Between the words, a qiē was ready.

"Let's go!" The golden cicada seemed to be a little impatient, and the Buddha light flashed all over her body, wrapping the people around her in it, and disappeared in place in an instant, turning into a lightning-fast streamer that overflowed into the distance.

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When he walked all the way to the main hall, he did not encounter any resistance.

On that day, Tang Buddha tearfully betrayed the sect, not all of them were loyal and unyielding, such as asking the sword sect with a large number of people, after all, there are still some soft bones, about a hundred people, and the most common thing is to choose to be loyal to Tang Buddha tears, and become his lackey, dealing with some sect affairs on weekdays, helping Tang Buddha tears master the sect.

Today, however, none of these traitors have appeared.

The sect has just been restored, and there are countless things that need to be done immediately.

Originally, everyone was going to flock to the main hall of the head of the house, and watched Tang Buddha tears, the biggest rebellion in the history of the Sword Sect, being cut by a thousand knives, and some people even designed all kinds of the most cruel criminal laws, so that Tang Buddha tears could taste the most terrifying pain in the world before dying, and everyone who survived the disciples of the Sword Sect did not hate him on May Day.

This kind of hatred far surpassed the hatred for [Heaven Splitting Sword Sect] Han Yangjian and the others.

Everyone believes that with Ding Hao here, Tang Fo Tears will definitely not escape death.

However, in the end, Ding Hao still stopped everyone from following the request to go to the main hall, and even Wang Juefeng, Guan Feidu and others were separated by Ding Hao and asked them to take charge of other repairs and co-ordination matters.

Ding Hao chose to go to the main hall alone.

He wanted to go to see Tang Buddha Tears alone.

The bluestone paved path was empty, the trees on the side of the road had grown tender green buds, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Compared with the garbage area in the back mountain and the lower three-step area, the environment here has not been affected by the war, and the most primitive style of the Wenjian Sect has been completely maintained, this time Ding Hao did not get lost, he walked very slowly step by step, and walked along the familiar and unfamiliar road for a full quarter of an hour, and the main hall was in sight.

The magnificent building symbolizes the power core of the Sword Sect.

Becoming the master of this building is equivalent to controlling the entire Sword Asking Sect.

When Ding Hao came to the square in front of the main hall, he vaguely felt the breath of the spatial inscription teleportation formation, and there were still remnants of the vein imprint on the ground, obviously just before a stick of incense, a large teleportation formation was activated, teleporting some people to an unknown direction.

Ding Hao just glanced at it, and then stopped paying attention to this inscription formation.

Because he could feel that in the main hall, that person was still there.

Step by step, what Ding Hao felt in his heart, even he couldn't figure it out.

This hall, since becoming the peak master of Hidden Sword Peak, he has been here countless times.

But there are only two times that Ding Hao remembers vividly - the first time and this time.

When he first came, Ding Hao was just a small registered disciple, and his heart was excited and excited, but this time, in countless moments, he had the urge to turn around and leave, and never set foot here again in this life.

There is no one to guard.

With a slight push, the stone door of the main hall burst open.

It was a little dark inside, and the huge dragon sword pillars were lined up on both sides, ten meters apart, and extended to the depths of the main hall.

It was empty without any guards, and the air smelled cold and lonely.

Ding Hao walked forward step by step, and finally came to the huge stone seat of the head of the house.

Look up.

A burly and brave middle-aged man like a lion tiger, wearing leather armor and holding a long sword, stood quietly, the cloak behind him was windless, as if he was a demon god standing in the shadows, his eyes burst into ejaculation, standing in front of the stone seat of the head, looking down at Ding Hao from top to bottom.

Don Buddha tears.

It was Tang Buddha tears.

This questioning Sword Sect's biggest rebellion in history, with a sneer, an unwillingness, and a hideous face, looked down on Ding Hao.

"When you see the master, why don't you kneel?" Tang Fo's tearful voice was as cold as the ice of the Nine Evil Yellow Springs.

Ding Hao looked up at him, his gaze suddenly became calm, and there was no hatred or anger.

"Senior Brother Tang, do you want to explain anything?" Ding Hao asked softly.

