Jian Wuji's eyes burst with light, and his body unconsciously exuded a trace of aura, and the space around him suddenly distorted.

Mo Li's heart was shocked, and he looked at the distorted space around Jian Wuji with some horror.

With just a trace of exuding aura, the surrounding space was distorted, is this the strength of the man standing at the top of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain!

As if realizing his gaffe, Jian Wuji coughed lightly and regained his breath.

The next moment, his gaze suddenly froze, and a look of shock appeared that he couldn't hide at all.

He looked straight at Mo Li's right hand, where there was a black ring.

"It's!"

His eyes trembled a little, and his breathing became unconsciously disturbed.

With his realm and strength, he actually showed such an appearance, you can imagine how shocked he was.

Mo Li lowered his head slightly, looking at the black ring on his hand, which was the ring of the sect master handed over to him by the Sword Venerable Sword Master.

"It's ......"

Jian Wuji was a little uncertain, a little excited, and asked tentatively towards Mo Li.

Mo Li nodded: "Sword Pavilion Sect Master's Ring." ”

Jian Wuji's appearance made it clear that he knew what this was, and with the relationship between Wanjian Mountain and Sword Pavilion, Jian Wuji would never know less, and Mo Li didn't need to hide too much from Jian Wuji.

"Really ......"

Jian Wuji took a deep breath and suddenly stood up.

He looked at Mo Li deeply, and when Mo Li didn't react, he bent down directly and saluted Mo Li.

Mo Li was shocked, and with a flash of figure, he crossed the desk and held Jian Wuji: "Sect Master, what are you doing here!"

Jian Wuji got up slowly and said softly: "Group precepts, seeing this ring is like seeing the ancestors in person, and all the descendants of Wanjian Mountain are all performing the gift of their descendants." ”

Mo Li shook his head again and again: "This is not good, even if this sect master is directly in my hands, I am still a disciple of Wanjian Mountain, and you are my elder, if you want to salute, I will salute you!"

Jian Wuji smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I will pay attention in the future, let me salute a junior, I'm still uncomfortable!"

Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief, this is the best, it seems that this time it was because Jian Wuji suddenly saw the Sword Pavilion Sect Master's Ring, and he was a little out of shape.

"Sit down and say. ”

Jian Wuji sat back down and gestured to the seat next to him.

Mo Li was not polite, and sat directly beside Jian Wuji.

"Now that you've gotten the Ring of the Sect Master, have you seen it...... The sir?"

Mo Li's eyes condensed slightly: "What you said ......"

Jian Wuji said softly: "Sword Venerable!"

Mo Li glanced at Jian Wuji and nodded slowly.

Hiss!

Jian Wuji's expression was shocked, it turned out to be really Jian Zun!

Although the Sword Venerable Sword Master and even the Sword Pavilion have disappeared under the wheel of Dongsheng's history, he knows the Sword Venerable Sword Master and the glory of the Sword Pavilion.

Because each generation of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Sect Masters will pass down some information when they are handed over, and these messages are naturally Sword Pavilion.

Of course, no one except the Sect Master knew about these secrets.

In addition, there is a secret in Wanjian Mountain that only the sect master knows, the ancestor who really created Wanjian Mountain is one of the leaders of the Sword Pavilion, Jian Zun.

"Although the strength of the Sword Venerable Ancestor is thorough, but now that tens of thousands of years have passed, it stands to reason that it ......"

He frowned and muttered.

The lifespan of the human race is much lower than that of the demon race, and under the same realm, the lifespan of the demon race is several times or even more than ten times that of the human race.

Therefore, now that 30,000 years have passed, plus before the Great Tribulation of the Sword Pavilion, the Sword Venerable has been dominating the world for thousands of years, and it stands to reason that he should have died in the world, how can he still survive in the world.

This is the point of Jian Wuji's doubts.

"Sword Venerable's predecessor has passed away, he only retains some obsessions and remnants, and now he has completely disappeared. ”

Mo Li recalled the scene where the two Sword Venerables and Sword Masters disappeared, and his eyes were slightly dim.

Jian Wuji suddenly realized.

It is rumored that the strength of the person who has reached the sky, the soul can still be left out of the body, and it is estimated that Jianzun used some means that he could not touch, so that his soul can be retained until now.

After the Sword Pavilion was restarted, it completely dissipated.

With a light sigh, Jian Wuji said softly: "A generation of peerless powerhouses will eventually come to an end. ”

As if they were all sighing something, Mo Li and Jian Wuji were slightly silent.

Shaking his head and cleaning up the emotions in his heart, Mo Li raised his head: "Sect Master, you have long known about the relationship between the Sword Pavilion and the Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, so you can rest assured that I will enter the Sword Pavilion?"

Jian Wuji nodded: "That's right, there is only one person in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Mountain who knows the true origin of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, and that is the sect master of the past dynasties. From the time I saw you get the Zhanlu Sword, I knew that this day would not be too far away. ”

"So you gave me that key, aren't you worried that I will fail in the Sword Pavilion?"

Mo Li recalled this trip to the Sword Pavilion, which can be described as full of waves, every level is full of dangers, and if you are not careful, you will be eliminated from the game, or even die.

He was able to go to the end, but also with extraordinary strength and courage, as well as a trace of luck.

Jian Wuji laughed: "The master who can be chosen by Zhanlu Sword, in the current Dongsheng, who can compare!"

After a pause, he looked at Mo Li: "But to be honest, if you lose in the Sword Pavilion, it will prove that you are nothing more than that, I can only say that I can't see people well." But as it turned out, I was right!"

Mo Li looked at Jian Wuji quietly, and said softly, "I don't know what the sect master's purpose is?"

