Under Yuquan Fang, the magnificent underground palace, on top of the white stone stacking layer by layer, sits on the towering palace wall, and the shadowy lights in the high-rise dark castle flicker.

A short and fat figure appeared next to the stone pillar in the palace, and Wang Fuzi stroked the stubble on his chin and nodded with satisfaction. He looked at the crying young man at the beginning, who was now a chivalrous demeanor, and was even more pleased that although he betrayed the remnant sword tower, he buried the name of the sword master deeply.

Wang Fuzi slowly walked down the stone steps one by one, came to the side of the masked old man, and arched his hand, "Messenger, leave this place to me, you first..."

"Good. However, this matter is related to our secrets, and I hope that the master brother will not..."The masked old man nodded and waved his hand to Lotus Shadow, and the two walked side by side to the stone steps, and everyone on the high platform in the distance retreated.

Wang Fuzi came to the high platform, looked at the disciples he had taught, as if he remembered his past in Qianren Peak, the corners of his eyes involuntarily moistened, he looked at the tall sword Shenyue on his side, and nodded with satisfaction, "Over the years, you..."

Jian Mingyue saw the short and fat old man in front of him, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, forehead, mouth, and the gray hair on his temples, his entire eye sockets were red, he knelt on the ground, and sobbed, "Master,... Where have you been all these years? I... Senior brothers and sisters, I miss you so much. ”

"Yes, yes, you can still remember to be a teacher." Master Wang stepped forward and lifted the sword Mingyue up, with a smile of relief in his eyes. Back then, he didn't obey his master's orders, and he insisted on competing with the sword idiot for the position of the landlord, and as a result, he didn't know the internal struggle in the Sword Building.

In order to calm the infighting, the sword master and the sword idiot fought a big battle in the sword pool at the top of Qianren Peak, but he lost to his junior brother with one move, and left the remnant sword mountain in a negative mood. In order to settle the differences between the various factions in the building as soon as possible, he did not pursue the departure of the sword master, and treated his disciples well.

"Master, you can go back to Qianren Peak with your apprentice." Jian Mingyue looked at the white-haired Wang Fuzi, and couldn't bear to say in her heart.

Master Wang's expression was gloomy, and he said in a hoarse voice, "As a teacher, you are already a traitor to the Remnant Sword Tower, and you..."

"Uncle Zhangzun doesn't blame you, he has also ordered his brothers to come down the mountain to look for you all these years." Jian Shenyue looked at Master Wang expectantly, and pleaded earnestly.

Master Wang turned his head away, unwilling to look at the pleading eyes of his apprentice, and he asked coldly, "That's it, that's it, the old man just asked you about it..."

"Master is talking about the Vientiane tribe?" Jian Mingyue gasped, he had just talked so much to his master, but he was still concerned about the Vientiane tribe, and he realized that the master was no longer the one who taught him in the first place.

Wang Fuzi nodded resolutely and pondered, "Hmm"

"Master, I forgive the apprentices for not telling each other about this matter, this is a confidential matter in the building, and it must not be said to outsiders." Jian Mingyue originally hoped to find his master and return to Qianren Peak together, but now it is very difficult, and he refuses to inform Master Yu of the Vientiane tribe's entry into Beijing this time.

Wang Fuzi turned around, looked up at the most obedient apprentice in front of him, sighed, and asked with an embarrassed face, "Is it that the teacher is also an outsider?" ”

"Master!" Sword Styx took a few steps back, shaking her head in refusal to answer.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Wang Fuzi's face changed suddenly, and he scolded secretly in his heart, you stupid apprentice, you can just make up a lie, is it true that you should die here, he looked at his apprentice with a wandering gaze, and reminded Jian Shenyue with his eyes.

