Hearing the coldness in Dao Xuan Zhenren's voice, Qi Hao and the other two young leaders had not yet reacted, and the faces of the other four veins had changed.

A trace of gloom flashed in Tian Buyi's eyes, he coughed, took a deep breath, and said aloud again: "Senior brother, a few of us heard that you have been ill recently, so we came to visit, and asked Senior Brother to let us in to meet you." ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren's voice was silent for a moment, but when it reappeared, it was accompanied by a sneer, and the chill was piercing: "See me? Seeing that I need the first seat of the six veins to come over together, I see that you are seeing Xiao Yicai die, and there is no successor to Tongtian Peak, intending to force the palace and peep into my position as the real person in charge! ”

As soon as these words came out, it was almost like thunder out of thin air, and everyone changed color, even Tian Buyi couldn't help but take a few steps back, stunned and surprised, and turned his head to look, only to see that even Shui Yue and others, who had always been calm and indifferent in the past, had an unbelievable expression on their faces.

Uncle Zeng's eyes were full of worry, he stepped forward and said loudly: "Senior brother in charge, where did you start with this, those of us who are junior brothers and sisters have never had this thought for hundreds of years. Not before, not now, and not in the future. Recently, I waited to come, but I just cared about my brother's body and seemed to be fine, and he had no two hearts, so he must not think wrong. ”

Uncle Zeng's words fell, and the countless dim incense in the ancestral hall of the patriarch suddenly lit up without wind, and it was not clear in the dark, but somehow, it made people feel that in the depths of the darkness, something strange roared.

Dao Xuan Zhenren's voice suddenly rose, and he sneered: "Zeng Shuchang, among the first seat of the six veins, you have always been the most scheming, you have long been aware of the plan of Longshou Peak Cangsong that day, but you have been holding back, don't you think I don't know?" ”

Uncle Zeng often smiled wryly, shook his head and said, "This, where does this start?" ”

Tian Buyi was even more faintly uneasy in his heart, and said: "Senior brother in charge, you fought with the beast demon that day, and your injuries were not light, so let the junior brother help you take a look, don't fall into the root of the disease." ”

Dao Xuan sneered, his voice was weird, faintly a little poignant, mixed with a little hoarseness, "Tian Buyi, I didn't expect that the deepest hidden person in Qingyunmen was you, and your big disciple actually broke through the Shangqing Realm quietly, you must be very proud at this moment, right?" Xiao Yicai is dead, do you think that only your disciple of Qingyunmen is worthy of sitting in the position of the head of the sect? ”

Dao Xuan's words were too harsh, Tian Buyi's face suddenly changed, and he said loudly: "Senior brother in charge, if I am interested in the position of head of the family, I will compete with you back then." Although Tian Buyi is not successful, he can't do the despicable things of the calculating people behind his back! ”

Dao Xuan was not hungry for the words that it was not easy to receive the field, but with bursts of crazy laughter, he counted the heads of each vein one by one.

In the surprised looks of the first seats, the arrogant laughter of Dao Xuan Zhenren became more and more crazy, echoing in the sky above the ancestral hall of the ancestor of Qingyun Mountain, and it did not disperse for a long time.

Listening to Dao Xuan's laughter, Tian Buyi and Uncle Zeng often glanced at each other, but their hearts gradually sank.

The Zhuxian Ancient Sword contains a great aura, this secret is the top secret of Qingyun Sect, and only the master knows about it.

It's just that in the wilderness war that year, Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang and others followed Wan Jian to fight a decisive battle of thousands of miles of yellow sand, and learned this secret by chance.

Dao Xuan and Wan Jianyi's masters, because of their lack of cultivation, used the Immortal Sword in vain, causing the demons to enter the body, and finally died tragically in the back mountain of Qingyun.

Later, in the ancestral hall of the patriarch, Tian Buyi and others made a heavy oath in front of the spiritual position of the ancestors of Qingyunmen in the past dynasties, and they would never reveal this secret for the rest of their lives.

