Tian Yuan

On the top of a barren mountain, more than thirty gray-haired old men sat on one side, and Dugu Changkong sat on the opposite side.

In the middle, there is a long table on which a cup of tea is brewed.

The breeze was blowing slowly, blowing the hair of Dugu Changkong's temples, making the tea in the cup slightly rippling.

"Dare to ask, senior, how did you get to the Eight Steps of the Divine Bridge?"

The purple-clothed old man is from the Kunlun Realm, he is considered number two, and his strength is as high as the six steps of Shenqiao.This is the pinnacle of his strength, and it is very difficult to take a small step forward, and there is no glimmer of hope in sight.

Dugu Changkong smiled but did not answer.

The Shenqiao realm, the more difficult it is to go further.

The old man in purple knew that he and Dugu Changkong were enemies, but he couldn't hold back his longing for the road ahead, so he asked.

Obviously, the old man in purple didn't get what he wanted, so he smiled embarrassingly.

"Everything in the world has its own way. Don't be too persistent, stop and look at the surrounding scenery, you may find something different."

Dugu Changkong was broad-minded and gave some advice.At his level of state of mind, many things can be faced calmly without entanglement.

"Remember."

Everyone seemed to understand but didn't understand, and they secretly remembered it in their hearts.

"Wait..." Dugu Changkong said, his tone paused.

In an instant, the old man in purple and the others stood in awe, holding their breath and concentrating, not daring to miss a single word.

"Have you ever been to the land of Demon Abyss?"

Dugu Changkong asked.

"No."

Everyone looked at each other and replied slightly embarrassed.

No one wants to take a stroll in a ghostly place like Moyuan.

Moreover, after so many years, the exact location of Moyuan is not clear to all sects, and it is difficult to find the place.

There are a total of nine core regions in the Imperial State, and the rest of the countless star regions have to settle in some, and the aura gradually becomes thinner.

The land of Demon Abyss is not in any star field.

It is located at the junction of Dizhou and Beihuang, which is a corner of Chaotic Boundary Sea.

Due to the sealing formation, no one except Qingzong could find Moyuan.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, each sect tore up the agreement and stopped going to the Demon Abyss.Since then, Qingzong's descendants have stuck to their beliefs and strengthened the seal generation after generation.

In order to prevent the world's devils and thieves from disturbing the sealing formation, Qingzong concealed the aura of Mo Yuan to ensure that there would be no accidents.

Although Qingzong deliberately concealed the location, the 36 sects of Dizhou still knew the approximate coordinates. After all, his ancestors also made efforts to suppress Moyuan.

If the top holy land is looking for it, it will definitely find Moyuan.

"Don't even look at it, are you really not afraid of the disaster of Moyuan?"

Dugu Changkong sarcastically said.

Everyone lowered their eyebrows, not knowing how to reply.

"You guys are really bad. You put your own interests first, and you always feel that when the sky falls, someone else will support you, and it's none of your business." Dugu Changkong scolded softly: "Speaking of which, your sect isn't stupid yet. To the point of being hopeless, and not revealing the specific location of Mo Yuan, otherwise the world would have been in chaos long ago."

There are many demon cultivators lurking in the world, so naturally they want the demon abyss to explode and turn the whole world into demon soil.

For countless years, the monks of the magic way have probed the location of Moyuan, trying to use all their strength to shake the seal.The top forces in the Imperial State are not stupid, except for a very small number of high-level people, it is impossible to expose the information of Moyuan.

These forces care about their interests, but they can still distinguish the importance.

"We didn't help Qingzong, so we must not add to the chaos."

The powerhouses were very embarrassed, hearing Dugu Changkong's sarcastic words, they didn't have the guts to refute.

Before coming, everyone was ready to fight to the death, but if they had a chance to live, no one wanted to beg for death.

It's just a few words of scolding, it's not a big problem.Besides, it is a kind of honor to be reprimanded by a person who is like a banished fairy, and ordinary people do not have this qualification.

"The seal has guarded the Demon Abyss for 30 years. After repairing it, it will be completely broken one day. At that time, what are your plans, have you thought about it?"

Dugu Changkong was not interested in drinking tea, he looked at the crowd in front of him and said sharply.

