After walking out of Broken Blade Mountain, the old man with the pseudonym Fisherman, but his real name is Yu Youdao, is still like a cloud, completely confused.

The young ingots suddenly became nervous at this moment, and asked cautiously: "Master, is our Xuantian Sect a hidden super sect in Middle-earth, you are a messenger on the surface, but in fact you are an indescribable Taoist master of the Linghuang, just because you are afraid that I will be proud, so you won't tell me now?"

Yu Youdao glanced at this disciple with a complicated expression.

This kid.... It is estimated that a lifetime is an errand life.

As the saying goes, what kind of rotten egg is Xuantian Sect, isn't it clear to your family?

His own sect master has practiced for nearly a hundred years, and he is still beating the wall in the third realm of the golden pill realm, and it is estimated that he will stop here in this life, if he hadn't relied on some messy elixir to hang his life on weekdays, he would have stepped into the coffin with two feet.

As for making the female sword immortal bend over, or even bow down for a long time, not to mention their sect master, it is estimated that the entire Dongzu Prefecture will not be able to find a few.

"It's a long life." The old man sighed lightly, and then looked at the figure of the senior in front of him with some inexplicable eyes, only to feel more and more weird.

The middle-aged Daoist looked up at the sky, looked at it for a long time before retracting his gaze and asked, "Are you returning to Xuantian Sect the same way?"

Yu Youdao's expression became more and more respectful, as if he understood something, and he was serious: "There are still a few letters to be sent to all parts of this continent."

The man smiled and nodded, "Then together."

The next few days may be the most carefree delivery of the old man's life.

There was no one in the circle of a hundred miles above the sea of clouds, and all the famous sects that they had arrived had not even landed, and the elders and sect masters of the various sects had already waited there quietly.

In this strange and comical situation, the letter that Xuantian Sect was about to send was completed in an extremely fast and instantaneous manner.

It was another lift-off, it was early in the morning, the sun was rising, the sun was shining behind the Taoist, and the sun was shining, fluttering like an immortal.

"Senior, the letter has been delivered, and we are going back to Xuantian Sect to resume our lives."

Yu Youdao bent down and bowed for a long time, "Thank you seniors for being willing to walk with me for a while, and the kindness cannot be repaid."

Teenagers learn from each other.

If it was said that the previous woman's sword immortal behavior shocked him and didn't dare to think about it, but in the next few days of contact, the two of them were not fools, and they could see the admiration and fear in the eyes of those sect elders clearly.

I just don't know which of the four halls of the Dao Sect is the elder of this senior in front of me.

Of course, they didn't dare to ask more.

The Taoist looked at the old man and suddenly smiled, "I'm so old, why don't you go home to recuperate, or find an elixir to try to break through the realm, and the longer you live, the more you can see."

Yu Youdao shook his head and said, "Knowing that his cultivation qualifications are dull and there is no hope of breaking through the realm, he will no longer waste a good elixir, and it is also excellent to leave it to his disciples, and he has been used to delivering letters all his life, and he has seen too much along the way, so it is naturally a little lighter."

Speaking of this, the old man seemed to be afraid that his predecessors would take Xuantian Sect too lightly, so he hurriedly said, "But seniors, don't underestimate Xuantian Sect, there are also many young people in the sect who are dedicated to the Dao and have outstanding talents, not to mention back then, in fact, for the sake of Zhongzhou, my master used to make a great effort!" Even at the cost of his own life."

This incident actually involved a demon rebellion in Middle-earth that year, so much so that it almost caused a catastrophe.

There was a peak demon of the Southern Barbarian Demon Domain who took advantage of the closure of the Dao Sect's Mountain Guarding Array, and quietly escaped from the Dao Sect's dungeon, and even got an important secret about the Mountain Guarding Array, just when he desperately fled to the Southern Barbarian Demon Domain to pass on this news, he was discovered by two messengers of Xuantian Sect at that time.

The same is an old and a young.

In the end, the old man protected the young man to the death, and ran to the Dao Sect with the body that had already been pierced by the Linghai in his abdomen.

Even though the Taoist Sect later used a panacea to suppress the injury, the old man died of serious injuries soon after.

The young man of the year was Yu Youdao

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That old man was his master, the only younger brother of the sect master of the Xuantian Sect, and the person with the highest cultivation level in the Xuantian Sect.

