"Little Liuzi, are you asleep?" An old voice came with the wind through the door.
"Uncle?" Deng Jiuling was taken aback, got up and opened the door.
In the moonlight, the old lame man dressed as a middle-aged scribe, he didn't even carry a cane.
even!
In the eyes of the old lame, there was still a sigh of light, filled with the breath of a superior person.
If he hadn't understood the old lame man, at first glance, Deng Jiuling would even think that this was the coming of some great power.
"Why? Not surprised?" Touching Deng Jiuling's head, the old lame man was kind.
"Uncle, you almost replaced Feng Qingxue and became the head teacher of my Xuanbing Palace."
Deng Jiuling said with a smile: "If I guessed right, you have been pretending to be confused all these years."
"And who you are now, who is the real you?"
The voice fell, and the old lame was a little surprised, as if he had met Deng Jiuling for the first time.
"Uncle, could it be that... I was wrong?" Deng Jiuling asked tentatively.
"You kid has been dull for twenty years. You fell off the cliff a few days ago. Although you have gone through a catastrophe, it is a blessing in disguise, and you finally opened your mind."
The old lame laughed and said, "What? Let Uncle stand here and talk?"
"Uncle, please, I'll go get a drink." Deng Jiuling picked up the hip flask with a well-behaved face.
Through his eyes, Deng Jiuling could see that the lame man actually liked Ma Liu very much.
It's just that the old Ma Liu was too dull and cowardly, so that the old lame could not see hope.
The so-called depth of love, the depth of hate!
The old Ma Liu couldn't make the lame man raise his eyebrows, he was naturally lonely, and he drank his sorrows by drinking.
But the old lame man now sees the future and hope in Deng Jiuling.
Perhaps this is the reason why the old lame has become so energetic today after sweeping away his depression
"Little six, don't do that. Uncle had stopped drinking as early as three days ago."
The old lame waved his hand, and said guiltily: "Little six, over the years, my uncle has often used alcohol to go crazy, and it is necessary to beat and scold you. Do you-hate uncle?"
While speaking, the old lame man was a little nervous, and even his hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly.
Obviously, the old lame cared very much about Deng Jiuling's answer.
"Uncle, you laughed. You have raised me for twenty years and are equivalent to my father. How can I blame you?"
Deng Jiuling shook his head slightly, and said solemnly: "Uncle, don't worry, I will take care of you for the rest of my life after Mar.6."
If it weren't for the status of Ma Liu, Deng Jiuling might have been treated as a spy and dropped directly into the glacier.
After all, only after understanding Xuanbing Palace did Deng Jiuling understand how dangerous it was for him to lie under Mu Wanqing's carriage and get into Xuanbing Palace.
and so!
For Deng Jiuling, it was the identity of Ma Liu that gave him a new life and the hope of regaining his cultivation.
And the old lame man cared Deng Jiuling like a son, and Deng Jiuling naturally couldn't forget his roots.
"Okay, good boy."
The old lame laughed loudly, and he was very pleased: "Little six, don't you be surprised, why isn't uncle blind or lame, why do you pretend to be like that?"
"If I'm not wrong, I'm afraid this incident has something to do with twenty years ago?" Deng Jiuling asked tentatively.
In fact, through the eyes of God, Deng Jiuling also discovered that the old lame man’s martial arts had not actually been lost.
Although, the old lame man may be weaker from the peak period.
But even so, if the old cripple is willing, he can still take charge of the stables and replace Elder Ma.
But the old lame didn't do this. Instead, he hid his merits and fame deeply and pretended to be an old rubbish.
Among them, Deng Jiuling doesn't believe it if there is no secret.
as predicted!
The old lame pondered for a moment, and then he sighed: "This incident has a lot to do with the death of my senior 20 years ago."
"My senior is called Yue Qun, he is a young man, and his talent is comparable to that of Huaqin in Yihua Palace, which is not inferior."
"Back then, the brothers walked the rivers and lakes, and the chivalrous names were all over the world, and friends from the rivers and lakes called it-the sword of gentleman!"
"Junzijian, Yue Qun." Deng Jiuling nodded, remembering this name in his heart.
Obviously, what the old lame wanted to say had a lot to do with the gentleman Jian Yuequn.
"Senior Brother Yue Qun is talented, and his talent is so high that he is recognized by the four holy places."
The old lame said with emotion: "The high moral character of the brother has also been unanimously affirmed by the saints and daughters of the four holy places."
"If the brother does not die, he has a great possibility of uniting the four holy places to create a heavenly alliance."
Heavenly Alliance
Hearing this, Deng Jiuling was immediately stunned: "Uncle, what does this mean?"
"Senior brother believes that the world is not benevolent and all things are the dog, so he, like the ancestor Xuanbing, has become a person who walks for the sky and is in charge of the sky." The old lame said in awe.
"On behalf of the heavens, in charge of the heavens?"
hiss!
Hearing this, Deng Jiuling suddenly sucked in air-conditioning.
Such an ambitious volunteer is surprisingly similar to Deng Jiuling's way of the Hades!
