"Hehe, there's nothing to be sorry for. In terms of the strength of your family, it should be more than me, and no less than me. Besides, although I can't join your family, there is still a chance to join forces with you. Take this incident as an example, although I didn't join your sect, but isn't it the same to cooperate with your sect? Du Daoyou, what do you say? Besides, if I join your sect, I don't need to go to the Fire Island to steal the essence of the fire, but it will have some impact on your sect, right?"

"Haha! Situ Daoyou was too worried. Perhaps, if there was no Situ Daoyou interfering with the sight of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect on the Fire Island, this sect would indeed have some more trouble. But these troubles are not unsolvable. If you only need to pay this price, you can recruit strong reinforcements like Situ Daoyou, and I believe that several heads of this sect will be very happy to pay these prices. ”

"Hehe, Du Daoyou praised it falsely. The swordsman in green clothes seemed to enjoy the praise of the white-clothed scribe very much, and nodded with a smile, "However, so-and-so has made up his mind to compete with that Wei Xiu." Wei Xiu is in the Beiyue Sword Sect, and he can also get the support of the sect. But when he heard that, he also rejected all the benefits offered by the sect and went to the void chaos to find an opportunity for enlightenment. Since he has done this in all the sects, how can he lose to him in this regard? If he joins your sect and receives all kinds of support, even if he overpowers Wei Xiu in terms of cultivation, what face will he have when he sees him in the future? Therefore, this matter is still not raised. ”

"Hehe! Situ Daoyou is indeed a natural asset, and it is not inferior to that Wei Xiu. Moreover, Situ Daoyou's heart for the Beiyue Sword Sect is really admirable. It was their blessing that the Beiyue Sword Sect could have a disciple like Situ Daoyou. ”

The white-clothed scribe took a sip of tea and admired softly.

Although the swordsman in Tsing Yi repeatedly rejected his offer, the white-clothed scribe was not annoyed by this, but admired the swordsman in Tsing Yi more and more.

"Having said that, when exactly did your sect plan to launch this time to steal the origin of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's secret realm? If I wait any longer, I am afraid that there will be many dreams at night. The swordsman in green paused for a moment, and asked the white-clothed scribe as if he was a little worried.

"Hehe, Situ Daoyou don't have to worry. It won't keep you waiting too long. In fact, this time, the operation has already begun. Didn't Situ Daoyou also hear the sound of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect ringing the golden bell before? Daoyou can rest assured, he won't let you wait too long. ”

"Okay, then I'll see. The swordsman in Tsing Yi nodded, as if he had let go of a matter of concern.

And the white-clothed scribe had another cup of tea, and was smiling and pushing it to the table, and wanted to continue talking, when the door of the small attic was suddenly pushed open. Xu Zhenren ran in angrily.

"It's really unreasonable!" Xu Zhenren sat down next to the two of them angrily, lifted the tea on the table, like an old cow drinking water, and poured it directly into his stomach.

When the white-clothed scribe saw Xu Zhenren's movements, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly. But after a while, he still smiled and asked Xu Zhenren, "What's wrong with Xu Zhenren? When he went out just now, wasn't he okay? Why did he suddenly get so angry?"

"Hmph! It's not the guy you saw just now, who actually dared to confront me in public!" Xu Zhenren was still angry, and his words were full of cruelty, as if he wanted to tear Jin Tianhong apart and tear him apart, so that he would never be able to turn over, "This is also this extraordinary period." I don't have a good deal with him. If it's normal, I'm going to make him look good!"

"Oh, what happened, with Xu Zhenren's status in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect today, a mere spiritual realm cultivator would dare to contradict it?" the white-clothed scribe continued to ask with a smile.

"Hmm!" Xu Zhenren nodded and said, "I went down this time, originally to find someone to keep an eye on them, so that they don't run around." But the boy refused to be interested. ”

"Hehe, Xu Zhenren is really cautious. It's just a spiritual realm cultivator, what kind of storm can it set off?" the swordsman in Tsing Yi smiled a little disappreciatively.

