"I don't understand what the seniors mean. ”

Song Ziyang took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said slowly.

The old man with white hair did not speak, but reached out and took out a piece of paper from the dark compartment of the cabinet next to him, and waved it casually.

This piece of paper flew over lightly, suspended in front of Song Ziyang, and then slowly unfolded.

When Song Ziyang saw the content on this paper, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

I saw that on this piece of paper, the image of a young man was sketched out with a few strokes, and he was holding a bottle in his arms, and he was running out of a manor.

It was the picture of himself who escaped from the Nine Palaces Sect at the beginning, and his expression on it was vividly depicted!

No wonder the old man recognized himself at a glance.

"Your name is Song Ziyang, right?"

The old man with white hair looked at him with interest, and said slowly, "Do you know how many forces are spending a lot of money to buy your news now? ”

"You know what's it called?"

The old man laughed and said, "This is called heaven has a road for you not to go, and hell has no door for you to come!"

This portrait slowly sank and fell to the ground silently, and Song Ziyang's heart sank like this portrait and sank to the bottom.

"Yes, I can think of coming to Shengbaolou to buy the news of those forces, and those forces that are chasing and killing me can naturally come to buy their own news, this is over!"

His face changed for a long time, and finally became gray, and he sighed secretly, "Song Ziyang, Song Ziyang, you have calculated everything, why did you miss this point! Killing that Qiu Ruoyu made you get carried away?!"

"Oh no!"

He suddenly thought of a question, "If you are a self-defeating man, why doesn't this old man just take action to capture himself and hand it over to those forces that buy intelligence, but instead tell himself everything? With his strength, it is too easy to deal with himself!"

More than five or so small realms, the spiritual sense is basically unable to probe the other party's cultivation, but he can feel from the pressure that the other party gives him that this old man's cultivation is afraid that he is at least at the peak of the mountain moving realm!

Because of the existence of the Yin-Yang Mirror, his perception of momentum and qi is very keen, far surpassing that of monks of the same level.

"Dare to ask seniors, I want to know, why did you tell me frankly about this matter, you...... Do you have any other plans or arrangements for me?"

He pondered for a long time, and then his heart was crossed and he spoke slowly.

In this moment, the thoughts in his mind turned thousands, thinking of all kinds of possibilities, and thinking about how to deal with them when they all kinds of possibilities.

None of the best ways to do it......

In the face of absolute strength, any strategy and calculation are pale and powerless.

The difference in strength between the two sides is too big!

The only way he could think of to get out was to sacrifice the Lightning Bottle.

He believed that this Qimen treasure that caused the collapse of the Nine Palace Sect could be exchanged for his own life.

As long as you are still alive, there are infinite possibilities in the future!

After all, he still has the unpredictable Yin-Yang Mirror in his hand, which is an existence that is many times more powerful than the Guiding Thunder Bottle.

"That's right, boy, I've been hiding like a lost dog for so long, and my identity was revealed by me as soon as he appeared, and he can still hold his breath!"

The old man with white hair laughed, glanced at Song Ziyang with appreciation, and then was attracted by the Naxu Ring in his hand, "Is the Thunder Bottle in your storage weapon?"

"Lost dog, are you scolding me?"

Song Ziyang rolled his eyes silently and nodded generously in acknowledgement.

Then his mind moved, and the purple detonator bottle appeared in his hand.

He gently put the thunder bottle on the ground, stared at the old man with white hair, and said seriously: "Senior, I can dedicate the thunder bottle to the Holy Treasure Building, I only hope that I can exchange it for the Holy Treasure Building to keep it secret for me, as well as ...... List of all the monks besieging the Nine Palace Sect!"

"Yo, take retreat as advance, change passive to active!"

As soon as the old man waved his hand, the thunder guide bottle in front of Song Ziyang was pulled up by an invisible force and floated, fell into his hands, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile, "I knew that I couldn't keep this treasure, so I took the initiative to sacrifice it, in order to win the favor of the Holy Treasure Building, not only to protect myself, but also to be able to exchange for a piece of information, boy, the little abacus is playing well!"

Song Ziyang nodded calmly, and patted his ass without a trace: "Jiang is still old and spicy, my little caution was suddenly seen through by you." ”

"Haha......"

The old man with white hair laughed heartily, his eyes narrowed, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were dense enough to trap flies, "Know the times, not pedantic, recognize the situation but not greedy, boy, I find that I like you more and more." ”

"It's an honor to be able to get your like. ”

Song Ziyang said seriously, but secretly scolded himself for being shameless.

At the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt that his proposal must have impressed the other party.

After all, the thunder bottle is a treasure of Qimen, and the other party can't help but be impressed.

