"As the external representative of the dark forces in this temple, is the Dark Envoy here to talk about love and rekindle the old fire?"

The inexplicable voice came from the inexplicable corner, extremely magnetic, and it sounded very comfortable, as pleasant as the song of a lark, but listening to Shang Luyu's ears was pierced by thousands of needles and thorns, and he was the last thing he wanted to mention about the old things that had passed.

Thirty years ago, Shang Luyu and her cousin were chosen by the Dark Temple to be the candidates for the Dark Envoy.

At that time, the two of them were only fifteen or sixteen years old, and they were in the prime of their lives, and they and several other outstanding disciples of the Dark Hall were sent to the Confucian Sect in Longmu City at the same time to apprentice, in fact, they were learning the cultivation techniques of the Confucian Sect, and secretly passed them back to the Dark Palace.

This also determines who of the two of them will become the true Dark Envoy in the future.

At that time, the old man of the fake monk in his early thirties can be said to be as beautiful as the sky, it can be said that he is a good man who is handsome, cool and rich, and the most important thing is that his practice in Confucianism far exceeds that of his peers, so that his peers can only look up and cannot reach it.

Confucianism, who has represented Longmucheng many times, has helped deal with the political affairs of Longmucheng, and his family has been an elder of Confucianism for generations.

Naturally, they have won the hearts of countless girls, and Sister Shang Luyu is no exception. As soon as he got started, he was forcibly poured into the senior sister and brother of the same sect, and it was difficult to think about such a person, and the fake monk almost became the best topic after tea and dinner for these new disciples.

Later, Shang Xueyun's mother Shang Xueyun had a love affair with the fake monk old man, and was exposed by Shang Luyu and secretly told the Dark Palace, so Shang Xueyun was secretly arrested by the people of the Dark Palace. is the same as the plot in the novel, the fake monk old man also moved his true feelings and secretly rescued Shang Xueyun, who was imprisoned for reflection, and was later expelled from his official status by Confucianism.

Later, there was Shang Xue, Shang Xueyun was arrested again, and the fake monk and old man collapsed, and since then he has been a monk in the Six Banyan Temple.

That poignant story seems to have been artificially drawn.

As for Shang Xueyun's ultimate life and death, few people know, at least no one outside knows.

Whether it is Confucianism in Longmu City or in the Dark Palace, it is listed as a taboo topic, and Shang Xueyun's life and death are even more mysterious.

Thinking of the past, Shang Luyu's face was ugly, this story involved a period of heartache in her past, which was too disgraceful.

"Hall Master!"

"I've seen the hall master!"

"See the hall master!"

The appearance of a middle-aged man, with a black crown on his head, and a royal temperament strode over.

He was followed by a dozen men in black uniforms, all with beastly eyes.

"Hall Master!"

Although Shang Luyu was very annoyed that the past was mentioned, she was also unwilling to turn her face in public with the Lord of the Dark Temple, it must be that their Shang family was currently in a weak position, and the matter of Shang Xueyun back then had always affected their family, and their status and reputation in the Dark Hall so far.

The person who came looked at Shang Luyu and smiled slightly at everyone, and did not say any more sarcastic, but instead straightened his clothes, retracted his beast-like gaze, and turned to the front of the fake monk and the old man, lowered his posture and saluted respectfully, "Apprentice Yu Wenyuan has seen the master, one day as a teacher and a father for life, the apprentice remembers the master's Chunchun teachings back then, and he has not dared to forget it for many years!"

The Lord of the Dark Temple, Yu Wenyuan, was also sent to the Confucian sect in Longmu City to learn the authentic mental method like the Shang Luyu sisters back then.

With his cleverness, wit, and flexibility, he became half an apprentice of the fake monk old man.

"Smack......

A crisp sound sounded on the spot, stunned all the people at the scene, and Hulala and others rushed up.

