Wei Zong looked around coldly. Everyone he saw lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at him.
Wei Zong's face was a little cold. These people had some strength, but he didn't like them. These prisoners had been here for so many years, and their foundations were basically ruined. They were depleted of energy and blood. They didn't know how much it would cost to return to their peak.
, and may even never be recovered.
What's more, most of these prisoners are rebellious people. Even if they are brought into the family, their loyalty cannot be guaranteed. Besides, the Wei family has no shortage of fighting power like them, so why should they contain these time bombs?
Woolen cloth?
In short, in one sentence, letting these people go will do more harm than good.
No longer paying attention to these prisoners, Wei Zong walked deeper into the dungeon, with Su Bei still following him silently.
As if they knew what was happening above, the prisoners below were silent. No one spoke anymore, and Wei Zong was very happy and at ease.
They walked down the dungeon level after level, and soon, the two of them arrived at the penultimate level.
There is only one person detained here, an old man wearing a navy blue robe.
Here, Wei Zong suddenly stopped and did not go further down.
When the old man heard the noise, he slowly opened his eyes and saw Wei Zong. He smiled, with an old face like a blooming chrysanthemum.
"You're here... Pangjian!"
He said.
Wei Zong didn't have any surprises. As early as when he saw the knife, he knew that the person in front of him would be there.
"Go to the next level by yourself."
Wei Zong turned his head and told Su Bei, and then punched the secret door blocked by layers of agencies. Under the mighty spiritual power, countless spiritual defense formations flashed on the secret door, but under Wei Zong's fist, he
It was shattered without holding on for a moment.
Wei Zong withdrew his fist, the previous secret door disappeared, and a secret passage leading to the last floor appeared in front of several people.
"I won't accompany you anymore. Go and have a good chat with your mother."
Wei Zong patted Su Bei on the shoulder, and then turned his attention to the old man in front of him.
Although Su Bei felt something was wrong, he did not dare to say anything. He glanced at the two of them strangely and walked away.
"Pang Jian, is this your new disciple?"
The old man looked at Su Bei's back and asked casually.
"Pang Jian... is already in the past tense. My name is Wei Zong now!" Wei Zong corrected the other party's name, and then said: "Su Bei can't be called my disciple for the time being, but it's not far away.
!”
"I really envy you. You can find the disciples you like in such a small place. Unlike me, those useless things make me very angry!"
There was a bit of envy in the old man's eyes, and he sighed.
"Forget it, don't say you don't have these anymore, you should be getting there soon!"
Wei Zong spoke and looked at the old man intently, as if he wanted to see through him.
This old man is not a simple man. He is one of the sword emperors in the sword world, named Di Lin. He and Di Lin are close friends. When they were young, they traveled together and traveled across the world. Although Di Lin seems to be
He looks like an old man, but in fact this is just one of his incarnations. In order to go further, Di Lin has taken countless incarnations, scattered in various worlds, and comprehending the world of mortals.
When mentioning this, Di Lin, who was originally smiling and smiling, fell silent and said after a long time: "Although I have gained a lot of insights over the years, I am still far away from that step! The closer I get to that step, the more insignificant I feel."
When they reached their level, there weren't many things that could make them feel awe. But even he, who had always been fearless, was a little daunted by that step.
"Forget it, let's not talk about me, it's you." Di Lin changed the subject, "Broken and then established, deceiving the secrets of heaven, stealing the sky and changing the day. When you return to the top, the chance of reaching that step is much greater than mine."
"Maybe, who can tell what will happen in the future?"
Wei Zong didn't take it seriously. The most important thing was to do well now and act steadily.
"I can't compare to you." Di Lin shook his head and said with a wry smile.
"You don't know, I was shocked when I learned that you were besieged by those people. I was still thinking at that time, when did an old trickster like you get tricked by someone? What happened later turned out to be true.
As I expected, all this is just a game you set up. But you are brave enough to play such a big game. When you wanted to replace the sword, I don’t know how many old immortals were alarmed by you.
The commotion at that time could be described as attracting attention from all walks of life, but I didn’t expect that in the end you just made a false shot, left your mark on the sword and ran away.”
When he mentioned it, Di Lin was beaming with joy.
"Forget it, forget about these things. Did anything big happen after I left?"
Wei Zong interrupted Di Lin's chatter, this was what he urgently wanted to know.
Without answering Wei Zong's question directly, Di Lin just said:
"More than three thousand years have passed since you disappeared!"
"so long?"
Even Wei Zong was surprised. The longer the time goes by, the more variables there will be.
"But the past three thousand years have been relatively peaceful. Nothing major happened. After all, the biggest thing was the one you caused before."
Di Lin glanced at Wei Zong speechlessly.
"That's good."
Wei Zong felt relieved and asked: "Where is Yao'er? How is she?"
"After you left, Yao'er broke away from Taichu Sword Pavilion and established her own business. Now she is one of the overlords in the sword world."
Speaking of this, Di Lin touched his beard and felt a little relieved.
"This is my previous arrangement. With Yao'er's talent, it is not difficult to do all this. However, Dongfang Jian should be in charge of Taichu Jiange now!"
"Yes, Yao'er took away many of your loyalists, and the rest stayed in the Taichu Sword Pavilion and became loyal supporters of Dongfang Jian. This guy took over your territory and called himself the Taichu Sword Master.
"
"Taichu? Is he worthy?"
Wei Zong sneered, obviously disdainful of Dongfang Jian.
Di Lin sneered, "Hey, that's what I thought too. Who is this Dongfang Jian? He's a dog-like person, and he can bear the title of Taichu? If Yao'er hadn't stopped me at that time, I would have gone directly
Kill this bastard."
He was a little aggrieved and obviously had no good impression of Dongfang Jian.
"There is no need for you to take action. When I return, I will kill him. Besides, if he dares to use my name with confidence, I'm afraid he has those old immortals behind him to support him."
Wei Zong frowned and said slowly.
"So what if we are old and immortal? We dared to provoke them before we reached the Taoist realm. There is no reason why we should be afraid of them now."
Di Lin didn't take it seriously.
"Of course the old immortals are nothing, just a group of guys who hide their heads and tail. But they have lived for so many years, and most of them are connected to "there"."