The bridge keeper took Xing Feiyu to the pavilion on the east side of the White Jade Palace.

An old man in a gray robe sat quietly by the lake, with a chessboard in front of him, like a hermit, a master of the world.

At the moment when Xing Feiyu saw the gray-robed old man, the old man also turned around to see him.

The bridge keeper saluted the gray-robed old man, and then introduced to Xing Feiyu: "This is the Lord of the Immortals, the Thousand Destruction Painting Saint, Liu Zongli." ”

Xing Feiyu had a respectful attitude and performed a junior salute. "Thousand Feather Pavilion Punishment Feiyu to meet the sect master. ”

The bridge keeper approached the Lord of the Immortals and whispered something.

Liu Zongli waved his hand. "You don't need to tell me about this little thing, you can deal with it, just a little punishment. ”

"Yes. The bridge keeper left consciously.

Liu Zongli flicked up his sleeves and motioned for Xing Feiyu to sit on the opposite side of the chessboard.

Xing Feiyu sat down, the tea was ready, he picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp.

Liu Zongli said: "It's a pity that this tea is such a cow drink." ”

Xing Feiyu replied: "Some people taste tea, but some people only quench their thirst, no matter what it is, it is the value of tea, I am extremely thirsty, so this is the best tea I have ever tasted." ”

Liu Zongli smiled and picked up the teacup. "I'm curious, what is the reason why you crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to come to the Immortal Sect, I also want to hear how the Thousand Feather Pavilion was destroyed, since you moistened your throat, can you start talking?"

Xing Feiyu was not surprised by the sect master's straightforwardness, and began to tell everything, telling everything that happened in the Thousand Feather Pavilion, as well as what Wang Xie and Longzi had done.

After listening to Liu Zongli, he was silent, and the hand holding the cup was stuck in his mouth from the beginning to the end of the story.

Xing Feiyu continued: "Now only the Immortal Sect can compete with the evil dragon, the Mixed Yuan Martial Saint is dead, the Demon Saint is far away in retreat in the Eastern Emperor Holy Mountain, and I have also gone to find the Medicine Saint. He told me that he was a healer, not good at fighting and killing, the whereabouts of the Star Picking Wine Saint of the Heavenly Sword Gate were ethereal, even the elders couldn't see it a few times, I could only come to the Immortal Sect to find you, my father had an agreement with you, speaking of which, I was also half a person from the Immortal Sect. ”

Liu Zongli sighed lightly when he heard this, and put down the teacup that had reached his mouth, as if he was disappointed. "Your father has died, and I don't think that promise is done anymore. ”

Xing Feiyu secretly clenched his fists and said flatly: "I understand, the purpose of this trip is not to get married, the world is in crisis, everyone needs to unite, they need a leader." ”

Liu Zongli said: "You are the same as those who promote the end of the world, it doesn't matter if you are a chaotic evil dragon or anything, when you reach my realm, you will know that this world is vast, the strong are like clouds, I have never heard of anyone who has unified or destroyed the world, this world itself is a beast, will digest things that threaten it." ”

Xing Feiyu heard that the painting saint was reluctant to wade into this troubled water, but he still explained hopefully: "Wang Xie is different. ”

Liu Zongli said with a smile: "Anyone feels that they are different, or that others are different, and they can't see that you are not old, but you have a heart to worry about the world." ”

Xing Feiyu stared at the chessboard, and there was not much left of Bai Zi. "It is said that there are eggs under the nest. ”

Liu Zongli chuckled: "That being said, but the first flame of resistance will be extinguished by the first, just like the Martial Saint Shui Tengyun, no one wants to be a thorn in the side." ”

Xing Feiyu said: "I don't know what the Mixed Yuan Martial Saint did and how he died, are you going to sit back and watch the success or failure." ”

Liu Zongli was unmoved. "Why do you want to do things that don't match your strength, why do ants always want to fight with elephants? The living space of the two is different, there is no need to fight at all, besides, there is no power from the Immortal Sect, if it is really as you said, I also plan to be alone." ”

"No one is immune. ”

"If the whole world starts to rebel, the Immortal Sect will naturally join it. But I'm not going to be the first bird and gamble with the whole sect. ”

