"You must give me an explanation."

An old man with half gray hair was sitting quietly on a bamboo chair. In front of him was a pool, and behind him, a young man in a purple robe was questioning the old man with a hint of uncontrollable anger.

The man in a purple robe looked only in his twenties, with his hair tied behind his head with a purple strap. He was tall and straight, and his facial features were also very handsome, especially his nose looked taller than ordinary people, but the skin on his face was too fair, without any blood, and looked like white jade, and even in the sunlight, there was a slight cold light. In addition, the two big white round earrings on his ears added a bit of weirdness.

Tadpole-like runes flowing on his purple robe, emitting strong waves of mana. But if you see this person at first sight and attract your attention at the first time, it must be under the feet of this person.

The man's feet were about ten feet away from the ground, and the dark blue light shone. The dark blue light was like a hexagonal dark blue jade plate, with strange patterns. The light like a dark blue jade plate was just the atmosphere formed by the natural fluctuations of magic power on his body.

This strict atmosphere made him not like walking in his actions, but as if he was floating with a dark blue jade plate.

He angrily questioned the old man with gray hair in front of him. Two large white round earrings on his ears were swaying slightly, and the whole world behind him seemed to be vaguely shaking.

It seemed that the whole world was trembling because of his anger.

The momentum that is hidden in this way can only appear in powerful people like Kuang Wuxin and Qilianliancheng.

"What explanation?"

The old man with gray hair turned around slightly. The old man's back looked very peaceful. He was wearing an ordinary eust yellow robe, and there seemed to be no trace of magic power fluctuations on his body. Except for the scattered hair, it seemed that there was no difference from an ordinary old man. However, the old man who turned around had an indescribable terror.

The old man's face on his left seemed to have been smashed by some blunt weapon, and all of them were broken. Although the wounds had already grown, the flesh and blood in many places were completely gone, and under the hideous and terrifying wounds, thick white bones were exposed. His left arm was also broken, and his sleeves hung empty on the chair under him.

This is a disabled old man in a twilight age, because even half of his intact face is covered with wrinkles as deep as a knife and black or brown spots that are only true old people have. But his only intact eyes are very vivid and full of vitality, as if there is a lively picture inside, which makes people easily attracted by his eyes at first glance.

"What explanation?"

The young man in a purple robe walked forward, and the hexagonal blue light under his feet seemed to have waves of white and blue lights alternating on his face. "You have called all the night demons under my seat, don't you need to give me any explanation?"

"What explanation do I need?" The gray-haired old man did not stand up. His intact eyes seemed to be looking at the young man interestingly, and he didn't seem to feel the powerful power emitted by the man in the purple robe. "Ling Shitian, since you and the third brother have both been defeated by me, your subordinates are still all my subordinates in the past ten years. I call them, and there is no need to give you any explanation, let alone I have not only called your subordinates, but I have also called the Blood Yama under the third brother's seat."

"you"

The young man in a purple robe suddenly tightened his body, and the hexagonal blue light naturally emitted under his feet seemed to tighten slightly, but a terrifying aura seemed to appear in his body, as if something extremely terrifying would suddenly appear in this world at the next moment.

But at this moment, the old man with gray hair smiled, "Of course I don't need to give you any explanation, but if you have something unknown and want to ask me, don't walk through that line. I may be able to talk to you." After a pause, looking at the man in purple robe who suddenly stopped, the old man with gray hair continued, "It seems that although you have completely refined the demonic heart, your mind and nature are still more or less affected. If you don't pay attention to these, you may not even be able to beat the third brother in ten years."

Behind the old man with gray hair, there was a line, which was a shallow line carved on the stone. It was crooked, like a naughty boy who casually drew a stone on the ground, but this line seemed to have some special meaning to the old man with gray hair and the man in purple robe. After hearing the old man's words, the man in purple robe stopped less than three feet away from the line.

...

"Why?"

After a slight silence, the faint anger in the eyes of the man in the purple robe disappeared, but even so, the blue light under his feet and his white jade-like face still naturally exuded a heart-warming chill.

"What are you talking about is why I promised to cooperate with Kuang Wuxin?" The gray-haired old man looked at him vividly with his only intact eyes, "Or mean anything else?"

"Let's talk about this first." The man in purple robe sneered: "Don't you really think that after Kuang Wuxin takes charge of Kunlun, he will give us a share of the pie, right?"

"I never thought so." The old man shrugged his shoulders and said with some sarcasm, "But I will not refuse to do anything that may weaken Kunlun's strength."

"You mean..." The man in purple robe was stunned and frowned. Suddenly, the expression in his eyes seemed to change from a look of a mortal enemy to a teacher's expression.

"Whether Kuang Wuxin or Huang Wushen, as long as there is a existence like Kunlun, it is not much different for us." A strange smile appeared on the old man's face, "And I don't think Kuang Wuxin will definitely defeat Huang Wushen."

