but.
In Dao Lao’s opinion, so what if he is the Sword God? So what if he is the father of a genius
It's just a passing cloud!
Protecting the sect established by our ancestors is the most important foundation on the path of cultivation.
However, this cornerstone.
Now I feel a little shaken.
The Huoyun Sect and the Motian Sect are the two major sects, eyeing the Jiuyang Sect covetously.
This is not a good sign.
Although several years ago, he cut the earth with one sword, which was enough deterrence.
However, the current Demonic Heaven Sect also has powerful people in the Kaitian Realm.
Moreover, the sword strike that day had triggered his old injury, and now he is no longer as brave as he used to be.
"Master and Brother, you have sacrificed your lives for the sect, but now, I can't bear it anymore!"
Taoist said to himself.
His real name is Dao Jiuyang.
A hundred years ago, the master had placed high hopes on him, hoping that he could lead the Nine Yang Sect to the top of the sect.
However, sixty years ago, he went crazy and followed the overlord. In the battle thirty years ago, he was injured, his foundation in the Dao was damaged, and his Dantian was half broken.
Today, he can only exert half of his peak strength.
Now, facing the rising star of the Demonic Heaven Sect, although he is still confident, how many years can he delay
Tomorrow he will be worse than today, today he will be worse than yesterday, his position is loosening, he is retreating day by day, while the enemy is getting stronger day by day.
One gains while the other loses.
One day in the future, the Demonic Heaven Sect will surely turn against the Nine Yang Sect and fight to the death.
"Back then, we should have taken advantage of the weakness of the Demon Heaven Sect and completely wiped them out. As long as these people are not eliminated, they will become a major threat to the Nine Yang Sect."
Dao Jiuyang talked to himself, reminiscing about the past.
A hundred years ago, there was no great hatred between the Demonic Heaven Sect and the Nine Yang Sect, and there was no power dispute between the two major sects.
However, fifty years ago, which was the tenth year since he left the sect, he drank a little too much at a gathering of the East Wilderness's geniuses, and had some disputes with the then Holy Son of the Demonic Heaven Sect.
Then.
He got drunk and killed the Holy Son in anger.
I guess the Demonic Heaven Sect has always been brooding over this matter!
Because of this, he joined forces with the Huoyun Sect and wanted to eliminate his own sect.
Just thinking so.
Sudden.
Dao Jiuyang's nostrils twitched, and a faint aroma of wine permeated his mind.
At the same time, Xiao Fengqing and Chen Changan appeared at the entrance of Baofan Hall.
Chen Changan said with a smile: "Master Dao, look what I brought you!"
"Wine, don't take me for an old fool!"
Smelling the alcohol, Dao Jiuyang immediately put the thoughts in his mind behind him.
He said with a grin, "You are Chen Changan! And you, Xiao Fengqing, haha, am I remembering correctly?"
The two nodded repeatedly.
Chen Changan smiled and said:
"I am honored that Dao Lao still remembers me. Come on, I already knew that Dao Lao likes to drink. I brewed some wine myself a few days ago. I have been trying to adjust the taste, but it is not good. I am embarrassed to give it to you!"
Xiao Fengqing said: "It's all thanks to my senior brother. I'm just here to keep you company!"
This kid is smart and did not steal the credit from Chen Changan.
Otherwise, Chen Changan would definitely find a place where no one is around and get angry with him.
Dao Lao smiled and said, "You two sect geniuses are really thoughtful, really thoughtful!"
He took the beer, without even thinking about it, he just squeezed it, opened the can, and started drinking it in one gulp.
moment.
A bottle of beer.
"It's delicious. I've never tasted this kind of tea-style wine before. It's quite interesting!"
After drinking a can of wine, Taoist laughed heartily.
"Oh, these are for Dao Lao, please keep them. Oh, and there's also a little bit of liquor!"
Chen Changan smiled slightly.
Sure enough, it’s easier to talk when there’s wine.
