Tian Yuan

Late at night, it began to rain inexplicably.

Although the rain was not heavy, it covered Qingzong and the surrounding territory, stretching for countless miles, non-stop for dozens of days.

Dugu Changkong left a letter, the content of which was nothing more than Qingzong's construction and some entrustments.

Leave without saying goodbye.

Before leaving, he glanced at the only apprentice in his life, his eyes were gratified.He also engraved in his mind the figures of everyone in the Qingzong cultivating hard, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a smile.

"Master!"

"Boom boom boom..."

Wu Junyan stood outside the door and knocked on the door without getting a response.

There was no sound for a long time, Wu Junyan had a bad feeling, and pushed open the door directly.

Inside, it was empty.

Searched every place in the Accord, but did not see the figure of Dugu Changkong.Finally, Wu Junyan saw an envelope on the table, and his heart tightened.

He knew that Master had left.

After this farewell, there will be no day of seeing each other again.

Soon, Lin Changsheng, Chen Qingyuan and others found out about this and rushed over one after another.

"The old man... is gone."

Lin Changsheng opened the letter, feeling depressed.

Everyone looked into the distance and remained silent.

"crash"

The sound of raindrops made the night feel especially long.

Dugu Changkong didn't go directly to Moyuan, but went to a nearby top force.

Holy Land of Confucianism and Taoism!

A deep bamboo forest, a few simple bamboo houses.

There are a few old men living here, dressed plainly and elegantly.

The digital power of the Confucian sect, who has read thousands of volumes, is powerful.

"When you have a visitor, make tea to welcome you."

A great Confucian with a goatee looked into the distance and whispered to his companion.

In the pavilion outside the bamboo house, three great Confucian scholars sat down, made tea and waited quietly.

After a while, Dugu Changkong, dressed in plain clothes, appeared here.

"Please sit down."

The three Confucian scholars were smiling and polite.

Dugu Changkong went straight to the pavilion and sat down slowly.

The four looked at each other, and the rain outside the pavilion hit the bamboo leaves, rustling.

A candle was lit in the ancient pavilion, and the faint light illuminated the surrounding space of several feet.

The tiny flames, swaying and dancing in the cold wind, may be extinguished at any time.The strange thing is that whenever a cold wind hits and the flames are about to be swallowed by the darkness, they can always hold on, and the flames flutter and grow stronger.

"A cup of rough tea, don't you think it's disgusting."

A great Confucian poured tea himself, and put the tea in front of Dugu Changkong.

"This place has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and there is a wonderful meaning of Taoism everywhere. It is indeed an excellent secluded place, which is enviable."

Dugu Changkong looked down at the tea in the cup, but didn't drink it yet.

"It's just a place for the elderly, how can it be in the eyes of Mr. Dugu."

A certain Confucianist smiled modestly.

"The sky has changed, and you all still have the time to make tea elegantly. If you are sure, the old man will not sit idly by, will you?"

Dugu Changkong didn't want to beat around the bush and said directly.

"No such intention."

Even if you think so in your heart, you can't say it clearly.

"Mo Yuan, this old man will go. But before we go, we must do something."

Dugu Changkong would not go straight to the Demon Abyss foolishly, he had to beat all the forces.

"If you have any advice, sir, please speak up."

The three Confucian scholars looked at each other with solemn expressions.

"A master of Confucianism and Taoism should not bully Qingzong's juniors." Dugu Changkong said.

"The Confucian school still needs to show some face, and won't make trouble for no reason."

The great Confucian with the goatee smiled and promised.

"vow."

Dugu Changkong was expressionless and his voice was cold.

"It's not necessary!"

The great Confucianist in purple cloth said tentatively.

"Either make an oath, or... this old man will end your secluded life ahead of time."

Outright threat.

However, the three great Confucian scholars did not dare to show a tough attitude, they lowered their eyebrows and communicated in secret.

With Dugu Changkong's ability, if he is determined to use Confucianism to stand out, although the entire Confucianism will not be destroyed, it will certainly not have a good end.

If all the great powers of the Confucian sect are combined, it is estimated that they will not be able to defeat Dugu Changkong.

"We swear with our Dao heart that monks above the early stage of Confucianism and Mahayana will never take the initiative to seek trouble with Qingzong for a thousand years. If there is any violation, the person who made the oath will be destroyed and fall into the abyss forever."

Facing the oppression of Dugu Changkong, the three great scholars had no choice but to make an oath of Taoism, which directly attracted a trace of the will of heaven to descend, and forged the cause and effect of the oath.

"This cup of tea tastes good."

Dugu Changkong nodded in satisfaction, picked up the tea on the table, and took a sip.

"Mr. Dugu, in fact, the Confucian sect didn't intend to trouble Qingzong at all. The oath is just a formality. The crisis facing Qingzong is those guys hiding in the dark. After the master leaves, the situation is difficult to solve. "

The Confucian sect seemed to know some secrets and reminded me.

The world is so big, there are countless strong ones.

Not to mention that there are many top existences hiding in the dark, but there must be many.

"Don't worry about it, everyone."

Dugu Changkong got up, turned around and left, disappearing into the vast night.

Now that you have made an oath, you must keep it.

The three great Confucianists passed orders to the higher-ups, and no one should act rashly.Anyone who disobeys orders will be severely punished.

Tear up the space and go to other top forces.

Dugu Changkong wanted to reduce Qingzong's pressure as much as possible, and ensure that Chen Qingyuan and others could grow up.

Why didn't you do this before, it was not the time.

Moyuan's crisis has come, whoever confronts Dugu Changkong at this juncture is asking for trouble.

In the past, if Dugu Changkong moved a certain force, it would be besieged by all forces.Because the forces of all parties know one thing well, they cannot be defeated by Dugu Changkong one by one.

Now, the situation is different.

The Demon Abyss really erupted, and it would surely touch the interests of all forces.

Dugu Changkong was standing up right now, no one would stand up as an enemy foolishly, unless they didn't want to live anymore.The powerhouses of various sects don't want to go to the Demon Abyss to die, so they can only make concessions.

......

Royal Beast Sect, deep in the back mountain.

"Previously, the Master of the Beast Familiar was trapped in listening to Daoshan for a hundred years, and he was full of sincerity. If he wanted to pay compensation, he could end his grievances with Qingzong."

Dugu Changkong looked at several old things, the atmosphere was dull.

"As you say."

These days, the Emperor Beast Sect has been discussing about the Qing Sect.In the end, Zongmen decided to apologize and not to be an enemy of Qingzong.

Even if Dugu Changkong passed away, it was the same.

This is a good time to settle old grievances and should not be missed.After all, the Royal Beast Sect has lost such a big face, it cannot be lost in vain.

"So good."

Dugu Changkong nodded slowly, and went to the next place.

Next stop, Yuxu Mountain.

When he came here, Dugu Changkong explained his purpose.

It's just that Yuxu Mountain seems to be a little uncooperative.

One word, drag!

Ancestor Yuxu refused to make a promise anyway, pretending to be confused.

We chatted for a few words, but never responded positively.

Therefore, Dugu Changkong slapped him directly.

"Boom!"

Immediately, a large area of ​​Yuxu Mountain collapsed, killing and injuring thousands of disciples and elders.