The nine-fold iron-clad bronze door surrounds the twelve-story blood-stained pavilion. The figure of Tsing Yi stepped on the stairs soaked in deep blood stains of the old and the new, without hesitation or looking back.

In the dark places that are not illuminated by the brilliance, a pair of eyes that are either sad or resentful, calm or fearful, only dare to peep in the dark where they are, quietly waiting for opportunities that exist or never exist.

"Ah He, you still haven't learned the truth of humility. The old man on the top of the pavilion was smiling uncontrollably, creating a different atmosphere from this Shura ghost.

But the people he faced just watched silently, and he was not moved by this false brilliance.

"There has never been any humility, and it is only because of ......" Gripping the black broken blade in her hand, the woman named Yanhe replied indifferently.

However, before she could finish speaking, she heard the old man's wanton laughter in the answer, as if she had already understood her thoughts.

"Not strong enough?"

"yes, ahahaha. The biggest fault in this world is this reason. ”

The old laughter was like a wave, but it was silent when it drifted away. The slightly narrowed eagle eyes exuded an inexplicable sharpness, but in an instant, they returned to nothingness.

He is the head of the Forbidden Sect, and he is also her mentor who discovered Yan Harmony from a lonely ghost and a wild ghost.

In the distant and incomprehensible past, he had a ridiculous name for the Taishang Dao, one of the three major gates, that resounded through the nine heavens of clouds and thunder.

He called, False Taoism.

The chaos in the world is like a dream, and it is difficult to distinguish, so it is humble and incomplete, so everything is true and false, and the truth is fed back in the vast days. He not only destroys all falsehood, but also supports himself in all falsehood, which is the origin of his self-proclaimed "false Taoism".

But even if you give yourself such a ridiculous name, you can't get rid of the covetousness of others, and you can't hide in the world and get away with it.

Because he also has an identity, the former head of the Taishang Dao, the head of the three major gates, who was recognized as the peerless in the world and the first in the world twenty years ago.

It is precisely because it is peerless, and it is precisely because it is the first that cannot be questioned, that he can't escape the catastrophe of his life, and he was framed by the Imperial City Division with the most despicable means to the point of being ruined, and he had to be the dog of the first emperor to survive.

"Who in this world can be stronger than fate?" Three points of unwillingness, three points of amazement, three points of pleasure, and one point of overwhelm, let this short sigh have mixed tastes, full of pain but difficult to recall.

Even if the other party is his own mentor, even if the other party does not care about confiding in his weakness, he has never stepped forward to make peace, nor has he given half a point of comfort.

Her emerald eyes never left the hands of this rickety old man of unknown age, even though there were chains that connected the nine-fold black-iron clad bronze gate outside the building, and shackles made of Ruyi Xinxin, which could be called the hardest in the world.

"Your Majesty said that if he really unifies Jiangnan, then I hope you can take this medicine. Yan and Ruyu's palms were spread out, and he said the mission of his trip without concealment. Although she did not want to return to this place, she did not want to see this elusive teacher again, but it was His Majesty's order.

"Isn't he afraid that after I take this medicine, I will go and destroy the Imperial City Division first? Or will the old fox die, and the little fox will no longer be able to endure the shackles of our old fellows. The old man did not show any anger, he just laughed wantonly, and looked at his most proud disciple with the gentlest gaze of his own nephew.

"Also, are you really willing to let me kill him?"

Silently raised her eyebrows, as if this short sentence made Yanhe let down all her guard, she sat down on the square table in front of her with a little arrogance, and replied to her mentor with disdain: "You can't kill him." ”

"yes, yes. The old man seemed to be very satisfied with his disciple's disdain, and did not have the slightest resentment, but proudly and gratified the taunt, "Son of Destiny, who can kill him." My old bones, no matter how much I eat the Autopsy Pill, I will definitely not be able to kill him. ”

"Hey, old man, have the people out there really been dealt with? If you're not careful, it's not fun to be caught by those guys from the Imperial City Division. Obviously, Yan He's previous cautious appearance was only to deceive the watchers who came with her.

