"metropolitan!"
Almost all the practitioners of the Immortal Talisman Sect bowed deeply when they saw the face of the old man walking down the mountain path.
Everyone seemed to be a bit shorter at this moment, only Zhang Yi stood there blankly, standing out from the crowd.
The sun fell on the old man, looking at the very familiar figure and face of the old man, countless pictures flashed in Zhang Yi's mind in an instant.
This old man seemed extremely familiar, yet extremely strange.
He still stood there blankly, but finally began to understand why he was able to enter the Immortal Talisman Sect and become a disciple of the Immortal Talisman Sect even though the assessment was very bad.
It's just that the time given to him to think is too short, and he still can't understand why the old man has to spend so much effort to go from Qindi to Yandi with himself.
The old man in the sun looked at Zhang Yi in a daze, his gaze was more genial than the sun.
He walked through the respectful crowd to Zhang Yi and Le Yi.
Le Yi looked at this gentle old man, but couldn't connect him with the strongest practitioner in Yandi at the moment.
Adjectives such as mysterious... scheming... powerful... etc. seem to have nothing to do with this old man at this time.
"None lost?"
After the old man lingered in front of him and Zhang Yi for a few breaths, he came back from his absence and asked, "What do you mean?"
Murong Xiaoyi suddenly became worried.
For some reason, what she was worried about at this time was not the ownership of the mountain gate of the Immortal Fuzong, but Le Yi and Zhang Yi.
The old man looked at Le Yi with a gentle and kind expression, and said with emotion: "You will understand after you take a look at the kit."
Le Yi was stunned again.
"You will know when you take it apart." The old man looked at him and said seriously: "You will understand the real relationship between Huangtian Daomen and Immortal Talisman Sect. You will also understand the relationship between your patriarch and my master relation."
Le Yi's breathing suddenly became rapid.
Almost all the practitioners of the Immortal Talisman Sect also became short of breath. They couldn't understand the old man's words at the moment, but they all felt that the old man's words seemed to contain a great secret, and the answer lay in Le Yi's body. In the bag left by the patriarch of Huangtian Daomen.
Le Yi looked up at the old man again.
Then he took a deep breath, and resolutely opened the kit.
There is a yellowed sheepskin scroll in the kit.
He was sure at a glance that the handwriting on this small sheepskin scroll was indeed from his patriarch.
When he unfolded the small sheepskin scroll and began to read the writing on it, he began to understand why the patriarch left so many notes.
"It turned out to be like this?"
His hands soon began to tremble slightly, and he made a sound in a daze.
His eyes were also dazed, like a lost child who doesn't know how to go.
"Strictly speaking, it's a hoax."
The old man looked at him apologetically, and said slowly: "It's just a well-intentioned scam, a scam that can prevent the prosperity and decline of the Immortal Talisman Sect. So please don't blame your ancestor."
All the disciples of the Immortal Talisman Sect looked at the old man and Le Yi blankly.
They wanted answers, and the atmosphere was too silent and suffocating.
Fortunately, the old man did not make them wait too much.
He opened his mouth and made a clear voice, so that every disciple of the Immortal Talisman Sect could hear clearly: "When Le Ping came out of the mountain to establish the Huangtian Daomen, it was not because of a dispute between emotions, but a deliberate arrangement. The reason for this is that at that time The Xianfu Sect is already the most powerful sect in Yandi... In the eyes of the Sect Master at that time, when everything is in its prime, it is easier to start to decline, just like an invincible dynasty with foreign invasion is more likely to decay and perish."
"There is external pressure to make progress."
After a pause, the old man glanced at the faces of Zhang Yi and all the other disciples of the Immortal Talisman Sect, and then slowly said: "The Huangtian Dao Sect is the Immortal Talisman Sect, and the Immortal Talisman Sect is still the Immortal Talisman Sect, so no matter where you go In one generation, no matter whether it is the Huangtian Taoism that wins the Immortal Talisman Sect, or the Immortal Talisman Sect defeats the Huangtian Taoism, it is the victory of the Immortal Talisman Sect."
