"Situ Daoyou really embarrassed me. Xu Zhenren is the most proud achievement of this sect in the past hundred years, and it was once the most secret asset of this sect. Situ Daoyou forced me to say it, but I violated many door rules. The white-clothed scribe sat opposite Situ Jiankong, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and complain.

"Hehe, Brother Du, is this trying to deceive me? Even if what you said is indeed true, a hundred years ago, Xu Zhenren may indeed be precious to you. But after you decided to start this war against the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Xu Zhenren was no longer valuable, right? For you, Xu Zhenren is a precious chess piece that can only be used once. Now that you have used this chess piece, it is naturally worth it. I'm just curious, isn't Brother Du even willing to satisfy my curiosity?"

"Alas, no matter what, the matter of Xu Zhenren will come out of my mouth and into the ears of Situ Daoyou, and no one else must know about it. The white-clothed scribe had just pretended to be pretending before, and seeing that Situ Jiankong was not fooled at all, he could only laugh and tell all the information he had already decided to reveal.

"Actually, Xu Zhenren is not the illegitimate son of the former head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. From the beginning, he was just an ordinary foundling. His parents were ordinary and died young. We let him be taken back to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect by Bai Yifan, because we took a fancy to the fact that his parents died early and his origin is unknown. ”

"Hmph! I already knew this, and I still need you to say it, Bai Yifan has not dealt with our Beiyue Sword Sect, what kind of person is he, our Beiyue Sword Sect knows better than you. Bai Yifan is a seed of infatuation. He wholeheartedly thought that cultivating to the realm above the Heavenly Immortals could reverse creation, reverse yin and yang, and resurrect the senior sister he had a crush on when he first entered the sect. How can you have the heart to have an illegitimate child with another woman?"

"Haha, having said that, the Xu Zhenren we are looking for is quite similar to the White Palm Sect in appearance. Even if everyone has such suspicions, they can't guarantee that Xu Zhenren must not be a bad debt that Bai Yifan unintentionally had overnight, right?" the white-clothed scribe laughed, and then said, "In order to find this Xu Zhenren who looks similar to the White Palm Sect and is of the right age, we spent a lot of thought at the beginning. ”

"Hmm...... Let's not talk about that. What I'm even more curious about is whether Bai Yifan had a one-night affair back then, doesn't he know it? Even if Xu Zhenren is somewhat similar to Bai Yifan, doesn't Bai Yifan know if Xu Zhenren is his son? Why is he willing to take Xu Zhenren back to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and take care of him in every way?"

"Huh...... What's this...... It's even more of a secret. But now it's okay to tell Situ Daoyou about it. Anyway, once the matter of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is over, it is estimated that this matter will also be turned over by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. The white-clothed scribe smiled quite smugly and said, "The reason why Bai Yifan looks at Xu Zhenren differently is naturally not because of anything else, but because Bai Yifan, who took Xu Zhenren back to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect back then, is no longer Bai Yifan. ”

"What?" Situ Jiankong was really shocked when he heard the words of the white-clothed scribe, and he was extremely surprised.

He was so surprised that he didn't even control his strength, and crushed the teacup in his hand at once. The tea trickled down his palm, leaving a large puddle of water on the table.

This is by no means Situ Jiankong's fuss, but the words of the white-clothed scribe are really too scary!

What kind of sect is the Ten Thousand Swords Sect? That is the No. 1 Sword Sect in the world! Bai Yifan is the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect! According to the white-clothed scribes, they are tantamount to changing the head of the No. 1 Sword Sect in the world without knowing it! How terrifying is this?

If even the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the dignified Mahayana monks can succeed, what about the others? Among the many sects in this world, how many of the top monks have been unknowingly replaced by their inner response?

The white-clothed scribe on the opposite side couldn't help but be proud when he saw Situ Jiankong being shocked and lose his temper. The reason why he even said Bai Yifan's matter was for this effect! He wanted to deter Situ Jiankong and let him know the power of his own organization!

"Can you control Bai Yifan? This is impossible! Unless...... You really have the power above the immortals. Situ Jiankong slowly put down the crushed teacup in his hand, and then took a long time to calm down his mood before speaking to the white-clothed scribe again.

