"Master!"

"Shhh, whisper."

"But Master..."

"But what, why are there so much nonsense? I didn't see so many people outside?"

The person who spoke was an old man wearing a gray cloth shirt, his clothes were covered with patches, and a gray crane feather crown on his head. He was crawling in the pit and looking nervously at the wilderness in the distance.

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

"Xiaobao, have you seen it? That is the legendary Fire Dragon Beast, the fourth-level monster. I remember when my sect was in its heyday, hehe, how many such monsters would be? Humph, and the Taoist with a beard, the flying sword behind him is the famous Thunder Breaking Sword, and it was given to him by the eighth generation leader of my sect... When I find a good treasure for my master this time, I will definitely be able to reappear the glory of my ancestors and be proud..."

The old man lowered his voice and said aloud, his eyes flashing.

"Master, you have said this a thousand times, but you have never said it a thousand times."

The ragged boy curled his lips, looking helpless.

"Let you whisper!" The old man slapped the boy on the back of the head, sighed in anger, and said earnestly: "Xiaobao, we came here secretly. If the people from the top sect find out, they will not be able to take it. Even if they have the ability to be a master, they will attack him in groups. It is very difficult for the master to take you out of your way."

He avoided the old man's palm, and the young man 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 froze and opened his mouth wide. 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?"

"long time......"

"Why don't you remind me to be a teacher for useless things!"

"I......"

The boy felt extremely aggrieved. Before he finished speaking, he saw that his master had a smile on his face. He stood up and nodded and bowed to the two supervisors.

"Don't blame the two guys. The bad guy is clamoring to see the style of all the masters. The old man really can't resist him. Xiaobao, don't apologize to both of you!"

Two young men in white looked at each other, and one of them showed a playful look: "Why did I hear that the Ya Taoist wants to recreate the glory of his ancestors and be proud?"

Upon hearing this, the old man blushed and forced a smile and said, "The two misunderstood. The old man just wanted to give the bad disciple a motivation to practice and just talk nonsense. Alas, if my unlucky master hadn't accepted me as his disciple back then, how could I be the destructive sect leader?"

The boy next to him showed resentment and muttered: "You are not the same."

"Forget it, for your Wangxin Sect's sake, I'll let you go this time. As the leader of the lower-grade sect, you should know where your treasure hunting place is?" Another supervisor said impatiently.

It seemed that the other party was not that difficult to speak. Taoist Ya looked at the wilderness and said with a frown: "Two guys, the lower-grade treasure hunting land has been dug up long ago, and even if you dig a hundred feet into the ground, you can't find any broken copper and iron. You two, do you think..."

"I have seen someone who is shameless, but I have never seen someone who is so thick. Wherever you should go, I will be cut off from my heart today."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Seeing that the other party was really angry, the old man quickly pulled the boy out of the pit, smiled embarrassedly, and then drove his tattered flying sword and flew into the distance.

"Senior brother, the Wangxin Sect has been passed down in one line for several generations, but it has occupied such a huge mountain, which is a waste. What else can such a sect leave it to do?"

Looking at the back of Taoist Ya, the young man who had spoken sarcastically before said disdainfully.

He smiled and shook his head, and the young man called his senior brother said quietly: "It exists naturally and has a reason for its existence. These so-called lower-grade sects were once glorious when they were in Jiuyuanzhou, but they fell to this point because of the war more than a hundred years ago. It's a pity."

"Isn't the war over? The success and the kings and defeated the enemy. Those sects are so degenerate, it's better to completely cut off all of them."

"You can't say that. Keeping them here means that I will not forget my roots so that I can win people's hearts. As for how long they will last, it depends on their own destiny. Besides, the war has not yet ended."

"Hmph, it's just some remnants. I don't think there will be many days to jump around. Let's not talk about my senior brother, I heard that there is a magic weapon trade fair today in Jinhua Cave, so why not join in the fun."

......

Flying crookedly in the air, the Jaw Taoist looked stern and said nothing.

