After drinking several jars of wine, Dugu Changkong stood up and said goodbye.
"This is the only drink left, take it away!"
The old man knew that he was not lucky enough to enjoy it, and leaving it to his descendants would be a waste.
"Okay."
Dugu Changkong accepted it unceremoniously.
There are still a few decades left in this world, and it would still be nice to be accompanied by fine wine.
Taking heavy steps, Dugu Changkong walked outside.
After walking a few steps, he looked back at Lao Immortal, and an unspeakable look flashed in his deep eyes.
After a few steps, we turned back and said goodbye.
"Let's go!"
The old man forced out a smile.
This farewell, we will never see each other again.
All the grudges of the past are gone with the wind.
After drinking this drink, the two of them felt a sense of sympathy for each other. They only regretted that they had not been able to have a good talk before and missed their good friends.
Dugu Changkong left, and the cave was very quiet.
"Cough cough cough..."
The old immortal coughed, and his health became worse.
While there were still a few days left to live, Lao Immortal quickly sent a message to the pessimistic Holy Lord, asking all the senior officials to come here to discuss important matters.
An hour later, people gathered in the cave, about hundreds of people.
Standing at the front are the Holy Lord of Great Compassion and several Supreme Ancestors. The people behind are the core elders, and their strength is above that of the early Mahayana people.
"Ancestor."
Everyone saluted with sad expressions on their faces.
"I asked you to come here today because I want to explain something."
With the last bit of strength, Lao Immortal must complete this matter, otherwise he will die in peace.
"Ancestor, please speak."
The Holy Lord handed over his hand.
"The Qingzong will be rebuilt and it will surely prosper in the future. If Great Pessimism wants to continue its incense, he must not be an enemy of the Qingzong." Lao Bu Shei could see that many elders did not take the Qingzong seriously. As long as they waited until Dugu Changkong died, Fearless: "I have promised Qingzong that I will give away all the wealth of more than half of the Great Pessimistic family."
"What?"
After hearing this sentence, the expressions of all the senior officials changed drastically and they were shocked. They did not understand the ancestor's self-destruction. arm behavior.
"Ancestor, more than half of the family wealth was given to the Qing Sect. The great pessimism will inevitably decline. In the future, it is likely that the position of one of the thirty-six sects will not be stable." The
Holy Lord explained the seriousness of the matter, hoping to change the ancestor's decision and consider the long term.
"I have made up my mind and cannot refute it."
The old immortal said solemnly.
"Ancestor, we know that you are thinking of great pessimism, but Qingzong has nothing to fear except an old monster named Dugu. In the near future, old monster Dugu will definitely go to the Demon Abyss and will definitely die. By then, don't say anything to Qingzong. To settle accounts with various sects, we don't even have the power to protect ourselves."
A certain elder said what most people were thinking.
"Short-sighted, a bunch of idiots."
The old man glanced at everyone and cursed without hesitation.
Listening to the ancestor's scolding, no one dared to argue and kept their heads down.
"I have lived for nearly 30,000 years. Isn't my brain better than yours?"
The old man was a little angry and wanted to beat up these juniors one by one.
"Ancestor, do you really think Qingzong can return to its peak?"
The Holy Master took a step forward and asked boldly.
"The child of Qingzong has three elixirs in one body, supreme Taoist bones, and great luck. As long as he does not die young, he will definitely be able to stand at the pinnacle of an era. Great pessimism can lead to loss of resources and even decline, but it must not be a gamble. Lose. Once you lose, you will never recover."
The old immortal said seriously.
"Having said that, he is just a junior. Many powerful people in the empire want to crush him to death, so he will definitely not be able to grow up." The
Holy Lord said again.
"Confused." The old immortal scolded: "How can such a monster fall so easily? If Great Pessimism dares to secretly do evil, when he stands on the top of the clouds, the entire sect will be destroyed." "It's not
that exaggerated!"
The elders whispered, not believing that a junior could turn the world upside down when faced with being chased by the strongest men in the world.
"Don't underestimate the world, otherwise you will suffer."
There are some things that old people cannot teach. Because his life experiences and experiences are unknown to future generations.
"Since it was the ancestor who made the decision, the great pessimist is willing to pay half of his family wealth to end the past karma."
The Holy Lord believed that the ancestor definitely did not make a temporary decision by slapping his forehead, but must have carefully considered it.
"It's not enough to settle the old grudges." Lao Bushu continued: "From today on, Great Pessimism will unconditionally stand on the side of Qingzong and protect the two little guys of Qingzong. Even if they are enemies of the world, they cannot retreat. ."
"Absurd!"
Several Supreme Elders couldn't help but speak.
"Senior brother, we can agree with you when you say that you should give up half of your heritage. However, it is inappropriate to put the entire pessimism on the side of the Qing Sect!"
A white-haired old man expressed his opinion, which was difficult to accept.
"Ancestor, please think twice."
All the elders looked at each other and said in unison.
Faced with everyone's doubts and objections, Lao Immortal had already expected it.
"I'm not dead yet."
The noise in the cave made the old immortal very irritable.
After saying this, everyone immediately closed their mouths and trembled.
"If you still recognize me as an elder and trust my judgment, then be obedient. If you don't recognize me, great pessimism and disaster will come in the future. Don't regret and shed tears in front of my grave and dirty my resting place. "
The old man said seriously.
The deadline has come, and the old immortal cannot force the pessimistic senior management to do things. He can only give earnest advice.
When the ancestors treat it like this, there is no one else.
"Ancestor..." The Holy Lord hesitated. He was betting on a pessimistic future!
If the bet is successful and the Qingzong rises, the Great Pessimism may not be liquidated, and a good relationship may even be formed. If the bet fails, Qingzong and Great Pessimism will be wiped out by all forces, and the inheritance of hundreds of thousands of years will come to an end.
"I have a hunch that the Qingzong's rise will be unstoppable."
If it weren't for a hint of intuition that emerged from deep within, Lao Immortal would not have dared to pay such a high price.
"Ancestor, if you lose the bet, there may be no future for great pessimism."
The Holy Lord looked worried.
"Try your best. If Qingzong really can't get through the difficulties, there is no need to reverse the situation with great pessimism. What you need to do is to treat each other sincerely."
The old immortal was tired and waved his hand: "That's all, listen or If you don't listen, it's all your fault."
The pessimistic senior management fell into silence, not knowing what to do.
...
At this moment, Qingzong's Tingdao Mountain.
Several people are trapped on the mountain.
An ancestor of the Penglai Holy Land, the Holy Master of the Beast Control Sect, and the Master of the Dongli Sword.
Today, after decades of climbing, Dongli Sword Master reached the top of the mountain.
"This guy has a pure heart."
Dugu Changkong sensed it and ducked to the top of the mountain.
"I've met senior."
Over the years, Sword Master Dongli has seen the past of Qing Zong and learned about the horror of the Demonic Abyss. He feels deeply guilty and respects him very much.
"Sit down."
The two sat down, making tea and discussing.
"Dongli Jianzong is ashamed of Qingzong."
The Holy Master of Jianzong bowed deeply and spoke from the bottom of his heart.