The death of the city lord of the City of Darkness undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to Zhou Tian. In the room, Zhou Tian sat alone by the bed, thinking about the scene when he was in the City of Darkness. Even if he was sleeping, he would still dream about it.
The city lord is asking for his life.
Ye Youyou knew his character very well and could only accompany him silently at this time.
"Youyou, look at how you managed to come here to find me, and you still encounter these things, it's really... ugh!"
Zhou Tian hugged Youyou and kept mumbling on the bed, but Youyou gently buried herself in his arms and said softly: "You are the leader of Xuantian Sect, and the things you carry are too heavy. If you feel a little tired, some
If you can't breathe, you can give up completely."
When Zhou Tian heard what she said, he opened her shoulders with both hands and said with a frown: "Youyou, when did I become that kind of person? I, Zhou Tian, will fulfill my parents' last wish even if I die. Xuantian Sect is in the north."
Mo has been destroyed, and I finally reborn in Xihuan. I will never give up easily."
Ye Youyou put on her clothes, sat up and leaned against the bedside with a smile: "I knew you would say that. Since you know what kind of person you are and what you are carrying, why do you always complain?
Why do you always feel sorry for someone? The person you are most sorry for is yourself. If you want to be sorry for yourself, then cheer up and let the past go. There is no need to always keep it in your heart or talk about it. "
Zhou Tian was suddenly enlightened by Youyou's words. He didn't expect that Youyou just said that to stimulate him.
Zhou Tian also showed a long-lost smile, hugged Youyou in his arms, and gently stroked her hair with both hands: "Youyou still understands me."
At this time, Su Xinghe was also depressed. Seeing Zhou Tian's appearance, he thought of his elder brother's death. He tossed and turned in the room, sometimes getting up to look at the night outside the window, sometimes sitting cross-legged to practice the exercises, but after all, he thought in his mind:
There were too many things going on that made him very uncomfortable.
Late at night, he walked out of the room and came to the martial arts field. Seeing the starry sky, he became more and more depressed. He wanted to go to the kitchen to see if there was any wine, but he found that there was not even a jar of wine in this huge Xuantian Sect.
Seeing the disciples who were watching the clock, he asked inexplicably: "Does our Xuantian Sect not even have a bottle of wine? It's really strange."
The disciple scratched his face, looked around and said softly: "Which sect would be without wine, but since the sect master recovered from his illness, he just had all the wine thrown away!"
"We have no way of knowing the specific reason."
After Su Xinghe found out, he shook his head helplessly and said: "As disciples, don't pry behind what Zhou Tian has done. He is your sect master. Drinking alcohol will be bad in itself. Not drinking is also good, but
It’s quite difficult to get rid of the addiction for a while, okay! You can go on patrol.”
Su Xinghe sat on the steps at the door of the kitchen. After looking around, he had no choice but to walk towards the room.
Early the next morning, Zhou Tian had originally been persuaded by Youyou, but he didn't expect that he still had a nightmare, and this nightmare was not about the city of demons, but about Zisu in his fantasy.
"Mr. Su!"
After a burst of rapid breathing, he yelled, almost frightening the sleeping Youyou next to him.
"What's wrong? Brother Zhou Tian, are you having nightmares again?" Youyou quickly wiped the sweat on Zhou Tian's forehead with her hands.
Zhou Tian grabbed Youyou's wrist, and his trembling and cold hands made Youyou alert.
"Why are your hands so cold? Did you dream of the City Lord again?" Youyou asked anxiously, but Zhou Tian kept hitting his head with both hands, shaking his head and saying, "This time it's not the City Lord, but the City Lord."
He is a more important person in my life. I don’t know if I will ever have the chance to meet this person in this life. He is the regret of my life.”
Although Youyou didn't know what he was talking about, she was certain that this person was definitely more important than the city lord.
She gently stroked Zhou Tian's back and lay on his shoulder: "Don't think so much, it's still early, you might as well sleep some more!"
When Zhou Tian heard this, he slowly put Youyou's head on the pillow, kissed her face gently, and said: "I won't sleep anymore. The death of the Lord of the City of Darkness will definitely cause turmoil."
, even if the city of Ban is all women, but in Xihuan
It has some influence to some extent. I want to go out and take a look, and by the way, let my disciples inquire about the reactions of other sects in Xihuan."
"Other sects?" Ye Youyou was a little confused.
"As far as I know, apart from Tianjian Sect, the only ones with greater influence in Xihuan are Haotian Pavilion and your Xuantian Sect. Even if there is any movement from other sects, we don't need to worry, right?"
