The matter of Tianyun City spread throughout Shenzhou at an extremely fast speed.

In the land of Shenzhou, while countless monks and mortals were panicking, more people flocked to Tianyun City.

Contrary to these people who flocked to Tianyun City, the two major righteous sects of Qingyun and Tianyin Temple immediately set off to return to their respective sects after the end.

Qingyun, Tongtian Peak.

After returning to Qingyun with a group of disciples, Tian Buyi and Su Ru went straight to the master's quiet room.

"Senior brother in charge, Tianyin Temple is too deceitful, Puzhi's bald donkey slaughtered at the foot of my Qingyun Mountain, and the host of Tianyin Temple, Puhong Bald Donkey, knew about it and concealed it, so that my disciple suffered for two years in vain.

Now that the truth is revealed, Na Pukong doesn't want to make up for it, and he wants to kill Xiaofan.

I can't swallow this breath! ”

In the quiet room, forcibly suppressing his anger and waiting for Su Ru to explain things clearly, Tian Buyi could no longer control the urge to go to Tianyin Temple.

It's just that hearing Tian Buyi's words, Dao Xuan seemed a little hesitant.

His own disciples have been wronged, and as the sect behind them, they naturally want to ask for an explanation for their juniors.

But as Tian Buyi said, the two sects directly went to war, but it was not what he wanted.

He also wants to be enthusiastic, and he also wants to ask for a good wish.

But sitting in this position, he had to think about Qingyun and had to look at the overall situation.

And the battle between the two sects, no matter who wins or loses, the result is actually a lose-lose situation.

Even if he wins, the strength of the sect will inevitably be damaged.

Looking at Dao Xuan's expression, Tian Buyi knew what he was thinking in his heart.

Similarly, for the scruples in Dao Xuan's heart, Tian Buyi can also understand.

After all, his Qingyun family has a big business, and if he makes a desperate bet as soon as his brain is hot, that Dao Xuan is not worthy of sitting in the position of the head.

It's just that......

"Senior brother in charge, that Zhou senior once said that all the inheritance of Tianyin Temple comes from a piece of jade from the mountain behind Tianyin Temple.

And in the jade, there is one of the biggest secrets of Shenzhou hidden - one of the five volumes of the Book of Heaven.

As soon as these words came out, two rays of light suddenly burst out from Dao Xuan's eyes.

"Senior Brother Tian, that Tianyin Temple killed my Qingyun disciple in the whole village, and even intended to kill people to hide the facts.

When a disciple is humiliated, I Qingyun will not stand idly by.

The order will go down, and three days later, the elite of the whole sect will be raised to attack Tianyin Temple, and Tianyin Temple will definitely give me Qingyun and give my Qingyun disciples a satisfactory statement.

Let the world know that my Qingyun disciples can't make mistakes, and let the Qingyun disciples know..... The sect will always be their strongest backing! ”

Suddenly, a row of sandalwood chairs, Dao Xuan Huo Ran got up, and his words were full of righteous words.

Tian Buyi: "......"

Su Ru: "......"

Although I had already guessed it, I was still surprised that you were really such a Daoxuan Senior Brother.

After being speechless, Tian Buyi's eyes were also full of aggression.

"Senior brother with disciple Zhang Xiaofan, with thousands of disciples in Qingyun, thank you to the senior brother in charge."

Tian Buyi bowed to Dao Xuan without the slightest pretentiousness.

Dao Xuan hurriedly supported Tian Buyi.

And the news that Qingyun was going to start an all-out war against Tianyin Temple and was about to ask for an explanation for his disciples also spread throughout the seven veins of Qingyun within a stick of incense that Dao Xuan had decided.

Whether it was a disciple or a sect leader, when they heard the news, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Is this decision really made by the senior brother (uncle))?

Such a decision...... It's very mysterious!

Of course, while being stunned, the first elders did not mention it for the time being, but the younger disciples were on fire one by one, and their sense of belonging to the sect increased greatly.

The junior brother named Zhang Xiaofan was wronged, and the sect did not hesitate to raise the power of the sect to ask for an explanation for him, and did not hesitate to start a war with Tianyin Temple, which is also the three major sects of the righteous path.

So, what about them?

Also as a disciple of Qingyun, who can not have a sense of belonging to such a sect?

If you have a choice, who wouldn't want to join such a sect?

Longshou Peak.

The news spread throughout Qingyun, and naturally it also reached Cangsong's ears.

At this time, the disciples of the sect who were not easy to come back from Suitian were still in Tongtian Peak, and they could not return to their own mountains for some special reasons.

Therefore, what can reach Cangsong's ears is only Dao Xuan's decision to start a full-scale war in Tianyin Temple.

In the room, it was so quiet that I couldn't even feel the sound of breathing, but on the chair, there were indeed one or two people sitting.

"Humph! Dao Xuan, Dao Xuan, the great cause of the sect is in your hands, and this is how you are in charge?

For the sake of a disciple, or a disciple who is unwilling to hand over the Great Brahma to the sect, desperate to start an all-out war with Tianyin Temple, is this your eloquence?

If Senior Brother Wan is still here......."

After a long silence, Cang Song's eyes were cold and cold, and he whispered a few words to himself.

When he said 'Senior Brother Wan', it was just one sentence, followed by a long silence.

