Chapter 264: Sword Immortal's Old Friend, Wu Junyan's Master
"Perhaps, even if I give in, you won't get what you want."
Li Muyang glanced at the void somewhere to the side and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
What does Sword Immortal mean by this sentence?
Is this a concession or no concession?
All the powerful officials looked at each other for a few times, wondering what the profound meaning of Li Muyang's words was.
"As long as the sword fairy gives in, we are willing to cooperate."
An ancestor from the Holy Land said.
The implication is that if everyone can see the fragments of the imperial weapon with their own eyes and understand together, the rest of the matter can be led by the Sword Immortal. They can think of a way not to hurt Wu Junyan's life, or even destroy his foundation and rebuild it together
, absolutely unambiguous.
Compared with the fragments of the imperial weapons and that ancient history that has been covered in dust, it is worth spending any amount of resources.
"You old guys insist on snatching the opportunities that the juniors get, and you are shameless."
Li Muyang pointed his sword at the heroes and cursed.
"It doesn't matter if you lose face in pursuit of the great road."
Everyone really didn't want to fight to the death with Li Muyang.
Once it reaches that level, it's unclear whether Li Muyang will die, but some of these old guys will definitely have to be buried in the stars.
No one wants to be the unlucky guy, so they naturally want to solve the problem in a peaceful way.
They had just fought hundreds of rounds and everyone failed to suppress Li Muyang, so they wanted to have a good discussion with Li Muyang to see if they could handle the matter without fighting.
"Old man, please stop watching the fun. After all, he is yours, so you can't let me protect you!"
Li Muyang was too lazy to talk nonsense with these old guys and shouted loudly into the void on one side.
Seeing this, everyone was shocked and looked there one after another.
Who is the sword fairy talking to?
Everyone's heart trembled slightly, and their bodies tensed up unconsciously.
Can a person who can be called an old friend by the swordsman be an ordinary person?
In the impression of a group of old guys, Chang Geng Sword Immortal lives alone and seems to have few close friends!
"Sword Immortal, I haven't seen you for many years. You are well."
A man was dressed in plain white cloth, with a slightly stooped body, a dark face, and many wrinkles. He appeared from a hidden void and walked slowly, one step at a time.
"Who is he?"
The monks who were hiding in the distance and watching the excitement did not recognize any of them at first sight.
"Ancestor Dugu!"
The core elders of Linghe Sect were shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
Dugu Changkong, the Supreme Ancestor of the Linghe Sect, a living fossil in the true sense, has lived for nearly 30,000 years.
The lifespan of a Mahayana monk ends at about 30,000 years.
In other words, Dugu Changkong is getting closer and closer to the day of his death.
"Ancestor, why are you here?"
Among the hundreds of powerful men, there were naturally strong men from the Linghe Sect. Several people looked at Dugu Changkong, surprised and respectful, and asked questions in confusion.
"That child is the disciple that I took in hundreds of years ago."
Dugu Changkong glanced at Wu Junyan inside the Buddhist bead barrier and said in a slightly hoarse voice.
"What?"
The core elders of Linghe Sect and the sect members nearby were stunned when they heard this.
I'm sorry that we have been fighting for so long, but we are actually beating our own people.
Thinking of this, the digital masters of Linghe Sect opened their mouths, extremely embarrassed.
This is too embarrassing!
The dignitaries of Linghe Sect were stunned for a long time, secretly thinking that it was a good thing they didn't cause too much trouble, otherwise they would definitely become the laughing stock of the world in the future.
In this case, the fragments of the Imperial Armament belong to our Linghe Sect, so why fight? We have to protect Wu Junyan!
Within the barrier of Buddha beads, Wu Junyan changed his indifferent expression, opened his mouth slightly, his eyes were shining with strange light, he was very excited, and his mood could not be calmed down.
"Old Wu, do you still have a master?"
Chen Qingyuan had never heard Wu Junyan mention this matter before, and was very surprised.
Wu Junyan kept looking at Dugu Changkong with awe in his eyes, and there was still a bit of longing that could not be erased.
Daochen Buddha, who was watching the bustle on the side, took a deep look at Wu Junyan, and then looked at the group of powerful men in the starry sky, silently chanting sutras and staying calm.
"Wu Junyan actually has such a background."
Many people in Beihuang were stunned.
"I remember one thing. It is said that when Wu Junyan was young, a crane came to his door. Maybe that crane was the spiritual beast of Linghe Sect."
Many people in the Northern Wilderness know about this matter. Visions happen all the time in the world. How can anyone think of the Linghe Gate, the top holy land in the Dizhou?
"Wait a minute, in terms of seniority, don't we still call Wu Junyan uncle, or uncle?"
Several core elders are old guys who have lived for tens of thousands of years, and it feels very awkward when I think of this.
Dugu Changkong's prestige in Linghe Sect is extremely high. The current Holy Master and many core elders have received his grace and teachings.
"Master, we didn't know he was your old disciple, please forgive me."
An elder gritted his teeth and said, preparing to be punished.
Although these elders of Linghe Sect possess the peak of Mahayana combat power, they do not dare to be disrespectful to this respected Dugu Patriarch. Not only because of their strength, but also because of the grace of preaching.
"Although he is my disciple, he has nothing to do with Linghe Sect."
After saying this, Dugu Changkong slowly walked towards Li Muyang.
Look at his appearance, he is as skinny as a stick and is about to die.
What does this mean?
The people in Linghe Sect looked confused, and the practitioners around them couldn't understand this sentence either.
Dugu Changkong is the Supreme Patriarch of Linghe Sect, but the disciple he accepted has nothing to do with Linghe Sect. It doesn’t make sense!
"You are getting old. It seems you don't have many years left to live."
When the scene changed, Li Muyang and Dugu Changkong were very close to each other, their eyes met, and they were reunited as old friends, showing a particularly happy smile.
"really."
Dugu Changkong is much older than Li Muyang, and he cannot accept old age.
"You lost one move to me back then, but now I probably can't beat you."
Li Muyang looked at Dugu Changkong for a few times and knew that his strength was not inferior to that of himself at his peak.
In short, Dugu Changkong has stood on the divine bridge.
"I just received favor from my ancestors, how dare I compare with the Sword Immortal."
Dugu Changkong sighed softly and belittled himself.
But this is also a fact. Without the accumulation of ancestors, no matter how evil Dugu Changkong is, he will definitely not be able to reach this step.
"You handle your apprentice's affairs."
Li Muyang laughed and retreated to the void, drinking and watching.
What did I just hear?
The Sword Immortal said that he could not defeat the Supreme Patriarch of Linghe Sect now, it was impossible!
Judging from what that said, the two had fought against each other a long time ago, and the difference in strength was not very big.
Although Dugu Changkong of Linghe Sect has quite a reputation, he has not reached such heights!
The monks from all sects felt their scalps go numb when they heard it, and they felt an extremely ominous feeling.
The people of Linghe Sect were even more confused. Why didn't they know that Patriarch Dugu had a battle with Sword Immortal?
"My child, I am very pleased that you have come this far."
Dugu Changkong ignored the heroes in the world and turned to look at Wu Junyan with a kind face.