Speaking of this, the head took a sip of tea and sighed: "You are right, if you want to be the next head of the house, it is better to be a gentleman and a gentleman, our Yuequan Sect has not been an evil sect for thousands of years, not whoever kills more people will be in power, too much blood debt is difficult to convince the public, and it will hinder the management in the future." ”

"Hmm. Song Yi nodded, he also had this idea, and ......

"And didn't you propose to leave the Moon Spring Sect out of the same consideration?"

The head of the house changed his words and took Song Yi's army.

Song Yi was stunned and nodded calmly, he was really a shrewd old fox, and he couldn't hide it.

Since he decided to take over the Zhaoyue Immortal Sword and start killing as a villain, he is also mentally prepared that he can no longer be accommodated in the Yuequan Sect, even if he returns with a great victory, Song Yi, who has killed a lot of evil, will become the object of deep jealousy in everyone's hearts, and it will be embarrassing to stay, and it will be difficult to deal with himself. It's better to fly far away, go to the wider world, travel the mountains and seas with your heart, and be at ease.

Subjectively, Song Yi himself wanted to leave the Yuequan Sect and travel to the outside world; objectively, being this wicked person doing dirty work meant that he had to leave the front desk and temporarily hide after the matter was over. The addition of subjectivity and objectivity together contributed to the result that Song Yi wanted, which was not a bad thing for him.

"However, what you mentioned is just a little selfishness based on the trade-off of sect interests, I can ignore it at all, and the more important reason is elsewhere. ”

The head opened his mouth again, this time his tone was completely different, cautious and deep, Song Yi couldn't help but put away his relaxed mind and quietly waited for the rest of the text.

"You should have noticed that I have a relationship with your master Du Yilou. ”

Song Yi's heart jumped, really has something to do with the master?

"Yes, you seem to be ...... I especially trust Master, I feel that you and Master are not only the relationship between the head of the sect and the guest secretary, but even the master's coming to the Moon Spring Sect to be the guest secretary is a premeditated thing?"

"Your feeling is right, your master is ...... is my benefactor. ”

The head said this sentence in a deep voice, and Song Yi was surprised, this is ...... He remembered that when he talked to the head of the house for the first time, he did hear him mention the word "benefactor", but he didn't expect that the benefactor he was talking about turned out to be the master?

However, how can Master be the benefactor of the master? Unreasonable......

Song Yi thought quickly in his mind, he couldn't figure it out, and suddenly saw the head gently open his coat, and then untie his middle coat, revealing a piece of texture on his chest, only to see that there was a delicate spirit talisman attached to his heart!

Song Yi was taken aback, looked carefully, and said that "paste" is not suitable, this spirit rune is more like inlaid under the skin and flesh, through the most superficial skin, you can see the overturned lines in the spirit rune, and the faint brilliance is circulating in it.

"You're ......"

"This thing is called 'life sustaining needle', and its function is to prolong people's lifespan. The head lowered his head, looked at the spirit rune on his heart, and said in a low voice: "The more profound the cultivation, the longer the lifespan, but as long as it is a mortal, no matter how powerful it is, there is a boundary that he cannot cross, that is life and death." ”

Song Yi stared at the fluorescent dim life-raising needle for a moment, then looked at the master, and saw a kind of nostalgia and melancholy on his face.

"With my cultivation, five hundred years of life is almost the same, but five hundred years is not enough to fulfill my duties, so I have to use it to assist me. ”

Song Yi was stunned, what does the head of the family mean that he has lived for more than five hundred years?!

But when he looked at the portraits of the heads of the past dynasties, he had heard him introduce the lives of the heads of the sects, and there had never been anyone who had been in charge of the Yuequan Sect for more than three hundred years!

What's going on?

Knowing that he was full of questions, the head pulled up his clothes, poured tea for the two of them, and took a piece of snacks over, saying, "Let's start from the beginning." ”

Then, the head of the family told the story, linking many intermittent plots together, leading to the cause and effect that spanned hundreds of years.

......

Now, in the spring of the 625th year of the Yuesheng Dynasty, the four seas are peaceful and prosperous, and almost no one realizes that a new round of demonic breath chaos is coming.

Before the Yuesheng Dynasty, it was the Riheng Dynasty that ruled Shenzhou and ruled over all the people, which was inherited for thousands of years, and was more rich and powerful than the current Yuesheng Dynasty at its peak.

More than 600 years ago, the last round of demonic chaos broke out, completely destroyed the precarious Riheng Dynasty, the smoke was everywhere, wars were frequent, and all the people in the world were like grass, and they were slaughtered and burned again and again in the war.

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.

"I was born in the year when the Yuesheng Dynasty was founded, in a small village on the northern border of Shenzhou, and beyond that there was a deserted snowy wasteland. Nowadays, you can't find this village on the map, because it has long since been destroyed, and its name is not recorded in the history books, because it is so far away and too small. ”

Although the new dynasty was established, it could not immediately pacify and control the whole territory, and many remote places still went their own way, the laws collapsed, the morals were weakened, and the outlaws were rampant, burning and looting, and they were reduced to de facto wilderness, such as the distant northland border.