"If I can thoroughly refine life and death, I can control the six realms, build reincarnation, lift the heavens and walk the way, and return the earth to clear light."
Deng Jiuling thought secretly: "I really didn't expect that among the disciples of Xuanbing Palace, there would be such a hero, it's a pity!"
It is not difficult to imagine how brilliant and dazzling Yue Qun was twenty years ago.
The same is true, the lack of flowers in the Huagong Palace!
Unfortunately, the gentleman Jian Yuequn was dead!
"Uncle, back then... Uncle Yue Qun, why did he die?" Deng Jiuling carefully asked this, his most critical question.
"Little Six, have you ever heard of the five big families in the world?" The old lame said suddenly.
"I only know the eight lines of the Shi family, and the others are not clear." Deng Jiuling shook his head, becoming more suspicious.
Deng Jiuling naturally knows the five major families in the world.
But this news was the secret of the Witch Clan. If it weren't for the Witch King Chi Zhan, Deng Jiuling would never know.
But the old lame man knew about it, and he wanted to say nothing, what's the situation
"Well, very good. Since you know the eight schools of the Shi family, it seems that you have read so many books in the past 20 years, but it is not considered to be a vain reading."
Caressing the white beard, the old lame man, with praise: "The so-called five great families in the world refer to the Xiao family in the capital, the eight families of the Shi family, the Nanhai Mo family, and the Donghai Deng family."
When the voice fell, Deng Jiuling was shocked: "There are only four big families, not five, right?"
"It's really not five." The old lame nodded and explained: "Because, the last family-Tianjia, no one knows whether Tianjia really exists."
"In addition, the five major families in the world can actually be accurately said to be the four major families."
"Uncle, I'm a little dizzy and don't understand what you said." Deng Jiuling asked tentatively.
"The five great families in the world-the Deng family, the Mo family, the Buddhist family, the Tian family, and the Xiao family."
The old lame said with a sneer: "So what kind of thing is the Mo family worthy of being tied with the four major families?"
When the voice fell, Deng Jiuling's heart moved, and he asked tentatively, "Could it be related to the Deng family in the East China Sea, the extermination of Mo Gucheng and the clan?"
"Little six, it seems... you are really enlightened, and the old man is very pleased that you are so smart now."
The old lame nodded, with disgust in his eyes: "There has always been a legend in the rivers and lakes, saying that Mo Gucheng was poor when he was young, but fell in love with the eldest lady of the Deng family in the East China Sea."
"Later, Miss Deng took Mo Gucheng to the East China Sea Mo's House, trying to persuade Deng's parents to agree to their marriage."
"At that time, Miss Deng was already pregnant, but the Deng family opposed this, and the Deng family leader was furious and wanted to forcibly separate the two."
"In the end, Mo Gucheng fell into the magic way, and all of the Deng family was slaughtered overnight."
"Then, the ancient Deng family, known as the sacred land of the East China Sea Budo, disappeared in the East China Sea for thousands of years."
Speaking of this, a trace of ridicule flashed in the eyes of the old lame: "Little Six, don't you wonder why the young Mo Gu City has such a huge power?"
"Mo Gucheng has made outstanding contributions to the harmony and unification of the South China Sea and the East China Sea throughout his life."
"Such a world-class hero, how can he be so confused when he is young and kill the nine races of his beloved?"
When the voice fell, Deng Jiuling frowned immediately: "Uncle, I heard people say that it seems that it is because Mo Gu City is controlled by someone that has gained terrible power."
Shit!
boom!
With a slap on the table, the old lame was furious: "Mo Gucheng is a hero, but in the eyes of the old man, he is just a hypocrite, huh!"
It turned out that the old lame, Yue Qun, and the young Li Daojun, the three of them went down the mountain together and took on an S-class sect mission.
This task is to investigate why the Mei family, a famous martial arts family in the Western Regions, was trampled on the ground overnight.
"Mei's house?" Deng Jiuling's eyelids twitched upon hearing this, and a storm suddenly throbbed in his heart.
Deng Jiuling didn't expect that when he accidentally came to Dalin Temple this time, he would get the core secret of the destruction of Meilang family.
"The family that the Mei family belongs to is the famous Wolong Villa on the rivers and lakes."
The old lame man, who didn't know what Deng Jiuling was thinking, continued:
"At that time, Mei Chaoliang, the owner of Wolong Mountain Villa, was a famous craftsman in the rivers and lakes, who was good at building weapons."
"But overnight, hundreds of people in Wolong Villa were completely dead, leaving no one alive."
"It is said that the young master of the Mei family was not at the Mei family, so he escaped."
"Back then, my senior brother, Li Daojun, after careful investigation, we discovered that the real culprit of the Mei family's destruction, and the destruction of the Donghai Deng family in 80 years, should have been done by a group of people."
After a pause, the old lame man said sadly: "Unfortunately, when our investigation was about to have a breakthrough result, Senior Brother Yue Qun was killed!"
"It turns out that Senior Uncle Yue Qun was not killed by the demon?"
Deng Jiuling frowned, "Uncle, what was the truth back then?"