Jian Shenyue thought that the master had completely betrayed the remnant sword building, he insisted on never telling the news of the Vientiane tribe, and said loudly, "Master, don't embarrass the disciple. Before going down the mountain, Uncle Zhangzun emphasized many times that he must not leak any news. ”

"Then why did you come to Yuquanfang?" Wang Fuzi's face turned red with anger, he clenched his right hand into a fist, and roared at the sword and the moon

Jian Shenyue noticed the strange look on Master's face, and hurriedly changed his words, "This... Before the disciple left, Uncle Zhangzun mentioned it, saying that he had received the news that you had appeared here. ”

"What?" Wang Fuzi was stunned for a moment, he thought that it was made up by the kid Jian Shenyue, how could the old man's underground base hidden in Dragon City be easily known by the people of the Remnant Sword Tower, not to mention his sword idiot who couldn't leave the mountain gate.

However, Jian Mingyue had a firm face, he clasped his hands into fists and saluted, "The disciple doesn't dare to lie, and Uncle Zhangzun also hopes that the disciple can persuade you to return to Qianren Peak." ”

"There is no turning back as a teacher," Master Wang shook his head, and suddenly heard a soft ventriloquist in his ears, asking him to tell him about the Vientiane tribe as soon as possible. Master Wang's face was shocked, if he didn't ask about the Vientiane tribe anymore, I was afraid that this old messenger would have to do it himself.

"You still tell the truth about the Vientiane tribe as a teacher, otherwise!" Mr. Wang's eyes widened, and his right hand was raised high above his head.

Jian Mingyue looked at the raised palm, shook her head, and sobbed, "Master, even if the disciple dies, he can't tell him. ”

"Rebel!" Wang Fuzi slapped the sword on the right shoulder of the sword Shenyue with one palm, and shook him to the ground.

Jian Mingyue didn't want to believe that his master had fallen to such a point, he tried his best to kneel on the ground, looked at Master Wang, and sobbed, "Master, turn back." Go back to Qianren Peak with your disciples. ”

"There is no shore, so I have to do it!" Wang Fuzi kicked the sword Shenyue off the high platform, and heard the words "Master" in the valley constantly echoing in his ears.

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In front of the caravan in Changle Fang, Du Pingye stopped, his forehead wrinkled slightly, his eyes stayed in front of the carriage in front of him, looking at Ouyang Hao's nervous expression, and asked expressionlessly, "Have you ever seen someone from Yuntian Sect?" ”

As soon as Ouyang Hao returned to Dragon City, he knew that Yuntian Sect had been slaughtered half a month ago, and at this moment, the old man in front of him actually asked him about the disciples of Yuntian Sect, so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind the carriage and did not dare to squeak, and grabbed the guardrail on the carriage with trembling hands. And the Xuanwolf Army who was standing in the distance had a stunned look on his face, fortunately there was a black and gold mask to cover his face, otherwise he would have to be noticed by this deacon elder.

Du Pingye looked at Ouyang Hao's timid appearance, shook his head, turned around and was about to leave, when a young man's voice suddenly came from behind, "What are you looking for from the people of Yuntian Sect?" ”

Du Pingye turned to look at a young man with the same figure as himself standing at the back of the carriage, he blinked his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "What does this have to do with you?" ”

"I don't think you're a bad person."

"Haha, someone actually said that the old man is not like a bad person" Du Pingye smiled and bent over, revealing that fierce look in his eyes, and Yun Ruowu hurriedly took a few steps back. He laughed, waved his hand, and said, "Little broken boy, it's none of your business here, let's go quickly." ”

Du Pingye would never have thought that the young man in front of him was a disciple of Yun Tianzong, and he also had Yun Wenxin's sect master sword on his body. He turned, waved his hand, and motioned for the group to retreat.

With a "clanging" sound, Yun Ruowu pulled out the Baiyun Sword wrapped in rags, and the blade hit the stone floor hard, making a crisp sound, and a cold air rushed directly from the ground to Du Pingye's feet.

"What! No way. Du Pingye stopped, hurriedly turned his head, and looked at the short and fat young man a few feet away in disbelief, his eyes were round, and he couldn't believe his eyes at all, but the sword in his young man's hand was obviously the Baiyun Sword, and the chilling sword qi would not be fake.