The iron box is very ordinary, square, just like a pencil box, with a small and exquisite copper lock on it.
"Where is the key?" Ye Qiu asked.
Qilin shook his head: "Nine thousand years old didn't give me the key."
Ye Qiu held the copper lock with his right hand and twisted it gently. Hearing a "click" sound, the copper lock opened.
Then, Ye Qiu opened the box.
A brand new mobile phone appeared in his sight.
Inside the iron box, there was nothing else but a mobile phone.
Ye Qiu took out his mobile phone.
Power on.
The screen lock appeared again.
"What's the password?" Ye Qiu asked.
Qilin replied: "Nine thousand years old said that the password is the day you first met."
Ye Qiu thought for a while and quickly entered a few numbers. Soon, the screen lock was unlocked.
Ye Qiu searched the phone for a while and found that there was not a single text message in the phone, the memo was empty, WeChat was not downloaded, and only a video was stored in the photo album.
He clicked on the video.
In an instant, a nine-thousand-year-old figure appeared.
Cao Yuan was sitting in the tent, wearing a green suit.
Obviously, this video was recorded before he broke into the Wushen Cult headquarters alone.
Cao Yuan smiled and said: "Ye Qiu, when you see this video, I must be dead."
"Don't be sad, because no matter you are a powerful figure or an unknown trafficker, your ultimate fate is death."
"Birth, old age, illness, and death are processes that everyone must go through, and no one can escape them."
"Especially at my age, I have long turned away from death. To tell you the truth, when I watched Su Zi being burned to death on the fire, I wanted to die and spend time with Su Zi.
Go to hell."
"At that time, I was also prepared to die."
"Who knows, the Witch God Cult didn't kill me, they just humiliated me and trampled on my dignity."
"It is precisely because of their torture that awakened my hope of living. I swear that I must live to avenge Su Zi and destroy the Wushen Cult."
"So, I have been planning for many years and founded Longmen."
"The Witch God Cult must regret it very much. If they had killed me, they wouldn't have such a strong enemy like me today... It seems I'm going too far, let's talk about the real thing!"
"Ye Qiu, I believe you have many questions in your mind. I am here to explain them to you one by one."
"Are you curious as to why I suddenly attacked the Witch God Cult?"
Seeing that Jiu Qiansui was talking about business, Ye Qiu immediately pressed the pause button, then walked aside alone and continued to play the video.
Cao Yuandao: "According to my original plan, I plan to unify all the underground forces in China this year. After next spring, I will gather the backbone forces to attack the Wushen Sect."
"But a few days ago, I suddenly received news that the Witch God was about to leave seclusion."
Witch god?
Ye Qiu's face was full of doubts.
Who?
"I wonder if you have ever heard of the Witch God? The Witch God is the founder of the Witch God Sect. He is over a hundred years old and has a high level of cultivation. When your father was ranking the gods, the Witch God ranked second."
What, the Witch God Cult has a master who ranks second on the God List?
Ye Qiu was shocked.
Cao Yuan said: "The Witch God had an accident many years ago while practicing martial arts. He went crazy and became possessed. His cultivation level declined to the level of the Tiger List. Since then, he has disappeared."
"I thought that after so many years, the Witch God was dead, but I didn't expect that this old guy is not dead, and has been in seclusion for these years, trying to find ways to restore his cultivation."
"Once his cultivation level is restored, it will be impossible for Longmen to destroy the Witch God Sect in a short time. In fact, Longmen may even be destroyed by the Witch God Sect."
"Therefore, I must destroy the Witch God Cult before the Witch God comes out of seclusion."
"After I was deprived of my cultivation by the Witch God Sect, by chance, I met an expert who accepted me as a disciple and taught me martial arts. Over the years, I have been secretly practicing martial arts. I have already mastered the five ways.
True Qi, as for whether we can defeat the Witch God, we can only do our best and obey fate."
"But when you see this video, I must have failed."
Cao Yuan's tone was calm, as if he was recounting an insignificant matter.
"Ye Qiu, I gave the sect leader's order to Qinglong and asked Qinglong to pass it on to you."
"After I die, you will be the master of the sect."
"Although we have known each other for a short time, I have great trust in you. You value friendship, trustworthiness, broad mind, good conduct, and excellent martial arts talent. Your future is unlimited. I am relieved to leave Dragon Gate to you.
"
"I am a little worried about two things. First, I am worried that the morale of Longmen will drop sharply after my death; secondly, I am worried that the 10,000 Longmen disciples I brought to Miao territory will be in danger when they retreat.
"
"But I believe Qinglong and Qilin will definitely find a way to lead the Longmen disciples to fight a bloody path. If you and the God of War come to the rescue, it shouldn't be a problem for them to leave the Miao territory alive."
"Ye Qiu, I will leave Longmen to you."
"I hope you will lead the Longmen disciples in the future to expand territory, unify all the underground forces in China, establish a new order, and make this society a better place."
When Ye Qiu heard this, he secretly said in his heart, Nine Thousand Years Old, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations.
Cao Yuan continued:
"The reason why I didn't call you to attack the Witch God Cult this time is because I didn't want you to participate in this battle."
"Because I don't know the situation of the Witch God, I'm not sure about this battle."
"I don't want you to participate because I'm worried that if something unexpected happens, Longmen's elite will be completely damaged."
"You are still young and have a bright future. Your medical skills are superb and you can save lives and heal the wounded. It would be a pity if you died with me in the Miao border."
"In addition, I must leave a few people with great responsibilities for Longmen."
"I hope you can understand my painstaking efforts."
When Cao Yuan said this, he picked up a pot of wine from the side and drank a few gulps.
"Don't laugh, Lord, who is lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times?"
At this moment, Cao Yuan was like a general about to go to the battlefield.
So proud.
Cao Yuan went on to say: "After how long I have been planning, I finally stepped into the Miao territory again. I have no regrets in this life."
"Ye Qiu, you may not know yet, but I just got some news."
"This news makes me very excited. Guess what? Hahaha..."
Cao Yuan burst into laughter, and burst into tears as he smiled.
Ye Qiu saw it and saw that they were tears of joy.
What makes Nine Thousand Years Old so happy?
Ye Qiu is confused.
At this time, Cao Yuan put away his smile and said seriously: "Ye Qiu, I want to ask you something."
"Please help me take care of my daughter."
"Oh, by the way, you know my daughter. She works in your Jiangzhou Hospital. Her name is Su Xiaoxiao."
