In the dimly lit secret room, Ding Chunqiu did not practice as usual, but sat quietly on the futon looking at a painting, the whole person was motionless, the spirit of the whole body was restrained, and there was no trace of vitality.

Several oil lamps lit up the open space, and the slightly flickering flames exuded a hint of warmth. After a long time, Ding Chunqiu let out a sigh, he put down the painting in his hand, and muttered to himself, "Ancestor, what kind of person are you?"

This is a figure painting, although there is only one back, but the master's painting skills still paint the momentum of the person in the painting. The heavy brushwork, the shallow lines, and the incomparable power are all telling the world that the people in the paintings are not simple.

Ding Chunqiu forcibly retracted his consciousness, he put the painting in his hand on the table next to him, and then slapped his palm on the picture, shaking the table slightly. "Wuyazi, one day I will hit the Ethereal Peak. You wait for me, this day is not far off. ”

Ding Chunqiu got up, regardless of the paintings, and walked out of the secret room without nostalgia, and the door closed suddenly. His figure paused, "Order, tomorrow, I will wait for the Tantric envoy in the main hall." ”

There were vague fluctuations in the air, and Ding Chunqiu knew that someone had already gone down to convey his meaning. The corners of his mouth tugged at an indifferent sneer, and he took firm steps again, as if there was nothing left to affect him.

In fact, he was also faintly worried in his heart, Li Canghai's appearance made him very uneasy, especially after listening to Pan Dao's analysis, he felt that his great cause would not seem to be so smooth. Ding Chunqiu clearly knew that Wu Xingyun must have something to hide from him, and he must have something to know about the inside story of the Easy Sect, but the other party didn't want to share it, and there was no way for him.

Ding Chunqiu really didn't care about Li Canghai, even if he knew that it might have an impact on his great cause of unifying martial arts, he was not in a hurry. Because he also understands that Li Canghai's appearance is for Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui. The impact is greater. Even he can be sure that Li Canghai is also very important to Wuyazi, so this can be regarded as giving him an opportunity to use the time of their infighting and mutual restraint to speed up the unification of the rivers and lakes.

Ding Chunqiu left, and everything here calmed down. Even the paintings in the secret room were lying down peacefully, and I saw a figure standing proudly on the top of the mountain, although his back was to everyone, but his breath that melted into heaven and earth jumped on the paper. On the side of the painting, there are several large characters, respecting the teacher Xiaoyaozi. And the pen is boundless. This is a picture of the master drawn by Wu Yazi.

The night, the cold wind blows, the moon, the black clouds cover. Pan Dao accompanied Dugu Xiaomeng to finish eating, and after settling her, he returned to his cabin, he did not rest, but meditated and practiced.

Today's incident reminded him that his martial arts skills were not high, and he couldn't even do the only self-preservation. Don't talk about Wu Xingyun. Ding Chunqiu, a top congenital-level master, even the Tantric Ajram, can't win, not to mention that there is a lama named Yangjue Jialuo who has not appeared.

Pan Daoyun used his innate skills, and his true qi traveled around the sky. This is his main exercise, which cannot be abandoned, and then driven by the internal breath flow, the exercises of the Phaseless Divine Skill gradually operate independently. This is also a mastery that is a pity to give up, and it must be practiced. After all, we will have to rely on this in the future.

Ding Yiyun returned to his practice room early, and did not even leave his closest subordinates and junior disciples, but quickly sat up and began to repair the internal injuries of his body, and his true qi traveled in the meridians, making people comfortable.

If today is a reminder and warning to Pan Dao, it is pain and shame. Ding Yiyun didn't blame anyone, he was used to the way the Star Sect dealt with it, but as long as he had the opportunity, he could also definitely sue himself and take revenge.

Ding Yiyun thought of Tantra, they came to form an alliance with the Xingzhu Sect in order to attack Shaolin, which was consistent with Ding Chunqiu's idea, they could cooperate with each other, but they didn't have to guess and knew that no one would trust anyone. Ding Yiyun didn't like these tantric monks, so he didn't choose to cooperate with the other party, in this case, not to mention what Ding Chunqiu would think and do if he knew, he didn't dare to cooperate with Tantra, the difference in strength between the two sides was too large, and it was completely impossible to have equal rights. And Ding Yiyun was also worried, for fear that Tantra's ambition would be too great, and after destroying Shaolin, he would turn against the Xingzhu Sect, and then he and the Sun and Moon Divine Sect would be in the same pot, so he wouldn't even have a place to cry.

Ding Yiyun is a hero, he can also afford to let go, in the first minute, he wanted to continue to kill Pan Dao with the incident of Ah Zi Thief Ding, but at the next moment, he chose to cooperate with Pan Dao, in order to break away from Ding Chunqiu together, and to be able to share some benefits under the control of Tantra.

After a sleepless night, the next day soon came, and the star faction under the sun became vibrant and full of vitality. Countless disciples began their morning classes for the day, practicing martial arts, rehearsing formations, and persevering for the next action.

The road has never changed here, it is only the people who have changed. Pan Dao walked through the path and turned a corner, and Ding Yiyun, who was walking towards him, was also stunned when he saw it, but he quickly smiled, "Ding Yiyun, you are very early." ”

Ding Yiyun seemed to know what Pan Dao was doing, and he also chuckled, "It turned out to be the acting head." Then let's go together. Looking in the direction in which the road was coming, he didn't care about the invitation.

Pan Dao just nodded, and walked side by side with Ding Yiyun, looking at the other party's elegant expression and indifferent temperament, he couldn't help but say, "Ding Yiyun, are you tired like this?"

Ding Yiyun would have thought that the other party asked such a question, and he didn't know how to answer it for a while, until he took a few steps, he stared at Pan Dao and said, "Then you don't pretend to look like this? Are you tired?" ”

Pan Dao was instantly dumbfounded, who in the Star Sect was not wearing a mask, and who could be sincere in his efforts. "You're right. Let's go and see our new friend, the messenger of Tantra. ”

Ding Yiyun didn't say anything, he just glanced at Pan Dao, his body shape and footsteps unchanged as he moved forward. After a while, the two of them came to the edge of the wing, and were about to knock on the door, when the person inside opened the door.

Pan Dao hurriedly took a step, he hugged his fists and said, "Living Buddha, please." Ajram smiled and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, there is a Raupan donor and a Ding donor." After speaking, he was not polite, and walked away. Behind him walked out were the four innate masters who were protecting him, and Pan Dao found out and looked at Gu Mozhi carefully.

Gu Mozhi's face was still a little pale, and his overnight luck did not make his injuries intact, but the bearing of the innate master still made his image look extraordinarily strong. Sensing Pan Dao's gaze, Gu Mozhi's wide monk's robe trembled slightly, he slightly blocked his haggard face, and saluted with one hand, "The little monk has seen Master Pan Shi. ”

Pan Dao also returned the salute, "I've seen Master Kumachi. "Although I don't like him, I still have the politeness I should have. A smile tugged at the corners of Ajram's mouth, but he didn't say much.

Ding Yiyun didn't know how to say anything, he just came to take a formality, and used it to say that the star Su faction paid attention to them, so soon he and Pan Dao led the way in front of him. And everyone didn't say a word in line with the principle of silence, and before they knew it, they came to the main hall of the Star Sect.

A smoke-free war is about to begin. (To be continued......)