Zhou Tian smiled, put on his clothes, turned around and said, "Xihuan was prosperous before the rise of Haotian Pavilion. Although Tianjian Sect is the second sect in the world, other smaller sects have always been at odds with them.
This time, first of all, the Tianjian Sect was destroyed, and secondly, the city lord of the Demon City was killed. I think Wang Bingwu will make big moves next, and other sects may join them."
"To take refuge with them? What's wrong with that? Just because you don't get along with the Tianjian Sect, you have to join the Haotian Pavilion? Why do I feel that Brother Zhou Tian, you are a little unfounded?"
Zhou Tian simply took a sip of water, and then said with a serious expression: "This is not unfounded worry, I must send someone to investigate the situation..."
Then he pushed open the door and walked out.
After walking a few steps, he saw Su Xinghe listlessly wandering back and forth not far from his door. Zhou Tian was surprised to see him and hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Second brother? What's wrong with you? Did you stay awake all night?"
"
Su Xinghe smiled stupidly, his eyes were dull, and he was yawning. His breath smelled bad, and it was obvious that he had not slept all night. Zhou Tian helped him walk towards his room, but met Ye Rou again.
"Miss Ye Rou, my second brother seems to have stayed up all night and has been in front of my door. If I hadn't gotten up earlier and found him, I don't know how long he would have been hanging around. Could you please help me help him into the house."
After hearing this, Ye Rou took Su Xinghe over without saying a word and staggered towards Su Xinghe's room.
Zhou Tian shook his head speechlessly and walked towards the central hall, but he met an acquaintance again.
It turned out to be Bai Linger.
"What's wrong? Bai Ling'er, you got up so early!" Zhou Tian looked at her in confusion.
Bai Ling'er asked hurriedly: "Do you know how many sects there are in Xihuan?"
Zhou Tian shook his head and said, "I don't know either. I got up so early today just because I wanted to discuss things with the Xuantian Sect disciples about other sects in Xihuan. What? What news do you have?"
Bai Ling'er's brows were furrowed and wrinkled: "I don't have any news, but I always feel that the death of the Lord of the City of Darkness will definitely cause an uproar in other sects. It's okay if we stick together. In this way
Haotian Pavilion cannot take care of it; but if it is used by Haotian Pavilion, then our Xuantian Sect will be in danger!"
Zhou Tian breathed out and said: "This is exactly what I am worried about. So, you can help me wake up all the disciples now and ask them to come to the central hall..."
Soon after, the main hall was crowded with disciples of Xuantian Sect. The disciples were whispering to each other and didn't know what they were talking about. Zhou Tian, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at the disciples below with sharp eyes and very seriously, coughed, and then stood up.
Said: "I called you here today for no other reason than to hear what you think of the current situation in Xihuan. You can express your opinions."
After hearing this, the disciples discussed with each other. At this time, Bai Ling'er walked out from the crowd and said: "Now Xihuan is on the verge of collapse. The Haotian Pavilion group has gradually taken control of Xihuan. Before, there were Tianjian Sect and
The City of Demon is fighting against each other, and now they have fallen one after another. I am afraid that some of the other small sects will defect to us, and some will defect to Haotian Pavilion. The most important thing now is to unite the other small sects in Xihuan in time, and we must not let them
It’s time for Haotian Pavilion to expand its momentum!”
After Bai Ling'er said this, the disciples burst into sighs. They didn't expect that a woman could actually say these words.
One of the disciples quietly stood out of the crowd, bowed and saluted, and said loudly to Zhou Tian: "Reporting to the sect master, I have a suggestion."
Zhou Tian waved his hand to ask the other disciples to calm down.
"Go ahead, if you have any suggestions, just say so."
The disciple first looked at the brothers and sisters behind him, then straightened his waist, and said with firm and bright eyes: "The Tianjian Sect has been destroyed by Haotian Pavilion. This disciple thinks that Haotian Pavilion
You will definitely be interested in the old site of Tianjian Sect!":
Zhou Tian looked at him in confusion, thought for a moment, looked sideways at Bai Ling'er, then nodded and continued to ask: "Tell me, why is Haotian Pavilion interested in the former site of Tianjian Sect."
"Returning to the sect master, we are still not sure about the location of Haotian Pavilion. Even the whole world does not know where Haotian Pavilion is. We only know that they are in Xihuan. But if Haotian Pavilion wants to make its reputation bigger, there must be something
Only an obvious position can summon the forces of other small sects."
After he finished speaking, the other disciples laughed.