Jian Wuji's eyes flashed: "What do you mean?"

Mo Li tapped the table with his right hand: "The sect master's attitude towards the Sword Pavilion seems to be a little different. That's right, Sect Master, you know the relationship between Wanjian Mountain and the Sword Pavilion, and I understand that you are more excited than others, but Sect Master, you may not have noticed that when you mentioned the Sword Pavilion, your emotions were completely different, and it was definitely not because of this relationship. ”

Jian Wuji nodded: "What else?"

Mo Li continued: "After you saw that I got the Zhanlu Sword, you have been extremely concerned about me, and even handed me the key, and returned ...... Let Elder Sword protect me all the time. ”

Jian Wuji's eyes froze slightly, revealing a hint of surprise: "How did you know?"

Mo Li shrugged his shoulders: "The timing of every time Elder Sword appears is too coincidental, and every time it can solve my crisis, if you think about it a little, you will know that something is wrong." ”

Elder Sword forced back the blood Changyou that time and saved Mo Li and the others, and just now, he appeared in the battle between Mo Li and Ye Yunyou, interrupting the battle.

Mo Li faintly guessed, it seemed that Elder Sword was deliberately staring at him, or rather, protecting him.

And in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, there is only one person who can order the Sword Elders.

Sword Wuji.

Facing Mo Li's scorching gaze, Jian Wuji was slightly silent.

Then he gradually exuded a cold aura on his body, and said calmly: "Because I want to ask you for something." ”

His fists clenched slightly, and there was a hint of killing intent in his eyes: "I hope that if you have the opportunity to have strength in the future, you can help me kill someone." ”

Mo Li's eyes were shocked, murderous?

There is no one in the entire Dongsheng who can't even kill the sword Wuji, and he has to bet on the ethereal future of a junior. ！

Mo Li's heart moved, wasn't that person from Dongsheng, he looked at Jian Wuji: "Who?"

"I don't know his name. ”

Jian Wuji said calmly: "But I know his sect, the sect of the Middle Continent. ”

Mo Li's eyes stared, and sure enough.

In the Dongsheng Continent, Jian Wuji was already the most peak person, and the people he couldn't deal with were only the people from the Middle Continent.

Jian Wuji looked at Mo Li quietly: "This sect must have known to you by now, Chixiao Sect." ”

"Chixiao Sect!"

Mo Li was surprised, Chixiao Sect, this is his new goal, and it is the last thing that Sword Venerable and Sword Master give him.

"You should know that I have not yet married and had children, but I do. ”

The corners of Jian Wuji's mouth were slightly the same, his face softened, and a figure flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, his voice was cold again: "But, she is dead." ”

Mo Li was slightly silent, and said softly, "Is it because of the Chixiao Sect?"

Jian Wuji's tone was extremely cold: "That's right. ”

"Speaking of which, this matter also has something to do with the Sword Pavilion. ”

"Now that you have met Lord Sword Venerable, you should already know the real reason for the destruction of the Sword Pavilion, it was the betrayal of the Chixiao Sect that the Sword Pavilion perished. But the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, and the strength of the Sword Pavilion is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so the Chixiao Sect is worried about the comeback of the Sword Pavilion, and after migrating to the Central Continent, it has been sending people to monitor the Dongsheng Continent. ”

Mo Li took a breath: "Could it be that they discovered the relationship between Ten Thousand Sword Mountain and Sword Pavilion?"

Jian Wuji shook his head: "No, if it is discovered, I'm afraid that Ten Thousand Swords Mountain will have already disappeared." ”

"My wife's name is Lin Qing. ”

Jian Wuji's eyes were full of nostalgia: "He and she are also disciples of Wanjian Mountain, we have similar interests, and we have formed a Taoist couple with me very early, I accompany her almost all the time, we cultivate together, discuss together, and travel together." ”

"It wasn't until I took over Wanjian Mountain that my time gradually became less, and I was busy managing Wanjian Mountain and dealing with other sects all day long. It was at this time that Qing'er traveled the continent alone, and her strength was only slightly worse than mine at that time, and there were few opponents above Dongsheng, so I was also relieved to let her go out to travel, but I didn't expect ....... ”

The remembrance in Jian Wuji's eyes disappeared, and the cold killing intent resurfaced.

"Qing'er's life card has always been on me, one day, I was dealing with the affairs of Wanjian Mountain, and Qing'er's life card was suddenly broken. ”

Rumble!

Almost unable to control the killing intent in his heart, the aura on Jian Wuji's body burst out instantly.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Mo Li was extremely frightened, he took three steps back, and when he was so close to Jian Wuji, the aura that Jian Wuji suddenly burst out made it difficult for Mo Li to resist, and he retreated again and again.

Feeling this sudden burst of killing intent, the sword elder outside the door sighed slightly.

He knew that this killing intent was not aimed at Mo Li.

He also has a slight understanding of what happened back then.

As the sect master of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, Jian Wuji has infinite scenery, but only the two of them know the pain in his heart.

One is the sword elder, and the other is the sword from the east.

Only the two of them knew what kind of helplessness was contained under the surface of Jian Wuji's scenery.

The next moment, Jian Wuji in the room retracted his breath, and his body returned to calm.

"I'm sorry. ”

Jian Wuji said apologetically.

Mo Li shook his head, knowing that his most important person had died violently, that kind of bone-cutting hatred, Jian Wuji had already controlled his emotions extremely well.

"I left Wanjian Mountain like crazy, leaving everything behind, but all I found was Qing'er's body. ”

His right hand clenched and trembled slightly: "She left me a message, only six words." ”

"Chixiao Sect, don't take revenge!"