The book never ends

It is human nature to have a spiritual root good or bad, and it is the same for other sects to select disciples, but the Tianyuan Sect is different.

"Hmm..." Taoist Suifeng's words successfully appeased Jiang Ce's curiosity. It seems that if you are really talented, you are not lucky. Even if you are a genius, if you are unlucky, a magic weapon dropped from the sky can kill you, right?

The two walked around and talked and then returned to the main hall. At this time, the people who watched the excitement had disappeared. Ji Wuduan and the two did not stay longer, but walked through the main hall to the apse.Jiang Ce led the little fat man and followed closely, looking around at the scene along the way. This ancient architectural style was many times more magnificent than what he had seen on TV or when he was traveling. Looking at the freshness at this moment, he could not bear it in his heart. I couldn't help but amazed, but I didn't dare to get too far away from the masters. This place is a bit like an extended and upgraded version of the lost building. It would be bad if I lost my way.

Taoist Qingsong had been waiting for them for a long time, and when he saw a few people finally appearing in sight, he couldn't help complaining, "Why did you come back, it's just lighting a soul lamp."

"Sect Leader, Senior Brother." Taoist Suifeng deliberately emphasized the first two words, reminding him to pay attention to his image as the Sect Leader.

"Hmph, some people's wings are stiff, so they don't care about me as the leader." Taoist Qingsong snorted coldly, lowered his eyes slightly and raised his chin to look at Ji Wuduan.

"Brother Sect Leader." Ji Wuduan didn't show any special emotion when he heard him say that, and greeted him in a flat tone.

Taoist Suifeng smiled lightly and shook his head. They haven't seen each other for 200 years. Outsiders don't know, but he knows that the relationship between these two people is as deep as that of father and son, and they are not so tense on the surface.

The three of them were all acquaintances, and they didn't say much in the way of hospitality. Taoist Suifeng directly reported the results of his divination and what happened today to Taoist Qingsong.

Taoist Qingsong fell into deep thought after listening to Suifeng's report and remained silent for a long time.

The so-called prosperity must decline, Tianyuan Zong's generation of divination to recruit disciples to seize other people's luck, although it expended his own cultivation, he owed a lot of karma.Today, the catastrophe of heaven, although it is unacceptable emotionally, is a reasonable thing.But why was even that glimmer of life hidden?To be able to have such a great ability must be the flow of celestial beings, shouldn't the seniors who are far above the fairy world not be protective?Although Ji Wuduan's new disciple came from another world and was not investigated by the Dao of Heaven, one person's strength is limited. If he wants to fight against the Dao of Heaven, he thinks that he died not fast enough.As the head of the sect, he would definitely not entrust the future of the sect on a child.So what should we do?

Seeing Taoist Qingsong's ugly face, Ji Wuduan couldn't make up his mind for a long time, guessing that he must be worried about the sect's affairs, and regretted it in his heart, it's better not to tell his senior brother about it.Originally, Taoist Qingsong planned to practice in seclusion after he accepted his apprentice, but he was still trapped by common affairs.Anyway, it is nothing more than a word of death. For him who has lived for hundreds of years, life and death are not that important. He hopes that his senior brother can ascend to the immortal world to escape the catastrophe of the sect. In the past 3000 years, he has sacrificed a lot for the sect. Fall to a dead end.He thought for a while and said: "It wasn't all smooth sailing when I went down the mountain to pick up my apprentice. When I first saw him, he was being led away by a demon cultivator. I beheaded the demon cultivator by the sword before snatching him back. Zong The catastrophe of the sect must have a great relationship with Moxiu. Moxiu has been dormant in the Mara Sea for thousands of years. This return to the mainland must have been planned for a long time. I am afraid that it is not only aimed at our sect. The sect discusses how to deal with it."

"Well, what you said is a good way." Taoist Qingsong nodded. It is impossible to make a decision immediately. After all, it is related to the future of the entire sect. The catastrophe is not yet here, and he still has time Plan well.

When Jiang Ce heard that Master mentioned that he met Moxiu when he was picking up the little fat man, he had some guesses in his heart. Let's go, the magic cultivator still appeared, and almost took the little fat man away.It's so dangerous... It really is the protagonist's life, and the plot can be reversed if it is so crooked.Thinking of Mr. Plot, Jiang Ce suddenly said, "Ten years... Well, there are still about ten years left."

"Oh? How did you know?" Taoist Qingsong asked eagerly, and the other two also looked at him.

"I, I..." Jiang Ce didn't know how to answer.Saying that they are all characters in the book, do you want to follow the plot?To be honest, there were too many words in that article and it was serialized for too long, and he couldn't remember the previous plot. He only remembered that the sect was destroyed when the protagonist was fifteen or sixteen. He fled to other places alive and embarked on the road of revenge. .Although the villain Mo Yan in the novel didn't make many appearances, he had a little impression of him running through the background of the whole story.Although he knew the culprit, he couldn't say it. It seemed that as long as it was about that person, he couldn't say it. He was really anxious. Regarding the Zongmen's affairs, he couldn't help him with anything other than knowing the time. superior.After all, the author of that article only wrote them to death, not how to live without writing.

"The time limit that my nephew said is similar to what I said, and he couldn't say it, maybe it's because of that person, right?" Taoist Suifeng thought of his nephew being banned, and guessed from his hesitant look. .

"Hmm..." Jiang Ce nodded with his head slightly lowered, and responded directly.Although it was not because of that, Jiang Ce felt that this reason was much better than saying that they were people in the book.Now in his eyes, they are all real people, they are real, and he doesn't want to deny it.

"That's all, it's not easy for you." Taoist Qingsong accepted this reason and didn't ask any more.He needed to consider how to deal with the sect catastrophe, so he waved his hand to signal them to leave first.

Taoist Suifeng thought for a while, and said to Ji Wuduan: "Xiao Ji, take your apprentice away first, I have something to talk to your senior brother."

Ji Wuduan glanced at him, nodded and led the two apprentices out.

"Nephew, if your master treats you badly in the future, you can come to me." Taoist Suifeng suddenly smiled gently at Jiang Ce, digging the wall face to face without any pressure.

"I won't treat him badly." Ji Wuduan paused, turned to look at Taoist Suifeng and said.

Jiang Ce raised his head and looked at him in surprise, it was beyond his expectation that the master would say such words.Stretching out his hand to caress the position of his heart, the warm fullness made him feel a little confused and inexplicably moved.

"You can just keep my nephew's words in your heart." Taoist Suifeng looked at the two of them gently, with a rare persistence.

"I remember, Second Martial Uncle, but I believe Master will not treat me badly." At least he won't treat him badly recently, after all the effect of the True Orange Heart is still there, in the future... I don't know.Jiang Ce lowered his eyes, hiding the disappointment in them.

"Farewell." Ji Wuduan took a deep look at Jiang Ce, said goodbye to his two senior brothers, and then dragged his disciples back to his mountain.

When he went up to the flying sword again, Jiang Ce resisted for a while, but he was still no match for the master's cold eyes. When he went back, the little fat man was replaced by Ji Wuduan to hold him, and his other hand was holding him. Not as cold as he looks on the surface.Jiang Ce found that Feijian's speed was significantly slower when he went back, and the silky skirt was lifted by the wind and brushed against his cheeks, and his fear of heights seemed to be much better.

"After you go back, you need to tell the teacher everything about yourself. If you hide anything, you will never be spared." Ji Wudu's calm voice came from next to my ear.

"Okay..." Jiang Ce moved to stick close to him, a trace of struggle flashed across his face, and he finally compromised.