Seeing Xiao Qianli's solemn expression, Yu Zhenzi smiled instead.

"Although the old way is useless, his eyesight is still there...... The ability of that little doll in your family is on par with Shaobai, who wins and who loses, that is, the gap of one and a half moves. ”

"If Shaobai loses, then of course it is the best, and the old way can go on the road with peace of mind. ”

"If Shaobai wins by luck, Lao Dao will have a thick face on Kunlun Mountain, while teaching your little doll what he has learned all his life, and then think of getting out and leaving Shaobai to you in the Pure Yang Palace......"

No matter how Xiao Qianli guessed, he didn't expect that Yu Zhenzi had already made up his mind to send Fang Shaobai to the Pure Yang Sect. The so-called gambling fight is simply an expedient measure for Yu Zhenzi.

Seeing this white-haired old man, Xiao Qianli couldn't help but be in awe.

How important is the inheritance of the Dao system?, but Yu Zhenzi abandoned the view of the portal, and would rather send his only beloved disciple to someone else's door than let him carry a heavy burden of inheritance.

"Senpai-"

This is the first time that Xiao Qian has sincerely called a "senior" since he entered the WTO.

"You don't have to send it!" The two chatted and walked, and at this time they had already reached the intersection of the lower peak, and Yu Zhenzi smiled and stopped.

"Senior Yuzhen, where will you go in the future?"

"Shaobai has a home, and Lao Dao has no worries in his heart. Taking advantage of this last bit of strength, I plan to take a look at the group of Buddhist bald donkeys, relying on this old face, to see how far they have reached now. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Qianli's expression moved, and he frowned and said, "Yuzhen's predecessor is ......."

Yu Zhenzi shook his hand, interrupted Xiao Qianli's words, and said with a smile: "Although the Buddhist Gate is big, I don't dare to attack the Xuanmen easily for a while, although the Xuanmen is now in decline, there are still a few old monsters that are not in the world." Lao Dao doesn't know their whereabouts, but Buddhism has not dared to start a war lightly, and this is the reason. One day they live is a deterrent......"

He turned around, stared at Xiao Qianli seriously, his voice was extremely low, and said slowly: "You have played a big trick, you are a Buddha and an old gentleman, it can be seen that his ambition is not small! No matter how you act in the future, even if you want to be the leader of the Daomen, at least there will be nothing wrong with reviving the Daomen." Lao Dao can't see the day when Xuanmen returns to the top of the martial arts, but you are so young, but Lao Dao sees a little hope......"

"Don't look at the calm of the Central Plains martial arts now, but the battle between Buddhism and Taoism has been turbulent for thousands of years, leaving us less and less time, so we might as well be bolder and let go more!"

After Yu Zhenzi said this, he suddenly laughed and said loudly: "Go to Xiu! Go to Xiu! Xiu will do it again!"

Xiao Qianli stood at the intersection, watching Yu Zhenzi's old back go away, his heart was like turning over a five-flavor bottle, and he gave a respectful salute after a while, and said in a low voice: "Senior Yuzhen, go all the way!"

He was silent for a moment, then turned around, but saw Xuanguan Daojun standing on a mountain rock not far behind him, hunting in the mountain wind, raising his robe, and his sword fluttering, fluttering like a fairy.

"Senior Yuzhen is gone?"

Xuanguan Daojun stared at the empty mountain road with a calm face, and suddenly sighed softly.

"When he leaves, I'm afraid that we won't see each other again......"

Xiao Qianli walked in front of Xuanguan and said lightly: "Although Yuzhen's predecessors are gone, this seat is still there!"

Xuanguan Daojun said: "This seat is also there!"

The two looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

"Dare to ask Xuanguan Daoist, among your sect, how many martial arts masters are there in the realm of refining gods and returning to the void?"

Xuanguan Daojun hesitated for a long time before slowly shaking his head and said, "I don't know......"

Xiao Qianli was stunned and said in surprise: "As the head of Emei, don't you even know the details of this faction?"

Xuanguan Daojun smiled bitterly and said: "Why do Daoists knowingly ask? The realm of transforming gods can borrow the laws of heaven and earth, and as the deeper the understanding of martial arts, the soul gradually combines with heaven and earth, floating outside the world, and not walking in the world. Even I, the head of Emei, don't know where those elders of the previous generation have gone, and whether they are still alive. ”

He sighed and said slowly: "Forty years ago, before the poor Dao took over the position of the head of the family, Emei had suffered a catastrophe, and the Demon Dao Xuanming Ancestor brought the nine congenitals under his command to attack, and the family master was the middle level of the god at that time, but he was not the enemy of one of his moves. From time to time, an elder of the Emei Ancestors broke through the barrier and fought with the Xuanming Ancestor for three days and three nights, and finally forced him to retreat. ”

Xuanguan Daojun's face suddenly became extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "In that battle, that elder led the Xuanming Ancestor to the Emei West Emperor, and the two fought, the heavens and the earth changed color, the sun and the moon were dull, and the huge West Emperor Peak was razed to the ground......

Seriously injured in a mid-level move?

Even the mountain peaks were razed to the ground?

But he saw Xuanguan Daojun pointing to a mountain peak not far away, and said, "That is the peak of the San'e Mountain West Emperor." ”

Xiao Qianli stared at it, and sure enough, he saw a majestic peak in the southwest, but the peak was flat, and the grass and trees did not grow, and it seemed to have been cut off by half of life.

I only heard Xuanguan Daojun shake his head and said: "After that battle, this elder immediately retreated in the mountain behind his sect, and someone sent some food and water every month. It's just that what is his cultivation level? I still don't know...... And there are a few such figures in the Emei faction, and I still don't know ......"

"I'm like this in Emei, Zhenwu, Dragon Tiger, Qingcheng, and Kongtong must be like this, and as for other sects, maybe there are also such existences...... And how many powerful people should there be in the Great Sect of Buddhism? In the martial arts of the Central Plains, how many good and evil sects are there that are not Taoists and non-Buddhas, and how many of them are hidden?"

This is the essence of the inheritance of thousands of years of the Great Gate Sect, thinking of this, Xiao Qianli only felt that the burden on his shoulders was extremely heavy, his chest was stuffy, and he was speechless for a long time.

Xuanguan Daojun gently patted Xiao Qianli's shoulder and said in a low voice: "Since taking over as the head of Emei, Poor Dao has trembled, walked on thin ice, and pondered these things all the time. I only hate that my fist is not big enough, so I can only play some tricks...... Xiao Zhangjiao, Yu Zhenzi left his apprentice to you, and his intention must be far-reaching. One day, even if you are an enemy of the poor road, you can't forget to revive the Xuanmen!"

Xiao Qianli was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Need a foreign enemy ......"

Xuanguan Daojun's expression moved, and he asked in surprise: "Could it be that Xiao Zhangjiao is talking about Zoroastrianism?"

"No!" Xiao Qianli shook his head and said in a deep voice, "People outside the territory are not allowed to step into the Central Plains, this is an iron law! Not only Zoroastrianism, but also Manichaeism!"

Xuanguan Daojun's brows furrowed deeply, and he pondered for a long time, but slowly shook his head and said, "Poor Dao can't guess. ”

Xiao Qianli was silent, but set his sights on the southwest.

"Five poisons? no-" Xuanguan Daojun's face changed, and he shook his head and said, "Isn't Daoist Friend calculating the five plagues?"

The corners of Xiao Qianli's mouth rose slightly, and he nodded: "Those bald donkeys, there should always be something to do......