A stone that can be seen everywhere, but from the Qi Lao's mouth, it was only the Bajue Sect.

Zhao Yu was a little stunned. To tell the truth, he really didn't see any other name for this stone, but since the Seventh Old said so, there must be other reasons.

So, he didn't interrupt, just waited for the following words from the Seventh Old.

"We don't have many of these kinds of stones in Bajue Sect. They are things that the ancestor brought out from the space and space. Only with this kind of thing can you sense the existence of that space."

"Uncle Seventh Master, what's inside?" Zhao Yu's heart was already filled with shocking waves. Time and space? Is there really such a place? This is too terrifying.

"One coffin, one futon." The seventh old man nodded softly.

A coffin, a futon? There is nothing else?

Zhao Yu looked at the Qi Lao dumbly, originally expecting the Qi Lao to continue talking, but the Qi Lao shut up.

"That's all?" Zhao Yu asked incrediblely. If it were just a coffin and a cushion, how could the Bajue Sect besieged? Why did it fall from the super power?

"That's all recorded in the classics." The seventh elder smiled and said, "Of course, the reason why we are Bajue Sect is because of the little stone in your hand. Therefore, those people were so crazy back then, but they were not good at it. In the end, the eldest, second, third, and ninth brothers continued to break the mirror, so that they could only go back in shame and eventually abandon a three hundred-year agreement with the sacrificial face."

The words are light and light, but the unforgettable bones in it are not concealed at all.

Ninth brother?

This is the first time Zhao Yu heard from the Seven Olds. Isn’t the Bajue Sect only seven ghosts? Why is there another Ninth Brother?

However, seeing the unforgettable flashes in the Qi Lao's eyes and the depression that emerged on his body, Zhao Yu was tactful and did not ask in this regard.

Why ask the question of destined to be without results?

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Since you have accepted the position of the young sect leader, you should take on some responsibilities, and you should do some things." Qi Lao Shuan's depressedness that had appeared in the moment, looking at Zhao Yu, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

Zhao Yu's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged from his heart. He seemed... to have fallen into a big pit?

"What's the matter?"

"You told you that three hundred years ago, because of the siege of those shameless people, our Bajue Sect was forced to appear for three hundred years. The deadline has come. It is time for those forces and people who were taking advantage of the situation to pay off their debts."

"Yeah." Zhao Yu nodded. There was such a big noise last night that one-third of the buildings were destroyed by Fengyuan City. Isn't it because of the debt collection of Bajue Sect? Zhao Yu knew about it.

"Of course, there are a few old guys who are older than Saint Warriors to deal with, but those who are younger than Saint Warriors..." The seven old man looked at Zhao Yu with a smile.

"Uh...Uncle Seventh Master, don't scare me." Zhao Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he knew that there was no free lunch in this world. What happened is coming, and it was such a big deal.

Saint Fighting Warrior, Zhao Yu is so powerful now that he actually wants to ask him to collect debts. He is just a level six of the Great Fighting Warrior.

"Don't worry, I won't let you go back." Qi Lao waved his hand and said, "In the Eastern Continent, no matter what sect or what identity it is, they have to pay the price for it. And these are naturally done by our Bajue Sect. But for some reasons, we cannot take action there at will, but you don't have to worry. No matter who it is, they dare not bully the small. All you have to do is to find their mountain gate and chop them up."

Zhao Yu was frightened by the murderous intent of Qi Lao's words.

Destroying people and mountain gates is an irreconcilable hatred.

Isn’t letting him do this as a little person? Isn’t it equivalent to letting him die? And after hearing the Qi Lao’s tone, there is not even one.

"Actually, even if you don't go to find them, they will probably come to you." A gloomy flashed in the Qi Lao's eyes: "You should understand that the chill of the young master's words "Your way" can defeat you at least be able to suppress our Bajue Sect on the surface. If you defeat you, you will become famous in the entire continent in an instant."

Zhao Yu was stunned when he heard this. Why did he seem to have taken over the token of the Young Master as a sect leader, which was equivalent to taking over a huge trouble? If it was really like what the Qi Lao said, wouldn’t it mean that everyone in the world would be enemies?

I don’t bring such a trick, I just want to find a way back.

Zhao Yu didn't even have the intention to curse at this moment, he just felt that his life was a little dark.

"What? Are you scared?"

"Fear? Since I came out to now, I have not been afraid of this word in my dictionary."

"Dictionary?" Qi Lao muttered in confusion.

"Dictionary, dictionary." Zhao Yu changed the opening one after another, then patted his chest and said boldly: "Don't worry, Uncle Seventh Master, as long as someone dares to block the road along the way, there will be no return below the Saint Warriors."

"Okay." The seventh elder nodded with satisfaction. Below the Saint Fighting Warrior, it naturally represents the seventh-level strongman of the Great Fighting Warrior. Zhao Yu has this mentality and he is very satisfied.

"After crossing the Tianhe, you must go there. As for whether you want to destroy the other party's sect or kill the other party's successor, you can do it. I have only one request to ruin their reputation." The seventh elder handed over a piece of paper, which only had five sect names on it, and then... and then it disappeared.

"If you can't cross the Tianhe River, just pretend I haven't said it." The seventh elder raised his head and looked at Zhao Yu: "But if you have crossed, then you must do these things, for the sake of Bajue Sect and for yourself."

"Me?" Zhao Yu was a little confused. If possible, he wanted to find a place to hide. He didn't show up until the Martial Arts Competition was launched. He never thought that Mr. Zhao would throw such a sentence.

"Yes, this is the sect leader's request to you. Before resisting Yan Liangshan, we must show the domineering spirit of our Bajue Sect." The seven elders' rare solemn task was to ask Zhao Yu to become famous.

Zhao Yu suddenly felt like tears were flowing. He wanted to keep a low profile in the soil, but the seven ghosts were all more anxious than him. Why is this?

In fact, Zhao Yu didn’t know what a shame it would be to be forced to hide in the world for three hundred years.

Back then, the Bajue Sect was the first and only super strength in the mainland. However, it was framed and besieged by someone in a joint design, and eventually he was taken into slaughter. This was definitely an unforgettable hatred for the Qi Lao and the others.

Now that the opportunity has come, how could they give up revenge?
Chapter completed!