When the northeast of the motherland has entered the early winter season, the Central Plains is in late autumn, when the leaves are colorful, Linbian City, Southern Xinjiang Province, is still the end of summer when the trees are shady, but at night, the temperature will be exceptionally cool and pleasant.

Alpine dense forest, lush and lush.

Once flourished in the remote corner of southern Xinjiang for hundreds of years, even the war years have not been affected by the Fudimen sect, but now it is bleak and cold, inside and outside the sect near the mountains and distant cities, because no one takes care of it, the grass is everywhere, the doors and windows are old, and the shady walls are covered with moss.

In the evening.

An old man dressed plainly wearing a peaked cap got off the last bus to the suburbs and walked along the long-abandoned path to the location of the Fudimen sect.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the sect, the old man suddenly stopped and looked to the left vigilantly.

But I saw a few meters away under a towering tree, in the dim light and shadow, stood a young Taoist priest with beautiful eyebrows, about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in a blue-black robe.

Seeing that the old man looked over, the little Taoist priest bowed and saluted: "Dare to ask if it is Cai Xian Cai's master?" ”

"You've mistaken someone." The old man turned and walked away.

"If you are the master of Caimen, my master said that under the whole world, only the mountain gate can save you, and only the mountain gate can protect the earth gate from destruction."

The old man suddenly turned around: "The little real person is ......"

The young Taoist priest bowed and saluted: "My master is the true person of the mountain gate to Xuan, if you are the master of the Cai Sect and believe in the mountain gate, please follow me ......"

"Where?"

"Kunlun."

This cautious old man was none other than Cai Xian, the master of the Fudi Gate who had been on the run outside for two years, and he knew that his own brother, his junior brother, and even their apprentices and children had all died at the hands of Diao Ping, the inheritor of trickery, in the past two years. Since Diao Ping can find Liao Yongshan and Cai Li, then he ...... I'm afraid that if I hide to the ends of the earth, I will not be able to escape. Therefore, in order not to affect his family and apprentices, Cai Xian had to travel around the country alone in order to leave a bloodline inheritance for Fudimen, for fear that if he lived there for a long time, he would suddenly "encounter" Diao Ping in revenge.

Listening to the words of this little Taoist priest at this moment, Cai Xian, who had to be cautious and suspicious, couldn't believe it, and said, "Little Zhenren, how long have you been waiting for me here?" ”

"It's been almost half a year, we take turns waiting for you here, and this half of the year, it's my turn."

"Why should I trust you?" Cai Xian frowned.

"My master said, you don't have a choice, your younger brother and his children, apprentices, and sixteen Buddhist Tantric Vajra, died in a battle in Qiqihar last year, and the Buddhist Tantra had to withdraw from the Qimen rivers and lakes, today, only my mountain gate and the inheritor of trickery are enemies, so the master of Caimen can only believe in and rely on the mountain gate, otherwise, you are very clear about the consequences."

Cai Xian was silent and fell into deep thought.

The little Taoist priest was not in a hurry, and stood quietly under the big tree.

After a long time, Cai Xian nodded.

……

A few days later.

Outside the railway station in Tien Thuy City, Ganning Province.

Diao Ping, who was wearing a black down jacket, got off the bus and walked towards the ticket hall of the train station with his luggage bag on his back.

As soon as he walked to the center of the square, a person stood in front of him: "You, it's Diao Ping, right?" ”

Diao Ping, who was wearing a baseball cap, frowned slightly and looked at this young man, with a slender and tall figure, a black trench coat, a handsome appearance, and a dusty temperament, especially the long silver hair that was tied at random behind his head, which made him look like an immortal and a demon.

Those tourists passing by in the square couldn't help but take a few more glances when they saw this white-haired young man.

"Yaohuang Sect Bai Xingyong." Diao Ping said indifferently: "Looking for me? ”

"If it's convenient, let's find a secluded place to talk." Bai Xingyong said with a smile: "It's rare to see a famous inheritor of trickery, give me face, right?" ”

Diao hesitated.

