These eyes are as vast as heaven and earth, in which the sun rises and the moon sets, and the stars disillusion, as deep as the universe, as if to absorb everything in the eyes.

It took Xu Beiyou a great deal of effort to pull his eyes out of it, and then look at this person.

I saw that this person was probably not confused about his middle-aged appearance, with black hair and black beard, wearing a dark Taoist robe, and he looked at Xu Beiyou like this. In this hall at the top of the Sword Peak, if there were other people, eighty percent would feel that this person was in a daze, but Xu Beiyou knew very well in his heart that this person did see his existence.

Xu Beiyou couldn't understand why this person could see himself, after all, strictly speaking, Xu Beiyou didn't exist at this time, and even this world should be illusory.

The middle-aged Taoist sitting on the futon pinched his hands into fingers and said with a smile: "Poor Dao has finally met the Shangqing heir. ”

"I don't know who Your Excellency is?" Xu Beiyou subconsciously spoke, and in an instant, he remembered that he should not be able to speak at this time, but to his surprise, his voice actually sounded clearly in this hall.

Xu Beiyou turned his head suddenly.

I don't know when, behind him is no longer the square outside the palace, let alone the mountain road to the top of the sword peak, only a white expanse, when Xu Beiyou turned his head to look at the middle-aged Taoist, the Taoist continued: "Poor Dao is not the deity, just a wisp of divine thought clone, just a finger counting, has been waiting here for more than 2,000 years, just to wait for a destined person, but unfortunately the descendants of Yuqing will block this place, poor Dao has never been able to meet a destined person, so he can only stay here." ”

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said: "Back then, Shangqing and Yuqing fought each other, and the Shangqing line was full of people, and it was supposed to have the upper hand, but the Taiqing line, which should have adhered to the neutral position, turned to the Yuqing line, and the two lines joined forces, and the strength and weakness were immediately reversed, and the final victory and defeat were reversed, and the Shangqing line was defeated and lost, and had to leave West Kunlun and go to the East China Sea. ”

Xu Beiyou forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and asked tentatively: "Your Excellency is my predecessor in the Shangqing lineage?"

The middle-aged Taoist nodded and said, "My deity is indeed a person of the Shangqing. ”

Xu Beiyou was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "I am a faction of the Shangqing Dynasty, also known as the Sword Sect by the world, since the founding patriarch of the Shangqing Daojun, there have been sixteen generations of sect masters, five hundred years later, there are five generations of sect masters, respectively, the twelfth generation of the sect master Wu Yanzi, the thirteenth generation of the sect master Xu Lin, the fourteenth generation of the sect master Shangguan Xianchen, the fifteenth generation of the sect master Gongsun Zhongmou, and the younger generation Xu Beiyou Bucai, is the sixteenth generation of the sword sect master. ”

The middle-aged Daoist asked, "What about the seventeenth generation sect master?"

Xu Beiyou was stunned and said: "It has been less than a year since the younger generation inherited the position of the sect master, and there is only one disciple under the sect, and it is not as good as the crown, no matter the virtue, prestige, and cultivation, it is not enough to assume the position of the sect master, how can there be a seventeenth generation of the sect master?"

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head and said: "This is not that time, there is no Xu Beiyou in the world at this time, there is no Xu Beiyou, there is no sixteenth generation of sect masters, how can there be no seventeenth generation of sect masters?"

Xu Beiyou couldn't guess the thoughts of the person in front of him, so he could only answer truthfully: "This is a matter after the death, the younger generation is the person who was alive, and he doesn't know what happened after the death, and he doesn't know who the seventeenth generation sect master said by the predecessor is." ”

The middle-aged Taoist pointed out the heavenly opportunity but did not say a word, "Back then, the Taoist ancestor once said that Shangqing stopped at 16, Yuqing stopped at 15, and Taiqing stopped at 14. ”

Xu Beiyou was shocked and said: "If the younger generation remembers well, the current Taoist head of the sect is the fifteenth generation of the head of the sect, if it is according to what the predecessors said, wouldn't it be that the Xuanmen passed down by the Taoist ancestor will die out?"

