After sorting through the many pieces of information in his mind, Dean let out a long breath.

This harvest is really very rich for Dean.

Not only the secret techniques and secrets of the Syti royal family, but also the experience of King Syti, especially one of the battles, is definitely a rare experience for Dean.

Of course, the most important thing for Dean is the 'Seal of the Overlord'!

Even if it was mutilated, it was only a part of King Cipti's own exploration, and it gave Dean a lot of inspiration.

At least, he was no longer confused about the 'Seal of the Overlord' now.

"It seems that Xiaoyou has gained a lot!"

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Dean's expression and couldn't help but sigh on the side.

It's really that everyone has their own fate, and they can't force it.

It's like a meteorite in front of him, it's hard for him to even get close, and the restraint of that kind of 'qi' has too much impact on him.

Moreover, even if he endured all kinds of negative influences and approached the meteorite, it would have no effect.

He hadn't cultivated a certain kind of horizontal kung fu to the realm of legends.

After sorting out the key points, the middle-aged Taoist was left with only sighs.

Of course, there is also envy.

However, the middle-aged Taoist controls his envy very well, so that it only remains in envy, and does not turn into jealousy, because he knows very well that such an evolution will definitely not bring any good results.

This is true for him as well as for Dean.

"Hmm!"

Dean nodded, not saying more.

It's not just that you can't open your mouth to explain some of these things. And. What is even more important is this interpretation. It will inevitably bring more doubts.

Dean simply didn't say anything.

"Little friend, do you want to go to the Wumeng with me?"

The middle-aged Taoist brought up the old story again, and this time with some explanations: "Xiaoyou may have had some misunderstandings with the Wumeng before, but I can guarantee that those are just individuals, and they have nothing to do with the real Wumeng!" Xiaoyou will definitely think that the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked. However, most of the time, the top leaders of the Wumeng were forced to make some compromises...... It's like this time! ”

After sighing with a wry smile, the middle-aged Taoist said again.

"This incident, it seems that the 'ruins of the underground palace' led by the 'extraterrestrial meteor' attracted many rangers and forces to join them to seize the treasures of the 'underground palace', but in essence, it is a White Night Imperial Clan's purge of other forces, among which the owner of the Heavenly Providence Building is a member of the White Night Imperial Family, and the deputy owner is between the White Night Imperial Clan and the Wumeng and several other forces. However, the Martial Alliance in Xia Yuan City is useless, and Jiang Xiong's guy has already taken refuge in the former. And Wu Wei is even more loyal to the White Night Imperial Family...... The person who first released the 'Extraterrestrial Meteor' containing the secret news of the 'Saint' level was Wu Wei! ”

"What about you?"

Dean asked rhetorically.

"Me? I am also a poor ghost who can't help myself, I have my own master, I have disciples and grandchildren, if I don't want them to suffer, I can only obey the White Night Imperial Family, but I also have a good relationship with the Martial Alliance, and obviously, this is unacceptable to the White Night Imperial Family, or rather...... They're just looking for another proper excuse! After all, I rejected the White Night Imperial Family's request for 'martial arts'!" ”

The wry smile on the middle-aged Taoist's face was slightly retracted, and there was only a touch of anger.

"What is 'Huiwu'?"

Dean frowned.

"Leave the martial arts and secret techniques inherited by the sect to the White Night Imperial Family, and find people with outstanding talents to integrate and bring forth the new!"

The middle-aged Taoist said in a deep voice.

"Is it all the sects and martial arts halls?"

Dean asked with certainty.

"Well, it's all the sects and martial arts halls of the White Night!"

The middle-aged Taoist nodded.

"The ambitions of the White Night Imperial Clan are so big!"

Dean commented.

In Jade, Gaosai and other places, the reason why various aristocratic families appeared, in addition to the honor and wealth of inheritance, secret art and secret inheritance are the most important of them.

A nobleman who does not have a family inheritance of secret techniques and secrets will never be recognized by other nobles.

No matter how much wealth he has, in the eyes of other nobles, he is at most an explosive household.

And in the White Night, this inheritance is even more than that.

Even, in a certain sense, it is the fundamental thing.

And the White Night Imperial Family, if they want to seek such a fundamental thing, their thoughts are naturally self-evident.

What they want is not a formal reverence, but a control in the bones and soul.

With the world's martial arts and secret arts as bait, only a slight selection is needed, and within twenty years, more than half of the martial artists in the entire White Night are probably from the White Night Royal Family.

At that time, the martial arts hall and sect of the entire White Night will definitely exist in name only.

Because, the martial arts and secret techniques that these martial arts halls and sects have, the White Night Royal Family has.

And these martial arts and secret techniques that are not available in martial arts halls and sects are also available to the White Night Imperial Family.

And that's just twenty years, what if it's fifty years, or even longer?

I'm afraid that the people of the White Night have long forgotten about these martial arts halls and sects, and all that remains is the respect for the White Night Imperial Family, and the White Night Royal Family will also become the rule of the White Night in the true sense.

