He had discovered that there was a false ‘tongue’ formed by water light in his mouth.

"Qishan Dao is also an ancient sect. Unfortunately, the age is too long. Their secret techniques may be the best in the world at that time, but they are nothing compared to the current practice world. The one who is interested in the true form of the destruction method cannot be Lin Lilong."

The Blue Narcissus stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the waves: "Although it may not be better than the ancients, the Qishan Road was not considered a first-class force back then. Their things were of no use after ten thousand years."

There was once a great scholar in the world of cultivation. Today is not necessarily better than the ancients, nor is it better than the present.

He had some interest in ancient inheritance, but he was not determined to win it. The true form diagram of the Destruction of the Dharma can only be considered ordinary among many ancient inheritances.

If you pass by, then take a look. If you don’t go along, you may not be able to go there even if you take a look.

"Um?"

Yuan Duxiu was slightly stunned and suddenly felt a hint of loss in his heart.

Do others think of something as a treasure?

He would not doubt the words of Blue Narcissus, because he had already made the "Demonic Destruction Real Form" to him, and there was no need for him to deceive himself.

"But I have nothing else."

Yuan Duxiu smiled bitterly.

I seem to live under the same world as this young master Lan, but I seem to be from two worlds.

This illusion made him feel a little sour.

"You keep the true form of the Dharma Destruction Map yourself. Although you are not first-class in qualifications, you can barely be my sword-holding boy."

Lan Shui Narcissus glanced at him, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the hearts of the people: "Heaven and earth have their own luck, and people have their own energy. Your sign of death is only in an instant. It is also your fate to meet me.

Of course, I shouldn't die."

A boy holding a sword?

Yuan Duxiu's lips squirmed. If it were the past, he would refuse such a problem without thinking about it, but now...

He looked down at the younger brother in his arms and was silent.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Du Xiucai slowly spoke: "Young Master Lan, if I am your boy holding a sword, can I still avenge my Yuan family's destruction?"

"Wanfa Tower is a first-class sect in Dongzhou, and Lin Lilong is one of the true teachings of all Dharmas..."

The blue daffodil is fluttering in white clothes, his breath is as light as a fairy, and his voice is as gentle as water vapor: "If you become my sword-holding boy, if you want to take revenge, I will not help you, and I may even stop you."

He was very calm.

Wanfa Tower and Taiyimen are both the right path. He holds a sword under his seat, so of course he cannot kill the true teachings of Wanfa Tower.

But Lin Lilong was extremely domineering and would not allow others to touch his family at all. If he wanted to take revenge and kill his younger brother, he would definitely face him.

He was not afraid of Lin Lilong, but he didn't want to fight him to death.

After hearing this, Yuan Duxiu sighed relieved: "In this way, I have to thank Master Lan for your kindness... As a son of man, if you don't get this revenge, you'd rather die!"

"Yuan Duxiu! If you miss today's opportunity, you will definitely regret it."

Lan Liu couldn't help it anymore, and he whispered: "This is your chance to jump out of the fish pond to see the world. Think twice!"

He had a good impression of Yuan Duxiu. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't bother to say more to him.

Yuan Duxiu just shook his head and said nothing.

He refused. He didn't know if he would regret it in the future, but at this time, he really didn't regret it.

"If you don't know that others are suffering, why bother to persuade others to be generous? After all, I can't do it."

The blue daffodil turned around and the sound floated:

"In this way, I will leave a true form of the destruction method. I can protect you for ten years. Within ten years, no one in Lanshui Town dares to kill you.

Ten years later, it depends on your luck.”

After saying that, Yuan Duxiu felt the waves around him flashing. In the next moment, he could no longer see the pavilion and the fairy-like young master Lan.

What appeared in front of him was Lan Liu's expressionless face.

This time, Lan Liu didn't say a word again, and left with a very displeasure.

Feeling the disappearing "tongue" looking at Lan Liu who was leaving, Yuan Duxiu tightened his arms and then hooked his younger brother with one arm.

Bent down and traced the hard stone wall with your fingers.

Draw the "True Form of Destruction" in my memory.
Chapter completed!