Wenchang Xingjun watched Zhang Qinghe silently put Li Shaobai into the bronze, and the clumsy coffin lid slowly closed slowly, making a heavy hum.

It's really strange, it is clear that in the cracks outside the sky, this coffin still retains the original characteristics of the material, and has not been consumed in the slightest, which can't help but make people wonder about its origin.

He was dressed in white, thinking not of these, but of that rainy night many years ago, and of the secrets that had long been buried in the dust of time.

For example, the short saint in the brocade robe, and the tall old man who lights up the lamp at night and reads at night. They will all be buried by this mountain after all, and they will eventually move this mountain flat.

"The rain will finally stop, two. ”

Wenchang Xingjun said lightly, as if he was remembering something, but this emotion only showed a little - the emotions of chess players have never been focused, except for the king general, even if it can be a big enough "rook", when it is beneficial, he can try to change it with others.

"I guess that the movement just now should make a pot of porridge outside the anchor point. ”

Zhang Qinghe wrapped the cold iron chains layer by layer on the copper coffin, the cold iron chains seemed to come to life, and the imprinted sermons suddenly intertwined and extinguished, wrapping the coffin tightly.

He has an extra sword in his hand, which is the three-foot green lotus that has accompanied Li Shaobai for three hundred years-

Of course, this is a half-saint weapon with a strange material, but it can't carry such an amazing and brilliant sword as the sky is empty.

At present, the lotus-like sword grid has been shattered to the point that it is unrecognizable, and the original jade-like sword body is full of pits, and there are many gaps, and the original spirituality has disappeared.

But under the remnants of Li Shaobai's terrifying sword intent, it seemed that something else was about to slowly grow out, bursting out with a frightening Dao rhyme.

Although he had never seen this sword a few times, he had been friends for a long time - the sword that Lantian saved his life was cut from this sword.

Li Shaobai left the sword to him before leaving.

"Let me guess, the soul of the gentleman is already a candle in the wind, but this bronze coffin can not only suppress the alienation of the body, but also nourish the soul, waiting for him to return from the years. ”

Zhang Qinghe said his inner speculation, and this was naturally said to Wenchang-

Guo Sicheng was a complete spectator from beginning to end, and Taiyin was too exhausted, and flew into his sac to recuperate.

"What are you going to so much trouble for?"

"For a road. ”

"Road?"

"A right path. ”

Wenchang Xingjun stepped into the void and stopped Zhang Qinghe behind him, obviously, everyone present now did not think that the old sage who stayed in the field was a problem.

The reason why Zhao Shuren did this was just to want to communicate with this old man.

His thoughts gradually recursion to not long ago......

"Lao Xu, in fact, you have also thought about it, even if you let Shou Yongzi come out, just break away from his body and find someone to take away, with his clay sculpture-like temperament in the temple, the common people will not necessarily suffer. ”

"This is also your handwriting......" Xu Huaijin carefully read his obituary, and couldn't see any expression.

"How do you know?"

"I've been with you for more than ten years, but I've also figured out the slightest trace of your characteristics, and when Nantian came to me, I knew that they had already been in contact with Shouyongzi. ”

"It is worthy of the five generations of Chang'an Juku, the wise man of the world. ”

Xu Huaijin didn't pay attention to Wenchang Xingjun's compliments, in his opinion, no matter how thoughtful he was, he couldn't see it thoroughly with the person in front of him.

"It's been three thousand years, and no one knows about it except me, and even if Zipingzi's immortal ban doesn't have Nantian, it will be difficult to sustain itself for thousands of years.

Even if these preacher masters can seal the heart lake, they also provide a weak anchor point for the one in the mountain, and one day, it will come out.

Contradictions are irreconcilable, which is why generations of Holy Masters insist on going to the mountain......

If the patriarch can't see hope and insists on breaking the seal with the body of the Dao Fruit Immortal Monarch, even if it is only for a moment, he will be led away by the Wenchang Xingjun, and it will be an immeasurable catastrophe for the entire Zhongtian at that time......"

Xu Huaijin thought for a moment and continued.

"You once said that hundreds of years ago, when Shaobai's father went up the mountain, a member of the Nantian family followed him up the mountain. ”

"Yes. ”

"That's what you're arranging, and you're giving them a new idea. ”

Xu Huaijin narrowed his eyes.

"With your own bloodline as the anchor point and the Heavenly Palace Law as the cornerstone, you will get rid of the dirt of the Great Dao, create an innocent human soul, and return to the world after taking away. ”

"This can save a lot of people. ”

"Yes, when he comes back, he is just a "person", bound by fame and fortune, and it will not cause much disaster, which can be regarded as a stop loss. ”

Wenchang Xingjun poured the jade cup, but found that there was not a single bit of wine left.

"So, Lao Xu, you don't have to wade into this troubled water, according to the calculation of this first step, the crisis of Chang'an School has been solved, so why be willing to accept my calculations. ”

"Wenchang, they all say that you can learn well, and the old man will also give you a sentence.

In my life, I have rarely said any big truths, but I can still tell you the small truths of self-realization. ”

Xu Huaijin didn't drink alcohol, but when he saw that his original body on the peak had already been burned, he was in high esteem and shook his head quite solemnly-

"Xu Zi said: The revenge of the tenth world can still be avenged, let alone a hundred generations, the minister does not please the thief and the minister, and the son does not take revenge!"

......

"The revenge of the tenth generation can still be avenged...... Lao Xu, are you satisfied?" Wen Chang Xingjun looked at the old man who was still shrinking, and the sadness under his eyes did not disappear, but it was followed by an inexplicable coldness.

The old man looked up tremblingly, revealing a pale face, his eyes glazed over, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, and obscure words that were difficult to understand, and the mere sound of a single word was enough to make the mortal man fall into fear and make his heart furious.

It seems that even if Shouyongzi supports him in front of him and curbs his alienation, he will not be able to pull him back from the state of madness.

"Well, forget you don't understand anymore. ”

Wen Chang sighed softly-

"Right...... Lord Sage Shouyongzi?"

Xu Huaijin was still in that sluggish appearance, trembling and shrinking, as if he couldn't understand Wenchang's words, but Zhang Qinghe's eyes lit up......

He had been surprised that Shou Yongzi still had the spare strength to protect Xu Huaijin under the strange and undisturbed situation in the hands of Wenchang Xingjun.

If you think about it carefully, if Shouyongzi is really high-spirited, how can he make a matter of giving up the heir's bloodline to his own thing?

"It turned out to be this calculation...... Or, from the very beginning, Xu Huaijin came up to the mountain, and for Shou Yongzi, it was not as simple as bringing Li Shaobai......"

Zhang Qinghe looked at the crazy old man in the emptiness.

"Xu Huaijin is Shouyongzi's second-hand preparation......"