Suddenly, his gaze was as cold as a knife into the train station—he heard the rumbling of the train speeding past without stopping, and he sensed the strong aura of the Voldemort Warlock getting farther and farther away as the train passed by.

At this moment, Diao Ping's murderous machine collapsed.

Bai Xingyong felt the strong murderous aura, and couldn't help but raise his vigilance, pinching the trick with one hand, and the silver filaments tied to the back of his head broke away from the shackles of the knots, and there was no wind to shake.

"Don't be nervous, I just sensed the man at Voldemort, on the train that just passed." Diao Ping sighed softly, shook his head and said, "It's not your fault, even if I stand on the platform of the train station now, I can't stop the enemy, and I can't get the chance." ”

Bai Xingyong's qi gradually dissipated, and he smiled: "Please." ”

"Please ......"

Diao Ping silently recited the mental method to calm the anger in his heart, and for no reason, he remembered what Su Chunfeng said to him when he was injured and lived in the capital last year, there is an iron hexagram immortal to do divination in the realm of awakening the gods, and the exit becomes a prophecy fortune, and revenge will definitely be done, now that the Pingyang Sect has been established, a sect will awaken the spirit, and there are four people in the realm of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and he Diao Ping has also steadily entered the late stage of Qi refining, and there is a half-saint Honorary Elder Feng Pingyao, looking at the world, who is still afraid of him?

And just now, I sensed that there was the breath of the Voldemen on the train going west, judging from the strength, it should be Cai Xian, the sect master of the Voldemen - this trip to the west, I will definitely meet Cai Xian.

Why rush?

Bai Xingyong drove Diao Ping to the outer ring road of Tianshui City, found a secluded place to stop, and said with a smile: "To be honest, because the official openly supports and justifies your trickery, the Qimen Jianghu will not unite against you trickery inheritors now, but it doesn't mean that the rivers and lakes have recognized you...... Including me, trickery has been regarded as evil art since ancient times, but in today's era, it is unacceptable to integrate into the Qimen rivers and lakes, although anyone can understand and even support you about your revenge, and you and your master have not done anything evil, but who can guarantee that the inheritor of trickery will not do that in the future? Moreover, now that we all know that you are extremely demonic and prone to recurrence, who can guarantee that you will not become a big trouble in the future? It's a pity, I and Su Chunfeng are friends, iron buddy, he also supports you, then I can't help it, so some time ago I learned that you passed through Qinling Province, I held the attitude of trying it out, and looked for it all the way, if I can't meet you, it's just that, if I meet you, then challenge you, don't fight with you, I always feel sorry in my heart. ”

Diao Ping frowned, nodded and said, "If you are not afraid of getting hurt, if Su Chunfeng agrees, I will fight with you." ”

"No, it's our business, don't let him know." Bai Xingyong hurriedly said.

"Then I won't fight with you."

"This, it doesn't seem like you can help it, right?" Bai Xingyong snorted coldly.

Diao Ping's eyes narrowed, and he said, "If you don't want to die, it's best not to speak in a threatening tone, my endurance is not as great as you think." ”

Bai Xingyong smiled and nodded: "It is worthy of Diao Ping...... I called him. ”

……

When he received a call from Bai Xingyong, Su Chunfeng, who ran home in his busy schedule, was playing with the child in the bedroom with a smile. In fact, children who are just a few days old see everything hazy, and only react to light and sound.

But even so, Su Chunfeng was still amused.

"Okay, okay, let the child sleep for a while...... You are such a man! The child is still young, and the doctors have told him to sleep more! Wang Haifei pushed Su Chunfeng to the side a little angrily.

Su Chunfeng he, he was straight, and it happened that the mobile phone rang, so he followed the phone and walked out.

"Hey, old white, what's the matter?"

"I met with Diao Ping in Tianshui, and I wanted to discuss with him, but Diao Ping said that I need your consent, how about it?"

