After Xu Beiyou returned to the room, he was always a little restless when he read the book, put down the volume of "Commentary on the Thirteen Classics" in his hand, and got up to push the window to look at the moon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The bright moon is bright, as complete as a jade plate, it is a reunion scene, but it is difficult to make Xu Beiyou feel happy, but there is a faint sadness lingering in his heart.

Xu Beiyou now somewhat understands why Master likes to drink, and even learned the art of winemaking specifically for this. Sometimes drinking alcohol can not relieve worries, but it can help people let go of the burden in their hearts, even if it is only temporarily put down, it can also make people have a moment of relaxation and leisure, or how would the ancients say, how to solve worries, only the things in this cup.

The corners of Xu Beiyou's mouth flashed with a trace of helpless bitterness, the things he was carrying were not much, but not much, a sword sect, but then again, how difficult it was to carry the sword sect over the mountain of Daomen? The cultivation world is above the rivers and lakes, and there has never been a statement that one person's force alone can suppress the entire cultivation world, even if he Xu Beiyou becomes one of the few great sword immortals in the world, so what can he do? Daomen is not only one real person in charge of the sect, known as thirty great real people, even if you are the first in the world, what can you do?

Throughout the ages, there are only three opportunities for the sects at the level of the "Three Religions" to fall, or two sects that are almost the same as each other to fight to the death, just like Confucianism and Xuanjiao back then, which eventually led to the disintegration of Confucianism. Either it was their own internal strife, just like the sword dispute between the Daomen back then, the ancestor of the Sword Sect suppressed the twenty-four great true people with one sword, and led the disciples to betray the Daomen. Then there is the change in the general trend of the world, which must involve the level of qi luck and luck, so that it is possible for these sects to rise or decline, such as the Daomen that took advantage of the situation in the last years of Dazheng.

But if it is decided at the beginning today, as the so-called long-term union must be divided, and long-term unity must be united, far from the time when the world is in turmoil, will Xu Beiyou have to stay up and wait for more than 100 years or even 200 years? Let's not talk about whether Xu Beiyou can live that long, and whether there will be this opportunity in a few hundred years, let's just say that the years are ruthless, and whether Xu Beiyou still remembers the beginning of the day at that time has to be said.

Xu Beiyou now wants to challenge the Daomen by himself, it is difficult, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky, and even more difficult than ascending to the sky, so Han Xuan will let him borrow the power of the imperial court, and only the imperial court with Tianji Pavilion, the Secret Guard Mansion and most of the Confucian sects in the world has the confidence to wrestle with the Daomen.

After watching the moon for half an hour, Xu Beiyou still didn't feel sleepy, and simply sat on the roof of the inn with a pot of wine, looking at the mansion of the magnates in the inner city in the distance.

Xu Beiyou looked at the wine jug in his hand, hesitated for a moment, he didn't drink before, and he didn't want to drink, because he didn't have anything in his heart at that time, and he was at ease. Now he wants to drink, and he makes an exception to drink again and again, because at this time he has a lot of things in his heart, and the whole person is very "heavy".

In the end, Xu Beiyou still poured a big sip of wine, raised his sleeve to wipe off the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, only felt so happy, and said to himself with a smile: "Master, when you were alive, you always said how the master and ancestor were, in my opinion, you are no worse than the master, of course, with your two ancestors in front, I can't be too disrespectful to the descendants, since I have taken over your mantle, then I have to go to your level, the blue is blue, even if it can't be better than the blue, it can't be inferior to the blue." ”

On the eaves of the street away from here, there were several figures lying in the shadows, and one of them held a folding fan and fanned it a few times, frowning: "Senior sister, can you see the depth of this person?"

The figure known as the senior sister was Wu Yu, she shook her head, her face was a little solemn, and she didn't speak.

The figure holding a folding fan was a woman with the surname Ximen, and she asked again: "Senior sister, what do you mean by the master letting us stay here?"

Wu Yu shook his head lightly and said: "I don't know, but this time the master is very abnormal, every time I ask about it, she will flicker, this time she will not listen to my persuasion and insist on going to see the Wucheng Heavenly Official of the Demon Suppression Hall in person, how can the Demon Suppression Hall be easy to get along? Not to mention us outsiders, even the people in the Dao Sect are also afraid of it, and working with them is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger, and if you are not careful, you will be swallowed into your stomach with a bone. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wu Yu suddenly grabbed the saber at his waist and widened his eyes.