"Okay, I haven't introduced myself yet. ”

The old man's smile suddenly retracted, and he said in a deep voice, "The old man is the person in charge of the Holy Treasure Building in Caocheng, Qingzhou. ”

"The junior Jiugong sent Song Ziyang, and he has seen Senior Bai. ”

Song Ziyang also bowed formally and seriously.

"Return the deed bottle to you, you can put it away. Bai Lizan waved his hand and threw the detonator bottle back.

"Huh?"

Song Ziyang was startled, his face changed suddenly, and a thought subconsciously flashed through his mind, "The Holy Treasure Building, which is known as the supreme interest, doesn't even want its own detoxion bottle, and insists on selling its own news?"

Then he stretched out his hand to take the detonator bottle, with a puzzled look on his face, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Senior Bai, ...... you?"

"Don't speak, listen to me. ”

Bai Lizan interrupted his questioning and said, "Shengbaolou respects the principle of the supremacy of interests, and remains neutral without violating interests. Normally, if you offer a treasure such as a detox bottle, it will be enough in exchange for the Holy Treasure Building to keep your identity secret, and it can even provide you with a secret base to ensure your safety. But ......"

Speaking of this, he paused and looked at Song Ziyang's face.

Finding that this young man was still able to calm down, he sighed in his heart, but continued to say: "The old man wants to provide you with some other choices in his personal capacity, I wonder if you are interested in listening to it?"

"The younger generation listened. Song Ziyang said seriously.

"The old man can hide your identity information, and provide you with a secret stronghold in each of the five large cities in Qingzhou, and I will make a list of all the monks who participated in the siege of the Nine Palace Sect. ”

Bai Lizan said softly, "And what you need to pay is a promise!"

"Promise?"

Song Ziyang was stunned for a moment, looking puzzled.

"Promise to do three things for me in the future. ”

Bai Lizan nodded, slowly stretched out three fingers, and smiled, looking like an old fox, "To tell the truth, I am very optimistic about your future, and now I am just using the power in my hand to pay a small amount of resources in exchange for infinite possibilities in the future." ”

"In the future, in the future, in the future?"

Song Ziyang hesitated for a moment, and analyzed very calmly, "Aren't you afraid that Senior Bai will die young? The forces besieging my Nine Palace Sect are all over Qingzhou, and with my current strength, wanting revenge is tantamount to a fool's dream, maybe one day I will be dead on the streets, and the investment of my predecessors will not be wasted soon? And the Qimen Supreme Treasure Thunder Bottle that caused the bloody storm in the entire Qingzhou is dedicated to you, but you don't want it, just in exchange for my future with too many variables, this is not quite in line with common sense, the kid doesn't understand!"

He didn't get carried away with excitement because of Bai Lizan's words, there must be a demon when things go wrong!

What's more, there is no love for no reason in this world, and there is no hate for no reason, if he can't figure out the true purpose of the other party, he would rather sacrifice the lightning bottle!

"You kid, you really didn't disappoint me!" Bai Lizan smiled indifferently and asked slowly, "Do you know what the old man is best at?"

Song Ziyang shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"Speculation!"

Bai Lizan said solemnly.

"Destiny?"

Song Ziyang felt that he understood a little.

Among the six great Qi Sects, the combat power of the Yin Yang Gate monks may not be the most powerful, but their all-encompassing, broad and profound genre is incomparable to other Qi Sects.

He had heard from his master that among the Yin-Yang Sect schools, there were first-class schools that were good at stargazing and breaking their lives!

The "break" here is not the meaning of killing, but judgment and deduction!

To break one's life is to judge numerology and deduce one's life.

There is that powerful yin-yang magician, who has cultivated to the extreme, and with a single face, you can infer a person's past and future development.

This white praise turned out to be a person in the genre of stargazing and breaking life, which he didn't expect.

"To put it simply, your life is excellent, and the future is promising. As for the detonator bottle, it is not of much use to me, and it is a pity to discard it if it is tasteless. And if you become the top powerhouse on the continent in the future, just do me a little favor, and you can benefit the old man and his family immensely!"

Bai Lizan chuckled twice and said, "So, can you agree?"

Song Ziyang thought for a while and said, "What will the seniors let themselves do in the future, do you have ideas now?"

"Of course not!"

Bai Lizan simply shook his head and said, "But you can rest assured, I will never let you do anything against your bottom line and wishes." ”

"In that case, then I agreed!"

Song Ziyang no longer hesitated, and nodded vigorously.

For myself, this can be said to be a great surprise.

You don't have to sacrifice the Thunder Bottle, you can still get the blessing of this white praise, and even provide a secret base for yourself to cultivate, where can you find such a good thing?

As for this promise for the future, hmm, let's live first and avenge the master, and then think about anything else......

For those who have a deep hatred of blood, there is no future!