"Hmph, Qingyun is also declining in your hands, even so, let me Cangsong, personally destroy this sect that raised me, taught me, grew up with me, and engraved the memory of my life, I used to love the most!"

After speaking, Cang Song got up and walked to the table.

Standing in front of the table, Cang Song stood quietly for a long time.

After a long time, as if he had made up his mind, a flash of determination flashed in Cangsong's eyes, and his right hand stretched out, resolutely picked up the pen, and wrote lines of small words on the stationery spread on the desk.

The time of a stick of incense passed quietly, and the ink on the paper had dried.

Turning around, Cang Song took out a wooden box from the dark compartment under the bed.

When the wooden box was opened, there was a small incense burner inside.

Without any further hesitation, Cang Song took out the incense burner in the wooden box with both hands and put it on the table, picked up the letter paper full of small characters on the table, and put it in the incense burner.

"Qingyun...... What a familiar Qingyun.

Pity..... This Qingyun, there is no more Senior Brother Wan......"

A little flame rose from his fingertips, and Cangsong muttered to himself, ready to set the letter on fire.

This was the contact between him and the Ten Thousand Poison Gate Poison God, who had been relying on this thing to deliver information for decades.

But before this, Cangsong had never delivered any news of betraying Qingyun.

But this moment..... He had finally made a decision to deliver such a message that would be enough to destroy Qingyun.

The fingertip flame has touched the furnace, and the letter is about to be ignited.

At this moment, Cang Song's heart did not have any hesitation, nor did he have any guilt.

All he has in his heart is happiness, the happiness that is about to destroy the Qingyun who caused his senior brother Wan to suffer an unjustly death.

However......

"Without you, Senior Brother Wan, Qingyun..... It's still that Qingyun! ”

Just at the moment when the flame of Cangsong's fingertips was about to touch the letter and was about to spread the news, outside the door, an old man ..... A voice full of sighs and sighs sounded.

This voice is very unfamiliar, so strange that Cangsong has not heard the impression of being a powerhouse in Qingyun in a hundred years.

This voice is so familiar.

Even though the voice has grown old, even though it has not been heard in more than a hundred years.

But at this moment, when the once familiar voice sounded in his ears again, Cang Song still heard the identity of the owner of the voice for the first time.

The senior brother he misses in his heart - Wan Jianyi!

Shiver!

Cangsong's body couldn't help but tremble because of the irrepressible excitement.

Rejoice, the emotions that have not appeared since the senior brother who was so kind to him a hundred years ago have not appeared since Qingyun disappeared, rose in his heart again.

Afraid!

When he wanted to destroy Qingyun, he was not afraid.

He was not afraid when he thought that he might die after defeat.

When calculating the wisdom of the people, he was also not afraid.

And at this moment, I just heard this familiar voice, and I just thought of the identity of the person standing outside the door.

In Cangsong's heart, an emotion called fear is constantly breeding.

Fear, or rather...... Afraid!

He was afraid that if this voice sounded for a moment in the evening, he might have done something that he would regret for the rest of his life.

"Squeak!"

There was no wind outside the window, but the door was pushed open by an invisible force.

Outside the door, a one-armed, dressed in green clothes, with an old face like a withered old man.

If there are disciples who have been here for a long time in Tongtian Peak, they may be able to recognize that the appearance of this old man is the same as that of the old man sweeping the floor in the ancestral hall of the Patriarch in the forbidden land behind Tongtian Peak.

It's just that the old man at this time ..... The back is no longer hunched, the eyes are not cloudy, although the whole person is old, but there is no longer as lifeless as the old man sweeping the floor in the ancestral hall.

The old man was dressed in a green shirt and stood in the night.

The breeze came, the bright moonlight sprinkled down, and in a trance, in the moonlight, Cangsong seemed to see a young, handsome, chic and uninhibited face, showing a gentle smile to himself like his father.

"Senior Brother Cangsong, long time no see!"

Fantasy and reality coincided, and the old man's voice sounded in his ears, making Cang Song's heart twitch fiercely.

In a trance, he thought of the scene when he first saw that youth when he was a child.

The knife that had just taken the life of his parents was less than an inch away from his neck.

I glared at the executioner fiercely, as if I wanted to remember him to death, life cannot take revenge, even death.... Devils also eat their flesh and swallow their bones.

Then, at the moment when the knife was about to cut his throat, a sword light slashed, and the long knife was slashed to pieces by the sword light.

Immediately after, the face of a young man appeared in front of him.

He will never forget that it was this face that smiled at him in the first place.

He will not forget that when he made his choice, the owner of this face restrained the enemy and let himself pierce the other person's heart with a long sword.

He will never forget that it was the owner of this face who brought himself back to Qingyun, let himself worship Longshou Peak, and have today's achievements.

Now, even if the young man has grown old, even if this face is full of wrinkles, he can still recognize this face with just a glance.

"Senior Brother Wan!"

Drip! Answer!

In the corners of the eyes, there are tear stains sliding down.

Cangsong, who has been in charge of the Dragon Head Peak for hundreds of years, plays a pivotal role in the green clouds, and can be described as a great power under one person and above ten thousand people.

This one person can rival the country, and one person can stir up the power of China.

The moment I saw this old face, I cried like a child.