Although His Majesty the Emperor temporarily lost his trust in this mad dog because of the dereliction of duty and deception of the Imperial City Division several times, it is undeniable that this mad dog has never had any major crises, and it is still the dog that His Majesty the Emperor trusts the most.

It's not just because of need, not just because of the hard work of those dirty hands in the past, but because there is a real villain in the Imperial City Division, a real villain named Zuo Dao.

"That guy from Zuo Dao shouldn't have a few years to live, and the people who have been trained by this training are not as good as the generation. The old man just sighed, and they all fell, which was also boring. The old man muttered a few words, like an old naughty boy who hadn't had enough fun, and the resentment against the man who had ruined his reputation and been imprisoned seemed to have no point.

He still called out his name directly, and still used the tone of nostalgia for his old friend.

Guanzuo Dao and False Taoism are really good old friends, most of the people in this world who are the same age as them have been unable to compete with the longevity of the Mandate of Heaven, and they died decades ago.

Of course, more of them died in the conspiracy set up by the Imperial City Division of the Guanzuo Dao, after all, they are all old friends for many years, and it is particularly easy to get into the pit. Because for the imperial court, the world does not need so many martial arts peaks, the world is peerless, and the world is all bowed to one person, that is the orthodox truth.

"Then Master, don't you hate him?" Yan He tapped the handle of the black knife, mimicking this bad habit that he learned from nowhere. Even though she was his most proud disciple, she still couldn't see the gentle and friendly old man in front of her, like a spring breeze.

The bottomless Shura ghost who has fallen from the top of the nine heavens, and the abyss of fate that has no daylight, is there no resentment at all, and there is no hatred at all? This really does not conform to the common sense of people's hearts, and does not conform to the logic of cause and effect and grievances.

"Hate, why don't you hate?" the grinning old man glanced at Yan He strangely, as if what his disciple was asking was just a strange question that didn't make sense, "If I didn't hate him, why would I have survived until now? Every day and every night that I have been trapped here, I can't wait to have him skinned and bone-to-bones, and his bones to be scattered." ”

"But what's the use of hate?"

"Even if I hate him to the point of burning myself and hating him to the point of heart failure. So what?" The shaking shackles rattled, flaunting his location, and the old man still had a gentle smile on his face, "He is still his magnificent official, and I am just a head of the head of the sect in a cage. ”

"So what?" Yan He flicked the hilt of the knife, suddenly liking the rhythm of the self, "There must be something to be done." Since you don't want to let go of your hatred, and you don't want to die in obscurity, you have to do something. The so-called inaction can also be interpreted as doing nothing. ”

However, this question was not answered, and the old man just glanced at his own disciple who was knowingly asking. Isn't she what she did?

"With a sword in hand, cut the dragon and snake in the world. Tsk, what a grand ambition. ”

"Whatever can be used by me, I don't care about the means of origin, this is how treacherous and heroic it is. ”

"But even if it's a person like Guan Zuodao, he can't escape the entanglement of his life!"

"If you can't escape, no one can escape. I am, and he will be no exception. ”

The old man gently tore apart the bun handed over by Yan He, and carefully moved a coarse porcelain bowl with mutton soup on the table, tearing it carefully while muttering about it in pieces. This old farmer's style is like the old man in the field, the most common kind of old man, every wrinkle is engraved with the wounds of time, but the smile is extraordinarily sunny.

Yan He looked at his mentor silently, and the jade eyes contained an unpredictable light. The old man in front of her has always been this optimistic and sunny, obedient and obedient to fate, the hatred that has been wasted all his life, the despair that fell from the clouds of the nine heavens, as if he has never left half of the traces visible to the naked eye on his heart, it seems that the only thing that can leave traces in front of him is the time when no one is stagnant.

After all, of course, Yanhe knew what her mentor was planning, but she just wanted to listen and talk to him. Sixty years of imprisonment is enough to distort the growth of any person, but it only carves the external shape of his own teacher, and no one will believe it.