"In the sixth year of the Yuesheng Dynasty, a gang of bandits attacked the village where I was born, and all my family and friends died. The bandits had already killed the red eyes, and seeing that some people were surviving, and they were approaching step by step, I was so frightened that I couldn't speak, thinking that I was going to die. Just at this moment of survival, a red light suddenly flashed in the sky, and it fell on the people, and in less than a blink of an eye, those bandits had been burned to charcoal, and they lost their lives in an instant. ”

This is...... Master's Fury Flame Sutra!

Hearing this, Song Yi had an answer in his heart.

"I was already young, and I was wounded, lying in the pile of corpses and unable to move, and when I saw the fire in the sky and the sunset on the horizon, not only the bandits threw themselves into the flames, but also the relatives and friends who passed away, as well as the surrounding houses, were also devoured by the red lotus. I think I'm going to die here, and I'm happy to be burned clean. At this time, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the tongue of fire having licked my body, but strangely I did not feel pain, but a feeling of paralysis, and I fainted as soon as I tilted my head. ”

When he awoke, it was already dark, and the young orphan found himself lying by the fire, covered with a blanket, and a tall man sitting next to him.

This is the scene when the current head of the Yuequan Sect met Du Yilou for the first time.

You're awake. Du Yilou didn't look back, as if he had eyes behind him.

You...... He wanted to greet his benefactor, but his voice was hoarse, so Du Yilou came over, fed him some water, and asked him what he planned to do.

"I didn't have any plans at that time, how old was the baby, the family was dead, what could I do? So I looked at him and shook my head blankly. He pinched my shoulder, looked at me carefully for a moment, and said that you are quite talented, and you should go to practice. I've heard my family talk about cultivation before, but there are no schools of practice on the deserted northern border. He saved my life and said that I should go to practice, and I felt that I could practice, but there was nowhere to go, so I looked at him blankly again. ”

Finding that the lonely young child didn't understand anything, Du Yilou sighed, and said that since I saved you in one more move today, I might as well do a good thing to the end, and when it is dawn, I will take you to the south for a while, and when the situation is stable, you can take a ride south by yourself, find a sect to live and practice, and grow up. As far as I know, there are several sects that are more suitable for you, such as Yunhua Villa, Zhongxiang Pavilion, Jade Tiger Tower, Qingru Xiaoxie, and ...... The Moon Spring Sect should be able to do the same.

I had never heard of any of these things he said at the time, but I felt that there was hope for the future, and the fear of escaping death was thrown away, and I nodded again and again. He put his hand on top of my head, and I didn't see any movement, but I felt a heat piercing through the Baihui acupoint, like a fire dragon flying down for nine days, warming up from head to toe. It was snowing all around, but I didn't feel cold, my injuries didn't hurt anymore, and my sick and weak body gave birth to some strength. ”

What did Master do? Song Yi couldn't help but ask.

I asked him the same thing, and he said to help me open up my bones and bring out some of the potential in my body. These potentials are sleeping in my body, and it will take years of cultivation and tempering to slowly revive, but I am young and frail, and I am about to embark on a long journey, and if I don't stimulate my potential in advance, I am afraid that I will die if I can't reach the gate of other people's mountains. ”

I see, Master has thought it through.

After all this, in the dark night, the orphan looked at the savior, full of doubts, and asked him: Who are you?

Du Yilou seemed a little surprised, and asked rhetorically: You don't know me?

I don't know.

Hearing this answer, Du Yilou smiled and said that it was best not to know. He smiled, and the whole person relaxed, opened the cloak, hugged the orphan, and separated the two from the increasingly violent wind and snow.

Although the wind and snow were fierce, they could not shake the bonfire in front of them, and even the jumping flames did not skew with the wind, and the warmth was diffused, as if it was not the bitter cold border of the north, but the city of the south with spring all year round.

After a moment of silence, the orphan couldn't help but ask: You don't look like a local, how did you come to such a remote place?

He stared at the bonfire that seemed to never be extinguished, and said that I came here to start a fire in the icy wasteland, but I didn't expect that there would be a small village in such a remote place.

The orphan asked, "What's that?"

"You should have heard Qing Ning mention that your master Du Yilou is not an ordinary person, but a descendant of the combination of the fire spirit and mortals, one of the four true spirits of the ancients. ”

The head looked at Song Yi and said slowly: "The descendants of the fire spirit have a talent for rebirth from the fire, and they can live one more time than ordinary people. They can choose the right time and place to start their own fire, burn their bodies to the ground, and then reincarnate as human beings at the next appropriate time and place. ”

This...... Isn't this the Phoenix Nirvana?! Song Yi was secretly surprised in his heart.

However, at that time, I did not understand any of this, and I did not dare to ask more, for fear of annoying him. So I didn't dwell on the Tinder, and asked him why he did it, and he said that he didn't know that he had such skills, but that an immortal had inspired him and led him here. ”