The man in purple robe continued to think and frowned and said, "It turns out that you promised Kuang Wuxin that you sent so many subordinates under us to help him, just to make Kunlun lose more strength. But you said you don't think Kuang Wuxin can defeat Huang Wushen, and then our strength will definitely suffer heavy losses."

"If Kuang Wuxin is really not the opponent of Huang Wushen, then few of us will come back." The old man's body revealed a tragic aura, which had nothing to do with cultivation... This is the aura that only those who have experienced that kind of real war and survived that kind of war will have. Even if they survived the battle of Zhaoyao Mountain, the King of Beiming, who looked at the direction where Qilianlian City left that day, did not have such a breath.

The old man who exuded this unique tragic aura on his body said silently: "But if we can use our five-point strength and also reduce Kunlun's strength by four or five points, it will be worth it."

The man in purple robe was silent for a moment and nodded.

He knew very well that if everyone lost half of the loss, it would be equal in literally. However, if a behemoth like Kunlun was lost half of the loss, the gap between himself and Kunlun would be narrowed invisibly. The simplest truth... If we follow the simplest algorithm, for example, two armies, one of them had a number of two thousand and the other had a number of twenty thousand. The original gap was a gap of ten thousand. But if both were lost half, one side would become one thousand and the other would become one thousand, and the other would become one thousand, and the gap would be only nine thousand.

The reason why he came to question the old man before was not because he didn't want to make any moves, but just wanted to stay here. He also knew in his heart that with Kunlun almost controlling the entire world, Kunlun's strength was rising like a snowball, and they had to take the initiative to do something, otherwise in his calculations, Kunlun would probably have enough places to destroy this place in less than ten years... to sweep the entire Zhanzhou territories.

And in the end, no matter whether Kuang Wuxin wins or Huang Wushen wins, from this point of view, the old man made the choice is undoubtedly correct. Because with their strength alone, even if no one sent out can come back, Kunlun will lose more than 40% of his strength.'

"I know you've also sent someone to help Luobei."

The man in purple robe no longer scolded the old man in question, and calmed down, "What do you want to do? Will Kunlun lose more strength? With those of them alone, it is impossible for them to kill Qilianlian City. If you really want to kill him, I will go with the third brother."

"I don't have such an idea. I can't imagine what kind of vortex will be rolled up between Qilianlian City and Luobei, and what kind of power will it trigger. I don't want you two to roll it in. This is a battle between Kunlun and Luofu. With our strength, we can't easily intervene. Moreover, we have put so many of Kuang Wuxin. If there is a lot of damage here, even if Kunlun can lose 60% of its strength, I'm afraid we will be easily destroyed in the future." The old man shook his head.

, gray hair swept across half of his broken face, "I don't want to put the eggs in a basket like Mingruo. Although this is clear, it is too risky. I asked them to go, just to let them convey a meaning to Luobei at the right time... At some time, at some time, at some time, we Zhanzhou land will stand on his side. Whether from Luofu's usual code of conduct or Luobei, if the good intentions we conveyed, he will not forget our kindness in the future."

After a pause, the gray-haired old man suddenly looked at the man in purple robe and said, "If you really want to take action, you can go to Kunlun with the third brother."

"Go to Kunlun?"

"Yes. Go to Kunlun." The gray-haired old man nodded, "You two, don't interfere with the matter between Kuang Wuxin and Huang Wushen. But if you are guaranteed to leave safely and soundly, you may be able to hurt Huang Wushen, you can take action once. As long as you hurt him."

"Wait for a chance to hurt Huang Wushen?" The man in purple robe shook his head in confusion, "I want to know the reason. Because I know that the third brother may not understand the reason."

"There is a lion in the forest. The lion eats whoever he wants to eat. No one dares to resist, because no one dares to resist it, because no one is his opponent. One day when it was thinking of eating a cow, the cow couldn't help but resist, and it was accidentally injured a little. But a few days later, the lion died. It was not because of the injury of the cow's head, because the cow just broke a little skin and made it shed a little blood. It still easily bit the cow to death and ate the cow." The old man's only intact eyes shone with a wise and vivid light, "This lion died, but because other animals began to feel... it turned out that it would also bleed and hurt. If the cow could hurt it, they could naturally hurt it. So there were wolves, tigers... many beasts began to challenge it and hurt it, and this lion that once ruled the entire forest died like this."

"Kunlun, Huang Wushen, is such a lion... Someone has stood up to be an enemy of Kunlun, but that's not enough. After Huang Wushen's cultivation level has been achieved, no one has ever been able to defeat him or hurt him. No one knows how high his cultivation level is. Although he may only be a little higher than Kuang Wushen, or similar to Kuang Wushen's current life. But as long as Kunlun is still so powerful and still has such an existence, not many people will stand on the opposite side of Kunlun and him. If you can hurt him, even as long as people feel that he is in a great threat of being killed, there will be more and more powers to dare to destroy Kunlun's strength."

The man in purple robe took a deep breath and slowly vomited it out. After a moment, he suddenly couldn't help but curse, "No wonder I have been practicing for so many years but still can't beat you, an old guy. I definitely couldn't imagine what you mean."

