Tian Yuan

"It's absolutely true." Lao Bushi replied: "If there is even half a sentence that is false, the Great Pessimism will never be peaceful and the inheritance will be cut off."

Good guy, it's hard for Dugu Changkong to believe this kind of words.

Looking deeply at the old immortal, I feel complicated.

"Why didn't I realize you were so courageous before?"

Dugu Changkong sighed.

"You and I don't talk much, so naturally we don't understand."

Immortal said.

"If Qingzong really takes away all the resources, the Great Pessimism will inevitably decline."

Dugu Changkong is still probing, as long as Laobushi shows something wrong, he will definitely doubt it and will not take it seriously.

"It's better to be in decline than to destroy the clan. Moreover, if the descendants of future generations have the ability, they can slowly accumulate resources and rebuild the family business."

For the sake of a pessimistic future, Lao Bushi would rather let the sect decline, and he doesn't want all the disciples of the sect to end up being slaughtered.

Dugu Changkong was silent.

The cave is quiet and you can hear needles falling.

The two old guys are almost [-] years old together, the city is extremely deep, and each has its own intentions.

After a long time, Dugu Changkong raised his head and said, "Is there any wine?"

"Swish"

There was a slight smile on the corner of Lao Bushi's mouth, and with a flick of his sleeve, two jugs of good wine appeared on the table: "The top-quality Liu Nanchun has been preserved for tens of thousands of years with secret methods. It is extremely fragrant and mellow, and it is hard to find in the world."

"Then I have to taste it."

Dugu Changkong opened the wine seal.

In an instant, the rich aroma of wine spread to all parts of the cave, filling the tip of the nose, making people feel a little drunk after smelling it.

"Drink slowly, there is not much wine."

Seeing Dugu Changkong gulping down his drink, Lao Busi advised with a little distress.

"You even gave Qingzong the whole background of pessimism, and you still care about a little drink?" Dugu Changkong joked: "Besides, you will die in a few days. I will drink more for you, so as not to be taken away by you." Went to the coffin, waste."

"..."

Makes sense.

The old man was speechless.

The two looked at each other, toasted and drank.Although they didn't speak, they looked at each other and smiled.

In a trance, they returned to when they were young, full of vigor, pointing the country.

One sticks to his heart for Qingzong's will, maintains the body of a boy all his life, and walks the road of mortals without being stained by a cloud.

A woman who never married for the sake of her beloved, often secretly went to the woman's grave to pay respects, sighed and was speechless.

The two are rivals in love, but not real enemies.

If there is no grievance or resentment in the matter of love, the two parties will definitely become very good friends, even confidants.

"Hey! I take it as your promise."

After drinking for three rounds, Laobushi put down his wine glass, speaking with a trace of apprehension, for fear that Dugu Changkong would not agree.

"Two conditions."

Dugu Changkong stretched out two fingers.

"You said."

The old immortal stood in awe, his whole body tensed up.

"First, half of the pessimistic family fortune."

Dugu Changkong said.

"can."

Old Immortal nodded and agreed without hesitation.

Half of the family property is already very good.Although the great pessimism hurts the muscles and bones, the root is still there and can be recovered slowly.

"Secondly, I will protect Chen Qingyuan and Wu Junyan at all costs. Even in the face of powerful enemies from all walks of life, Dapesimian must stick to this point."

This is the real purpose of Dugu Changkong.

To resolve grievances, it can be discussed.The premise is to have the courage to fight against the powerful in the world, so that the descendants of Qingzong can grow up.

Hearing this, Old Immortal fell silent.

It's not that he refuses to agree, but that he can't guarantee it.

Waiting for the death of the old man, if the pessimistic person is obedient and contradictory, and he does one thing on the surface, then he is not violating the agreement.At that time, the old and immortal will become a corpse, so what can be used to restrain the people in the sect.

Even if the pessimistic high-level executives are forced to make an oath, it is difficult to prevent people's hearts.

"The second condition, I hope that the Great Pessimism can be achieved, but it is difficult to guarantee."

The old immortal sighed.

"It depends on your ability." Dugu Changkong understands the embarrassment of the old immortal. The huge sect has many factions and is not of one mind: "It won't be long before my life will come to an end. If you want to resolve the great pessimism The grievances are naturally judged by the descendants of Qingzong. If the Great Pessimism fails to fulfill the agreement with all its heart, it will be resolved by the descendants of the next generation."

"People go to the building, I don't know if future generations will listen to what I say, a bad old man."

Lao Bushi really wants to make the Great Pessimism last forever. From his eyesight, it can be seen that Qingzong's rise is unstoppable.If we don't settle the old grievances with Qingzong, there may be no great pessimism in the future.

There are too many first-rate forces in Dizhou, once the foundation of the 36 sects is affected, they will definitely be stepped on by countless first-rate forces.

"That's your business."

Dugu Changkong sipped the fine wine and said softly.

"I'll try my best."

The old immortal murmured.

"Qingzong's juniors have clear grievances and grievances. If they are really willing to repent in the future, I believe the ending will not be bad."

At the very beginning, Dugu Changkong wanted to train a successor to keep Qingzong alive, and that person was Wu Junyan.Unexpectedly, a Chen Qingyuan appeared suddenly, whose talent was so high that it would overwhelm the ages, it was shocking.

Therefore, Dugu Changkong changed his original plan, intending to lay the foundation for Qingzong while he was still able to fight.

Although this move will push Qingzong, Chen Qingyuan and others to the top of the wave, and there will be many crises, but it will also promote Chen Qingyuan to grow up as soon as possible, which has advantages and disadvantages.

"When a person dies, will he disappear in smoke, or will he go to the legendary Hades?"

The old man changed the subject.

The powers of reincarnation and reincarnation all set up a plan before they were alive, leaving a soul imprint before they can be reincarnated.

Most of the living beings left a dry bone after death, which was slowly buried by time, and no one remembered it.

"do not know."

For this question, Dugu Changkong once thought about it, and it is rare to find an answer.

"You said, is there a way of longevity in the world?"

Drinking the spiritual wine, there was a bit of longing in the old immortal's eyes, longing for the way to reach the sky.

Longevity method...

Dugu Changkong was silent.

Looking at ancient and modern times, it is as strong as the Great Emperor, but it only has a lifespan of 10 years.

Changsheng said, there shouldn't be any!

Even if there is, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people in the world.

"After I die, can I see Yan'er..."

When a person is about to die, he misses the good old days when he was young.Lao Bushi and Yan'er have known each other since childhood, secretly fell in love, and pursued them all the time.

Later, Dugu Changkong came to Dizhou, and a group of people accidentally met in the secret realm.

He adored her, and she was attached to another person.

No one has any results, and I feel sorry.

After drinking for three rounds, I was very drunk.

"Old man, to be honest, I really envy you and admire you."

Staring at Dugu Changkong, Laobusi suddenly laughed, his voice hoarse.

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

Dugu Changkong smiled slightly, raised his glass and said.

"Lucky together."

Lao Bushi exhausted all his strength, picked up the wine glass on the table, and grinned.His teeth have all fallen out, his mouth is completely black, his face is dead, and his life is not long.

In a trance, the two invariably recalled the scene of their first meeting. They were in their prime and full of vigor.