep traces that could not be erased by time.

Dao Xuan Zhenren was expressionless, picked up three sticks of fine incense from the offering table, walked to the candle and lit it, held it solemnly with both hands, bowed three times respectfully to the ancestral tablet, and then stepped forward and inserted the fine incense into the incense burner.

The faint light smoke floated up from the incense burner and dispersed in the air, making the spiritual positions in front of them even more hazy, vaguely like a pair of eyes, looking coldly at the two old men and the world.

"Is there anything difficult about burning incense in the middle of the night?"

The old man asked lightly, in a flat tone, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Dao Xuan Zhenren didn't look back at him, his eyes kept staring at the majestic spiritual positions behind the light smoke, and after a while, he said slowly: "You say, after you and I pass away in the future, what kind of mood will future generations worship us?"

The old man snorted and said, "Naturally, I am full of reverence for you, as for me, will anyone remember?"

Dao Xuan Zhenren didn't care about the old man's slightly sarcastic words, but just smiled faintly.

Then, he said quietly: "At the moment of the catastrophe, the world is devastated, and the beast demon is raging, as long as I think that a battle between Qingyun Mountain and the beast demon is inevitable, and it is also related to the number of people in the world, these burdens are on my shoulders, and I haven't slept well for many days." ”

The old man frowned, and said, "You are not here to complain to me, are you? ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the old man for a moment, suddenly laughed, and then sighed: "You and I have been friends for hundreds of years, and sure enough, you are the only one who knows me best." ”

The old man shook his head and said, "I know who you are, if that's the case, I won't be guarding the ancestral hall here, okay, don't talk nonsense, what do you want to say?"

Dao Xuan Zhenren seemed to be particularly tolerant of the old man, he resisted several times, Dao Xuan didn't care, but his face was a little solemn, and he said slowly: "I have made up my mind, this battle is too big, for the livelihood of the people in the world, I want to remove the Heavenly Machine Seal of the Seven Veins Peak of Qingyun Mountain, and do my best to help the conscience to cast the Immortal Sword Array." ”

The old man's expression suddenly froze, his brows were deeply locked, and he looked at Dao Xuan deeply, and Dao Xuan looked at each other calmly.

After a long time, the old man said slowly, "Have you thought about this matter?"

Dao Xuan nodded slowly and said, "But today, when I secretly informed the head of the six veins, Tian Buyi entrusted someone to tell me some words, advising me to be careful of being angry. ”

The old man smiled coldly, turned to face those ancestor spirit positions, and said for a while: "It's not that you haven't entered the 'Phantom Moon Cave Mansion', you know what is inside." ”

After a pause, his voice suddenly softened a little, and there seemed to be a hint of helplessness in it, and said, "I thank you for my conscience, you... Do it for yourself!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren was silent, and after a while, he also raised his head, looking at the deep dark shadow, the silent majesty, and seemed to be sneering silently in the dark.

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