The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

"This person is so familiar with the internal routes, and every step he takes seems to be made with great determination..."

Just as Gu Yi was thinking.

Someone patted my shoulder unexpectedly.

At that moment, his whole body suddenly shook, and the countermeasures he had simulated several times flashed through his mind, like a bow and arrow on a string, ready to strike back at any time.

However, the young man who patted Gu Yi's shoulder seemed to have no ill intentions.

Just looking at him with a smile.

However, the first sentence the man said made Gu Yi feel like he was facing a formidable enemy, and it dispelled all his hopes.

"Friend, you are not from Bailian Pavilion, right?"

The man had a smile on his face, but every word he said struck Gu Yi straight to the heart.

"You didn't rest well at night, sneaking around all the way and following our disciples."

"Tell me, should I send you to prison to await interrogation... or should I personally put an end to you, those people with ulterior motives, here?"

Sneaking along the way, following the disciples in the pavilion...

It is not difficult to judge from these words that the other party has been observing Gu Yi in secret for a long time.

And he is from Bailian Pavilion.

Being able to approach Gu Yi without him noticing, the man's cultivation must be far beyond his!

What a fucked up...

I didn't expect that he would be caught in the end...

It is said that the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Gu Yi would never have thought that even though he was so cautious, he would actually become the mantis targeted by the oriole.

Fortunately, he hasn't started stealing yet.

Otherwise, Gu Yi was sure that if the young man had the intention to kill, he would have been a corpse by now!

"You just, don't have anything to say?"

Bailian Zhenzu asked with a smile.

"That... ahem! One of us!"

Combining what he saw and heard at the moment, Gu Yi quickly came up with an excellent survival plan.

only.

There is no perfect thing, only more perfect!

How to do it specifically.

We need to take it one step at a time.

This will test Gu Yi's wisdom and his ability to adapt to situations on the spot!

Once the flaw is discovered...

The ending is still difficult to have a good ending!

"One of our own?"

Bailian Zhenzu raised an eyebrow and said with a hint of amusement, "I am old, but I haven't lost my basic judgment of things. Do you think I look like someone with Alzheimer's?"

Damn... I met an old weirdo who likes to make fun of himself in a humorous tone...

Gu Yi felt helpless, thinking, if you don’t say it, who can tell?

Bailian Zhenzu of Bailian Pavilion and the shocking Thunder Emperor of Mingshen Sect are contemporaries.

Now, hundreds of years have passed, and their appearance, except for Bailian Zhenzu who still looks the same, Jingtian Leihuang has long been a little old man with a mustache.

But in fact, as long as Jing Cangshan is willing, he can maintain his youthful demeanor anytime and anywhere.

Although the current Jing Cangshan has only changed in appearance compared to when he was young.

Unlike Bailian Zhenzu, he only looks young on the outside, but his heart... is no longer the same as it used to be.

"Senior misunderstood."

Gu Yi controlled his facial features, not revealing any flaws, and said seriously: "I am really one of us. If you don't believe me, please take a look. The person with ulterior motives is actually someone else!"

Look in the direction Gu Yi pointed.

Bailian Zhenzu also saw the third person between Gu Yi and Bailian’s disciples.

"Oh?"

Bailian Zhenzu became interested: "Then tell me, how do we, Bailian disciples, have unique methods of cultivation?"

Obviously, Bailian Zhenzu also noticed the guy who looked more like a thief than Gu Yi and more like a foreign invader, but the clothes on the other party were unique to the disciples of Bailian Pavilion, so he didn't take it seriously.

"Senior, please take a closer look!"

Gu Yi deliberately said mysteriously: "Don't you notice that this person looks different?"

"Hearing you put it that way, it seems..."

Bailian Zhenzu looked at the disciple who was caught in the middle, who was following the path that Bailian disciples had taken, and was advancing step by step, like a thief with a guilty conscience. He nodded and said:

“It’s a little different.”

Gu Yi followed the saying "When you are away from home, your identity is given by yourself" and pressed on with his victory:

"Senior, you've also seen that the real person with ulterior motives is actually someone else! The reason I did this is to completely expose his conspiracy!"

"Whether he has ulterior motives remains to be determined."

Bailian Zhenzu shook his head. "But whether you are one of us or not is just empty talk. How can I trust you?"

After all, he is an ancestor-level figure. It is obviously impossible to get away with it with just a few words. Although Bailian Zhenzu is old, he knows exactly what to do!

"It's true."

Gu Yi sighed softly, as if he was helpless, and said slowly: "In the distant past, we were a family..."

"Then give me the code word."

Gu Yi:?

Without giving Gu Yi any room to maneuver, Bailian Zhenzu bluntly said: "If you are right, I will spare your life. Otherwise, if you are wrong, I will personally eliminate the trouble."

"Yes, there is a code?"