A tall figure with a whole body black fell from the sky like a meteor, smashing a circle of visible ripples on the roof without hurting the tiles in the slightest, this ability to lift weights is beyond the scope of the first-class realm, but this is not what surprised Wu Yu, what really shocked Wu Yu was that the person was holding a person in his hand, which was his master.

The owner of Yanyu Building is a ***** but at this time, his eyes are closed, his face is pale, and he is grabbed by the neck by the man and does not know whether he is alive or dead.

After seeing this scene, several junior sisters behind Wu Yu shouted: "Let go of my master", and drew their swords one after another.

"Don't go!" Before Wu Yu's words fell, he saw that the tall figure knocked several of his junior sisters to the ground with a wave of his hand, and laughed mockingly: "Even with your little Yanyu Building, you dare to be the enemy of my Daomen?"

Wu Yu took a deep breath, slowly walked out of the shadows, and said without being humble or arrogant: "It turned out to be a Wucheng Heavenly Official, you are a senior in the cultivation world, why do you have to meet these juniors in general?

The person who came was the Wucheng Heavenly Official, he lifted the beautiful woman in his hand, squinted his eyes and sneered: "It's not offensive to talk about, but in the name of helping, she tried to spy on the secrets of my Demon Suppression Palace, and she should be punished." ”

Wu Yu clenched the hilt of her sword, her face turned pale, she couldn't understand why her master obviously wanted to form a good relationship with the Daomen, how could it become a snooping on the secrets of the Demon Suppression Hall in the blink of an eye, was it true? Or was it a deliberate planting by the Demon Suppression Hall to take advantage of the situation to eat Yanyulou? But if it was the latter, it would be a violation of the rules set by the Daomen themselves, and she would not be afraid of being criticized and held accountable by several other major sects?

In this world, the Taoist gate is the truth, and the court is the rule. There is no reason that does not follow the rules, and there is no rule that does not reason.

Wu Yu said with difficulty: "Is there any misunderstanding in this......?

Wucheng Tianguan restrained the smile on his face, and said calmly: "There is no misunderstanding, for the sake of your father's face, I might as well make it clear to you that your master is not a person from Qizhou, but an authentic post-construction woman, twenty years ago, she was ordered to come to Qizhou to join Yanyulou, this time she was ordered by her master behind the scenes to spy on my Demon Suppression Palace, as for her master, I think you will not be unfamiliar with it, it is the famous Xuanjiao Sect leader Murong Xuanyin." ”

This time, Wu Yuke was really struck by lightning, of course she had heard of Murong Xuanyin's name, Murong Xuanyin and the Sword Sect Sect Master Gongsun Zhongmou, as well as the former Daomen Dazhen Qingchen, collectively known as the three major demons, and the identity was even more noble, the Xuanjiao Sect Master, that was the identity of the Daomen Sect Sect Sect Sect Leader on an equal footing, and even outside the Northwest Sai, the reputation was a little louder than the Sect Leader.

It's a pity that this is Qizhou, the Central Plains.

This is the world of the Daomen, let Murong Xuanyin cultivate to the sky, sit on the Xuanjiao, and can't do whatever he wants.

Wu Yu smiled sadly, "What is the senior going to do with the family teacher, can you spare her life?"

Wucheng Tianguan said unhurriedly: "The three major demons, Qingchen disappeared, Gongsun Zhongmou ambushed, Murong Xuanyin was seriously injured, and he had already shrunk back to the Qingying Palace to heal his injuries, how could he come out for a servant girl, naturally he would bring them back to the Demon Suppression Hall for detailed interrogation, or kill them directly." ”

Just when Wucheng Tianguan was full of pride, a somewhat untimely voice sounded, with a bit of undisguised ridicule: "The archdeacon of the Demon Suppression Palace, Wucheng Tianguan, is really a big mouth, it is the three major demons at every turn, open your mouth Gongsun Zhongmou, shut up Murong Xuanyin, do you think you are the hall master of the Demon Suppression Palace, or the head of the Dao Sect? Do you dare to say these words in front of Murong Xuanyin?"