Since then, the sect master of the Xuantian Sect, who had lost his brother, did not focus on cultivation, and the power of the sect became weaker and weaker, and over time, the direction of sect building gradually shifted to the affairs of sending letters to various states.

Yu Youdao remembered the past, so he couldn't help but sigh, and saluted again: "Senior, talking about these old things makes you laugh."

The Taoist smiled and shook his head, and said something that made Yu Youdao stone shocked, "Not only is it ridiculous, but it is extremely respectable, if it weren't for your master, the border of this continent would be turbulent for a hundred years, it's a shame to say, my Dao Sect has been sitting in the southwest for thousands of years, but he is only good at fighting and fighting, but he is not good at saving people, when the time is urgent, when I go to the border and come back, your master has already run out of oil, and there is no way to return to the sky, Rao is I personally shot and there is no way."

Yu Youdao was dumbfounded and asked, "You..... Who are you?"

The Taoist turned his head to look at him, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, and said calmly: "Your master's name is Xingyunzi, and his talent and heart are all good, as for you, I was a little unable to see clearly when I was far away from me, but I still remember you, after all, your master specially mentioned it to me before he died, and the name Youdao means very festive, if it weren't for you, my Dao Sect would have become a sinner through the ages."

The old man's eyes turned red at this moment, and his body and voice trembled, "You..... Is it really you?"

The Taoist raised his head and muttered: "I know that you have a lot of resentment in your heart, and I was indeed ashamed of my Dao Sect back then, but the Dao Sect has not forgotten the kindness of your master in exchange for his life over the years, today I travel with you to the two continents, from now on, there should be no one in the land of these two continents who deliberately embarrass Xuantian Sect, and Xuantian Sect can select ten people to enter the Taoist Sect every five years to practice, and they can go down the mountain after completing their studies, and there is no need to refuse in a hurry, these are not making up for it and giving alms, but what you deserve, I did it too late."

The old man knelt down on the spot, almost falling from the back of the spirit eagle, but he didn't care, just suppressed his voice, and said with tears streaming down his face: "The younger generation doesn't dare to have the slightest resentment, not before, and even less in the future, but before the master died, he kept telling me that he was fortunate to have seen a real person, and he felt that he was looking up to the mountains and had a superb demeanor, and suddenly he had an unspeakable yearning for the cultivation of the Tao, and threatened to become a fairy like a real person in his next life. Even if you climb, you have to climb to the master's side, but today I was fortunate enough to see it, and I got my wish, and I only felt that it was so."

The young ingot's face was full of panic and stunned.

There were many reasons why he was stunned.

For example, I have never seen the master show such emotions, and he has never knelt down to anyone except the sect master.

Another example is that there are many real people in Taoism.

But why did the master have so much respect for this real person?

The Taoist who couldn't tell his age asked, "Isn't the Dao Sect like it was back then, and you want to practice in the Dao Sect?" It's not hard to break through the two realms in 10 years."

The old man shook his head, just stood up and smiled satisfactorily: "It's enough, if the master knows about today's events, he will naturally smile Jiuquan, since we have been talking about real people for a long time, then we should go back to recover our lives as soon as possible."

After saying that, for the first time, without waiting for the Taoist to speak, he left here with the completely stunned young ingot, decisive and decisive.

The head of the Dao Sect, or Dao Yan Zhenren, looked at the back of the old man in front of him, as if he saw the young man who was tired lying in front of the Dao Sect Mountain Gate and kept licking the stream with his tongue.

When I came, I was very fast, and when I left, I was so free.

Time is like an arrow, the white horse passes through the gap, things are people, and it is a hundred years in the blink of an eye.

In fact, for him, it was only a blink of an eye.

"I won't be in retreat anymore."

The Taoist didn't know who he whispered softly, and then made a Dao finger with his right hand, and with an understatement, he cut a spatial crack in the air.

He stepped in, and when the stars shifted, a small mountain village that was covered by a majestic qi machine appeared in front of him unabashedly.

In front of an abandoned table at the entrance of the village, a man with his legs crossed

On the table, a middle-aged lazy man leaning back held the wine jar in one hand, and said drunkly: "Yo, old cow nose, long time no see."