Look at the way this old man is smiling.
What a child!
"Oh hehehe~~~ Young people are so thoughtful! Thank you~~ Thank you~~~"
Dao Lao stood up, took the wine carefully, opened the cork, smelled it, and in an instant, he closed his eyes, leaned back, and revealed an intoxicated expression.
That's the taste.
Right!!!
The next moment, Taoist Master chuckled and said, "You two boys, you are so filial to me, tell me, do you have any purpose?"
What an understanding person!
Chen Changan smiled and said, "Haha, you are as wise as Taoist. The two of us came here just to go to the back hall of Baofan Temple to see if we can find some... treasures!"
Baofan Palace.
There are two buildings.
The first building records the sect’s current mainstream skills and techniques.
The building at the back contains some old items that have accumulated in the sect over the years.
For example: outdated mental skills, martial arts techniques, useless swords and other weapons, and some miscellaneous stuff.
There is a building at the back, and generally few people go there.
Basically, no one will come for ten days or half a month.
However, some disciples of the sect, if they fail to find the skills or mental methods they want, will go to the back hall for a look, but usually they return empty-handed.
But every year, there would still be one or two disciples who would get something they were relatively satisfied with in the back hall.
"Oh~ Just go wherever you want. It doesn't matter how long you stay. They are just worthless things. It doesn't matter if you take them all!"
The Taoist master waved his hand and spoke with great heroism.
Chen Changan bowed and said, “We dare not take all of them, haha, just take a look;
Thank you in advance, Mr. Dao. I will have some wine ready in a few days. By then... hehe..."
"Haha, no problem!" Dao Lao gave an expression that showed I understand.
Afterwards, the two of them walked through the hall of Baofan Temple and passed through the back door.
Come to the slightly smaller back hall.
Glancing at the two of them, Dao Jiuyang shook his head and said softly, "It's worth opening a backdoor to get good wine!"
The rear hall of Baofan Hall.
The two opened the door, and suddenly, a cloud of dust from the years rushed into their noses.
"Eh~ There's so much dust! If it weren't for my senior brother's request, I, Xiao Fengqing, might never come here in my life!"
Xiao Fengqing showed a look of disdain and did not forget to glance at Chen Changan.
It seemed as if he was saying, Senior Brother, if it weren’t for you, I, Xiao Fengqing, would never come to a place like this.
See if I'm nice to you
You must remember this feeling.
Don’t forget it!
Chen Changan was too lazy to pay attention to him.
He said, "Help me look for any discarded talismans, formation manuals, or something like that!"
"Okay, senior brother!"
Xiao Fengqing nodded.
He rushed into the messy hall and searched frantically.
It was clearly visible that all kinds of items were placed in a mess in the hall. On the ground, some rusty swords, knives, guns, axes, etc. were piled up randomly, like a small mountain.
In the distance, some storage compartments were covered with dust, and it was hard to make out the words written on some books.
This is just the first floor.
The front hall and the back hall of Baofan Hall both have seven floors.
Like a pagoda.
There are so many things piled up on the first floor of the back hall, so you can see how much is piled up on the entire seventh floor!
As Xiao Fengqing searched, he said, "In my opinion, all this scrap metal should be burned, or taken out and remelted. It's just taking up space here!"
"Look for it carefully, and don't talk nonsense!"
Chen Changan spoke.
At the same time, his hand slowly reached into his arms, wondering where he could put the enlightenment talisman book that he had forged long ago so that Xiao Fengqing would find it
The first floor probably won’t work, and the second floor is too conspicuous.
Then let’s go to the third floor!
Well, it’s such a happy decision!
So, he said, "Feng Qing, you look around on the first floor. Anyway, help me sort out some of the techniques, mental methods, formations, etc. I'll go to the second floor to look for them. When you're done, go to the third floor. Is that okay?"
"no problem!"
Xiao Fengqing made an "OK" gesture.
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