The courtyard was covered with rubble and tiles, licked by tongues of fire, full of black burn marks, and emerald grass came out of the cracks in the rubble, and after many years of wind and rain, it grew into a lush appearance.

In the cool evening breeze, the cobwebs covered with thick dust shook overwhelmingly, as if they were about to fall in an instant.

The long-haired old man walked briskly and silently, not seeing half of his old age at all, tearing off a piece of spider silk as he walked, letting it drift away in the wind, and then wiped the table case with a thick layer of ash, slowly running over his fingertips, and nodded calmly: "It's right here." ”

Everyone got up to do their jobs, tidy up the house, collect firewood for cooking, and were very busy.

The disciple first cleaned up a clean chair in the room and invited the long-haired old man to sit down before turning around and going out to boil water and make tea.

The long-haired old man suddenly stopped the man and said calmly, "Go and call your third senior brother over." ”

The disciple lightly claimed yes and hurriedly retreated.

After a while, a mediocre-looking man walked in, dressed like the other disciples, except that the light gray cloth hat was a little large, covering the top of the eyes, covering his eyebrows tightly.

The long-haired old man glanced deeply at the man and whispered thoughtfully: "Spirit Bone, you have been here for ten years." ”

This unattractive man is the old five spirit bones of Tongling Valley, he nodded calmly, and said: "Yes, thanks to the head of the sect back then, the disciple can leave a cheap life, great kindness, and the disciple is unforgettable." ”

This long-haired old man is the head of Wanqing Sect, Wanqing Sect is a meditation, has always advocated not asking about the world, ruling by doing nothing, is a rare neutral sect in the rivers and lakes, neither allied with Zhengyang Dao, nor enmity with Bloodthirsty Dao, but did not want to take in the remnants of Tongling Valley.

The head of Bu Jie smiled faintly: "The old man and your father have always had old friends, the bloody case of Tongling Valley back then, the old man knew that you were wronged, but the meditation strength was weak, Wan Qingzong could only protect himself, unable to avenge you, he could only save your life, in order to come to life, fortunately, you can endure it, so that you can live to this day." ”

Linggu was moved, and said humbly: "The head of the mustard family dares to risk the disapproval of the world and take in the disciples, and the disciples are grateful." ”

The head of Bu Mustard waved his hand disappreciatively: "Don't mention the old things, this time when you enter the treasure land, Tianyi Sect must have plans to lure you to appear, the old man wants to ask you if you have any plans." ”

The spirit bones had already planned for a long time, and they were all arranged, so he nodded hurriedly and said: "The disciple plans to uncover this old matter on the day he leaves the treasure place, wash away the grievances of the Tongling Valley, and ask for a blood debt to be repaid by the sky." ”

The head of the mustard shook his head quite disagreeably: "The grievances are naturally to be washed away, but it is difficult to repay the blood debt, the Tianyi Sect is now the dominant family, only the bloodthirsty Dao Bloodthirsty Sect can contain one or two, in this treasure land, the Tianyi Sect occupies the right time and place, even if you have someone and the odds, the odds are not big." ”

Linggu hesitated for a while, he naturally knew this, but he missed this opportunity, and then wanted to wait for an opportunity for the various sects in the rivers and lakes to gather, I don't know what year and month it would take, he bowed down and said: "The disciple understands what the head said, but the opportunity is rare, disciple, disciple." ”

Without waiting for the spirit bone to finish speaking, the head of the mustard held his hand, and said with a solemn expression: "You don't have to worry, if there are really branches on that day, your life, the old man will naturally have to be saved, the spirit bone, you have to remember, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, as long as you are alive, the grievance, the blood debt, will naturally be able to be recovered." ”

The spirit bones became more and more moved, almost crying, choked and unable to speak, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

The head of Bujiao patted the back of Linggu's hand, and said with a slow smile: "Okay, these are all afterwords, you go down and rest, if there is anything, the old man will call you again." ”

Linggu gave a deep salute, retreated and left the place, just turned around, the face full of emotion dissipated in an instant without a trace, as if it had never appeared, that ordinary face, indifferent and calm.

A chilly evening breeze swept through the hall and swirled into the house, and the half-man-high wild grass in front of the door swayed in the wind.

I don't know when, there was a vague figure beside the head of Bujiao, and he said in a dark voice: "Senior brother really plans to help the remnants of this Psychic Valley." ”

The head of Bu Mustard smiled faintly: "Is Tongling Valley wronged or really guilty, what does it have to do with me, why do I have to wade into this troubled water, it's just talking." ”

The figure smiled: "I think so, for the sake of such a junior in the rivers and lakes, it is really not cost-effective to offend the Tianyi Sect." ”

The head of Bu Jiao smiled contemplatively: "Yes, the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, not to mention the behemoth of Tianyi Sect, it must be gnawed little by little, bitten little by little, in order to eat cleanly, if anyone wants to swallow him in one bite, he will inevitably be counterattacked." ”

The man nodded again and again: "Senior brother is a person who understands and sees clearly, senior brother, I sigh to myself." ”

The head of Bujiao continued to chuckle: "Senior brother is laughing at junior brother, if he is willing to hand over the Demon Transformation Bone Sword happily, I will help him, it's not a big deal." ”

The man sighed: "It's been ten years, and his tone is so rigorous, can't you find the slightest clue?" ”

