Guan Daocun walked out the door and didn't look at his daughter again. He knew that his daughter would hate him for the rest of his life. Even if the person who killed her mother was her father, Guan Qiyu would not forgive.

It's a lot like him. Guan Daocun smiled bitterly and left.

"Why don't you fight for it?" Yi Xianren suddenly appeared behind Guan Daocun, "I guess you heard what I said to her." ”

"No, I think that's fine, because everything I say and do can kill her. Guan Daocun didn't reply, he hated Yixian so much, "It's you, why did you take her as an apprentice, I just begged you to take care of Angelica, and didn't let you force my daughter to go astray!"

Yixian sighed: "This is her willingness, she wants her mother to witness that she can protect her." She's only eight years old, and I can't bear to refuse her, and I can't bear to persecute her. ”

Guan Daocun suddenly laughed, but his face was facing the room: "Little girl, if you hate me, hurry up, I'll give you ten years, see what your master can teach you!"

Guan Daocun turned around and was about to leave, when Yixian grabbed him again.

"What else are you going to do?" Guan Daocun's killing intent had already appeared, and the Yixian people were naturally not afraid, but Guan Qiyu in the house couldn't help but shudder. Guan Qiyu was puzzled about how strong the person who claimed to be her father?

"Qianxian Lei Ziyu is about to come at my invitation, and we have something to do with you. Stay here, and there will be results in three days. ”

Guan Daocun was stunned, he didn't understand why Qianxian only came at this time, if he answered and asked, wouldn't he make a big fuss? What is it that makes the cynical Yixian people so serious?

Three days later, Guanjia Forest Farm, the gate of the Jiuzi Underground Palace. Guan Daocun saw Qianxian again, he was not as extraordinary and independent as he was at the beginning, just an ordinary old man, and his original momentum and coercion were gone. Even so, the temperament and majesty of Qianxian are still the spotless and vast that Guan Daocun is familiar with.

Qianxian lifted the floor tiles and opened the Nine Sons Underground Palace. As the ninety-nine everlasting lamps were lit one by one, the underground palace began to take shape. First of all, there are nine bronze statues:

The first dragon-headed snake body, with a square groove below, is a prisoner cow statue and a prisoner cow kite;

The second dragon-headed wolf body, with a sword-shaped groove underneath, is a statue of a jabliform and a jerly sword;

The third dragon head black body, with a columnar groove below, is a mocking wind statue and a mocking wind gun;

The fourth dragon-headed frog body, with a sword-shaped groove under it, is a statue of Pu Lao and a Gong of Pu Lao;

The fifth dragon-headed lion body, with a cone-shaped groove below, is a fox statue and a fox dart;

The sixth dragon-headed turtle body, with a circular groove under it, is a statue and a hammer;

The seventh dragon-headed tiger body, with a circular groove below, is a raccoon statue and a raccoon ring;

The eighth dragon head turtle body, with a rod-shaped groove under it, is a negative image and a negative pen;

The ninth dragon's head fish body, with an umbrella-shaped groove underneath, is an owl beak statue and an owl beaker umbrella.

The ring was never used, and it still lay quietly in the trough. I don't know when the umbrella will be returned, and the remaining seven gates also understand where they are, are the nine sons finally going to get together?

Guan Daocun couldn't help but look stupid, the nine sons gathered, even if it was a bronze statue, it was full of majesty, and the bronze statue itself was even more ingenious and lifelike.

"I'm sorry to meet you in this format, but there's no better place to talk. Qianxian opened his mouth to break the silence.

Qianxian looked at Guan Daocun's Jianxian Sword and said with a smile: "Do you still recognize me?"

Guan Daocun couldn't help but be horrified, the blue light in his eyes was bright, and the memories belonging to the sword spirit poured into his mind, he heard the thunderbolt of martial arts, heard the boiling molten iron, and heard countless beatings......

"Are you...... Do you know Jairus?" asked Guan Daocun.

Qianxian smiled: "I might as well say that I created Jair, I am the Yang Han who disappeared." ”

The Yixian people then bowed their heads, proving to be true.

Guan Dao was dizzy, Yang Han's story was hundreds of years ago, even if Qianxian was a young man, he should have turned into dust a long time ago, but now in front of him was the disappeared Yang Han.

"My immortality is not because of any cheats, but a mission, a mission, and the same is true of Su Yi's predecessors. ”

"Mission, is that what you're here for?"

"Yes, we didn't look away. They both spoke at the same time. Yixian coughed, and Qianxian immediately answered:

"The way of heaven is not a truth, a proverb, but an unknown force. Su Yi's predecessor was the first person to get this kind of power.

"But gaining power also means a curse, a curse of immortal reincarnation. The messenger of the power of the Heavenly Dao will exist forever until someone who is enough to share or inherit the power of the Heavenly Dao appears again, which can be a year, ten years, or even a hundred years and thousands of years. It can be said that he is a veritable night watchman.

"And Su Yixian has been guarding the night for us for three thousand years......"

Guan Daocun couldn't help but look at this somewhat cynical old man, who had lived for 3,000 years, and who else couldn't see through the red dust? Guan Daocun lowered his head, feeling a little guilty about his words and deeds.

Qianxian continued: "When I asked for immortals, I was fortunate to have inherited one-fifth of the power of the Heavenly Dao under the guidance of Su Yi's predecessors, and this is why I have my immortal and endless power.

"The power of the Heavenly Dao is divided into five parts, and three parts are still here with Su Yi's predecessors, waiting for a new night watchman. One share is with me, and it belongs to the Eight Cactus. One was scattered and hidden by me in the Nine Sons, and this is what the Nine Sons Underground Palace really suppressed. ”

Without waiting for Guan Dao to react, Yi Xianren had already spoken: "You have great love in your heart, and you have witnessed the parting of life and death, and experienced death and new life. That's why we chose you.

"Love makes us desperate, hate makes us unhesitating, when the interweaving of love and hate reaches its peak, a new messenger of heaven is born, leading us out of the long night.

"Guan Daocun, are you willing, this is what you are looking forward to, enough power to end all strife, but you will also endure endless reincarnation, guarding the common people, until a new long night comes, and then hand out your lantern, and finally be unheard. ”

Yi Xianren tapped his eyebrows, and three milky white air masses appeared in his hands, spinning. This must be three-fifths of the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Guan Daocun suddenly knelt down, his tone was resolute, and he said: "I, Guan Daocun, am willing to accept all this and lead us out of the darkness, at any cost!"

"Good, close your eyes. Yi Xianren patted his eyebrows, and two of the three air currents in his hand flowed into Guan Daocun's body—not one, Guan Daocun made him admire, and he deserved to be given the power to surpass him.

Guan Daocun felt that his body was very light, and his strength poured from all things in heaven and earth into his limbs and hundreds of remains: he became a messenger of the Heavenly Dao, immortal and immortal, but forever lonely, forever lonely, no one knew, and finally unknown.