Jiang Jianqiu, Ling Shengxue and the others had never heard the master talk about the old things, although they didn't know why he suddenly mentioned it at this moment, but this history was indeed very unfamiliar, and they couldn't help but stare at the master intently at this moment, listening to him tell the story.

"Later, there was a group of Terran monks, young and vigorous, who were not willing to fall into the hands of the demon clan in this world, so they resisted in groups. At that time, there were a total of seven people, led by Emperor Ri, the lord of Chaoge City, and later people called them the 'Seven Sages of the Demon Tide'. ”

Jiang Jianqiu and the others couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, they more or less knew that their master was a top big man in the demon tide back then, but now that they heard this passage from his mouth, they were still a little emotional.

"These seven people made a bloody alliance and made an oath not to give up until the demon clan was completely expelled. The battle with the demon clan became more and more intense, the fame of these seven people became bigger and bigger, there were more and more people following them, and everyone's differences were getting bigger and bigger, but in the end they still succeeded in driving the demon clan back to the southern wilderness and returning the world to a peaceful world. ”

Ling Nanzi picked up the ebony knife in the jade box and rubbed it gently, as if reminiscing about the past years, "This knife is the token of the seven of us when we swore an oath in the past, and I am the one who holds the sword and keeps the oath." When I left Asaka, I left this knife in Asaka Castle, but now it is back in my hands. ”

There seemed to be a light flashing in the corner of Ling Nanzi's eyes, Jiang Jianqiu couldn't help but be surprised, Master cried?

"I thought I could put down this knife, but I didn't think that I would not be able to escape the fate of holding the knife in this life. Ling Nanzi's voice trembled a little, he turned his head to look at Wan Qing, and said, "Your father, Wan Shanhe, was one of the Seven Saints in the past, and he was the commander of the Chaoge Praetorian Guard. He was also my best brother in the past, and saved me from the brink of life and death many times. ”

Wan Qing was stunned, his father turned out to be a person who sang songs! No one had ever mentioned it to him!

Ling Nanzi took a deep breath, calmed his mood, and looked at Wan Qing, his voice suddenly became clear and calm: "Right now, your father is going to rebel and trap all living beings in the world in flames. He has broken his old oath, and I, as the bearer of the sword, must obey the oath of the day...... Remove it!"

The last two words, Ling Nanzi seemed to grit his teeth and said them, his voice was dull and cold, and everyone was terrified when they heard it.

Wan Qing was shocked, stood up violently and said loudly: "Impossible, it must be that traitor who is framing my father again!"

As soon as Ling Nanzi raised his hand, a ray of light shot out from between his fingers, coiling around Wan Qing's body like a snake, Wan Qing only felt that his body was tight, and he couldn't move a bit, and fell straight back into the seat.

"Now the evidence is conclusive, and there is no need to doubt it. Despite my hard persuasion in the past two days, your father still insisted on going his own way, and now he is ready to send an arrow. I wanted to get out of the way and take you back to Huaishan. I can't think of this ......" Ling Nanzi looked at the ebony knife in his hand, smiled bitterly and said, "Yin Hou, what a good means......"

"No, Master! Something must be wrong!" Wan Qing lay in the chair, unable to move, but already with tears in her eyes. Back then, someone framed his father for rebellion, causing him to lose his only younger brother, and now some people say that his father rebelled, and he is going to lose his relatives again? Even this last family affection is not left to him, so what is the purpose of trembling and concentrating on cultivation on Huai Mountain for the past 12 years?!

"This spiritual binding will naturally be untied after twelve hours, and the matter of Chengjing should be over by then. At that time, you are willing to return to Huaishan with me, or leave by yourself. Ling Nanzi looked at Wan Qing, his beloved apprentice for twelve years, and tears already flashed in the corners of his eyes, "Master only hopes that you will not get involved in this battle that has nothing to do with you, and you will live well." ”

After speaking, Ling Nanzi waved his long sleeves, and a strong wind wrapped Jiang Jianqiu, Ling Shengxue and Chen Feng, and several people turned into a white rainbow, soared into the sky, and disappeared in the direction of Chengjing in an instant.

Wan Qing was tied to the chair by the Spirit Binding Five Flowers, crying hoarsely, and the voice was transmitted between this barren world, looking so powerless.

"Wan Shanhe is now putting the Emperor of Tang Kingdom under house arrest in the palace, my goal is too obvious, it is not suitable to sneak in, the three of you are not recognized, sneak into the palace in a while, and find a way to bring the emperor out, so that there may be a little room for maneuver. Ling Nanzi took Jiang Jianqiu and the others to fly in the air, and said to a few people.

Jiang Jianqiu's mind was still in chaos at the moment, Senior Brother Wan's master was going to rebel? Master was going to kill Senior Brother Wan's father? What was the situation? Didn't everyone wave goodbye in the morning, didn't they wake up yet, and were having nightmares? He slapped himself hard, and his face turned red with a "snap", Jiang Jianqiu grinned in pain, covering his face and humming and not knowing what he was talking about.

"Father-in-law, how do we communicate with you?" Ling Shengxue was still extremely calm, and did not show any panic.

Ling Nanzi took out a dark green jade pendant from his arms and said, "This is the Shadow Jade, two by two, if you succeed in a while, you will crush this jade, and your father will naturally know about it." ”

Ling Shengxue nodded, took the shadow jade into her arms, and then asked, "Father-in-law, what are you going to do now?"

"What are we ......" Ling Nanzi looked at Chengjing City in front of him, and said lightly: "I'll make some moves, attract attention, and create some opportunities for you." ”

On the official road leading to Chengjing, a group of people stood on the side of the road, one of them a middle-aged scribe wearing a brocade robe, and his action instructions were full of grandeur and looked quite imposing.

"The things have already been delivered?" asked the brocade-clad scribe, looking at the kneeling man in front of him. Kneeling in front of him was the middle-aged man who had sent Ling Nanzi the ebony knife before.

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "It's delivered, and Master Ling has also accepted it." ”

The brocade-clothed scribe nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand, and let the man go down. A person behind him stepped forward and asked, "Master Hou, how can you be so sure that with just one ebony knife, then Ling Nanzi will definitely solve the Wanshan River for us?"

The brocade-clothed scribe smiled slightly and said, "I know him too well, and his dedication to righteousness surpasses everything, even if I don't send this ebony knife over, he will still be unable to stay out of it." ”

At this moment, a cloud of smoke floated around this group of people, and a man in black appeared out of thin air, and the brocade-clothed scribe looked at the man in black and nodded, and said, "Luo Mo, how is the situation over there Ling Nanzi?"

This black-clothed man was the Luo Demon that Jiang Jianqiu had met on the mountain behind Huai Mountain before, and he clenched his fists and said: "The subordinates were lurking on the side to observe before, Ling Nanzi has already tied Wan Qing in that teahouse at this moment, and returned to Chengjing with the other disciples Yukong. ”

The brocade-clothed scribe nodded and said, "Okay, it seems that a great chaos in Chengjing is imminent! You should immediately return to Chengjing, gather the lurking men, and use the chaos to wipe out those subordinates of Wanshan River!"

Luo Mo answered, turning into a cloud of smoke and disappearing into the wind.

The brocade-clothed scribe pondered for a moment, and then instructed the man who had given him the ebony knife before, "You will rush to the teahouse in a moment, untie Wan Qing, and give him another horse." ”

The middle-aged man agreed, turned on his horse, and went back in the direction he came.

The brocade-clothed scribe looked at the distant horizon and said to himself: "Family, at the last moment, it is still a good ...... to be together" (to be continued.) )