The face of the head of Bu Mustard was gloomy, and he shook his head: "Every time he asked, he said that he had never seen this treasure, and it was conclusive that this treasure was not taken for Tongling Valley at the beginning." ”

The man frowned tightly: "It's conclusive, if this person doesn't suspect you, then it means that Tongling Gu really doesn't know the whereabouts of the Demon Transformation Bone Sword." ”

The head of Bu Zhuo condensed and said: "Doubt me, that's not it, I think, he is probably unaware, after all, ten years ago, he was not outstanding in the Psychic Valley, and he was not reused, it seems that this matter has to fall on his sixth brother, the genius of the heavens, the old six Lingyu of the Psychic Valley." ”

The man pondered for a moment: "But the sixth Lingyu has long been missing, and you can find out the whereabouts of Lingyu from him." ”

The head of Bu Shao lightly slapped the table: "It's angry, no matter how I ask, he is sure that Ling Yu died in Tongling Valley at the beginning, and he is long gone." ”

The man chuckled: "In this way, he still doesn't believe in you wholeheartedly, junior brother, the road is long and obstructive, and junior brother still needs to work hard." ”

At this moment, a disciple walked over quickly, and when the man heard the movement, his figure flashed and dissipated in an instant.

The disciple handed over a narrow note, bowed down and whispered, "Master, someone is following us." ”

The head of Bujiao was slightly stunned, looked at the note carefully, and immediately burned it on the lamp and candle, nodded and said: "The old man knows, you go down, you don't have to worry about this matter, the old man has his own plans." ”

The disciple whispered, "Yes." ”

Although this city has been abandoned for a long time, it is better than being big enough, and the house has collapsed out of ten, but the remaining tenths and twelve can be borrowed.

In the dark and dreary night, the silence in the city became more and more terrifying, and the occasional resident bird rushed to the sky, and the sound of fluttering echoed in the void, which was particularly gloomy.

Ma Xin and Chuan Qiong leaned against the door, looking around with vigilant eyes, a cold moon bent on the sky, and the clear light was sprinkled thinly, and the chill was a little pressing.

Ma Xin tightened his neckline, and was about to say something, when suddenly his ears moved slightly, he held the sword in one hand, the sound of the sword was light, the long sword came out of its sheath in an instant, pointed to a swaying shadow, and shouted: "What people." ”

Before the words fell, Chuan Qiong also unsheathed his sword at the same time, and his face was gloomy.

The head of the Mustard Sect walked out of the dark night, shook the token in his hand lightly at Ma Xin and the others, twisted his long hair, and smiled kindly: "The old man Wan Qingzong is the head of the Mustard Sect, please see the Great Elder of the Blood Sect." ”

Ma Xin and Chuan Qiong glanced at each other in surprise, and hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Please wait, the subordinates will go to pass the word." ”

After a while, Ma Xin hurriedly came out and invited the head of the mustard to enter.

Although it is also a deserted house, the main hall has been cleaned up neatly and cleanly, and it is not stained with dust.

There was a bonfire in the courtyard, and the water was boiling hot and steaming.

Luo Kui had a scarlet veil on his face, sat alone in the main hall, raised his hand and poured a cup of tea, put it in the hand of the head of Bujiao, and said with a sneer: "The head of Bujiao is here, I don't know what to advise." ”

The head of Bu Jie smiled kindly: "I don't dare to advise, but I have a little doubt, and I ask the Great Elder to solve my doubts." ”

Luo Kuixiu raised her eyebrows slightly: "Please speak, I will know everything, and I will say everything." ”

The head of Bu Shao said with a smile: "The old man wants to ask, why did the people of the Blood Sect who followed the old man come." ”

Luo Kui's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled leisurely and firmly: "Naturally, he has the same plan as the head of Bujiao." ”

The head of Bu Mustard was stunned for a moment, and hesitated: "The old man doesn't understand what the Great Elder means. ”

Luo Kui's body tilted slightly, and an endless cold smile rippled in his eyes: "Can you guess what the head of the mustard sect will do if Zhengyang Dao learns that Wanqing Sect has taken in the remnants of the Psychic Valley." ”

The expression of the head of Bu Jie changed greatly, but he returned to normal in an instant, and said with a calm smile: "Since the Great Elder said so, then, the old man will not say much, as for the scheme, it is up to each of them to do their own thing." ”

Luo Kui refilled the tea cup in front of the head of the mustard with some hot water, and said with a smile indifferently: "Try the peony flower tea brought in from Xunyang City." ”

A half-opened peony flower in the tea cup is full of water, the pink white is delicate and floating in the water, and the heat is wrapped in the breath of Qingfen, and the mist spreads.

The head of Bujiao took a small sip, and said with a silent smile: "Sure enough, it's good tea, Great Elder, the night is dark, and the old man will leave first." ”

Luo Kui hurriedly got up and sent him off: "Don't go slowly." ”

Not long after the head of the mustard left, Su Zi walked out of the back hall, stood side by side with Luo Kui, looked at the direction he was far away, and said contemplatively: "I thought that Wanqing Sect was not stuck in things, but this head of the sect is extremely worldly." ”

The night breeze hit her body, Luo Kui was a little cold, tightened her neckline and said: "They are all laymen, in the face of the world's treasures, there are a few people who can really not be moved." ”