People have seven emotions and six desires, this is the most common truth. And these love-hate feelings and hatreds are like endless rivers, which are always blocked, and they will also form a mountain flood that will break everything.

What about her own teacher? Such a deep hatred, which has been accumulated in the dark for sixty years, has accumulated and forged into what terrible appearance? Yan He didn't dare to think about it, and she couldn't think about it, because she was too well protected by her own teacher, and she had never seen too many ugly things.

After all, she was just a knife, but maybe not anymore.

"You miss him very much?" The grinning old man tore the bun in his hand, glanced at his disciple outside the wandering object, and suddenly became a little interested in gossiping, "What kind of person is that? Since you think about it, why don't you just go with him?"

"He ······" Yan He was stunned by this question, and casually planned to grab the hair scattered in his ears, but found that the original long hair had already been abandoned by himself at some point, just like the past that lingered on him. Shaking his head, he sighed twice, and replied with some grief: "I asked, but he didn't need it." ”

"Moreover, Master, I'm afraid you can't do without me here. ”

"Not really. As the saying goes, there is permanence, not for Yaoxing, not for ruin. After taking one word and making peace, there will naturally be the next word and peace, but there is only one destiny. Even if he doesn't need it, you have to make him need it. "The old man and the old god are here, and at this time he is like an unsmiling teacher, but what he teaches is some nonsense.

However, there is one thing that Yan He has noticed that her master's title for Bai Yi is not a junior, not a brat, but the destiny that has trapped him for more than 60 years and made him unable to escape the cage.

"Is he the Mandate of Heaven?" Yan He wanted to laugh a little, but couldn't, "How can the Mandate of Heaven be a person?"

"Why can't the Mandate of Heaven be a person? The Tao is hidden in everything, it can be a grain of sand, a handful of soil, or even a mountain, why can't it be a person?" The old man looked as usual, and he didn't feel that he was saying a very ridiculous thing at all, "The Tao is in the world, and the world is controlled by it, if the world does not know the face of the Tao, then the Tao naturally does not have the power you know." This is the essence of weakness over strength······"

“····· It's done. Yan He was silent, and suddenly saw a handful of white in the coarse porcelain bowl, but it interrupted his teacher's teaching. It's not that she doesn't want to continue to discuss this topic, it's not that she thinks her teacher is annoying, but that such a leisure time can't last too long after all, and her short time together is just a busy break. Even those lackeys of the Imperial City Division were hit hard by the white clothes, so that the rest of them couldn't even bear the sighs of their own teachers. But this does not mean that there are no more masters in the Imperial City Division who can handle them, nor does it mean that Guan Zuodao will really relax his vigilance against his mentor.

After all, even she knew that this old man, who seemed to be optimistic and fatal, but also a little naughty and curious, was once an irrefutable peerless in the world. Even if he was ruined by the official Zuodao, he could only support himself in the imperial court, but he did not lose his peerless cultivation.

Otherwise, why did Guan Zuodao take advantage of the time when his own mentor Longyou shallow water tiger fell in Pingyang, set up this set of strict formations, and collected the treasures of the world to create that pair of shackles, isn't he worried about being retaliated against by his own mentor?

Yan He once had thoughts on this set of formations and the shackles, but unfortunately, the nine-fold gate was guarded by the secret spies of the Imperial City Division's half-step divine realm, and that pair of shackles, even if he was a black blade cast by this treasure, he couldn't hurt it in the slightest, and even, after encountering dozens of times, this pair of black blades with extraordinary hardness could only be broken helplessly, and they were no longer complete.

So in the end, she had no choice but to give up, accepted the advice of her teacher, and waited for the opportunity to make a decision.

However, she will never forget that the enemy who framed her mentor to this step of the field is the official Zuo Dao who is hidden deep under the Nine Lands and plots to level the dragons and snakes in the world. Even if she can't follow Bai Yi to calm down the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes, she still wants to do what she can do and do what she wants to do.

In the past, Yanhe was just a sharp knife, but unfortunately, she is not now.