The old man was not weak.

A cultivator who can guide Shen Yue's cultivation for a long time and guide a disciple like Shen Yue is also a legend in his own right.

He himself was only the gatekeeper of the earliest Qiyun Academy, and when Qiyun Academy became the Qitian Academy of the previous dynasty, his reputation was not obvious, and it was only when Shen Yu met him, worshipped him as a teacher, and got the Nantian Sword from him, that those top cultivators in Jiankang City suddenly discovered that this one gatekeeper was actually such a strong person.

It's just that there is still a big gap between his true yuan cultivation and the existence of Shen Yue, He Xiuxing, and the Empress Dowager Tianxian after all, and he is too old, although he has been indifferent to fame and fortune all his life, almost completely detached from the world, and rarely works hard, but no matter how he rests, his disciple Shen Yue is dead, and he is really a little too old to look good.

In the eyes of a cultivator like the Empress Dowager Tianxian, his Nantian Sword should only be appreciated.

However, what she didn't expect at all was that his knife could actually break through her natal object, and it could even dissolve her natal vitality, and even left a scar on her face!

Any woman cares about her looks.

And so she is, of course.

Therefore, compared to the cultivators of her contemporaries, she looked extremely young, and her face looked even younger than her son Xiao Yan.

Even after countless years of washing, it has not been able to leave any traces on her face.

There were no wrinkles in the corners of her eyes.

However, the old man shaved off one of her eyebrows, leaving this scar on her face.

How could she not be angry?

In fact, even if she was sure that Shen Yue was dead, she had to kill this old man.

Because she has endured it for too many years.

She is as famous as He Xiuxing and Shen Yue, and is known as the Three Sages of Nantian by the world, but in fact, she knows very well in her heart that she and He Xiuxing are under Shen Yue, so whenever there is Shen Yue, she and He Xiuxing will naturally be suppressed.

If Shen Yue wasn't stronger than her, how would she pay the price of being imprisoned in the Huxin Retreat?

How can an existence like her, who can't wait to roar the rivers and lakes every day, be willing to sit in the quiet courtyard and become a statue?

Of course, she hated how to practice.

He didn't offend He Xiu, but He Xiu just didn't like her.

It's just that He Xiu also paid the same price, in her opinion, a proud and unparalleled existence like He Xiu was forced to be trapped in a deserted garden, and finally died, and the person who could have left countless glorious traces in the world of cultivators was forcibly erased the most glorious second half of her life, which was enough to offset many of her hatreds.

So in fact, she hates Shen Yue even more.

Even if Shen Yue's decision led to Xiao Yan becoming the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, even if Shen Yue eventually caused He Xian to die, but the double saints returned to seclusion, and the great saints were the only ones, if there was no Shen Yue in this world, why would she be so aggrieved?

This old man is the most important help in Shen Yue's cultivation process, and he is the only teacher who has seriously worshiped Shen Yue.

Therefore, she naturally felt in her heart that if there was no old man, Shen Yue might not be able to press on her and He Xiuxing's heads.

This kind of thought has been haunting her heart for many years in the quiet courtyard, and this hatred has turned into a monstrous killing intent when she came to this time.

It's just the scar caused by this knife, but she doesn't have the pleasure of finally killing this old man at this time.

She's angry, but there's nowhere to vent.

The old man's bones are gone.

However, at this moment, a dark shadow appeared in the corner of the old book building in front of him.

It was a black dog.

A very ordinary black dog in Jiankang City.

Many families in Jiankang City will have this kind of ordinary dog, and the poor families have more dogs.

It's easy to raise, you can feed this kind of dog with any food, this kind of dog is loyal and will take care of the house.

In fact, many poor families have nothing of value at home, and they don't need to look after their homes.

So this kind of dog is actually a companion, a partner, and a family member for them.

Of course, there will be unfortunate masters, and there will be unfortunate masters.

So there will be a lot of these dogs displaced in Jiankang City.

This black dog is also one of them.

It wandered in Jiankang City for a long time, and only found this place where it could shelter from the wind and rain, and not be bullied by other dogs in the prime of life.

It was already very old when it came, and it was even older at this time.

Usually it lies in a corner outside this old book building, and there is no dispute with the world.

It certainly thinks that the old man is its master.

It worked hard to live and accompany the old man.

But today, the old man died.

It didn't quite understand, but it knew that this woman had killed the old man.

It also knew how terrible this woman was, countless times more terrifying than even the most ferocious of its kind it had ever seen.

So it's also full of fear.

Every piece of flesh and even every hair on its body seemed to tremble.

But it stepped out anyway, looking up in fear but rage, staring at the woman and roaring with all its might.

The Empress Dowager Tianxian looked at the black dog.

She's also weird.

She couldn't understand that such a dog would dare to come out at such a time.

At this moment, when she couldn't understand it even more, she actually saw the dog barking at her fiercely.

"Evil animal, look for death!"

She almost subconsciously let out a loud shout, and the monstrous killing intent swept out.

With a bang, a terrible force hammered down on the dog's body.

The dog instantly turned into a burst of blood mist.

However, a move killed the old dog, and her hands trembled slightly unconsciously.

She didn't have cathartic pleasure, but a slight dazed and more angry.

Is this dog crazy?

"Why?"

Someone spoke up, sounding in front of the bloody old book building, as if asking her.

Coincidentally, this was also the voice that sounded in her heart at this time, and she also wanted to ask this sentence.

A middle-aged man in a green robe walked from the direction of the backyard of Qiyun Academy, although the figure had not yet appeared in her sight, but with the sound of his voice, she had already sensed the person's breath clearly, and even the flow of the air around the man made her perceive the person's appearance clearly.

"I seem to recognize you?"

The Empress Dowager Tianxian looked in the direction of the visitor, her eyes were violent and a little uncertain, "Your surname is Yu?"

The middle-aged man in the green robe was dressed as a scribe, very elegant, he quickly turned the old library, looked at the Queen Mother, and bowed slightly, "The Queen Mother remembers well, listen to the bamboo in the next rest." ”

The Empress Dowager Tianxian looked at the middle-aged man's eyebrows, and was sure that it was the person back then, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and said: "It seems that I judged well back then, after all, you have a good talent, let you go to Huishan to watch the scriptures and carvings, but you really understood the true meaning of cultivation." ”

"Not bad. ”

Yu Tingzhu said respectfully: "It is all because of the grace of the Queen Mother back then, so I was able to become the worship of the imperial city." ”

The Empress Dowager Tianxian's face softened slightly, and she said, "You just asked why, what do you mean?"

"I just want to ask the Queen Mother, why did you create such a killing?" Yu Tingzhu said: "The Queen Mother is already the only great sage, Mr. Bai is harmless, and this old dog is also harmless." ”

The Empress Dowager Tianxian was slightly stunned.

She usually hates the sour rot of those who read.

At this time, Yu Tingzhu's words sounded to her similar to the pedantic words of those scholars.

But what attracted her attention at this time was not the sentence itself, but Yu Tingzhu's attitude itself.

"You question me?"

Her intact eyebrows lifted up, and her voice was cold.