"Hey, Situ Daoyou, that's not what I said. Although this person is only a spiritual realm cultivator, he is one of the candidates for the Twelve True Traditions in the inner gate. It's only one step away from becoming a true biography. Within the sect, even if it was an ordinary Jindan monk, there were not many who could overpower him in terms of status. What's more, his master is a quiet real person, and he is even more favored by several true monarchs in his own sect. So this person should definitely not be underestimated. ”

"What is his status in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and what does it have to do with us?" the Tsing Yi swordsman shrugged his shoulders again, still smiling disapprerovingly.

"If it's normal, of course it doesn't matter. But these are extraordinary times. This door is in danger, and the two of them are on an urgent task and cannot be exposed at will. Although Jin Tianhong and his master Shoujing Zhenren are also the core figures in the sect, who knows if they are spies?" Xu Zhenren frowned, and there was already a bit of blame in his tone when he spoke to the swordsman in Tsing Yi.

"Hehe......" The swordsman in Tsing Yi couldn't help but chuckle, and then he was swept by the white-clothed scribe at a glance.

"Well, what Xu Zhenren said is reasonable. So, what did Xu Zhenren do in the end?" the white-clothed scribe turned around and asked Xu Zhenren again.

"What else can I do? Then Jin Tianhong doesn't enter the oil and salt, he has to break in, what can I do, so I have to go with him." Xu Zhenren said rather depressedly.

"In this way, Xu Zhenren is helpless against them. Well...... Does Xu Zhenren know what this inner disciple is doing when he comes to Qianji Pavilion?" the white-clothed scribe pondered for a moment and asked Xu Zhenren again.

"What else can you do when you come to the Thousand Machines Pavilion? It's just a test of luck. Xu Zhenren pursed his lips, "There are also a few foreign sect monks around them. Among them was Li Shouyi of the Beiyue Sword Sect. I've seen this Li Shouyi before. When a group of disciples of the Beiyue Sword Sect came to visit the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, he often came to the Thousand Machines Pavilion. But he hasn't been here much these days. It is said that he is very familiar with Shoujing Zhenren, so he has been circling with Shoujing Zhenren. In my opinion, it was probably Shoujing Zhenren who was summoned away by Admiralty, and this old bastard had nothing to do, so he came here. Jin Tianhong is a disciple of Shoujing, and it is normal to serve by his side. ”

Xu Zhenren was obviously still angry, and when he spoke, he simply degraded Jin Tianhong into an errand runner.

"Hmm. If they just come to the Thousand Machines Pavilion to play two games, then Xu Zhenren shouldn't bother with them. When the big thing we are waiting for is done, Xu Zhenren will be the great hero who saved the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. At that time, let alone a mere spiritual realm monk, even if it is a real person, I am afraid that I will cry and beg for forgiveness. The white-clothed scribe said according to Xu Zhenren's heart.

After listening to what the white-clothed scribe said, Xu Zhenren really laughed and was very satisfied.

"Anyway, these guys are a bit weird. Since the two of you had noticed it earlier, I would let the people below keep an eye on it a little longer. Otherwise, if they find out about the two of them, it won't be good if something happens at this juncture. Xu Zhenren drank a cup of tea placed in front of him by the white-clothed scribe again, and then got up and walked out happily.

When Xu Zhenren walked away, the white-clothed scribe also got up, carefully closed the door, and waved his hand to place a layer of prohibition in the room, and then returned to the Tsing Yi swordsman.

"Situ Daoyou, I don't know if this Li Zhenren of the Beiyue Sword Sect, Daoyou, do you know. ”

"Hehe, naturally understood. He's my uncle. A man with excellent swordsmanship. In his early years, he majored in "Fighting the Righteous Law", and after achieving Jindan, he transferred to the "True Recipe of the Heavenly Star Sword". Well, his talent is considered to be middle and upper, and with a thousand years of practice, he should also be a figure who can become an immortal. Right now...... It should be the cultivation of a primordial infant level. I don't know if I sneaked the first catastrophe over. ”

"Hehe, if that's the case, then he's not worth mentioning. Hearing this, the white-clothed scribe nodded and smiled as if relieved.

"Hmm. You don't have to pay attention to my uncle. If you talk about cultivation, he may be considered good. But when it comes to wisdom, he's far behind. I'm a little worried, but it's the Xu Zhenren just now. You haven't told me what he's all about? Listening to his tone, it seems that he is loyal to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and I heard that he is still the son of the former head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Your sect uses him to work for your sect, aren't you afraid that he will turn against you?"