"What you said makes some sense, but have you ever thought about it. If Haotian Pavilion occupies the old site of Tianjian Sect, then they will be attacked from both sides. They didn't know their location before. Once they know, the whole world will know
The people will go to retaliate. Think about how many people in our Xiuqi Continent have lost their lives because of their Haotian Pavilion. Is Wang Bingwu so stupid that he makes himself a target of public attention? What a joke."
After hearing these words, the disciple once again raised his hands and said, "You are all right, but according to my understanding of Haotian Pavilion, Wang Bingwu will never shrink from these challenges, and my idea is that he just likes
This kind of challenge, you think about it, Haotian Pavilion was hidden before. Whether it was Haotian Pavilion's spies or sitting down, when they did anything to harm us Qi cultivators, there were more or less Qi cultivators who came out to stop them.
A master."
"But if they occupy the old site, they don't have to do anything. They just wait for those who seek revenge or are self-righteous to come to their door automatically, and then Wang Bingwu will deal with it himself. Excuse me! How many people in the world are Wang Bingwu's opponents? In this way,
Haotian Pavilion can kill most of the Qi cultivators without any effort."
After these words were spoken, all the disciples fell silent. No one could refute. Even if they wanted to say a few words, they would not be able to say anything.
After Zhou Tian heard this, he clapped his hands and praised him, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that our Xuantian Sect still has such smart people."
"what's your name?"
The disciple bowed ninety degrees and said very humbly: "I, Sun Bin, am just an ordinary disciple. The sect master is laughing at me!"
Immediately, Zhou Tian's eyes turned to Bai Ling'er, and Bai Ling'er nodded slightly.
"Okay! Sun Bin, right? What you said is very good. Then I will send you to lead a few higher-level disciples and secretly go to the old site of Tianjian Sect. Once you see the people of Haotian Pavilion, especially Wang Bingwu himself, report back immediately.
If they really want to occupy the old site of Tianjian Sect, I will fight with Wang Bingwu even if I risk my life!"
After that, with a strong force, the armrest on the other side of the chair was shattered.
At this time in the cave, Wang Bingwu was so angry that he almost fainted when he learned that Lang Qubing was dead. Xia Shuning's madness, Lang Qubing's tragic death, and many recent events made him heartbroken.
He looked at the hall masters outside the cave, his fists clenching. Although he didn't speak, you could see the murderous intent in his eyes.
Just as he was about to speak, Wang Zhilong stumbled over from a short distance away and shouted loudly: "Ancestor! Ancestor! Good news! Good news!"
Wang Bingwu was furious and yelled: "What are you shouting for?"
"Ancestor, I found a doctor who said he can cure all diseases and is known as a living god!"
Wang Bingwu looked at him with squinting eyes and said coldly: "Living Immortal? Don't you know that this title is not nonsense. A doctor who is called a Living Immortal must have cured at least hundreds of difficult and complicated diseases, and must be called a living immortal."
Now Emperor Shang personally banned you, have you been deceived? I don’t want my daughter to suffer because of your stupidity, get out of here!”
Wang Bingwu seemed to be really angry and kicked Wang Zhilong to the ground.
But Wang Zhilong still got up and knelt in front of him: "Ancestor! This man is really a living god. He can not only cure your daughter, but even our Haotian Pavilion's puppetry can cure her. Although
He doesn’t have the title of Emperor Shang, but his reputation is not wasted at all, so let him give it a try.”
When Wang Bingwu heard that he could cure the puppet technique, he frowned and looked at Wang Zhilong in astonishment: "What? Can you cure my puppet technique? This is true!"
Wang Zhilong nodded quickly.
Then Wang Bingwu said:
He waved his hand and asked the hall masters in front of him to step aside.
"Then you call this doctor over to me. I want to see what kind of god this person is, what kind of living god he is!"
After the words were spoken, a white-haired old man walked over slowly, stroking his white beard, with an orderly pace. He was not afraid when he saw Ancestor Haotian, and remained calm and composed.
Wang Bingwu looked at it from top to bottom, then narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you really able to cure puppetry?"
The old man smiled: "You must be Wang Bingwu, the ancestor of Haotian. The so-called puppetry is nothing more than destroying a person's will and letting the devouring air of Haotian Pavilion instantly erode the other person's brain, resulting in a psychedelic scene, and with this
At the same time, they are controlled by you people from Haotian Pavilion."
"But if we are farther away from you, this kind of control will be relatively weakened. What I said is right!"
Wang Bingwu nodded while listening. Before he could finish speaking, he looked at Wang Zhilong beside him and said, "Okay, let him come to the cave to see Ning'er..."