Yu Wenyuan waved his hand and withdrew his subordinates, wiped the bleeding from the corners of his mouth that was beaten out by the fake monk old man, a pair of sword eyebrows moved and moved, and finally still with a smile, he said very respectfully: "It was indeed a mistake back then, and I should never exchange the happiness of my master and sister for today's glory, and my apprentice often sleeps all night, and I really want to ask for my master's forgiveness!"

The fake monk old man looked coldly at the dark hall master Yu Wenyuan, it was Yu Wenyuan who personally led people to surround and suppress him monk Xueyun, it can be said that if it weren't for this person, he would not have fallen to this point today, everything is thanks to this person.

"Since you call me Master, then listen to Master's words and let Monk Qin Mu and Shangxue go!"

The fake monk said coldly, his eyes swept around, and there were as many as thirty or forty people in the dark hall.

Yu Wenyuan was still respectful, his posture was very low, but his tone was very tough.

"Master, I can agree to any condition you have, but I can't let Qin Mu go, he must be the number one wanted enemy in my Dark Palace, and I and Brother Cheng Qi are in charge of the Dark Palace, and I once swore to advance and retreat together and share shame. If Qin Mu is really let go, what will our brothers say when they meet in the future? This is related to the stability of my dark hall, and the overall situation of the previous palace is really not able to do it!"

Yu Wenyuan's tone was gentle and elegant from beginning to end, and his attitude was particularly sincere and pious, even if he was hit by a strong mouth of a fake monk, he still had no intention of being angry, which in the eyes of others he was really broken, and he respected his master very much.

"Smack......

Another crisp slap sounded, Yu Wenyuan's right face also turned red, he was still not angry, he retreated from his subordinates, and once again gave the fake monk old man a respectful salute, "These two slaps are deserved, and the vain can afford it!"

The old man of the fake monk turned his face angrily, no longer looking at Yu Wenyuan, and tried to calm down some of his anger.

"Master, your old man has finished beating and scolding, is it what I want?"

"Don't you think about it!" the old man of the fake monk glared angrily, "I didn't give it to you back then, and I won't give it to you now!"

"In this case, our master-apprentice fate is over, if you don't give it to me, I'll get it myself!" Yu Wenyuan's temperament changed greatly.

"You try it?" The fake monk and the old man did not back down, "Haven't you heard that as long as I work hard, even the Dark Holy Emperor can be killed?

Yu Wenyuan's temperament has become different, and the arrogance that was hidden just now is all revealed, "I have naturally heard of this sentence, but Master, don't forget that anything is possible in this world as long as you work hard, maybe that sentence is outdated?"

"Then what nonsense are you talking about?"

The anger in the heart of the fake monk old man could no longer be suppressed, his eyes blinked suddenly, like two materialized lightnings, the red light on his forehead flickered, and the seven halos on the periphery of his body perfectly reproduced, which meant that he had now lit seven star lanterns.

At this moment, those in the dark temple felt a great pressure.

Especially those people who have less star lanterns lit, they have a kind of pilgrimage urge in their hearts, the sweat in their heads can't help but flow out, their hearts are flustered, their legs and stomachs are spinning as if they are about to suffocate, and a giant appears in front of them in an instant, so that they can't raise their heads.

"He Xiaokun, you actually lit seven life star lanterns, you ...... Didn't you have your foundation abolished?

Shang Luyu couldn't believe the facts in front of him at all.

Back then, I obviously saw the fake monk old man He Xiaokun, who cut off his foundation in public in Long Mu City's Long Zai Mountain, and announced that he no longer had anything to do with Confucianism in Long Mu City, and now when she saw him again, it turned out to be a seven-fold star halo, and she couldn't accept this fact.

She was dizzy.

"Yes, I saw with my own eyes that he cut off his own foundation, why did he actually light seven star lanterns now, what's the matter?"

Yu Wenyuan felt a chill down his spine, and the cold air around him swished into his body, and he had a very unreal illusion.

If it is really a divine power, just revealing the qi of star power has the perfect effect of suppressing everyone so angrily.