"Huh...... What's this...... It is unknown whether this sect has the power above the Heavenly Immortals, but it is not so difficult to control the White Palm Sect. The weakness of the White Palm Sect lies in the fact that he has demons. The senior sister who was in love with him in the early years of the White Palm Sect was not ruthless to him. Or, his senior sister's affection for the White Palm Sect is far beyond the imagination of others. Moreover, the White Palm Sect has always believed that his senior sister died to save him. How can the guilt and remorse in our hearts be understood by those of us who are ruthless?"

"You mean, you used your heart demon to break through Bai Yifan's Dao Heart and thus control him? But in this way, Bai Yifan is nothing more than a walking corpse, how can he hide the investigation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect? Could it be that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is so unconcerned about his own sect leader?"

"It's never possible to have complete control. But with the help of the demons in his heart, it is not difficult for Bai Yifan to believe that Xu Zhenren is the crystallization of his and his own senior sister's bloodline. ”

"Hmm...... Du Daoyou is also humble. Situ Jiankong breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to the previous time when he suddenly heard that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect might have fallen into the hands of the other party, although the method that the white-clothed scribe said now was also very amazing, almost unbelievable, it was much less difficult. At least under Situ Jiankong's known power system, it is by no means something that cannot be accomplished.

Of course, this is also extremely difficult. First of all, Bai Yifan was able to cultivate to the advanced level of Mahayana and become the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and his heart was as strong as iron, and his Dao heart did not know how many tribulations and tests he had experienced, and he was almost indestructible. Even if he had remorse and love for that senior sister in his heart, in the process of cultivating along the way, he should have already integrated these emotions into his Dao heart and become part of his "nature seeking truth".

In this case, if you want to use these emotions to create a loophole in Bai Yifan's Dao heart, it is by no means an ordinary difficulty. This is much more difficult than killing a Mahayana monk, or even a true monarch!

Secondly, even if he found Bai Yifan's soul loophole and successfully shook his Dao heart, that Earth Immortal Dao Venerable of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was not a dry eater! That Heavenly Immortal Divine Sword was not an ornament!

Originally, sword cultivation paid more attention to the tempering of Dao heart and divine thought than ordinary monks, and at the same time, it was generally more powerful. If you want to play the trick of stealing beams and changing pillars in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, it may be even more difficult than playing these tricks in the Three Great Immortal Sects! But the force behind the white-clothed scribe Du Zhong has just done it.

Therefore, even if Situ Jiankong was no longer as shocked as before, it was impossible for him to underestimate the strength of the other party because of this.

"No wonder Brother Du has always refused to tell the truth. If I had sat down like this, I wouldn't have dared to admit it. However, it seems to me that it is too wasteful for your family to spend so much effort for a real person. If you just want to set up an internal response in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, why do you need to find Bai Yifan? Wouldn't it be better to directly control one or two high-ranking elders in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect? Not only is it easier, but it also seems to be safer. Situ Jiankong breathed a sigh of relief, and finally smiled again, but there was still a bit of solemnity in the depths of his eyes.

"Hehe, Situ Daoyou only knows one of them, but I don't know the other. Du Zhong looked at Situ Jiankong's shocked appearance, and he couldn't help but be proud.

Although this Situ Jiankong is not a person in their organization, he is very famous in their organization. It's not once or twice to work with them. This person is strong, ruthless, and not afraid of heaven and earth, dare to think about anything, dare to do anything. Just like this time the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's operation, if it were replaced by any pure yang real person who was a little sensible, he would not dare to come to this troubled water. But Situ Jiankong dared!

To be able to surprise such a recognized bold figure, Du Zhong still has a great sense of accomplishment.

Moreover, since even Xu Zhenren, the most important chess piece of the organization in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, had already been said, Du Zhong had no intention of concealing other things, so he simply poured beans into a bamboo tube and said it to Situ Jiankong.

"How does Situ Daoyou know that this sect does not control the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and other cultivators? If there are not one or two people in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, how can Xu Zhenren be able to thrive in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"

"You mean, outside of Bai Yifan, those Ten Thousand Sword Sect monks who took care of Xu An's cultivation path all the way are also your people?"