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

The boy who was lifted in the air by the old man whispered.

Seeing that the master was still tense, the young man said obediently: "Maybe he could dig ore such as copper essence today, so that he could use it to refine a sword. Master, don't think too much. As the saying goes, there must be a way before the car arrives at the mountain. Maybe in addition to the copper essence, you can also find jade essence, gold essence, and other things..."

Before the boy finished speaking, Taoist Crow was already full of tears, and he rubbed and squeezed the boy's face hard and said.

"It's rare that you are so sensible. I, Taoist Ao, have a bad life in this life. I don't want to get you as an apprentice. I'm blessed."

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

"Of course, today is an exception." The old man whined and said lightly.

As dusk was over, about two incense sticks flew, and the old and the young finally arrived in front of the Great Abyss.

Nearly two hundred years have passed since the fierce battle. There are countless immortals, gods and demons who died in the war, which has also caused many more ruins to be added to the blessing land of the Cave Heaven. To this day, these ruins are still buried in the blood of the past, but leave a trace of hope for successors. At this time of year, the sects of the Cave Heaven and the Blessed Land will conduct large-scale treasure hunts, but the old battlefield is distributed according to the sect's rank. The top-grade sects can naturally divide the largest ancient battlefield. As for the lower-grade sects that have fallen into a single line of history, they can only divide the ruins that are almost no treasures to be found. I don't even know if there has been any war in this ruin.

On the surface, the top sects with the blessings of heaven and earth do not forget their roots, so that those declining sects have a glimmer of hope. However, once the grade rank is divided, the fate of these declining sects has been decided.

"Master Crow, why did you come so late today?"

"The Forgetful Sect is a major sect with flying swords. How could it be worthy of mere copper spirits?"

"That's right, Master Crow, I won't keep you at the last bit of bronze essence. Haha, say goodbye."

The lower-grade sect leaders who came early looked at the Ao Taoist, all of whom were full of spring breeze. After a little greeting, they said goodbye with the little copper spirit in hand, leaving only the Ao Taoist, Xiaobao and the bottomless Dayuan.

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

After being squeezed by the sect leader, Taoist Ya was so angry that he was already so angry that he glared at him, and snorted coldly: "How can the sect leader of the bronze spirit be attracted to him?"

"That's right, my master has the ambition to restore the sect. He is more wise than those lower-grade sect leaders who are proud of their ability to get a little copper essence."

"Xiaobao, are you also running Master?"

"The disciple dare not."

"I'm leaving, I'm gone, and there's no chance this year. I said Xiaobao, although my Forgetful Sect has fallen to this day, the secrets of ancient times are still there. When I saw you, I was surprised and talented. I was a good seedling of Taoism. I just tried my best to accept you as my disciple. You will take on the important task of restoring the sect in the future..."

Hearing his master chattering endlessly again, the young man murmured helplessly: "You are so embarrassed to say that time. When you got drunk, you said that I was not favored by all the sects. You saw that I was pitiful and took me in."

Shaking his head, the young man glanced at the deserted clouds in the sky and was about to jump onto the flying sword when a red light flashed in his aftermath.

"Hey, that's..."

The boy looked at the bottom of the abyss in a blink of an eye and saw a few red stones faintly.

"Master, look at that." The young man shouted.

"Why don't you give up?" the old man hummed and looked along the boy's gaze and saw a few strange huge rocks lying at the bottom of the empty abyss. Characters were carved on the stones, and the characters were blood red. Even if they were covered by mud and dust, they could still see clearly.

"Is it a secret book of the immortal family? God bless you, God bless you!"

The old man's eyes shone and he said with a trembling hand.

"Master, you just said that the secrets of my Wangxin Sect are still there, why are you so excited to see other people's secrets?"

"Hmph, what do you know? People who practice Taoism want to learn from the strengths of many families. In the future, they will naturally teach you. Less nonsense, follow the teacher and explore it!"

The old man was energetic, grabbed the boy, and flew toward the bottom of the abyss with a flying sword.
Chapter completed!