Gu Yi asked hesitantly.

"You do not know?"

Bailian Zhenzu asked back, then narrowed his eyes slightly, released a dangerous aura, and prepared to attack.

"I...of course I know!"

In a hurry, Gu Yi blurted out.

He was still trying to remain calm.

Still trying to struggle.

But the next moment after saying this.

Gu Yi immediately regretted it.

Regardless of whether Bailian Pavilion has a secret code or not, even if it does, Gu Yi doesn’t know it!

It turns out that mediation can still continue.

This move was undoubtedly a failure.

Not only did you step into the other party's trap, but you also put yourself in a completely passive position.

If you want to pull it off, it depends on the other person’s mood!

Bailian Zhenzu lowered his chin and said, "Tell me about it."

Good boy, you are very brave. Even now, you are still struggling in vain.

Others may not know whether there is a secret code in Bailian Pavilion, but how could he, an old ancestor, not know it?

Pretend, keep pretending! This Refiner wants to see what other tricks you can come up with!

Gu Yi suddenly felt his scalp tingling, but he couldn't weaken his momentum, otherwise the other party would definitely see through him.

Even though Gu Yi felt that he had been seen through...

Alas, one wrong step, all wrong steps~

Gu Yi sighed in his heart with great regret.

As for the secret code or something, it was probably just a pretext for the other party to deceive him and did not exist at all.

But since he said "I know", he must know it. Even if he has to make it up, he has to make it up properly.

Just as Gu Yi was racking his brains, thinking about what code to "make up" to convince the other party.

Somehow, I suddenly thought of Hyotei.

And when I thought of the deceased Ice Emperor, the anxiety that filled my heart was like the gradually melting ice and snow, slowly, all melted away!

"As I said just now, in the distant past, we were one family."

Gu Yi suddenly became confident, and when he said this, he was confident and full of confidence.

I think they have found a solution.

This sudden change was noticed by Bailian Zhenzu and it piqued his interest.

It's already this late, and you're still holding on?

interesting......

"I want a code."

Bailian Zhenzu laughed: "Instead of asking you to talk nonsense and make random connections here."

"I have the code."

The arrow is on the string and must be fired.

Gu Yi simply risked his life and said calmly, "I just don't know if you can answer it."

Seeing Gu Yi like this, a smile gradually appeared on Bailian Zhenzu's lips, but it was more of a joking smile.

The young people nowadays are really interesting. After being caught in the act, they still dare to test their ancestor?

"Say it, I'm listening."

Bailian Zhenzu smiled kindly, but he was sneering in his heart, mocking Gu Yi for overestimating his own abilities.

And Gu Yi wouldn't know either.

The person standing in front of him is the well-known leader in the desert area - Bailian Zhenzu!

"Well, old man, please listen carefully."

Gu Yi did not retreat but advanced, his eyes intimidating as he said confidently, "Xuanbei Stars welcomes the stranger!"

With just one sentence, the smile on Bailian Zhenzu's face froze slightly. Seeing this, Gu Yi secretly thought that there was hope.

But just when Gu Yi was about to seize the initiative and make things difficult for Bailian Zhenzu, he saw the latter shaking his head regretfully, and his smile turned into helplessness.

"This isn't Bailian Pavilion's secret code..."

Bailian Zhenzu rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache, and said, "You've already left, why are you coming back?"

Gu Yi didn't understand what Bai Lian Zhen Zu meant by this.

He only knew that when he was pulled into the illusion, the words echoed in his mind and it worked.

Since ancient times, the martial arts have been inseparable, but there are always some people who try to distinguish between the two.

Gu Yi should be thankful that he met Bai Lian Zhen Zu, who always made firm choices and implemented Wan Xiong's beliefs.

Although this great master Lianzu had once gone astray due to wrong judgment.

But it is true:

People can not escape from doing wrong.

Knowing mistakes can be corrected, and doing good things is great.

Bailian Zhenzu is already doing his best to remedy the situation to the greatest extent possible.

But the current environment in the desert is no longer something he, the leader, can have the final say on.

Unless there is another major external incident similar to the murder of Qianji Bailian five years ago, otherwise, rashly using tough measures to change the status quo will only fall into cliché and give thieves an opportunity to take advantage.

Due to the incident of Thousand Machines and Hundred Refinements, and the manipulation of the Hundred Refinements True Ancestor, the Hundred Refinements Pavilion has been temporarily unified.

Temporarily suppress the constant instigation from the dark, and try to distinguish Wang Xiong from the heretics of Bailian Pavilion.

However, these heretics were only suppressed temporarily due to the circumstances, and were still waiting for an opportunity to make a move behind the scenes.

If not for this, Bailian Zhenzu would have personally stepped in to rectify the chaotic environment of the desert.

