Yan Pingsheng touched the shiny and smooth skull in his hand with some pity, and finally nodded.

The two of them had just chatted for a few words when everyone from the Seven Kills Cult gathered around and it was quite lively.

When everyone was about to crowd them up the mountain, Yan Pingsheng raised his hand to signal the many elders, deacons, and disciples to wait a moment.

After a while, I saw a large horse pulling a cart on the mountain road, slowly approaching.

There was a coffin placed on the cart.

Although everyone still didn't know why, they all became quiet when they saw the coffin.

Yan Pingsheng walked over, held the coffin with his hand, and said slowly: "While I was away from the main altar, I experienced very strange things..."

The people of the Seven Kills Cult General Forum, listening to the words of their leader, gradually showed similar expressions on their faces, old and young, of shock and pain.

Qiudi watched all this silently.

A few hours later, in the courtyard arranged for Qiu Di by the people from the Seven Kills Sect.

The little crab crawled around on the stone table and muttered: "The things on the Seven Kills leader are so strange. It seems to be talking about the martial arts of our Earth Mother clan, but the way the book was written,

It doesn’t look like it was accomplished using our martial arts at all.”

Qiu Di asked: "In the martial arts of the Earth Mother God Clan, there are also many parts that use sound and light. In that book, there are luminous words flying out and making sounds. Isn't it strange?"

"Although our martial arts seems to involve the study of the use of light, heat, thunder and lightning, etc., especially our Yuanjun Temple, we are experts in this area. The other two forces will also pay attention to exploring many martial arts when they are in the hands of the monarch.

Changes other than matter, but our foundation is based on matter."

The little crab said, "The person who wrote that book was on the other hand. When he wrote that book, the spiritual aspect far outweighed the material aspect."

Qiudi thought: "You mean, the benefactor met by the leader of the Seven Kills is not from the Earth Mother clan, let alone the temple?"

Yan Pingsheng's previous description, although there was a slight mention of being rescued by an expert, etc., but this part did not go into too much detail. He said that mainly to break the Seven Kills Sect's idea of ​​sitting in a well and watching the sky, and to cultivate enough

Crisis awareness comes.

However, thinking about it in Qiudi, the expert definitely did not come from Yuanjun Temple. Since he also took action to kill people from Tiangong, there is a certain possibility that he came from Taiyuan Temple.

Now the little crab has another opinion.

"I can't speak too absolutely, but I think that person is probably not from the Earth Mother God Clan."

The little crab said, "Have you forgotten? We once talked with the people in Wudang about why we started to wake up fifty years ago after being buried and sleeping for tens of millions of years."

Qiu Di's expression changed.

The little crab jumped on the table twice more and continued: "And let me tell you, the middle and high-level people of Taiyuan Temple are a group of particularly annoying arrogance and war maniacs. In our time, from their establishment to their rise,

It only took a thousand years to become a top power."

"And during those thousand years, almost every year, there were multiple tribes and countries that were annihilated and conquered by them at any cost. According to the few things the leader of the Seven Kills said, and the respect for that person between the lines,

I think it can also be used as evidence to show that that person is not a master of the temple."

As he talked, the little crab made a strange laugh.

"Hehehe, and the sound made by that book is really nice, just like the sound of Empress Yuanjun talking to me before..."

In fact, this little crab had been immersed in the Xuanyin of the Arrow Book for longer than Mie Zhenglei.

However, Qiudi and her were one in wisdom and aware of each other, but they were still independent and not affected that much, so they were able to seize the opportunity.

Qiu Di laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid of Yuan Jun?"

"You don't understand. I'm talking about the past, when I was not Yuanjun's disciple."

The little crab jumped up, grabbed a strand of hair hanging from the side of Qiu Di's ear, and hung it on it like a swing.

"At that time, Empress Yuanjun was my favorite person. Just hearing a word from her made me happy for a long time. But later, I successfully became a disciple and..."

The little crab hesitated, "Of course, the empress is still very good. It would be better if she didn't care about my meals, homework, and making friends."

Qiudi suddenly said: "By the way, it's time for you to eat again."

"Eat your balls!"

The little crab said quickly, "Wait, someone is coming."

The little crab crawled to Qiu Di's shoulder, wrapped around the back of his neck, and hid it under his hair. Sure enough, there was a person outside.

After Yan Pingsheng came in, he smiled and said, "What do you think of this courtyard, Taoist Master?"

"I am worried about big things and have no time to watch."

Qiudi said, "But now that the leader is here, this important matter can finally be discussed."

Yan Pingsheng was not a man who beat around the bush. He sat on the side, grabbed the teapot and poured two cups, and said: "Looking at the Taoist priest's skills, I understand that the Taoist priest also knows many secrets. The purpose of coming here is to kill us seven times."

Are you going to join the Ming Dynasty?"

"Originally we just came here to form an alliance, but Mi Zhenglei and the others died here, and the situation became more urgent than we thought before."

Qiudi got straight to the point and explained everything about the ancient civilization, the three major forces, etc.

When Yan Pingsheng heard words such as using the north as a buffer, he couldn't help but sneer on his face.

Qiu Di also felt a little ashamed and helpless. Back then, they were unwilling to stop the Northern Expedition easily, but after comprehensive consideration, the Ming Dynasty did not have that kind of strength.

Fortunately, Yan Pingsheng did not dwell too much on this matter.

Things that cannot be justified in terms of human relationships may be the helplessness of reality. Without sufficient strength, no matter how good your intentions are, you cannot realize them.

The two discussed for a long time and finally set a general framework for Ming's various support for the Seven Kills Sect.

They chatted until it got dark, and when Yan Pingsheng was about to leave, Qiudi asked again.

"Master Yan, you mentioned the master who saved you before. Do you have his contact information and his specific name?"

Yan Pingsheng pondered: "Senior claimed that his surname was Guan and his first name was Luoyang. He said that he would go south, and he should also visit Sichuan and Sichuan."

"close……"

Qiu Di was stunned.

Yan Pingsheng saw his expression was different and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the name reminds me of something."

Qiudi pinched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes for a moment, raised his head and smiled at Yan Pingsheng, "Master Yan, I wonder if you could draw me the appearance of that senior?"

Yan Pingsheng pondered for a moment, nodded, dipped his tea in, and drew a portrait on the stone table.

Although he had read poetry and books in his early years, he did not have any profound attainments in painting. However, after he became proficient in martial arts, he could control the details and draw pictures that were lifelike and almost indistinguishable from real people.

"Luoyang, Chengzhou..."

Qiudi looked at the portrait and was lost in thought for a long time, and couldn't help but laugh again.

The little crab asked quietly behind his ear: "What are you laughing at?"

"nothing."

Qiudi chuckled, raised his glass and looked up at the sky, saying, "I don't know why I'm laughing. Maybe I'm just thinking that although some people claim they don't know how to name, sometimes their names are very appropriate."

"People are like Qiu Hong... go and return..."
Chapter completed!