As soon as he heard Bai Xingyong's words, Su Chunfeng breathed a long sigh of relief, thanks to his foresight in his two lives, he polished Diao Ping's anger almost to the core, helped him suppress the demons in his heart, and also led the formation of the Pingyang Sect, incorporated Diao Ping into the Pingyang Sect, and restrained him with the rules of the sect. Otherwise, with Diao Ping's temperament, he would definitely accept Bai Xingyong's challenge without hesitation - these two fighting methods, even if they are said to be good, once the fighting methods begin, it is impossible for both sides to stop it.

Walking to the open-air courtyard on the second floor, Su Chunfeng lit a cigarette and said, "Lao Bai, I understand your thoughts, but now, you can't fight with Diao Ping, wait for a maximum of half a year, after Diao Ping's revenge is avenged, if you still want to fight with him, I will arrange it." ”

"Why not now?"

"It's complicated, and I can't explain it to you clearly on the phone." Su Chunfeng said: "Let's talk when we meet when we have time, you give Diao Ping your mobile phone." ”

Bai Xingyong was helpless, so he had to hand the phone to Diao Ping.

Diao Ping hesitated for a moment and took the phone: "Deputy Sect Master." ”

"Pingwa, Bai Xingyong has no malice, don't take it to heart, you don't have to fight with him this time, concentrate on your revenge path." Su Chunfeng said: "Before killing Cai Xian, try not to fight with anyone to prevent the regeneration of anger and demons, remember?" ”

"Hmm."

"Okay, I'll tell you a few words."

Diao Ping returned the phone to Bai Xingyong.

Bai Xingyong couldn't cry or laugh, and after taking the mobile phone, he said in some surprise: "Chunfeng, what did Diao Ping mean by calling you deputy sect master just now?" ”

"Take time to come to Zhongzhou, let's meet and talk."

"Okay."

……

On the train that went away.

Cai Xian, whose cold sweat faded on his back, closed his eyes and pretended to be calm. When he passed by the Tianshui City Railway Station just now, he felt the strong and cold mental power very clearly, wrapped in the unstoppable fluctuations of killing and magic power, and rushed towards him fiercely. Thanks to the fact that after escaping from the capital that year, Cai Xian maintained a very high vigilance all the time, so that he could cast a very timely defense, and in a hurry, the other party did not have time to cast the strongest attack, and the speed of the express train was fast, which helped Cai Xian to be lucky enough to break away from the opponent's magic attack Fan Wei, otherwise, this life would be over.

Cai Xian can be sure that the person who performed the spell at the Tianshui City Railway Station just now was Diao Ping.

I didn't expect things in the world to be so coincidental.

The little Taoist priest sitting next to him asked softly with a little curiosity: "Master Caimen, just now we passed through the Tianshui City Railway Station, and a warlock cast a spell to attack, is it the inheritor of trickery?" ”

"Hmm." Cai Xian didn't open his eyes and nodded.

"You don't have to worry, my master said that the mountain gate wants to protect you, then you will definitely not be in danger." The little Taoist priest said very seriously.

Cai Xian smiled bitterly and nodded.

It's just that he understands in his heart that he is the master of the Fudimen, and the heinous things that the Fudimen did under his instructions have now been announced to the world. It's just that the trickery is back in the world, and if the situation is treacherous and turbulent today, the mountain gate is just going to use it, a damned sinner, to deal with the inheritors of trickery. As for how to use him......

Cai Xian didn't know, but he knew that he wouldn't end well after all.

This time, I am willing to follow the instructions of the mountain gate and go to Kunlun with this little Taoist priest, don't you hope that the mountain gate can be true to its word and keep the magic inheritance of the Fudi Gate, so that it will not be killed by the inheritor of trickery Diao Ping, and disappear in the long history of the Qimen rivers and lakes?

Of course, it's best if you can survive.

Cai Xian pondered, if he had the opportunity to meet someone from Buddhism Tantra, could he put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, take refuge in Buddhism, and thus be protected by Buddhism?