"If I have practiced for a long time, I will be much longer than you. But you will definitely defeat me one day. Because I have lived for so many years, you just need to be careful. When my life is over, you will definitely be alive." The old man grinned, "But you and the third brother must be more careful. You must only take action if you are 100% sure that you are both absolutely safe and can hurt Huang Wushen. Otherwise, you must not take action."

"Are you really old guy? You care so much about our safety?" the man in purple robe cursed.

"Ling Shitian, you're wrong. I care about my own safety." The old man said: "For Kunlun and Huang Wushen, we are definitely more annoying than Zhaoyaoshan. Because the first flag they flaunted was to eradicate us, and I always feel that it is because the three of us are good that Kunlun did not attack us. If any of you two accidentally lose their lives, it may be that in a few days, I will follow you too."

"Okay, I accept your statement." Although the old man spoke very ruthlessly, the man in purple robe was not angry. He turned around and seemed to want to leave, but suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the old man, "I have one last question... A broken lotus flower, what's good to look at? It's worth watching all day and day, and also draw a line on the ground, afraid that the magic fluctuations on my body will kill your broken lotus flower?"

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In front of the old man was a lotus pond.

A lotus pond that is very simple, made of bluestone, and the railings are also piled together with simple stone strips, without any beauty.

In the lotus pond, which is less than ten feet in a radius, there are a few thin lotus leaves floating, and a white slightly pink lotus blooms.

In a pool of green water, this lotus that was very ordinary...even a bit of broken lotus was just a broken lotus, just like the man in purple robe said, and it really didn't look much.

But when he heard the last question of the man in purple robe, a complicated look flowed out in the old man's eyes. "Some things seem precious because they are few and not because they are not."

The man in purple robe thought about it again, and seemed to have some realization, but he seemed a little angry. With his own identity, he seemed useless in front of the old man, and there was no trace of comparison. So after pausing, the man in purple robe stopped saying anything, and disappeared from the old man's sight with a glimmer of light under his feet.

...

If the old man looks from a distance from the sky, it looks like a small black island.

But if you look closer, you can see clearly that the small island where he is located is not a lake or a sea area, but a large lake surrounded by black water and mud. This lake is like the valley full of death and corpses in the King of Northern Ming Dynasty.

The difference is that in this infinite and vast land, there are still plants like reeds growing sparsely.

But... In the mud that can be seen, including the infinite and vast mud, the dead mud, and on the small islands like graves in the mud, there is only one pool in front of the old man, and this lotus flower blooms in this pool.

This infinite and vast mud swamp is the place where the legend of the world, the most gathering of masters of the magical Taoist techniques! No cultivator in the world dares to enter lightly.

"Because there is no, it seems precious."

The old man knew that the man in purple robe might not be able to understand the true meaning of what he said. In fact, he did not tell the man in purple robe. For example, he understood the truth, and only because he heard that Yuan Tianyi attacked Kunlun could understand it. He didn't understand why Yuan Tianyi did that before. Because although Yuan Tianyi's magic was flawed, it was the best choice to die vigorously when his power was not exhausted. However, the old man knew that in Luofu's way of doing things, Yuan Tianyi would not do such a "silly" thing. According to his usual way, he did not have to directly come to Kunlun, but could easily attack in secret, kill countless Kunlun masters, and destroy Kunlun's strength until the day his strength was exhausted.

But when the lotus bloomed, the old man suddenly figured it out. Those masters who could be easily killed, and even the figures among the top ten golden immortals, were not the foundation of Kunlun. Kunlun represented by Huang Wushen is the most unshakable thing in Kunlun.

Yuan Tianyi went to Kunlun to find Huang Wushen to fight, and wanted to shake the foundation of Kunlun. Yuan Tianyi's actions were to bring the greatest damage to Kunlun. This was also Luo Fu's usual principle of behavior. Unfortunately, Huang Wushen seemed to have discovered this and chose to endure. So although Yuan Tianyi killed so many Kunlun masters, although he and Luo Bei have now stood up to be enemies with Kunlun... there are already people who dare to be enemies with Kunlun, but this is not enough...

The old man admitted that Yuan Tianyi was a character who surpassed him, and Huang Wushen... the person who could make Yuan Tianyi lose his ultimate goal, although he also borrowed the general trend of Kunlun, it also made the old man feel in his heart that Huang Wushen is also far above him.

However, looking at the broken lotus flowers mentioned by the man in purple robe in front of him, the terrifying old man smiled slightly.

Zhanzhou Zetian, which is extremely difficult to grow other plants, has produced such a lotus flower after all. Although there are few people like Yuan Tianyi and Luobei, although they are precious, they are not without them. There are always some people in this world who are unwilling to live according to the wishes of others.

The old man's smile was very gentle and happy at this moment.

"It is said that Kunlun has many lotus flowers, many lotus flowers growing in stone milk liquid... But there are so many, maybe Huang Wushen's mood when he looked at those lotus flowers is not as good as I was when I looked at this lotus?" The old man smiled and thought in his heart.
Chapter completed!