The last word "dog", Ning Zhumang's bite is extremely light. But when it fell into Si Blank's ears, it was like a thunderbolt, and his body shook, and it was almost difficult to stand up straight.

Ning Zhumang, who had all this in his eyes, sighed again, for some reason, at this moment, the strong thoughts that wanted to avenge the blood of the deceased and wash away the shame of the ancestors of the sect suddenly became much more exciting.

"Uncle Shi, in fact, you have always been wrong about one thing. He spoke softly, softly.

Si Bai looked up at him with a pale face, confusion and sorrow were intertwined between his eyebrows, anger and fear converged, and his expression was extremely complicated and embarrassed.

"The rise and fall of the sect is like the change of dynasties, just like the decline and glory of plants and trees, it is a necessary process for the reciprocation of the way of heaven, and the road against the sky is full of ruggedness and thorns. But the more difficult the road is, the more the pedestrians have to understand why they are on the road and where they will end..."

"The inheritance of the sect is not the three big characters of the Linglong Pavilion, not the huge scene of millions of disciples, it is the ancestor who wrote in the Jishi Mansion back then, 'Hanging pot to help the world, fighting the sword for the public!' As long as you remember these eight words, even if there is only one person left in the Linglong Pavilion, the inheritance has not been broken, and on the contrary, if there are no these eight words, it is one million disciples of the Linglong Pavilion, what is the point?"

"Uncle Shi... You took Linglong Pavilion, went the wrong way, went lost..."

Hearing this, Si Bai felt as if he had been drained of all his strength, and his body withered. He lowered his head and remained silent.

And when he raised his head again, Si's blank eyes had regained their clarity, but he didn't have the bearing that an immortal should have, and at this moment he looked more like an old man who was about to die, with a decadent expression and trembling steps.

"I... Did you do something wrong?" he muttered to himself, as if asking, as if asking himself.

Ning Zhumang didn't take the blank words of his boss this time, he looked at the old man silently, he knew that he needed enough time to digest all this.

Si Bai's gaze swept over everyone one by one, he looked at Song Yueming, who was unable to stand on the ground, his breath was sluggish, and he looked at the old appearance, he looked at the Xingtian who stood quietly in place, and then at the dozens of Linglong Pavilion disciples who had turned into dry bones.

The brilliance in the old man's eyes dimmed, he sighed deeply, and said sadly: "It turned out that I destroyed the Linglong Pavilion..."

"......" Ning Zhumang glanced at Si Bai again, this time he still didn't respond, unlike before he knew nothing, this time, he really didn't know how to respond to such a heavy question from the old man.

But after all, under the begging gaze of the old man, he couldn't help but feel a little compassion.

"Walking here, we have to swallow the consequences after all. Linglong Pavilion fell into such a field, although Uncle Shi was at fault, but Ning, as the head of the teaching, is also to blame, this time I saw the ancestors under the spring, and Ning would ask the ancestors together with the uncle. Ning Zhumang said so.

But when he heard this, Si Bai was shocked again, and he heard some of the decisions in Si Bai's words, so he asked extremely puzzled: "This statement... What do you mean..."

Ning Zhumang didn't seem to hear the trills in Si Bai's tone, he looked directly at the other party, his expression was calm, and he said in a calm tone: "The master behind this demonic qi is obviously an existence beyond our imagination, he can easily control the demonic qi to devour the vitality of the disciples, so as to strengthen the demonic qi." Uncle Shi thinks that you and me, who have absorbed such a large amount of demonic energy, can escape this catastrophe?"

"If it's just that you and I are cultivating for a living, and strengthening the demonic qi will only cost you and my lives, but the person behind it obviously has a great plan, and Linglong Pavilion has already made the first victim of this plan. If the demonic qi in your body and I continues to exist, who can say for sure, will he use this to control the minds of you and me, and bring even greater disasters to this Great Zhou and even the entire world?"

Grunt.

Si Bai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the expression on his face suddenly became a little flustered, and he said, "But... If we die, Linglong Pavilion will really be finished, you see that although these demonic qi have damaged the inheritance of Linglong Pavilion, we can also use this power to open the mountain gate again, and then... and Disciples... Let's continue the legacy..."

When Si Bai said this, his tone trembled, his eyes drifted, and he obviously lacked confidence.

And before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ning Zhumang's restrained shout.

"Uncle Shi!" he shouted violently, and the look on his face suddenly became solemn: "The Linglong Pavilion has disappeared, since the ancestor opened the sect a thousand years ago, the Linglong Pavilion that has been gone for a thousand years has come to an end. But Linglong Pavilion has been established for thousands of years, and after all, it can be regarded as a well-known sect in the world, even if it is going to die, it must die decently!"

"Uncle Shi, this is the last thing you can do for Linglong Pavilion now! Please let Uncle Shi let yourself and let Linglong Pavilion preserve the last trace of dignity!"

Si Bai shuddered, he didn't seem to dare to look directly at Ning Zhumang's sharp gaze at this moment, and after glancing at it, he hurriedly lowered his head. Then he whispered, "Is that so... I see..."

Ning Zhumang did not doubt him when he heard this, he took a few steps forward and came to Si Bai's side, and said in a deep voice: "Although Uncle Linglong Pavilion is destroyed, after all, there are still disciples scattered all over the world, the sect does not exist, but the inheritance is also there. ”

Si blank bowed his head and said nothing, but nodded slightly in agreement.

Ning Zhumang's hand stretched forward, as if he wanted to help the old man who bowed his head, but as soon as this hand was stretched out, a cold aura suddenly rose in Si Bai's body.

Ning Zhumang's heart was shocked, and before he could come back to his senses, his outstretched hand was held by Si Bai at that time.

Si Blank's head lifted, and the darkness of his eyes swept away again.

"Uncle Shi is still obsessed?" Ning Zhumang asked in a deep voice, but Si Bai never meant to respond to him at all.

And at that time, a majestic suction suddenly came from Si Blank's hand holding him, Ning Zhumang's heart was shocked, if all the demonic qi was sucked away by Si Blank, then even if Si Blank's cultivation did not use these demonic qi, the other party would be able to defeat him.

Thinking of this, Ning Zhumang hurriedly urged the "Great Reverse Sword Codex" in his body to try to resist the demonic energy in Si Blank's body that devoured him, but such a thought just arose, and a pitch-black long sword emerged from Si Blank's hand, and then he raised his sword and stabbed it violently, and Ning Zhumang, who was caught off guard, was pierced by a black long sword in his lower abdomen.

Under such a serious injury, Ning Zhumang's expression suddenly became in a trance, although he held Si Blank's hand holding the sword with one hand to prevent the long sword from launching the next attack, and the "Great Reverse Sword Codex" in his body was also fully operated by him, but after all, he was injured, and his cultivation was not as good as Si Blank in the Immortal Realm.

Ning Zhumang, who realized this, did not have the anger or hideous color on his face after the initial panic passed, and what appeared on his cheeks at this moment was only a faint sadness and disappointment.

He sighed deeply and said in a compassionate tone, "It seems that Uncle Shi is not willing to leave even this last bit of dignity to Linglong Pavilion?"