"This......"

Everyone has naturally thought about this.

Moyuan never erupted, it was a fluke.As long as one's own generation is living a stable life, it is none of their own business what crises future generations will encounter.

It's human nature to be selfish.

"You are not worthy to sit and drink tea with the old man."

Looking at the eyes of this group of people, Dugu Changkong sighed deeply, feeling extremely lonely.Standing up slowly, looking up at the galaxy, thoughtful.

The old man in purple and the others stood up one after another, not daring to continue sitting.

Hearing Dugu Changkong's words, everyone was ashamed and said nothing.However, the trace of shame in his eyes quickly disappeared, and he became calm.

"Stupid people will eventually pay the price."

Dugu Changkong left a word, took a step forward, but disappeared.

The old man in purple and the others wanted to follow closely, but they didn't know which direction Dugu Changkong was going, so they froze in place.

After the destruction of Yuxu Mountain, all the sects in the Dizhou were vigilant, and they had been driving the guardian formation, afraid of being suddenly attacked by Dugu Changkong, and there was no time to respond.

As for the resources consumed by opening the large formation, it is not worth mentioning compared with the destruction of the sect.

"I hope Dugu Changkong won't die with us, otherwise many sects will be in bad luck."

All the strong men prayed secretly, and used special sound transmission jade to contact each sect, just in case.

It is rare to kill one case.

If you want to do a similar move again, the possibility of success is too small.

Besides, Dugu Changkong didn't have much thought to deal with these trivial matters.

Before going to Demon Abyss, he walked through many places in the upper star field, and a ray of coercion spread out, scaring the monks of the various sects to tremble with fear.

The old man in purple and other strong men arrived after hearing the news, but they were always one step behind, unable to catch up with Dugu Changkong.

Fortunately, Dugu Changkong didn't make a move, it was just a deterrent.

Shanglin Starfield, Libing Starfield, Yundou Starfield and so on.

In just a few days, Dugu Changkong tore through the space and wandered around the major core areas of the Dizhou. He was so shocked that the old thing hiding in the coffin showed half of his head, ready to fight.

A remote star field in Dizhou, not far from Chaos Realm Sea.

To deter all parties, it's time to get down to business.

Passing here, Dugu Changkong met an old man.

"You... why are you here?"

The moment he saw the old man, Dugu Changkong's eyes changed and rippled.

"Brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The old man is the old holy master of Linghemen, and Dugu Changkong's life and death brother.

"Let's go back!"

Being able to meet his brother today, Dugu Changkong felt very at ease, and his tone was calm.

The old Holy Master shook his head lightly, and said with a slight smile, "I would like to go to the Demon Abyss with my brother."

"You go, nothing will change."

Dugu Changkong alone is enough to stabilize the seal and delay the outbreak of Mo Yuan.

"I know."

The old Holy Master accompanied him, purely looking for death.

Dugu Changkong: "Why bother?"

The old holy master: "I am also old, and I won't live long. If I can be buried with my brother, it will be a blessing in life."

He opened his mouth, not knowing how to exhort him.

Based on Dugu Changkong's understanding of the old Holy Master, it is difficult to change his mind.

"Brother, let's go!"

The old Holy Master squeezed out a smile, turned around and walked towards the sea of ​​chaos.

Dazed for a moment, Dugu Changkong quickly followed.

The figures of the two gradually moved away and disappeared into the sky.

In this cruel world of cultivation, how fortunate it is to meet a confidant who is close to life and death.

Knowing that I am going to die, I am willing to walk with you.

If the elder brother does not give up, he will still be a brother in the next life.

The old Holy Master has arranged the affairs of Linghe Gate properly, and he has no worries, and welcomes death calmly.On the way before he died, he could chat, laugh and drink with his elder brother, and reminisce about the past, which is very good.

Qingzong's old man will not come back again.

The rain in the Unknown Star Territory lasted for a long, long time, for several months.

Chen Qingyuan often stood on the edge of the cliff of Tingdao Mountain, looking into the distance, with a hint of sadness between his brows.

"A bigger storm is coming."

The old man left, and those stinky mice hiding in the dark will show up soon.