However, this has nothing to do with Dean.

Even if the white night is completely unified in any sense, it will not threaten the jade!

The distance between the two sides, the hardships and dangers between the roads, and the fierce beasts, have already been decided.

Except for a madman like the King of Conquest, no one would choose to go on an expedition.

So, if he hadn't been involved, Dean would have just sighed.

However, now it's different!

He's already involved, and after killing the Nineteen Princes, he can't get out.

At least, Dean couldn't ignore Hongling and Shui Yue's life and death.

Perhaps there were moments when Dean was cold-blooded and ruthless.

But some of his bottom lines remain.

"Dao Chief, I need you to do me a favor!"

Dean said slowly.

"What's the rush? Friends, please speak! ”

The middle-aged Taoist agreed very happily.

"I also have two friends in Xia Yuan City. It takes a while for the Taoist to take care of it - and at the same time. I'm willing to help the Daoist delay some of the White Night Royalty! ”

Dean said.

"Delay the time of the White Night Royalty? This ......"

The middle-aged Taoist was a little hesitant.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to joke with my life! And it's definitely not the only Dao Leader who is dissatisfied with the 'Martial Arts', you need to unite them, and it will take time, even with the help of the Martial Alliance-and, in a way, I don't want the Martial Alliance to be involved, they don't feel like warriors to me. is a character similar to the White Night Royal Family, such a character is always the least safe at the most critical moment! ”

Dean explained.

"However, without the tandem of the Wumeng, Lao Dao's face is still not big enough!"

The middle-aged Taoist did not refute Dean's words, because he knew that what Dean said was the truth, but he did not have the slightest solution.

Taixuguan may be quite famous near his mountain gate, and it is also quite famous in the white night, but it is absolutely impossible to make the martial arts hall and sect of the entire white night echo.

"I'm just reminding the chief. The specific things still need to be grasped by the Taoist himself! ”

Dean said. While looking at the cliff in the distance.

"Two little friends there?"

The middle-aged Taoist asked.

For those who have already stepped into the 'saint' level, it is not difficult to find a drunk man and a split eagle.

I didn't say it before, and I just didn't figure out the relationship between the drunk, the Split Eagle and Dean.

"My two companions on this trip, if the Dao Master is short of manpower, they will be good candidates!"

Dean said.

Although they didn't get along for a long time, the tests in the dungeon seemed to be deliberately placed, which was enough to give Dean a pretty good understanding of the drunkard and the split eagle.

Maybe neither of them is perfect!

However, if you fight side by side with the two, there is no problem.

"Lao Dao, thank you for your recommendation!"

The middle-aged Taoist made a mockery again, and then, with a trace, like a flying crane, went straight to the cliff, and then turned around and reappeared in front of Dean with a drunk man and a split eagle.

The whole process is only a moment, and the posture of the middle-aged Taoist is even more frightening.

Just look at the surprised look on the drunken man and the cracked eagle.

However, in the astonishment, the drunkard and the split eagle looked at the middle-aged Taoist with a look that was still guarded, and the two of them opened the distance from the middle-aged Taoist without a trace, and formed a horn with Dean to stand.

"Drunken swordsman, split eagle, is the old way so like a wicked person?"

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the two of them and couldn't help but smile and asked.

"Seeing people with the naked eye is always difficult to face and deviate!"

The drunken swordsman said very directly.

"It is the safest to use the sword to measure people!"

The Split Eagle is a very direct drawer of the sword.

The middle-aged Taoist smiled, looking at the two of them with an appreciative look, without the slightest look of anger.

In fact, the Turbulent has never been a person who gets angry lightly.

If it weren't for 'Huiwu', he would definitely be a cat playing in an unknown small place.

"It's okay, the Taoist is a good person!"

Dean said.

Immediately, the drunkard and the Split Eagle restrained their hostility.

However, the middle-aged Taoist was a little crying and laughing.

"I'm just a good person? So, what is a good person in your eyes? ”

The middle-aged Taoist asked, pointing to his nose.

"Really good people never think about themselves!"

Dean replied lightly.

"Then I'd better be a good person, it's too hard to be a really good person, and I think it's a bad good person!"

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head.

"Where is a rotten good person, he is a saint at all!"

The drunkard chimed in.

"Little friend is right! It's very perceptive, I don't know how the teacher is? ”

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the drunk man with a smile.

"Don't, don't, I don't want to become a monk - whether it's a Taoist priest or a monk!"

The drunk waved his hand again and again, and at the same time stepped back again and again, standing behind Dean.

"Humph!"

Split Eagle snorted disdainfully, as if he despised the drunkard's movements.

"This little friend is silent, but he also has extraordinary understanding, I don't know ......"

"Humph!"

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Split Eagle, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Split Eagle with a cold snort.

Then, the Split Eagle retreated behind Dean without a trace.

And such an act caused the drunks on the side to laugh out loud.

"Hahaha!"

The sound of laughter echoed in the ruins of the dungeon, and it lasted for a long time.

PS first update ~ (to be continued......)