Qinglong's old face showed a hint of a smile, a hint of sadness.

With a smile, he raised his hand and pointed, and the city lord of Yuchi, who was fleeing in the distance, froze his body and couldn't move a single step, Qinglong spoke: "There is such a scum in the clan, it's sad and lamentable, don't kill him, I still have something to ask, and I'll be detained for the time being." ”

When the clansmen heard this, they pounced out like wolves, and a group of people punched and kicked the city lord of Yuchi, who could not move, without a trace of shouting, only the muffled sound of "poof", which was endless.

"Taizu, how do you think you should deal with these people, should you kill them to avenge the blood sea of blood" The clansman pointed to Mu Mu, Zi Yan and the others who were lying in the distance and asked.

Qinglong glanced at the clansmen, shook his head and said: "These children are all innocent, they are not the remnants of the 'ancient clan', they are all dolls who came here to find souls, let them go, huh? ”

Qinglong seemed to have changed his mind temporarily, pointed at Mu Mu and explained casually, and the clansmen immediately understood, and called a few people to act separately.

......

The white gauze woman's elegant white skirt mopped the floor, gently swayed her waist and came to stand beside Qinglong, a pair of beautiful eyes raised lightly, glanced at the old Qinglong, and said softly: "Are you sure?"

Qinglong took a deep breath and asked lightly, "Do you think I have a chance of winning?" ”

The woman in the white gauze sighed and said softly: "Ahem, if it was you in your heyday, maybe there would be thirty percent, but now? Maybe one percent will be difficult." ”

Qinglong looked up at the sky, and after a while, he said calmly: "Yicheng?"

"You're not going to a decisive battle, you're going to die," the white-gauze woman exclaimed in a somewhat excited tone.

Qinglong smiled, smiled at the white-gauze woman, and said, "If I don't go, he will come to find him, so it is better to have a happy end, and everything will end like this." ”

Qinglong's old face showed a smile, but this smile revealed a sense of desolation and loneliness.

The conversation between the two came to a halt, and both fell silent.

The silence is like a mountain, and it is extremely heavy on the heart, and it makes people feel the urge to roar, but this impulse is suppressed.

Qinglong took a step and slowly walked towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, his steps were so firm, there was no trace of attachment.

"You're gone, what should I do!" The white-gauze woman suddenly shouted, startling the chest of the clansman beside her, and her eyes swept towards the woman.

Qinglong stopped in the scream, silently lowered his head, his shoulders trembled, and after a while, he stepped forward again, no longer nostalgic, and the door closed with a "squeak".

The woman in the white gauze looked at the closed door, and a crystal tear flowed from the corner of her eye, and the tears stained the scarf.

The clansmen behind her looked at the woman standing motionless in place, not knowing what to do, Qinglong didn't make any explanation, they could only watch.

After a while, an elderly man among the clansmen stepped forward slowly, bowed to the woman, and asked, "This young lady, you can be familiar with my Qinglong Taizu, if so, please go to the guest room to rest for a while, and wait for Qinglong Taizu to come out——"

"No, he won't come out"

The woman in the white gauze said lonely, and after that, the air around her body rippled, and the figure of the woman disappeared in the ripples.

The courtyard was once again peaceful, except for the collapsed pavilions and the people who were unwilling to leave in front of the Scripture Pavilion, everything was back to square one.

......

In the Scripture Pavilion, the vast space, looking upwards at a glance, the center of the four-story attic is completely hollow, and the five pillars that can only be picked up by three people are towering, and the Optimus Prime generally supports the attic.

Rows of bookcases are stacked together like stacks of arhats, piled up to the top of the pavilion, the bookcases are full of dazzling ancient books and scrolls, arranged in an orderly manner, and on the brackets built around, a group of old men in white stopped their work, glanced at the green dragon, saluted, and then began their respective work.

Qinglong walked calmly, climbing step by step along the stairs, occasionally passing by the old man in white, he would smile and nod his head, as if nothing had happened, and climb to the top along the stairs.

Five pillars supported a large stone slab with bluestone partitioning many different rooms, and the blue dragon stepped on the bluestone and walked into one of the doors.

The setting in the door is extremely simple, two or three futons for people to sit cross-legged, and there is nothing but futons.

On one of the futons sat a middle-aged man, dressed in a python robe, wearing an imperial crown and holding a three-foot Qingfeng.

The moment Qinglong walked into the room and closed the door, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of light crossed his eyes, and he shouted: "Shape shifting, mirroring." ”

In the midst of drinking, the green dragon's eyes flashed with essence, and the essence light flashed away, and the body gradually faded with the dissipation of the essence, and finally disappeared.

The essence in the eyes of the middle-aged man was strong, and then it weakened, and fine wrinkles appeared on his face, overlapping with the appearance of the green dragon, but it was no longer as old as before, and the candle was left in the wind.

With the reappearance of the green dragon, the essence in his eyes disappeared, and the green dragon, who looked a little old, sat cross-legged on the futon, a tear came out of his eyes, and said softly to himself: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you." ”

He put down the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, stood up, took off the white robe of the dragon python on his body, wrapped himself, waved the python robe, the sword and the imperial crown disappeared, opened the door and walked out.

Qinglong came to another door and tapped the door, and a voice came from inside the door: "Come in!"

Qinglong opened the door and walked in, bowed to the young man sitting on the futon, the young man nodded and said, "Sit." The voice seemed quite old.

Qinglong sat respectfully beside the young man and said, "Master, according to your instructions, I have made an appointment for a decisive battle in three days, and I believe that he will come at the appointment. ”

The young man raised a pair of starry eyes, glanced at Qinglong and said, "Are you sure?"

Qinglong was stunned for a moment, and replied respectfully: "It is estimated that there may be eighty percent of the disciples." ”

"Eighty percent, I think it's five or five! Ka Ye is also a genius, although he is congenitally deficient, but he focuses on the acquired effort, plus the old devil has taught him, it can be regarded as cultivating a wonder, you are still so hard working compared to him, you still have to work hard!" The young man said slowly.

"Yes, Master, you are right, the apprentice wrote it down," Qinglong replied respectfully.

The young man glanced at Qinglong again, Qinglong's face was as calm as ever, he nodded approvingly, and said: "You have made a lot of progress than before, it seems that suffering a setback can indeed make people progress, Taoguang and obscurity are the essence of our cultivators." ”

"Yes, the apprentice has been taught," Qinglong replied respectfully.

"You asked someone to send that doll!" the young man pointed to Mu Mu, who was lying on the ground.

Qinglong immediately responded: "Yes, Master, I asked someone to send it, and he also has demonic energy on his body, which may help your old man to comprehend the divine skills, Master." ”

The young man smiled and said, "You do have a filial piety, but the demonic energy on this doll is useless to me, but you may be able to use it a little bit, so it is better to be a teacher like this and use this demonic qi to help you go further." ”

Qinglong was overjoyed when he heard this, and said in a loud voice: "Master Xie is complete, I will go all out to seize the world." ”

"It's good that you have this heart, cough, it's just pity this doll, Qijia's muscles and bones, if you wait for a hundred years, you may be able to do something, but now! Qinglong! I still have to keep my heart, and I still have to do less things that hurt the heavens and the peace, by the way, if this child is abolished in the future, you have to protect him" The young man said calmly, his voice was extremely calm.

Qinglong immediately replied, "What Master said is very true, I will definitely do it." ”

"Alright, in that case, let's get started!

The seven-character mantra was drunk, Mu Mu's body trembled madly, twisted wildly, and billowing demonic qi spewed out......