These living fossils hiding in the dark really have no intention of showing up.
If he were born, his energy and blood would be consumed and his lifespan would be shortened.
Therefore, even if the fragments of the Imperial Arms come into the world, those people can still survive and watch in secret, believing that the next generation can get the fragments.
The appearance of Chang Geng Sword Immortal and Dugu Changkong gave up the idea of a group of living fossils.
"This matter involves Qingzong, I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle."
The Supreme Patriarch of Linghe Sect turned out to be a member of the Qing Sect. This incident was too shocking.
"incredible."
The senior officials of the Ancient Sect Holy Sect were shocked for a long time and were at a loss.
"Do you want to come forward to solve it?"
The old guys hiding in the coffin hesitated.
Just by looking at Dugu Changkong's move, it can be seen that he is not an ordinary monk at the peak of Mahayana. The strong men of various sects cannot truly unite, and they probably cannot be dealt with.
Furthermore, due to Qingzong's cause and effect and the creation of the Imperial Weapon fragments, the old guy hiding in the dark could no longer sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.
"What is the relationship between Linghe Sect and Qingzong?"
someone asked.
"It doesn't matter." Dugu Changkong shook his head and said, "I am just temporarily living in Linghe Sect. It was like this before. Whatever I do in the future has nothing to do with Linghe Sect."
"What do you mean?"
A certain powerful person asked.
"From today on, I am no longer the Supreme Elder of Linghe Sect, but live in this world as a member of the Qing Sect."
Dugu Changkong glanced in the direction of Linghe Sect, feeling a little nostalgic and reluctant, but this day would eventually come, so he was already mentally prepared, with a calm expression.
"Ancestor!"
The elders of Linghe Sect were immediately anxious and wanted to step forward to inquire about the situation, but were stopped by a gentle force.
At this time, there was a breath that could not be ignored coming from a distance.
Looking sideways, he saw an old man dressed in black cloth, walking hobblingly, with no trace of blood on his face, his complexion was pale, he looked very weak, and he was not going to die soon.
The old man in black came from Linghe Gate, crushed the seal of a large teleportation array, and rushed here in a very short time.
"Old Holy Lord!"
The senior officials of Linghe Sect present recognized the old man in black at a glance, were startled, and then saluted in awe.
The old man in black ignored everyone in Linghe Sect and walked straight towards Dugu Changkong. His cloudy eyes were filled with deep affection and his lips were trembling slightly. It was obvious that his mood was not very stable.
He is the old Holy Master of Linghe Sect, a terrifying figure who has lived for more than 20,000 years.
"Brother, why is this so?"
The old Holy Lord ignored the heroes present and said to Dugu Changkong, his voice trembling and his eyes extremely reluctant.
Back then, the old Holy Master and Dugu Changkong hit it off and became friends through Taoism.
Because Dugu Changkong was older, the old Holy Lord called him his elder brother. The brothers were harmonious and there was never any estrangement.
The old Holy Master was not the head of a sect back then, but with the help of Dugu Changkong, he finally took that position.
"I used to live for myself, but now I want to live for Qing Zong's will."
Looking at his old brother, Dugu Changkong naturally felt uncomfortable in his heart. However, there were some things he had to do.
In a daze, Dugu Changkong saw the back of his senior brother running towards the Demon Abyss, desolate, lonely and without any hesitation.
He knew that he was not as good as his senior brother, so he was afraid to retreat before the battle.
He blamed himself and deeply regretted it.
Later, he thought of going to the Demonic Abyss more than once, but he killed them all.
Not afraid of death, but to do something meaningful.
Having practiced Taoism for nearly 30,000 years, he has understood the power of the techniques inherited by the Qing Sect. Although he has not fully understood it, he has about ten percent of it. Therefore, he wants to hold up this world for the descendants of the Qing Sect and slowly transfer what has been lost.
Take it back slowly.
Since I plan to do something for Qingzong, how can I bear the name of the Supreme Elder of Linghe Sect.
There were tears in the eyes of the old Holy Lord, and he swallowed slightly. Thousands of words finally turned into two words: "Brother..."
In the future, if Dugu Changkong wants to settle the karma of the past, he will definitely become the enemy of Linghe Sect.
The old Holy Lord knew this, there was no resentment, only heartache.
Except for the old Holy Lord, no one can understand the helplessness and pain deep in Dugu Changkong's heart.
The prosperity of Linghe Sect today is inseparable from Dugu Changkong's contribution.
However, Dugu Changkong will have to live with another identity in the future, and may have to destroy the prosperity of Linghe Sect with his own hands, just like destroying his own child, how sad.
"No need to say more, I have made up my mind."
Dugu Changkong pursed his lips and smiled at the old Holy Lord, looking very calm.
Only the old Holy Lord understood that his brother's heart was definitely not as plain as he seemed on the surface: "I understand."
In the future, can you and I, brothers, still sit together and drink tea and discuss Taoism?
The old Holy Lord misses the past years very much, as if it were yesterday, vivid in his mind, and like his previous life, out of reach.
"Although what Linghe Sect did to Qingzong was done by our ancestors, the descendants of the future generations have received favors and cannot distance themselves from the relationship. If Qingzong wants to seek justice in the future, Linghe Sect is willing to bear the corresponding responsibility.
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The words of the old Holy Lord fully represent the meaning of Linghe Sect.
In other words, Linghe Sect is willing to give up the part of the resources that once occupied Qingzong, and use its greatest ability to make up for the mistakes of its ancestors.
For the sake of brotherly love, the old Holy Lord is quite capable. At least, he doesn't want to be an enemy of Dugu Changkong, let alone embarrass Dugu Changkong.
He gave in for the sake of his brother and to make up for the mistakes made by the ancestors of the Linghe Sect.
After saying this, the old Holy Lord turned and left, without saying a word to anyone else from beginning to end.
This time, at the risk of shortening his lifespan, the old Holy Master also wanted to meet Dugu Changkong up close.
Because he was afraid that if he missed this time, he would not have this opportunity in the future.
Looking at the departing figure of the old Holy Lord, Dugu Changkong felt mixed emotions in his heart.
It is precisely because the Linghe Sect is relatively harmonious and values relationships that Dugu Changkong has been able to stay for so long and feel a bit nostalgic.
As for why Dugu Changkong did not return to the Xuan Qing Sect, he obviously did not want to cause trouble to the Xuan Qing Sect and also believed that he was not qualified.
"What's next?"
The great masters saw Dugu Changkong's strength and felt frightened.
Their abilities are not much different from the old man with a cane. Since Dugu Changkong can suppress the old man with a cane with one finger, he can easily kill himself.
Risking your own demise to stand out is not a good choice.
However, with the fragments of the imperial weapon right in front of us, do we really want to give up?
Everyone is in trouble, neither advancing nor retreating.
Hundreds of powerful officials did not dare to take any action. Dugu Changkong had no time to wait and planned to leave with Wu Junyan and others.
Just as Dugu Changkong turned around, a coffin suddenly floated from the depths of the dark starry sky. The thick smell of decay permeated all walks of life, making people's hearts palpitate and their souls tremble.