Anger rose in Xing Feiyu's heart. "You are a saint, leaving the Immortal Sect is the Fourfold Path!! you are supposed to lead people, how can you be so forward-looking and so timid. ”

Liu Zongli pulled down his face. "In your story, I barely know some inside story, you treat the murderer as a brother, who knows if you don't want to use the power of the Immortal Sect to avenge yourself. ”

Xing Feiyu blurted out. "Counting on you. Forget it. ”

Liu Zongli was furious, and the saint was completely unmoved. "You dare to talk to me like this!! I am a Thousand Annihilation Painting Saint, what do you know? ”

"I know, at least they dare to resist!" Xing Feiyu stood up, unyielding.

"Junior, it's time to sharpen your sharpness and let you know who you are. Liu Zongli pressed towards Xing Feiyu with absolute momentum.

The space around Xing Feiyu began to distort, and a different scene changed, and he was dragged into the illusion and came to another world.

The pink screen, the charm of the woman who walks by from time to time, carries the pungent smell of cheap rouge.

The world is so vivid that it's hard to tell.

Xing Feiyu noticed that the ground seemed to be closer to him, and when he raised his hand, he saw a pair of immature children's hands.

He became smaller and turned back into a boy.

No!!!Xing Feiyu suddenly thought of something, and looked frightened.

A woman with heavy makeup ran over, and the white flowers on her chest swayed up and down, making him feel a pang of disgust.

The woman's face was full of anxiety. "Son, hide away and don't let him find you. ”

The boy lowered his head. "But Mother, I want to get out of here, I'm tired of everyone being able to do anything with you as long as they take some money, I'm tired of them punching and kicking me when you're not looking, I don't like this life, I don't want to be the son of a girl, it's hell better than hell for me. ”

No, no, no, don't say it, Xing Feiyu wanted to shut up the boy, but he was the boy himself, and his voice came out like that, uncontrollable.

"I want to get out of here. The boy said solemnly.

The woman began to cry. "I don't care, you can't leave me, you're my everything, I can't live without you. ”

The boy is surprisingly mature. "No one can live without anyone, mother, you are an adult, I must go, my father is waiting for me. ”

"He is not your father, I gave birth to you and raised you to such a large age. ”

"Mother, after I leave, you can still live on those men, as long as you want. The boy didn't know how hurtful his words were, and the woman's expression gradually froze.

Xing Feiyu kept slapping his face. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!!"

But the boy still looked up, made a decision, and walked out.

Xing Feiyu was dragged away by the boy's body, constantly cursing, "Don't go, don't leave here!"

The boy didn't look back, very determined. Xing Feiyu turned around and saw that the world behind him was still in a hustle and bustle.

His mother stood still, buried in sweet words, provocative amorous.

No one will feel sorry for that kind of woman's tears.

Xing Feiyu saw his mother running towards the stairs and disappearing around the corner.

Don't! Xing Feiyu felt sad in his heart, he knew what would happen in the next moment.

The moment the boy stepped out of the gate, a dark shadow fell from the sky and smashed in front of him.

The screams of the crowd in the street dispersed, and more people stopped to watch, and then turned away in disgust.

The boy's body began to tremble, and he fell to his knees, vomiting constantly.

"Stand up. A voice rang out, it was an ugly man with a square face, his skin weathered like a statue, without a trace of emotion.

The boy's eyes welled up with tears. "But Mother, Mother, She, She, died. ”

"She's a bitch, she shouldn't have caused such a burden on you, even if she died, she still imposed guilt on you, stand up and follow me, what kind of life do you want to live?"

The boy looked at the mass on the ground that was not called human, then at the ugly man, stood up, wiped away his tears, and walked over to the man.

Xing Feiyu experienced all this again, his heart had collapsed, and he watched the boy follow his father out of the Qinglou.

Xing Feiyu stayed in place, and the mass on the ground began to squirm and slowly stood up.

The eyeballs that came out of their sockets looked at him, and the 'thing' came out of his mother's voice.

"Son, you have returned to hell from the fairyland, is there anything you want to say to me?"