"It's even less of a concern. What loyalty is nothing more than an illusion for him. From the beginning, he was our man. The words of the white-clothed scribe surprised the swordsman in Tsing Yi.

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

"Hehe......" The white-clothed scribe smiled mysteriously, but refused to continue.

This seems to have made the swordsman in Tsing Yi curious. He looked at the white-clothed scribe with an itchy look: "Du Daoyou, you are not kind! I have joined hands with your sect, and everyone takes what they need." Your sect is hiding a hand here, so you can't believe me, right? Could it be that just because I refuse to join your sect, your sect will always guard against me?"

When the swordsman in Tsing Yi said the end, his tone was gradually getting heavier, and there was a chill in his eyes, as if as long as the white-clothed scribe on the opposite side said something wrong, he would draw his sword and shoot.

The air in the small attic suddenly became solemn, and the white-clothed scribe was no longer as relaxed as he had been. He couldn't help but curse in his heart. Originally, when the white-clothed scribe and the Tsing Yi swordsman got along very happily, they didn't know why those companions in the sect would rather face the dangerous task and fight with the powerful kendo Jin Dan of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect than face this Situ Jiankong, who seemed to be quite easy to get along with.

At that time, he felt that those companions were inevitably exaggerating Situ Jiankong's irritable side, and said that he was capricious and ruthless. I just think Situ Jiankong is quite easy to get along with. As long as it doesn't touch his scales, what is there to worry about?

But now as soon as Situ Jiankong's words just came out, the white-clothed scribe really broke out in a cold sweat. Because this Situ Jiankong is different from other people who are just empty words and threats. When he said those few words, he was really ready to take action! And over the years, this example of Situ Jiankong suddenly turning his face and killing his original ally is not one or two!

Moreover, don't look at this Situ Jiankong is still only a cultivator of the Jindan realm, he has a flying sword magic weapon on his body that is already infinitely close to the realm of true immortals! A supreme sword cultivator, plus a flying sword magic weapon that is close to the realm of true immortals, the combined power of the two, there is no need to say more, right?

This is a powerful existence that is enough to make the true immortals retreat!

Now, such a terrifying fellow was standing opposite him, ready to strike him with his sword at any moment. Only now can the white-clothed scribe truly appreciate the old saying - within ten steps, the enemy country is destroyed!

In front of this Tsing Yi swordsman who never plays cards according to common sense, no matter how powerful he is behind him, how amazing the backstage, what is the use of? Within ten steps, if he wants to take your life, what is the use of being a son of a heavenly immortal?

In the face of such a threat of death, the white-clothed scribe finally understood that his companions had made the right choice. In the face of those Jindan sword cultivators of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, they all know the roots, everyone is an enemy, and a big battle is enough. But facing this Tsing Yi sword cultivator is equivalent to facing a neurotic who doesn't know when it will attack!

Situ Daoyou's words were serious. We don't believe in the meaning of Situ Daoyou. The white-clothed scribe tried his best to squeeze out an amiable smile, for the sake of his own life, the white-clothed scribe knew that if he couldn't give Situ Jiankong an explanation today, I am afraid it would be difficult to get out of here alive.

Although the information related to this Xu Zhenren is indeed classified as "secret" in their organization. But the level of this "secret" is not very high, and it is definitely not the type that will be killed if it is leaked out.

What's more, now that their action against the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has been launched, Xu Zhenren's use value is almost over. Once this mission is completed, Xu Zhenren will completely lose its use value, so the "secret" about him will naturally become a worthless joke.

Sacrificing his life for something that might have a shelf life of only a few days at most, the white-clothed scribe felt that it was not worth it after carefully weighing it.

"If Situ Daoyou really wants to know about Xu Zhenren so much, it is not impossible to discuss, Situ Daoyou, please take a seat. "When the white scribe had made up his mind, he tried to make himself appear as calm and easy-going as possible.

His request was satisfied, and Situ Jiankong didn't seem to have any interest in beheading the white-clothed scribe. He sat down again at the table across from the white-clad scribe, and assumed a deaf look.