The current Bailian Pavilion is just like the sea clan in the past, divided into two factions headed by Grandma Hai, backed by the Dragon Emperor, and aiming to regain their homeland.

As well as the Crab King and the elders, they are conservative people with relatively conservative ideas and hope for peace.

One side has radical ideas, the other side has conservative thinking.

But unlike the Bailian Pavilion, whether the sea people are reformists or conservatives, their starting point is for the sea people. In short, their ultimate goal is the same.

They all hope that the sea people can live a better life.

On the other hand, Bailian Pavilion is different.

Also divided into two factions.

It is also a great unification.

But their purpose is to continue to follow Wan Xiong's ideas, and through the formulation of good laws, systems or agreements, each perform their duties, impose behavioral restrictions and regulations on people in the jurisdiction, and ensure that they are within a reasonable and legal scope, creating a peaceful and prosperous world where everyone is equal, interests coexist, and they advance and retreat together.

The other faction wanted to free Bailian Pavilion from the shadow of Wan Xiong, become completely independent, and then continue to expand its territory until it annexed the five regions and achieved unification.

Let Bailian Pavilion transcend all living beings and establish its true position as the overlord!

This faction fundamentally deviated from Wan Xiong's beliefs, and its actions were quite selfish and inhumane.

The fantasy of overthrowing all the forces in the five domains by one's own strength, and thus regaining them and making them mine, is such an extreme idea, coupled with extreme practices. If one takes a wrong step, at best he will suffer joint suppression and be seriously injured, or at worst he will fall into eternal damnation and never be able to turn over!

The Blood Alliance was a good example, but compared to the Blood Alliance that only targeted the Eastern Divine Region, the Bailian Pavilion, a heretic that was clearly attempting to annex the Five Regions, had greater ambitions.

If Gu Yi met those heretics at this moment.

Not to mention him, all the related backgrounds and interpersonal relationships will be dug out by the heretics!

As to whether it will be like the place where the god fell in the Central Plains, where the more you dig, the more you find, it is unknown.

"Old man, having said this, there is no point in saying more."

Gu Yi successfully seized the initiative. He stood with his hands behind his back, his back to Bailian Zhenzu, looking like a master. He said, "I still say the same thing. I've already given you the code. Whether you can match it or not is none of my business. After all, if you want to do this, I can't force you. But even so, if you still think I have ulterior motives and am plotting something ill, then I have nothing to say."

"only......"

Gu Yi suddenly remembered the experience of being surrounded by the three desert bandit leaders some time ago. His eyes rolled around and he immediately had a plan in his mind. He continued:

"If any serious damage happens to Bailian Pavilion in the future, don't blame me for not warning you!

"Then, just pretend I've never been here."

"As you wish..."

Bailian Zhenzu was successfully amused by these two sentences: "You came back to save Bailian Pavilion, right?"

"No, old man, you are wrong."

Gu Yi went with the flow and played with the art of words. He didn't hold an absolute opinion, nor did he oppose it. He just sighed and said, "I came back for those who can't come back."

Upon hearing this, the heart of Bailian Zhenzu, which had once been unrestrained and had lofty ambitions, and which still retained some warmth, suddenly trembled violently!

Some people have left, but some are still here, still struggling to hold on.

I came back for those who can't come back...

Maybe those people never left.

If the heart is there, the Emperor is there;

If the emperor is there, the dream is there.

The Ice Emperor who walked on the snow and saved the world from dire straits has never passed away. He has always lived in people's hearts. Wan Xiong is not far away either, he is right in front of us.

At this moment, Bailian Zhenzu seemed to recall the past, the young man who, when he was weak, had already had ambitions and lofty ideals, dared to change the sun and the moon, and hoped to spread Wanxiong's beliefs throughout the five regions.

But where is that young man now? Where did he go?

Why, after becoming stronger, did the young man from the past seem to be getting further and further away from him...

"Whatever you think."

Gu Yi turned his head and looked back, saying, "I have said everything I need to say. Our fate ends here."

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P.S.: I was really moved when I wrote this chapter on my phone: a person, a bottle of water, a pack of cigarettes, a dim bus stop, dim street lights, and the whirring, speeding cars...

My eyes are so tired and I always want to cry.

My nose feels so sore and always wants to twitch.

Life goes on, and age increases, but the young man who once had great ambitions seems to have stayed where he is for a long, long time...

It's been so long that I've forgotten what he looks like.

Seeing those carefree young people on the street, walking in groups of three or five, cursing but making their friends laugh, I suddenly seemed to see my former self. Back then, we were also so carefree and happy.

It is said that persistence is difficult, but giving up is even harder than persistence. After ten months of persistence, I only get such a result. I really can't accept it.

Oh, I have to make up the word count. Any more will sound like I’m complaining. So that’s it. National Day is here, and I, the author, would like to wish you all a happy holiday and all the best!