Middle-aged Taoist humanitarian: "The dispute between Yuqing and Shangqing back then, in the final analysis, lies in the word 'orthodoxy', both of which want to claim to be orthodox as Daozu, and do not give in to each other, so they quarrel endlessly, and even fight, Yuqing Yimai After defeating and expelling Shangqing Yimai, he regarded himself as orthodox Daozu, and no one dared to oppose it. ”

Xu Beiyou was suddenly a little stunned, and said: "Dao ancestor preaching, it should be a family, because of the three Great Dao Jun, it is divided into three, if Shangqing stops at sixteen, Yuqing stops at fifteen, and Taiqing stops at fourteen, it is when the three veins are unified again, I don't know what the younger generation is talking about?"

The middle-aged Taoist stroked his beard slightly, nodded and said, "The child can be taught." ”

Xu Beiyou didn't know whether he was happy or sad for a while, and his mood was extremely complicated. Since he took over the mantle of the Sword Sect from his master, he was determined to revive the Sword Sect and take revenge on the Daomen, but now someone told him that the Sword Sect would die, and the Daomen would also die, wouldn't that be the end of the two together? If this is the case, what is the point of what he is doing now?

As if he saw what Xu Beiyou was thinking, the Taoist replied: "You don't have to worry, the grievances and grievances of the three veins have been entangled for two thousand years, and it will not be an overnight achievement to return to the family, there is no master of Shangqing, there is no lord of Yuqing, it does not mean that the two veins of Shangqing and Yuqing do not exist, the two veins will still stand strong in the world, if you want to truly achieve the unity of the three veins, you have to wait until one hundred and ninety years later......"

The words of the Taoist came to an abrupt end.

Xu Beiyou was confused when he heard it, and had to ask, "What will happen then?"

The Taoist shook his head and said: "If you can live to that time, you will naturally know that if you don't live to that time, whether you fly up and die, or turn into a handful of loess, it is already behind you, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

Xu Beiyou did not agree with the Taoist statement, and said with a smile: "No matter what happens after a hundred or hundreds of years after death, people live for a lifetime, they can't just live for themselves, they always have to plan for future generations, if they don't know, it's just that, but since they know, they must always do their best under the circumstances possible, so that they can be regarded as having a clear conscience." ”

The middle-aged Taoist was noncommittal to Xu Beiyou's words, neither in favor nor against, but said: "Manpower is sometimes poor, even if it is an immortal in the sky, it is the same, if you are like this, you will only let yourself be burdened with a thousand pounds, and it will be difficult to find ease in the end." ”

Xu Beiyou hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but say: "The junior has been thinking just now, which ancestor is the predecessor who can know such a heavenly opportunity. ”

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said nothing.

Xu Beiyou asked tentatively: "Do the seniors know the purpose of the juniors coming here?"

The middle-aged Taoist said indifferently: "It's nothing more than looking for an opportunity to achieve the so-called Buddhist golden body." ”

Xu Beiyou's breath condensed.

The middle-aged Taoist flicked his fingers lightly and laughed softly: "The Dao is so big, far from the way of the Dao Ancestor's family, the same is true for cultivation, you don't have to be confined to one family, you can also learn from the strengths of all families, seek common ground while reserving differences, and touch the like." ”

Then the Taoist looked at Xu Beiyou and asked, "Do you know who the deity of the poor path is?"

Xu Beiyou looked hesitant and frowned: "The junior doesn't know, the junior thought that the senior was the Shangqing Daojun, but now after hearing the words of the senior, he is not sure." ”

The middle-aged Taoist smiled faintly, and light began to pour out around his body.

After a while, the brilliance dissipated, and the Taoist was already very different, with the light of merit born in the back of his head, dressed in a light green Taoist robe, and holding a sword in his arms.

That sword, Xu Beiyou is very familiar, because not long ago, he also invited this sword to fight against the Five Heavenly Emperors of the Dust Leaf.

The Taoist smiled lightly: "The poor road is clear." ”