"So this is deliberately setting up a hostile sect?" Someone finally realized it completely and couldn't help but make a sound.
"Eclectic is the true meaning of Fu Dao."
The old man raised his head lightly and looked at the high place in the sky, "It is great to be inclusive of all rivers and rivers. No matter what your background is, as long as you are a true disciple of the Immortal Talisman Sect, your achievements can create the Immortal Talisman Sect."
Hearing the old man's words, many teachers of Xianfuzong were full of shame in their eyes, especially when they glanced behind Zhang Yi from the corner of their eyes.
It was only at this time that they finally understood why Xianfuzong could accept Qin people like Zhang Yi.
"There are thousands of paths to attain the Tao. If you stick to those dead talismans, it will be a real pool of stagnant water. After all, you just follow the path of the predecessors and continue to draw a picture, so how much can you achieve?" The old man turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yi, appreciative Said slowly.
Zhang Yi was inexplicably moved. Looking at the old man, he thought clearly about the cause and effect, and knew that the old man's many calculations along the way were all just tests for him. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.
"Since you are here, please be safe. Since you have already understood the deep meaning of your ancestor and my master, you should understand that it is all for this Immortal Talisman Sect. You should stay and practice in the Immortal Talisman Sect."
The old man looked at Le Yi who was also speechless and laughed, and said: "I will hand over the mountain of Xianfuzong to you."
"I will hand over the mountain of Xianfuzong to you..."
The voice was flat, but the voice echoed continuously in the mountains, but it was full of admirable courage from the bottom of my heart.
Le Yi's body trembled violently as if struck by lightning, then he bowed subconsciously and said, "Sect Master."
"You two come with me."
The old man smiled faintly and started to turn around and go up the mountain path, but he followed Zhang Yi and Le Yi at the same time.
"I handed over this mountain to you, but I didn't just talk about it."
When walking to the place where the clouds rose in the middle of the mountain, the old man did not turn around, but said slowly and softly: "Because of some last orders, I can practice hard and challenge such a big sect alone, and I can rest assured that I will entrust this mountain to you."
"I just leave it to any one of you. From now on, when I close my eyes, I can let go of the burden of the Immortal Talisman Sect. Now that there are two of you, and you respect each other, you will naturally help each other."
"The Huangtian Taoist talisman is a talisman for self-cultivation, but it is also the eye of the mountain."
The old man stopped in front of a thatched hut, and just glanced at the threshold of the thatched hut, the bluestone like ordinary rock lit up, emitting a yellow brilliance, which was exactly the same color as the talisman used by Le Yi unanimous.
Le Yi's body shook violently again.
Just the breath from that threshold, he knew that the old man had handed over the eyes of this mountain of talismans to him, and he had really handed over the top of this mountain to him.
"If someone defends, someone will attack."
The old man turned around to look at Zhang Yi, smiled slightly, and said: "Your cultivation base of true energy has not yet been fully developed, but your sword intent has been fully achieved. From now on, you will have to rely more on your sword for external affairs."
Zhang Yi opened her mouth, "I..."
The old man shook his head and interrupted him directly, "Don't underestimate yourself."
Zhang Yi and Le Yi looked at each other.
"Be prepared before it rains."
The old man smiled with satisfaction, looked at a rain cloud covering the city in the distance, and said, "It is my luck to have two students like you so soon."
At this time, Zhang Yi inexplicably thought of the matter of Huangtian Daomen and Xianfuzong, and thought of Su Qin.
He couldn't help raising his head to look at the old man's profile, and asked, "Then my brother..."
"If someone helps, naturally someone will force him."
The old man laughed and said: "Su Qin is not weak, he will fulfill his role very well. As for the future victory or defeat, there are two of you and only one of you, so I am very relieved."
Zhang Yi and Le Yi were speechless again.
They looked at the old man looking at Yanshangdu, and they just felt that the figure of this old man was extremely tall.