Chapter 412 Broken Sect

"Master!"

"Shh, lower your voice."

"But Master..."

"But what is it? Why is there so much nonsense? I don't see so many people outside?"

Talking about an old man in a gray shirt, his clothes were full of patches, and a gray crane crown on his head. At this time, he was crawling in the pit, nervously looking at the wilderness in the distance.

The wilderness is full of monks, either carrying swords or riding monsters, looking for something in the wilderness.

"Xiaobao, do you see? It's the legendary dragon beast, the four-fold sky monster. When I was in full bloom, hey hey, how many such monsters are there? Humph, and the bearded Taoist. The flying sword behind him is the famous thunder-breaking sword, or the eighth generation of leaders of my family gave him the Black Mountain Gate... When you find a good baby as a teacher this time, you will be able to reproduce the glory of your ancestors and raise your eyebrows..."

The old man lowered his voice and chattered, with his eyes shining.

"Master, you have said this a thousand times and you have said it nine hundred times."

The ragged teenager curled his lips and looked helpless.

"Let you keep your voice low!" The old man slapped the back of the teenager on the head, sighed angrily, and said earnestly, "Xiaobao, we came here secretly. If we are found by the people of Shangpinzong, we will not be able to eat it. Even if you are a teacher, you have the ability to communicate with heaven, but they attack them in groups. It is not easy for you to retreat with your whole body.

Dodging the old man's palm, the teenager hesitated for a moment, but still pulled the old man's clothes: "Master, look back."

The old man frowned and turned his head impatiently. In an instant, his body suddenly stiffened and opened his mouth. He saw two young men in white standing outside the pit behind him, holding long swords and looking at him with a sneer.

"Xiaobao, how long have they been here?"

"For a long time..."

"Useless things, why don't you remind me to be a teacher!"

"I..."

The teenager was extremely wronged. Before he finished speaking, he saw that his master's face was full of smiles. He stood up and nodded to the two supervisors.

"Don't blame the two little brothers. The bad guys are clamoring to see the demeanor of your superiors. The little old man really can't resist him. Xiaobao, don't apologize to the two of you!"

Two young men in white looked at each other, and one of them showed a playful look: "How did I hear that the Raven Taoist wants to regain the glory of his ancestors and raise his eyebrows?"

Hearing this, the old man blushed and squeezed out a smile and said, "You two misunderstood. The old man just wanted to give the bad disciple a motivation to practice. He just talked nonsense. Alas, if it hadn't been for my unlucky master who took me as an apprentice, I wouldn't have been this broken suzerain.

The teenager beside him showed resentment and muttered, "You are not the same."

"That's all. For the sake of your forgetfulness in those years, I'll forgive you this time. As the patriarch of the lower grades, you should know where your treasure hunt is? Another supervisor said impatiently.

It seemed to find that the other party was not so difficult to speak. The Raven Taoist looked at the wilderness and said with a sad face, "Two brothers, the treasure hunting ground of the next product has been dug out for a long time, and you can't find any broken copper and iron. You two, do you think it's okay..."

"I've seen a thick-skinned person. I've never seen you so thick. Where should I go? If you talk nonsense, my heart will be broken in your hands today."

"Good to say, good to say."

Seeing that the other party was really angry, the old man quickly pulled the teenager out of the pit, smiled, and then drove his tattered sword to the distance.

"Brother, this Wangxin Sect has been passed down for several generations, but it occupies such a big mountain. It's so wasteful. Why does such a sect still keep it?"

Looking at the back of the crow Taoist, the young man who had ridiculed before disdained.

He shook his head with a smile, and the young man, known as his brother, said quietly, "There is a reason for its existence. When these so-called lower grades were in Jiuyuanzhou, they were also glorious for a while, but they fell here because of the war more than a hundred years ago. It's a pity.

"Isn't the war over? If you become a king and lose a bandit, those sects are so degenerate. It's better to completely cut off one hundred."

"You can't say that. Keeping them means that I will never forget my original, so that I can win people's hearts. As for how long they can exist, it depends on their own fate. Besides, the war is not completely over yet.

"Well, it's just some remnants. I don't think it's been a long time. Not to mention brother, I heard that Jinhua Dongtian has a magic weapon trade fair today. It's better to join in the fun.

......

