Outside the gate of Huaishan Pai, in a sea of bitter stems and grass, Jiang Jianqiu was lying on a meadow, holding a thatch, lazily basking in the afternoon sun. In the morning, the words of the second senior brother always surrounded his ears.

Jiang Jianqiu lay on the meadow with a frown, surrounded by the strong spicy smell unique to bitter stalk grass. The withered trees around the main hall, the sound of self-muttering in the middle of the night, and the depressed expression of the master...... The more Jiang Jianqiu thought about it, the more upset he became, and for a while he felt that his head was about to blow up.

"Forget it! just go and ask Master directly!" Jiang Jianqiu made up his mind, turned over and stood up from the meadow, and walked in the direction of the Huaishan Sect Mountain Gate.

"What, Master, has a guest visiting?" Jiang Jianqiu stared at the little junior brother on duty with a pair of big eyes and an incredible expression, he hadn't seen an outsider in this Huaishan for a year and a half, how could he have met it when he had something to do today!

The little junior brother looked at Jiang Jianqiu with an innocent expression and said, "I don't know, Master suddenly ordered him to come down earlier today, saying that there are guests visiting, and no one is allowed to go into the hall to disturb!"

The apse was filled with smoke, and on one of the square tables were two ink-colored teacups, and a fragrant tea fragrance wafted into the surrounding air, which made people feel refreshed.

"Good tea. On the side of the small table, a brocade-clothed scribe sat on a wooden chair, bowed his head slightly, and said, "I didn't expect Brother Ling to have such good tea here." ”

Ling Nanzi, who had a white beard, sat opposite him, snorted in a low voice, and said, "I am poor and remote here, and I don't have any family background, and it is comparable to your Chaoge treasures." ”

The brocade-clothed scribe smiled indifferently and said, "If you have anything to look at in Chaoge City, say hello, and I will immediately send someone to send the Huaishan faction." ”

Ling Nanzi's face was still cold, and he said in a deep voice: "The Huaishan Sect has been established for thirty years, this is the first time you have come here, you are in a high position, you can't come to me to ask for a cup of tea, what is the matter?"

The brocade-clothed scribe took a sip of the teacup, nodded, and said: "Wan Shanhe ended up like this, in the final analysis, he came out step by step, and I just followed the way of heaven and tried my best to maintain the peaceful world of Zhongzhou." You and I both know that the demon clan is always eyeing each other, and Zhongzhou can't withstand any war consumption. ”

"What nonsense!" Ling Nanzi slapped the table heavily and said loudly: "If it weren't for your constant efforts over the years, how would Wanshanhe have come to the last step!"

The brocade-clothed scribe's face changed, and he seemed to be a little displeased, but in the end he held back and did not have a seizure. After a moment of silence, he spoke: "We turned our faces thirty years ago because of this matter, and now I don't want to say more about who is right and who is wrong, everything in this world has its own destiny, Brother Ling, don't overindulge in the past anymore." ”

The hall was filled with smoke, and even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard, and after a long time, Ling Nanzi let out a long sigh and said, "Sometimes I wonder if it would be better if I had returned to the mountains and forests after the battle of the Endless Mountains and did not return to Chaoge?"

The brocade-clothed scribe frowned, looked at Ling Nanzi and said, "If it weren't for everyone joining forces to get rid of the Japanese Emperor back then, Zhongzhou would not be what it is now, and you were not a fool before the big right and wrong!"

Ling Nanzi shook his head, his eyes revealed deep exhaustion, and said lightly: "I don't regret what I did back then, but if this life is over, will it be easier......

The brocade-clothed scribe looked at Ling Nanzi with incredible eyes, and said in surprise: "You have always been the most insistent on the word righteousness. Now the situation in Middle-earth is still dangerous, and someone needs to step forward and turn the tide! At this moment, you actually have the intention of retreating? Could it be ...... Is it that the Great Wilderness Sutra is already a little uncontrollable?"

Ling Nanzi shook his head and said, "Everything is fine in my body with the Great Wilderness Sutra. It's just that recently, I often dream of Brother Wan, and I dream of the time when everyone fought together in blood, and I feel a little inexplicably lonely after waking up. ”

The brocade-clothed scribe's brows furrowed even deeper, and he looked at Ling Nanzi and asked, "Then some strange things that happened to the Huaishan Sect rumored outside are indeed true?"

Ling Nanzi sneered and said, "There is no need to mention any rumors, I have long known the eyes and ears you have planted in this Huaishan faction, but that person has no bad deeds, so I will turn a blind eye, you don't have to bother to cover it up!"

The brocade-clothed scribe's expression remained unchanged, and he continued: "Big brother, it's better to hand over the Great Wilderness Sutra to me, and I'll take it back to Chaoge and seal it under the deer platform." ”

Ling Nanzi was shocked when he heard this, looked at the brocade-clothed scribe and said, "It is absolutely impossible to hand over the Great Wilderness Sutra to you! You are too similar to your master, it is hard to guarantee that you will not become the second Emperor of the Sun!"

The brocade-clothed scribe said: "This Great Wilderness Sutra is like a double-edged sword, if you control the magic power in it, then you will have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, but if you are swallowed by this magic power in turn, then in the end you will only end up in a place of no return! ”

Ling Nanzi sneered and said, "I said that you came all the way to Huaishan for something, it turned out that you were paying attention to this Great Desolation Sutra! You are too ambitious and too confident, if you make a mistake, you will become the second Emperor of the Sun." Now that the Great Wilderness Sutra is here, I can still restrain you, if this Great Wilderness Sutra is handed over to you, I am afraid that no one in this world can compete with you!"

The brocade-clothed scribe smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that you still don't trust me, back then the seven of us swore an alliance, who did you really trust? Now that the Emperor of the Sun and Wan Shanhe are dead, the Blood River is locked in the Extreme North Ice Prison, and the whereabouts of Ling Tianfeng and Mo Linglong are unknown, there are only you and me left in the huge world, so why bother targeting each other, after all, the door of creation is about to open, don't you want to leap into the dragon gate and become a saint?"

Ling Nanzi listened to the familiar names, and his eyes became a little ethereal, but when he heard the words "Gate of Creation", his eyes immediately froze, and he said sharply: "In short, I will do my best to keep this Great Desolation Scripture!

The brocade-clothed scribe sighed and looked at Ling Nanzi to stop talking. After a long time, a sudden breeze blew, and the place where the brocade-clothed scribe was sitting was empty, except for the cup of tea, which was still steaming upward.

Ling Nanzi sat there silently, and after a long time, he took out an object from his arms and put it in front of his eyes, this thing was more than seven inches long, and the whole body was jet black, but it turned out to be the oath keeping knife made of ebony, but at this time, a deep crack opened on the blade at some point, extending straight down from the top, and it had occupied eighty percent of the size of the blade, and it had almost split the entire knife in half.

Ling Nanzi stroked the jet-black wooden knife in his hand and muttered, "There is not much time left...... It seems that we have to plan ahead. (To be continued.) )