Chapter 11 The Ancestral Hall Downcast

Qingyun Mountain, Tongtian Peak.

Back mountain, ancestral hall.

The light was dim, and there were two people standing inside.

One person held three pillars of incense in his hand, respectfully saluted the spiritual positions of countless ancestors, and then took a step forward and inserted the sandalwood in his hand into the incense burner on the offering table.

The other looked a little depressed, standing behind the incense man and staring at him.

In the dim candlelight, two long shadows fell to the ground.

In the middle of the night, the incense man slowly turned his head, and then the faint candlelight saw his cheeks clearly, it was the current Qingyun head Dao Xuan.

His eyes fell on the downtrodden man behind him, and he sighed: "You seem to be a lot older again!" ”

The down-and-out man chuckled twice when he heard this, didn't care, and said indifferently: "The years are urging people to grow old, there is nothing strange about it!" ”

"You!"

Dao Xuan shook his head, his tone was helpless, and he sighed.

"Li'er, is there still no news?"

The downcast man frowned suddenly, pondered for a moment, and asked.

Dao Xuan's expression changed drastically, a look of worry appeared in his eyes, and he sighed: "No! ”

The down-and-out man sighed slightly in his heart, looked into the distance through the gate of the ancestral hall, and said softly: "Li'er, this child is a good material, regardless of qualifications and temperament, he is the best choice."

You have to find him as soon as possible..."

Dao Xuan took two steps forward, walked to the side of the down-and-out man, looked into the distance with a solemn and worried expression, and said, "Li'er's qualifications are indeed rare in the world, and now he should enter the high-level of Dao Shangqing, right?!" ”

The down-and-out man smiled when he heard this, as if he had thought of something, and after a while: "Recently, I heard that you have the idea of accepting apprentices again?" ”

"Uh..."

The muscles on Dao Xuan's face suddenly seemed to twitch, turned to look at the down-and-out man beside him, shook his head and smiled: "I didn't expect you to also have a gossip side!" ”

"Hehe, I'm idle, just relieve my boredom!"

The downcast man smiled.

"Ahem..."

Dao Xuan nodded, his face suddenly changed, his hand touched his chest, and he coughed a few lowly.

The down-and-out man frowned, glanced at Dao Xuan's chest, then looked at Dao Xuan's pale face, and frowned:

"It's been so long, haven't your injuries healed?"

"Nope!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren shook his head, and his cough gradually became louder.

Then his face became ugly, and after a while, the cough slowly subsided.

"Whew!"

Dao Xuan let out a sigh of relief, turned around, no longer looked into the distance, and walked to the spiritual platform that enshrined countless Qingyunmen Patriarch Spiritual Positions.

He looked at it in a daze for a while, and then said quietly: "I didn't expect that the power of the 'Zhuxian Sword' was so powerful!" ”

The man walked over slowly, reached out and took a rag, began to wipe it gently on the heavy offering table, and said:

"The power of the Zhuxian Sword is so huge, coupled with the 'Zhuxian Sword Array', it is enough to reverse the sky, such a fierce thing is against the will of heaven, and it is naturally not easy to get along."

Dao Xuan shook his head when he heard this, and said, "I naturally know about this matter, but... Never mind! ”

The man slowly wiped the offering table, very slowly, slowly, as if it was already very good to wipe like this, so he was so focused.

His eyes looked at the table, and he suddenly smiled, and said, "Actually, I know that the injuries on your body are not caused by the Zhuxian Sword, but by casting the Yuan Shen to save your life, right?" ”

Dao Xuan looked at the back of the down-and-out man when he heard this, the pupils in his eyes suddenly contracted, and a trace of surprise flashed, but it quickly disappeared!

"I'll go first, I'll talk to you next time!"

Dao Xuan shook his head, turned around and walked outside.

"Are you leaving?"

The man's somewhat desolate voice came from behind him.

"You think too much, I was injured by the Zhuxian Sword, and it wasn't caused by the fate of the Yuan Shen!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren stopped, did not look back, and a deep voice sounded.

The man stood in the dark shadows, smiled and did not answer.

Dao Xuan is gone!

No looking back, very crisp!

The man's body was already hidden in the shadows, motionless.

Qilitong in southern Xinjiang, where the palace is located.

After the battle, Mo Li simply dealt with his injuries and returned to the stone bed to rest.

Soon.

The great wizard Wu Zhe walked in, looked at Mo Li lying on the stone bed, frowned slightly, hesitated, and said, "You shouldn't have made a move today." ”

Mo Li started slowly, turned to look at the great wizard Wu Zhe in front of him, and smiled indifferently: "It's all shots, what should you not do." ”

The great wizard Wu Zhe was stunned when he heard this, then shook his head and smiled, what Mo Li said was indeed good, he had already done it, so what should he not do.

"How's the injury?"

After thinking about it, the deep voice of the great wizard Wu Zhe sounded, with a hint of concern in his voice.

Mo Li smiled Yaoyao and said, "The injury is injured, but the problem is not big, it has been dealt with!"

By the way, what about the casualties of the Wu Clan this time? ”

Thinking of the Wu clan who died in the battle just now, Mo Li's brows furrowed slightly, he knew that this matter was not over, the black tiger was not killed, and the future generations would definitely make a comeback again.

"The black tiger is not dead, it will come back in the future, you have to be careful!"

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Li decided to tell Wu Zhe the news that the black tiger was not dead.

After a short period of contact, I feel that Wu Zheren is good.

"I know!"

Wu Zhe was not surprised after hearing this, or he should have known that the black tiger was not dead, and his tone was unusually flat.

"Oh, you look like you already know?"

Don't be surprised.

"Not bad!"

Wu Zhe nodded, his expression hesitated slightly, and said, "He has the immortal power of the beast demon on his body, and ordinary people can't kill him at all." ”

Mo Li's body was shocked, stunned, but then he fell silent, his face was shocked, and he said after a while: "No wonder he wasn't killed!" ”

Speaking of the black tiger, the great wizard Wu Zhe always had a faint sadness on his face, as if he loved and hated him, and suddenly said: "Yes, he is now a monster that can't be killed!" ”

There was a flash of pain in his words.

A trace of surprise flashed in Mo Li's eyes, and he said slowly: "The Tao is not the same, and now you and him are enemies who do not share the sky, and you can't be good!" ”

"Alas!"

Wu Zhe smiled sadly, turned around, and looked at the sky in the distance, and what caught his eye was all kinds of past.

"The Black Tiger went astray, maybe it has something to do with the neglect of us brothers..."

Mo Li shook his head slowly, and said in a low voice: "The growth of people has nothing to do with other people, the bubbles under your feet are all walked by yourself, why do you want to add sadness?" ”

Mo Li didn't continue, and Wu Zhe became silent!

In the hall, it slowly fell silent, except for the sound of the two breathing.

After a long time, Wu Zhe smiled bitterly, with endless sourness: "Actually, Black Tiger is just a poor man who has gone the wrong way......"

"Perhaps!"

Mo Li shook his head.

As he said, everyone has their own choice.