Although this Wang Xuan also thought about concealing his identity, it was impossible for Wudao. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the same time, Wudao also knew that this Wang Xuan was still one of the more outstanding disciples of the Sword Dust Sect in this generation, as soon as he heard the news, Wu Dao shook his head, just such a person, he was actually more outstanding, and it seemed that the Sword Dust Sect had also fallen.

So in the following days, he arranged for people to teach this Wang Xuan more, and at the same time used some small spells to help him enhance his physique, although these things are nothing to Wudao, but for Wang Xu, this is a great creation, in the view of Wudao, it should be able to raise the strength of this Wang Xuan to a higher level again.

But six months later, when this world was about to reset, Wudao sent it out of this world and erased part of its amnestics, after all, he still wanted to stay here quietly, and it would not be good if Wang Xu still remembered everything here.

So Wudao falsified his memories and made him think that he had got a chance.

In this way, Wang Xuan left here, but for Wudao, he just did a very trivial thing.

Time continued to move on, and Wudao continued to move forward in this repetitive world, until one day, he felt a familiar breath.

This aura was so familiar, but he knew that it was not the person in this fragment of time, but the real Extreme Heavenly Son.

But he didn't say anything, because he knew that since the Son of Heaven had discovered this place, he must have something to do.

So he waited quietly in the sect.

It didn't take long for him to see the Son of Heaven walk in, but it was not the appearance of the Son of Heaven, but the appearance of the Heavenless, he knew that this was the replacement method used by the Son of Heaven, he did not break it, and walked to the high platform, looked at the Son of Heaven who had just entered the door and said with a smile: "Everyone, this is my junior brother Wutian, there may be many people who have not seen him, because he has been in retreat and cultivation for many years, but he didn't expect to be out of the customs today, which really makes Brother Wei happy." ”

"Senior brother is polite, I estimate that it will be my brother's 3,000th birthday soon, so naturally I want to go out to celebrate my senior brother. The Son of Heaven also responded.

The people below looked at this scene, and they were indeed a little curious, because many people had never seen Wutian, and they didn't even know that Wudao had such a junior brother.

After all, in this world, Wudao is the master, and in order to cover up something, he erased most people's memories of Wutian, making Wutian look like an ordinary deputy sect master of the Sword Dust Sect.

The smile on Wudao's face became even more prosperous at this time, and he pulled Ji Tianzi and said to the people below: "Since my junior brother is out of the customs today, then today's sermon will end here, everyone will go back and rest first, and I will talk to my junior brother for a while." ”

The people below could naturally see that Jian Wudao's mood was very happy, and of course they would not choose to bother, and they all said goodbye.

"Senior brother, you still like to explain swordsmanship to others so much. ”

"Of course, although these people are all from other sects, but now that the ten sects of my righteous path are in the same spirit, it is also appropriate to help each other, and it is with their help that my Sword Dust Sect will become more and more powerful, and it can also keep this mortal person from the invasion of the demonic path. It makes no sense to say that this is the way he has thought for so many years to make this world a better place.

The Son of Heaven was noncommittal.

"By the way, junior brother, how long will you stay out of the customs this time?" Jian Wudao remembered something and asked.

"I think I'll stay for a while, and then I'll have to attend Senior Brother's birthday, and then I'll continue to practice in retreat. ”

"Hey. Jian Wudao sighed and said: "Originally, I wanted to say that this time junior brother, you are out of the customs, and I will pass on the name of the sect master of the Sword Dust Sect to you, and I can also take a good rest, but I didn't expect you to retreat and cultivate, it seems that my idea of going around to play has been shattered again." ”

As he spoke, Wudao shook his head pretending to be uncomfortable.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ji Tianzi's mouth: "This is absolutely impossible, for so many years, the senior brother has managed the Sword Dust Sect in an orderly manner, if the junior brother comes, I am afraid that in a few days, this Sword Dust Sect will be in a miasma, so this drudgery still has to be tired of the senior brother." ”

Wudao could only give up, and said helplessly: "Forget it, since the junior brother refuses to manage this Sword Dust Sect, as a senior brother, he can't be reluctant, let's go, you and I will go have a drink." ”

The Son of Heaven followed Jian Wudao to the top floor of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and Wudao carefully took out a small jade gourd from a locked box on the top floor of the Hidden Sword Pavilion and said, "Senior brother, you are blessed now." ”

Wudao took out two jade cups, carefully opened the seal of the jade gourd, and said while pouring wine: "This is the potpourri sent to me by Yixian Gu last time to celebrate my 2,000th birthday, and I have been reluctant to drink it. ”

This small jade gourd can only hold two glasses of wine, Wudao put the two glasses of wine on the table, picked up one of them and said, "Taste the taste of this wine." ”

Ji Tianzi looked at the hundred flower dew in this jade cup, and suddenly took a deep breath and said, "Senior brother, I have something I want to ask you today. ”

At this time, Wudao was picking up a glass of wine, putting it under his nose and smelling the smell, hearing this, he put the jade cup on the table a little strangely and said, "What's the matter?"

"Senior brother, where is he Shizun, why haven't I seen him since I left the customs. Ji Tianzi asked in a deep voice.

When Wudao heard this, the expression on his face was a little heavy, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Wutian, Master Venerable He has been feathered." ”

"Master, he has been feathered?"

"Yes, after all, he has lived for so long, and he is old, so he wants to fight again in the last days of his life, and not long ago, he chose to survive the catastrophe of the heavens, and finally feathered. Jian Wudao's voice became more and more painful.

The Son of Heaven was silent, the word feather symbolizes two meanings, one is the catastrophe of feathering to cross the heavens, if it is successful, from now on my fate is not up to me, if it fails, it will disappear from the world forever, but at the same time, feathering also has another meaning, that is, death, and according to the current situation, it is the latter meaning.

"It seems that the number of masters is like this, and no one is to blame. The Son of Heaven sighed.

"That's right, even if I am a Venerable in this world, I can't reverse life and death, after all, I haven't entered the realm of heaven, and I can't have the secret of the cycle of life and death. ”

"By the way, Senior Brother, now that you don't really want to manage the Sword Dust Sect, why don't you accept a disciple, cultivate him well, and let him inherit your mantle?"