"Haha! Of course not. Although this sect is strong, it has so many resources to control so many Jindan monks? Moreover, this is completely unnecessary. Bai Yifan has been the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for many years, and his influence in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is not weak. We only need to control two or three key Jindan real people and make gestures at critical times. The other Jindan real people of the Bai Yifan family will naturally get in the way of losing face, and they will also give Xu Zhenren all kinds of care. And so many Jindan real people are following the promise, it is naturally impossible for the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to investigate the reason. This is the way of reality and reality. ”

"I see. Awesome! It was an eye-opener today. It's no wonder that your sect calculates that the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, the number one sword sect in the world, can still be calm. It turned out that it had been planned for hundreds of years. With mental calculations or unintentional, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is naturally not an opponent. Situ Jiankong nodded again and again, stroked his palms and laughed.

"Hahaha! Situ Daoyou won the award. Come on, have another drink. The white-clothed scribe did not hide his pride, and poured another cup of tea for Situ Jiankong as he spoke.

However, just when the two of them seemed to be happy and had reconciled, Situ Jiankong suddenly pinched the sword trick.

The flying sword at his waist popped out of its scabbard like lightning, turning into a streamer of light that swirled around the neck of the white-clothed scribe.

The white-clothed scribe's movements were immediately certain, and then a line of blood spread around his neck, and his head rolled down directly. On the head that landed on the ground, there was even a smile.

"Master, why did you kill him?" The young female cultivator who had been sitting by the window saw this scene, but she didn't even look surprised, as if she had already become accustomed to it. She just frowned, as if complaining that Situ Jiankong had caused trouble again.

"Hmph! The tea is so unpleasant to drink, I thought I was a master. ”

"Hey, this is the fourth. Master, if you kill like this, aren't you afraid that the Impermanence Gate will not dare to cooperate with you in the future?" The nun jumped down from the windowsill, skillfully walked to the corpse of the white-clothed scribe, and began to recite the magic formula. As the nun chanted, the corpse of the white-clothed scribe turned into a sparkling light and began to dissipate.

"What are you afraid of? If the Impermanence Gate is really willing to leave me behind, don't come to me. Situ Jiankong pursed his lips disappreciatively, looking indifferent, "Besides, the Impermanence Gate probably knows that the people who are sent to me are dead people, so this time I will send such a person." ”

"That's right. But Master, if you continue to kill like this, maybe the guy sent by the Impermanence Sect will be even more wasteful next time. They probably want to try it, Master, where is your bottom line. They have to send a lot of wasteful subordinates so that you can't even get interested in killing. ”

"Whatever. Situ Jiankong shrugged.

"Okay. But Master, you killed him, what should we do with the cooperation with the Impermanence Sect? Master, if you want to survive the Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, you can't do without the Ten Thousand Sword Sect's Ten Thousand Years Fire Essence. ”

"Ten thousand years away from the essence of fire, I must get it. But what about cooperating with the Impermanence Gate...... Hehe, when have you ever seen me led by the nose? What a joke! When I make a move, it's up to me to decide. The Impermanence Gate wants to use me to contain the attention of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, why don't I want to use the Impermanence Gate?" Situ Jian stood up with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, yes, yes. Master, you are the most powerful. Alright!That's it!" said the nun in a perfunctory tone, finishing the mantra as she spoke. The corpse of the white-clad scribe on the ground had completely vanished, leaving not even a trace of it, as if it had never been seen in the room.

And just as the nun had finished doing this, there was a sharp knock on the door.

The nun hurriedly turned her head and glanced at Situ Jiankong. The latter made a gesture to calm the nun down, and then removed the ban imposed by the white-clothed scribe and opened the door.

Sure enough, it was still Xu Zhenren who had just left who walked in from outside the door. Moreover, this time Xu Zhenren still had a panicked look on his face.

"Oh no! Jin Tianhong's kid, as well as those guys from the Beiyue Sword Sect, seem to be coming for us!" As soon as Xu Zhenren entered the hut, he hurriedly said to Situ Jiankong.

"Hmm, what about Du Daoyou?" After finishing speaking, Xu Zhencai was stunned for a moment, and found that in just a few minutes, there was one less person in the room.