And now, although Dao Xuan Zhenren has cultivated to Tongtian, he was attacked by Cangsong back then, and he used the Zhuxian Sword twice under serious injury, but he was already angry into his body, and he was suppressed by his profound cultivation.

But the beast god's attack on the mountain made Dao Xuan have to use the Zhuxian Sword again, and he used the Zhuxian Sword three times in ten years to be tired, but Dao Xuan still did not resist the anger of the Zhuxian in the end.

At that time, Qingye Zhenren left a handwritten warning tablet, and the ancestors of the past dynasties all warned him three times, and the ancient sword of Zhuxian should not be used lightly.

In the Aoba real commandment tablet, it is even more clear that the sword spirit of the immortal is a supreme fierce spirit, and if the sword holder is not strong and the foundation is not stable, he will fall into the devil's way.

Tian is not easy to see Dao Xuan's current appearance, which is clearly the fulfillment of what the patriarch said, the manifestation of the demons in the heart.

Tian Buyi and Zeng Shuchang glanced at each other, and they clearly saw each other's intentions.

Dao Xuan Zhenren has become what he is today, all for the sake of the common people in the world and Qingyunmen, they don't know it, but since they know the secret, they can't sit idly by, and always have to see if there is still room for salvation.

I only hope that Dao Xuan Dao is profound and can wake up from that anger.

The verdant woods in front of the ancestral hall are still the same as before, dense and vibrant, and a faint morning mist is drifting in the woods, and you can see the leaves and branches everywhere, and the leaves and leaves of the grass and wildflowers are on the petals, and there are crystal dew drops gently trembling in the breeze.

But in this earthly resort, in front of the Taoist fairyland, Tian Buyi and the others were cold.

They couldn't imagine that if Dao Xuan really couldn't resist the anger and fell into the Demon Dao, with his cultivation, who could restrain him on this Tongtian Peak.

Where should Qingyunmen go?

Tian Buyi's face was a little solemn, his eyes looked straight ahead, the empty stone steps were displayed in front of him, the ancestral hall of the patriarch still hadn't changed, but now it seemed to have a sleeping giant beast inside.

The door of the ancestral hall was still open, and it was still dim, and even the incense and candles in the depths of the darkness seemed to be sleeping.

Tian Buyi took a deep breath, slowly walked up the steps, stepped into the high threshold, and a faint sandalwood fragrance suddenly greeted him, and a huge shadow gently poured out from the depths of the hall, gently blocking the light that still existed just now outside the ancestral hall.

Tian Buyi stood in place for a moment, and then slowly walked into the depths.

Huge pillars painted with red lacquer stand in a staggered manner in the main hall, supporting the majestic hall.

The yellow curtains hanging from the ceiling dome hung quietly beside the columns, many of which looked a little worn, as if they were a vicissitudes of life, revealed in the aging yellow.

Behind the huge offering table in the distance, countless incense burns brightly and quietly, just like mysterious and strange eyes, watching the figure shuttling through the shadows of the temple.

Through the smoke-filled offering table, in the deep darkness behind the table, a myriad of tablets could be faintly seen, each of which seemed to have handwriting on it, placed squarely on the spiritual seat in the shadows.

On the futon in front of the offering table, Dao Xuan's figure was sitting upright in the open space.

In the depths of darkness, a cloud of light lit up, like a ghost fire in the depths of the netherworld, and then a soft whistle, like an invisible ghost howling sound wave swept through the main hall.

The ancestral hall of the ancestor who was sleeping quietly and deeply, but like a monster that woke up, opened his eyes coldly.

When Tian Buyi saw Dao Xuan's face clearly, his mood also sank into the endless abyss.

At the same time, his eyes are getting brighter and brighter, as if they can illuminate all the darkness of the ancestral hall!

(End of chapter)