Flying crookedly in the air, the crow man had a straight face and didn't say a word.

"Master, your flying sword is going to be repaired again."

The teenager who was carried in the air by the old man whispered.

Seeing that the master's face was still tight, the teenager obediently said, "Maybe you can dig ore such as copper essence today, so that you can use it to refine the sword. Master, don't think too much. There must be a way before the car reaches the mountain. Maybe you can find jade essence and gold essence in addition to copper essence..."

Before the teenager finished speaking, the crow Taoist had already burst into tears, with a runny nose and tears, rubbing * pinching the teenager's face hard.

"It's rare for you to be so sensible. I, a Taoist, have a bad life in my life. It's a blessing that I don't expect to get you as an apprentice."

"It hurts so much, Master, let it go!" The young man danced and tried his best to break free from the old man's clutches. He looked at his master in a complicated way and said quietly, "The disciple doesn't ask for anything else, as long as the master doesn't let the apprentice take the blame in the future."

"Of course, today is an exception." The old man laughed and wrote lightly.

The dusk was long, and about two columns of incense flew. An old man and a young man finally came to the abyss.

Nearly 200 years have passed since the vigorous war. Countless immortals and demons who died in the war have also made many more ruins. To this day, these ruins are still buried with the blood of the past, but they leave a trace of expectation for their successors. At this time of year, the sects of Dongtianfudi will carry out large-scale treasure hunting, but the old battlefields are distributed according to the rank of the sect. The Shangpin sect can naturally get the largest ancient battlefield. As for the Wangxin Sect, which has fallen to a single descendant of the lower sect, it can only get the ruins that are almost no treasure to find, or even not yet. I know if there has been a war in this ruin.

On the surface, the top-quality sects do not forget the origin, so that those declining sects have a glimmer of vitality. However, once the rank is divided, the fate of these declining sects has been determined.

"Raven, why did you come so late today?"

"The Wangxin Sect is a big sect with a flying sword. How can you look like the copper essence?"

"Say that's right, Raven Shangren, the last bit of copper essence suzerain will not keep you. Haha, goodbye."

Those early subordinate suzerains looked at the crow Taoist, and all of them were full of spring breeze. After a little greeting, they said goodbye with the copper essence at hand, leaving only the crow Taoist and Xiaobao and the bottomless abyss.

"Master, there is not even copper essence left." Xiaobao said with a sad face.

Being squeezed by the suzerains for a while, the crow Taoist had already blown his beard and snorted coldly, "How can the copper essence suzerain be eye-catching?"

"That's right, my master has the great ambition to restore the sect, and I don't know where to go than those subordinate suzerains who are more complacent with a little copper essence."

"Xiaobao, are you also squeezing Master?"

"The apprentice dare not."

"I'm gone. There's no chance this year. I said, Xiaobao, I forgot that although the Heart Sect has fallen here today, the secrets of ancient times are still there. As a teacher, I was surprised and talented to see your bones. He is a good seedling of monition. Only then did I take you as an apprentice with painstaking efforts. The heavy responsibility of the restoration of the sect will be borne by you in the future..."

Hearing his master's endless chatter, the teenager had a big head and muttered helplessly in a low voice, "How dare you say it. That time you were drunk and said that I was looked down on by all the sects. You took me in because you were pitiful.

He shook his head. The teenager looked at the Canxia in the distant sky and was about to jump on the flying sword. At this time, a red light flashed in the afterglow.

"Well, that's..."

The teenager turned his eyes to the bottom of the abyss and faintly saw a few red stones.

"Master, look at that." The teenager shouted.

"You boy, why don't you give up?" The old man hummed and looked along the teenager's eyes. At the bottom of the empty abyss, there were a few strange boulders lying. The stone was engraved with characters, and the characters were blood red. Even if it was covered by plaster, it could be faintly seen clearly.

"Is it the secret of the fairy family? God bless, God bless!"

The old man's eyes were shining, and his hands trembled.

"Master, you just said that the secrets of Wangxinzong are still there. Why are you so excited to see other people's secrets?"

"Well, what do you know? People who practice Taoism want to cultivate the strengths of all families, and they will naturally teach you as teachers in the future. Don't talk nonsense, just go down and have a look!"

The old man came to his senses, grabbed the teenager, and flew to the bottom of the abyss with his flying sword.