The senior brother did not watch Li Chengfeng's crucial battle, because in his opinion, winning or losing was no longer important.
If Li Chengfeng wins, the Hidden Sword Pavilion will become the target of public criticism in the Tiange War, and there will be no good results; if Li Chengfeng loses, the Hidden Sword Pavilion will be completely demoralized, and the next Tiange Pavilion War will also be a complete defeat.
Therefore, for the eldest brother, Hidden Sword Pavilion is dead and has nothing to do with him.
Ever since he accepted this result, the senior brother has been staying at home in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords for nearly ten days.
When Ouyang Nan found this place and saw his senior brother, he was immediately startled.
Because the man in front of him no longer looked like the senior brother in his memory.
Although the eldest brother in the past was unattractive in appearance and only of average height, he always had a majesty that could not be underestimated, and his eyes were piercing, like a torch. At a glance, he looked like a sharp sword or a steel spear, and there was something in his spirit. An indomitable spirit.
Even from the appearance, he is only a man in his thirties.
But now... Senior Brother's eyes are dull, his eyes are cloudy and lifeless, his cheeks are sunken, his skin is yellow, his body is even more hunched, his shoulders are slumped, and he is covered in dust due to not taking care of himself for many days. His hair was unkempt, his nails were covered with dirt, and he looked like a farmer in the fields, not like the former acting master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
"Eldest Brother?" Ouyang Nan was shocked. He quickly stepped forward to ask the Eldest Brother who was kneeling in front of the tomb of Ling Tian Thirteen Swords to help him up.
The senior brother tilted his head slightly and glanced at him gently. Ouyang Nan's steps suddenly stopped.
There was no trace of desire for survival in the eyes of senior brother Ouyang Nan. His heart sank suddenly, and he secretly felt that something was very wrong.
Based on Ouyang Nan's understanding of the senior brother, when the senior brother comes to worship the Thirteen Swords of Lingtian, most of the time he worships at the grave of his junior uncle, and finally he goes to offer a stick of incense to his junior sister. Time will stay here with the little senior sister, and she will say a few words quietly.
Ouyang Nan has never seen Lingtian Thirteen Swords, nor has he met this little senior sister, but he knows that the senior brother loves his little senior sister, and he loves deeply and implicitly.
He entered the school late, and when he came, the junior senior sister had already fallen in love with the junior senior uncle. Everyone knew that the two of them were a couple, and... everyone also saw that the senior brother was in love with his junior senior uncle, but no one To tell the truth, including the senior brother himself, including the little senior sister who is loved by the senior brother.
Even when she died or after she died, he never spoke of her. Even when he went to the grave to pay homage, he was careful to avoid suspicion, lest others see it.
But at this time, the senior brother was sitting on the grave of his little senior sister. He finally no longer concealed anything, and finally no longer avoided anything.
Because... I no longer care about life or death, so what else is there to care about
The senior brother said nothing, just looked at Ouyang Nan calmly, without saying a word, but all of Ouyang Nan's thousands of words were blocked in his throat and could not be uttered.
"Eldest Brother, why are you doing this..." Ouyang Nan's voice choked with sobs. He felt that Eldest Brother was not dead yet, but he was actually dead.
The eldest brother withdrew his gaze, still staring blankly at his little senior sister's tombstone, gently holding a jade plaque in his hand.
Ouyang Nanji rarely saw his senior brother take out this jade plaque. Only rarely did he catch a glimpse of his senior brother in a quiet corner and take it out, gently hold it in his hand and use his fingertips. Caressing it gently, once he sensed someone coming, he would immediately put it away as if it didn't exist.
Ouyang Nan felt sour in his heart, and he choked with sobs: "Elder brother, we have won, why don't you... go out and have a look!"
The senior brother was silent for a while, and finally said slowly: "No, he won, we... all lost."
This sentence contained a pun, and Ouyang Nan felt very heavy in his heart.
The senior brother is not just talking about personal assessment and rating. All the senior monks like them were wiped out, and the younger generation of disciples represented by Li Chengfeng all stole the show; at the same time, the Hidden Sword Pavilion headed by newcomers like Li Chengfeng The disciples succeeded in seizing power in the power struggle of Zangjian Pavilion. The conservative disciples died, and only the senior brother was left alone.
Ouyang Nan said bitterly: "Elder brother, we have lost, but Hidden Sword Pavilion has not lost yet!"
The senior brother turned his head slightly and stared at Ouyang Nan. He said: "The Hidden Sword Pavilion is dead. If you don't die today, you will die tomorrow. If you don't die tomorrow, you will die sooner or later."
Ouyang Nan said excitedly: "Elder brother, don't you feel ashamed to say such words in front of the grave of Lingtian Thirteen Swords?"
The senior brother was silent for a moment and said, "Isn't what I said right? The one who should feel ashamed is Li Chengfeng, not me!"
Ouyang Nan said earnestly: "Senior Brother, look at how many difficulties we have encountered along the way, how many desperate situations we have encountered, but haven't we all made it through all the way? This Li Chengfeng has created so many miracles, why? You refused to believe him even once!!”
Senior Brother stared at Ouyang Nan and said, "Then why don't you believe me?"
Ouyang Nan laughed sadly: "Elder brother, we have believed in you for more than 20 years..."
The senior brother was suddenly furious: "Since you have believed in me for more than 20 years, why don't you believe me one more time! Why!!"
Ouyang Nan stared at Senior Brother deeply, and he said slowly: "Senior Brother... We have come all the way here. Now it is death to advance, and death to retreat. Why don't we give it a try in the end, even if we lose, we will see you in the future Senior uncles, senior uncles, and... junior sisters, can we tell them with a clear conscience... We tried our best?"
The senior brother immediately rushed to Ouyang Nan and picked him up. He was furious and his eyes were bloodshot: "She is not your little senior sister!!!"
Ouyang Nan stared into senior brother's eyes and said: "Yes, she is your little senior sister. But do you dare to say it? You didn't dare to say it when she was alive, and you don't dare to say it after she is dead. Do you dare to say it? When you get down in the future, look into her eyes and tell her, did you fight to the last moment for Hidden Sword Pavilion?"
The senior brother was furious and raised his hand to punch Ouyang Nan.
Ouyang Nan looked at his senior brother calmly and without any resistance, he said: "Senior brother, now you are the only one left in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and you are the only one who can drive the Ten Thousand Swords Formation. Tomorrow , is the Tiange War, a battle of life and death for our Hidden Sword Pavilion! Whether you come or not, we will fight to the death! If you win, you will be happy, but if you lose, you will be calm!"
After saying that, he stared at the senior brother and stopped talking.
The senior brother also stared at Ouyang Nan. The anger in his eyes dissipated little by little, and his eyes became confused and sleepy.