Su Yanyu ran out of oil, and Luo Yi didn't bother her too much during the seven days.
The last remaining bit of time was given to the mother and daughter.
Luo Yi himself was in the mansion, looking through the "gifts" left to him by Xuanyuan Xiuxian.
It must be said that this gift is as heavy as Mount Tai.
Although it is not the kind of treasure on the mountain, these classics record various mountain-holding treasures among the hundreds of sects.
What is even more frightening is that not only these heavy treasures are recorded here, but also the origin of the heavy treasures and how to get rid of them.
Moreover, these are not the only ones among these classics.
Some of the non-taught techniques of each major sect have even been recorded, and the mysteries of these techniques have even been deciphered, and methods of overcoming them have been given.
There are more, as Xuanyuan Xiuxian said before, those who took advantage of the disaster in Lingzhou and benefited from it.
What those people got and what they divided among the Spiritual Clan were recorded one by one, no matter how big or small.
Luo Yi is going to settle these "old accounts" now, and in the future, he will have to settle them with others bit by bit.
This is why the Human Emperor said that Luo Yi would appear in place of Xuanyuan at the meeting two years later.
Only people from the Spirit Clan can clear up these old accounts of the Spirit Clan.
If the Xuanyuan clan uses force to suppress others, it is not impossible, but it is just that the name is not justified.
But if there is a person who is worthy of the name of the Spiritual Clan and goes to these people to calculate the accounts of the year, then he will be justified.
On the other side, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain resigned from the throne.
One person comes, two people return.
Next to the Human Emperor, the skinny old man pressed his nose and smeared his boogers on the Great Heavenly Master's robe.
The Great Heavenly Master turned to look at him.
The skinny old man didn't care at all. He rubbed his nose and said calmly: "Does the demon clan know about it?"
Great Celestial Master Zhang Zhengting shook his head: "I probably don't know yet, but I think it will come soon."
"The demon clan will definitely sense this kind of thing."
The skinny old man twitched his lips, "How did the previous generation Bai Ze die? Those old guys from the Monster Clan have not forgotten it. If the Xuanyuan clan hadn't come forward, where would the hundred sects come from? Fifty of them would be pretty good. "
The Great Heavenly Master pondered for a moment, "Someone will settle this account."
"You mean, Xuanyuan's guest?"
The Great Heavenly Master nodded: "The Xuanyuan clan must have made arrangements. Xuanyuan Xiuxian is already preparing for the event three years from now. Before that event, there will be a liquidation. As the saying goes, If you don't sweep one house, why sweep the world? Besides, this house full of cockroaches and mice really deserves a good sweep."
The skinny old man was silent for a moment and asked, "Has the time been set?"
"Two years later."
The skinny old man's eyelids drooped slightly, "The rain is coming and the wind is filling the building."
"Haha, that's fine. What's your attitude at Longhu Mountain now?"
Zhang Zhengting said calmly: "The Tao is natural, and the world's overwhelming trend is unstoppable. Just follow the Tao."
The skinny old man suddenly took off the old straw hat on his head. What was shocking was that this man's head seemed to have been cut by some sharp sword, and it was only half of it!
The old man sneered and said: "Those guys are now starting to make moves. Whether it is the Zhongqian World or the Great Thousand World, this account must be settled carefully."
In just a few words, the two of them had already arrived in Dawu...
One hundred thousand years later.
Middle-earth China.
In an ink-colored palace, a stunning woman sat on the secondary seat, while the ink-colored seat of the main seat was suspended in the air.
Under the second seat, there are more than a dozen people, all wearing black robes, taking their seats.
However, this palace seems to be filled with a trace of blood.
The stunning woman frowned slightly, and she slowly said, "Those gods have returned to their respective dojos now?"
Someone below responded: "Yes, not many people know about this matter. The news has been kept secret, and there are very few rumors. It seems that Langya Sword Immortal came forward that day, and then there seemed to be a big shot. It is said that... it seems to be Bai Ze."
"Bai Ze?" The stunning woman seemed a little surprised.
She thought for a moment and nodded slowly, "It's reasonable, but unexpected."
"Are we going to defeat these nine gods one by one? We have been waiting for this day for too long. It is time to settle this account."
Someone stood up from the seat below. The bloody smell on his body was the strongest, and he seemed to be injured.
The stunning woman glanced at him, a complex look flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"This matter is not urgent. After all, the big fish behind these people haven't bitten the hook yet. They are just a few gods, but they can't pay back the debt they incurred back then."
She seemed to have thought of something, "By the way, it seems that Cen Ming intends to rebel?"
Someone else stood up from the seat and said softly: "It is indeed true, but it cannot be ruled out that it was done intentionally. After all, this person is the best at arithmetic and deduction. In the battle of Tianwaitian, although he did not personally participate in the battle, But at the cost of damaging the avenue, all the secrets have been calculated."
"If not, we might not have been defeated back then."
The woman in the second position held her chin with one hand and tapped the seat with her other hand.
"That's all, I'll go meet him in person. Your recent actions have been too big. Try to be as small as possible. Don't do anything about killing a whole family. Although Liuli Taoist Academy has been turning a blind eye, we It can’t be too much, at least it should make them look good.”
Everyone below nodded. The recent movement was indeed a bit too loud.
Several sects suddenly died overnight.
Many of the family members who were away from home also died silently overnight.
At first, there were just a few ripples, but now, the atmosphere in the entire Middle-earth China seems to have become tense.
Although some things have not been stated openly, many people are already very clear in their hearts.
That lineage from back then came back to seek revenge.
Those of them who had made matters worse during that battle would probably have trouble sleeping at night.
"Young Master, in my opinion, the movement is already so loud anyway, why not make it louder?"
"If we wait until these people become a rope, I'm afraid it will be a hard nut to crack."
The woman pondered for a moment and finally shook her head.
"Right now, there are frequent strange phenomena in the world, or major events may occur. It is better to be quiet during this period. Besides, half of our people have not returned yet, so we should hibernate for a while."
Someone asked: "What will happen after the hibernation is over?"
The woman said word by word: "Kill the gods, Wei Zhou."
This is the end of a discussion.
After everyone left, this stunning woman rubbed her brows, and her beautiful face finally looked a little tired.
But at this moment, her brows suddenly knitted together.
The woman lowered her head, stretched out her hand, and gently rubbed her belly.
She suddenly laughed, her eyes were crooked, and her face was full of tenderness.
