"I remember, you also mentioned to me two peerless great men, one is Chu Liantian who helped you stimulate the hidden spirit roots, and the other is the root sealed in the depths of the East China Sea fog. How is these two people compared to lawless?" Ren Ziwen asked.

"That depends on which aspect is compared. If you talk about cultivation, Senior Root is a person comparable to the master of the second-level interface, so he is naturally higher than Lawless. Chu Liantian is even more powerful. Although no one can tell how strong this person is, the Ten Thousand Eyes Taotie who was killed by him is an existence of Yue Zhenxian level. From this, it can be seen that Chu Liantian's cultivation is far from comparable to Senior Root.

The above is judged from the perspective of strength of cultivation, but if we talk about qualifications, potential, level of cultivation, etc., it is really difficult to judge. However, one thing is certain, even the first person in history in an interface is unlikely to be compared with these three people. The three of them are all top figures in the vast universe." Du Fan said after thinking about it.

"When the world changes and eternal eternity passes, can you and I leave behind an eternal legend in this world like them..." Ren Ziwen murmured to himself, his eyes falling into the distance, feeling a little lost.

"Do you care about your name?" Du Fan suddenly asked.

"Of course, after countless years, anything will perish, and you and I will eventually disappear. Only this world and name can last forever. I don't want to perish too thoroughly. I want all living beings to know that in this world, Ren Ziwen, has been here..."

Ren Ziwen's voice was not high, but with unswerving belief, it turned into a will that echoed in Du Fan's mind.

Du Fan's heart was shocked, his eyes suddenly brightened, but after a moment, he returned to normal, and shook his head and said, "You and I are still different after all. I don't seek fame or live with the world forever. I only want this life without leaving any regrets."

Ren Ziwen smiled casually and asked Xiang Bailichou: "Boy, what are you asking for in this life?"

"It's no longer important. What I ask for is destined to not get it." Unexpectedly, Baili Qiu actually spoke this time, but his expression and tone still had no change, and he was still so cold and indifferent.

"Why can't you get it? Are you going to take revenge now?" Ren Ziwen couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this.

"If my mother and brother can be resurrected, what's the matter with whether to take revenge or not..." Baili Qiu's expression finally loosened a little, but as the looseness spread out, there were waves of powerlessness and sorrow.

Du Fan sighed. No one was born with hatred, and no one was willing to bear hatred for the rest of their lives. Who doesn’t want to live under a free and blue sky? It’s just a matter of the world. There are too many destined things and cannot be chosen by others.

Just when the atmosphere was a little heavy, Ren Ziwen and Du Fan looked at somewhere with their eyes unanimously.

"That cultivator should be one of your nephews, right?" Ren Ziwen glanced at Du Fan and asked in a strange tone.

"Yes." Du Fan nodded.

"Is this person reliable? After all, your relationship between your masters doesn't sound very strong... By the way, have you been given a new method of concealment? If you want me to see, don't ask for any news about that matter and just go into the 6th home's main mansion." Ren Ziwen curled his lips.

"Only by knowing yourself and your enemy, you can win every battle. Besides, besides the affairs of the 6 families, I also want to find out something else. In addition, don't worry, the relationship between us uncles and nephews may not be very good, but at least we will not betray each other." Du Fan replied.

"How to say it?"

"Our lineage not only has the lawless inheritance, but also the many constraints of that guy. Otherwise, why did Master Xun stay in the realm of a martial artist for many years? He dare not go further... Damn, it hurts to talk about this, so I won't talk about it anymore." Du Fan waved his hand, then his figure swayed and disappeared from the tree in an instant.

...

Not long after, another person was added to the big tree where Du Fan and the other two were, and it was Gui Jiuzi, who was serving as a guest official in six families.

"Uncle Master, why are you here?" Because of the practice of practicing, Gui Jiuzi stayed away from the wine all day long. He was drunk and listless, but at this time he was full of energy, his eyes shining, and he looked around, looking cautious and sneaky.

"Why can't I come?" Du Fan asked back, smiling.

"Uncle Master, do you really don't know, or are you teasing me? Thirty years ago, the major families in the martial arts realm, which are considered to the Han family, and the Martial God Temple, which have always been outside the world, issued an arrest order to you almost at the same time. All parties inquire about your news, but it has not been lifted until now... I said Uncle Master, what did you do that both humans and gods have you done back then?" Gui Jiuzi asked with a confused look on his face.

"You don't know that our lineage has always been hated by others. This is probably what God jealous of talented people means." Du Fan smiled and said nonsense, without any intention of a positive answer at all, nor did he realize that he was a role model when facing his younger generations.

Gui Jiuzi was speechless, looking at his uncle, who didn't know what to say.

"I'll ask you something, where are your master and uncles now? Is there any news coming back?" Du Fan asked.

"Master and uncles seem to be in trouble..." When he heard the other party's question, Gui Jiuzi immediately looked worried, his eyes full of worry.

"What's going on?" Du Fan's heart suddenly became tight when he saw this.

In fact, whether it is the Yin-Yang Sword Saint, the Smiling Monk, the Old Drunkard, or Master Xun, Du Fan and they are just known as the same sect, but they do not have a deep affection for each other. After all, they don’t have much contact with each other, know much, and experience much. They are naturally far inferior to Ren Ziwen, Chen Ru and others in terms of relationships. However, when they suddenly heard that several senior brothers were in trouble, Du Fan was still worried.

"I don't know the specifics. Twenty years ago, my master sent me a message asking me to continue to lie dormant in the six families and be a guest official, not to go out, and not to mention the matter between my master and several uncles to others. I didn't say anything else." Gui Jiuzi shook his head.

"What about the other people? I'm talking about Wuzhao, Chen Yiping, and those disciples of Master Xun?" Du Fan thought of something and asked suddenly.

"Since I parted more than thirty years ago, I have never received any news about Chen Yiping and Wuzhao. I think they, like me, have hidden in a corner of the world in different ways. As for Uncle Xun's disciples, I heard that they were invited away by the people from the Martial God Temple." Gui Jiuzi recalled and replied like this. (To be continued.)
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