"Explain, haha, what explanation does this head need? Li Jianyi was sold by me, I killed the abandoned green shirt, the position of the head of the house was originally mine, Ding Hao, do you want to rebel?" Tang Fo sneered with tears.

"You say this because you want me to kill you without guilt, right?" Ding Hao asked quietly.

"Hahaha, now, I am asking the head of the Sword Sect, you dare to kill me?" Tang Fo tearfully stretched his palm, and a small jade-colored sword spun and appeared, blooming with a soft jade light, and shouted: "The token of the head is here, and the person who holds this thing can order the entire Ask Sword Sect, Ding Hao, as a disciple of the Ask Sword Sect, you actually call me a senior brother, how dare you be so rude to me?"

"I can't wait to show the token of the head of the family, in fact, I am showing its storage, do you want me to snatch it over?" Ding Hao said quietly: "Senior Brother Tang, you know that I won't be so stupid as to kneel down to people because of just a token of the head of the family, but still take it out, do you really think I don't know anything?"

"You ......" Tang Fo's tearful face changed, and he said angrily: "Idiot, I even killed the abandoned Qingyi and Li Jianyi, do you think I will deal with you later? Now you kneel down to worship, and the head of this sect will spare you death!"

Ding Hao really lowered his head and thought about it seriously, and said, "Okay." ”

Then he really knelt on one knee seriously and faced Tang Fo's tears.

At this moment, Tang Fo's tears were like being struck by lightning, and he stood on the spot, not knowing what to say.

After a while, he laughed: "Okay, very good, Ding Hao, since you choose to surrender to me, then I will spare you to die, and I will not let you follow in the footsteps of Li Jianyi and abandon the green shirt." ”

Ding Hao raised his head and sighed: "Senior Brother Tang, how long are you going to act? You mentioned the death of the head of the sword intent and the master again and again, didn't you just want to stimulate me and let me kill you? However, I really know everything. ”

"You...... What are you talking nonsense, you ......" Tang Fo's tearful tone began to tremble a little, he waved the long sword in his hand, but in the end it hung down a little in vain, I don't know when, his eyes were already full of tears.

"How did the master and the head of the sword intent die?" Ding Hao said seriously: "Senior Brother Tang, now can you tell the truth?"

Two lines of tears flowed from Tang Buddha's tearful eyes.

He seemed to be hundreds of years old in an instant, and the whole person was decadent in an instant, and he sat down in front of the stone seat of the head of the house, and his face, which was originally as powerful as a lion and tiger, was endlessly tired.

Tang Fo lowered his head and smiled bitterly, but he was a little relieved.

"Uncle Abandon Qingyi is right, I really can't hide this matter from you, I don't know whether to say that you are smart or stupid...... Just now you killed me happily, took my head, and went to explain to those suffering sect disciples, from now on, you are the master of the Sword Sect, with endless prestige, the position of the head of the sect, it is none other than you, under your leadership, the Sword Sect will dominate Selangor, wouldn't it be better to do so. ”

"I will not let a sect meritorious service who did not hesitate to endure humiliation, bear infamy, and make such a huge sacrifice for the survival of the sect will die in a daze in a daze, he deserves the glory he deserves, and it will always be remembered in the hearts of every sect disciple. Ding Hao said seriously.

"But you should know that in my hands, it is indeed stained with the blood of the disciples of the sect, that day, I personally killed dozens of sect elders, killed my own disciples, and killed dozens of sect disciples, this scene, tens of millions of people saw it in their eyes, the facts are there, even if you tell the truth, what can you do?" Tang Buddha's tearful expression gradually calmed down.

He sat quietly on the ground and said with a smile: "Ding Hao, do you know, although Jian Yi and his Qingyi Senior Uncle have completed their duties to the sect openly, even if they die, they are worthy of their reputation and are admired by thousands of people, and I may be scolded by thousands of people, but I am much luckier than them, do you understand why?"

"Why?" Ding Hao asked.

"Hahaha, that's because before I died, I had seen the recovery of the sect with my own eyes, and I also saw the young man who was pinned on by them, leaping into a dragon and becoming a person who can really lead the Sword Sect to become a super sect, hahaha, when I was in the distance, I saw with my own eyes that you destroyed the sword cultivators of the [Heaven Splitting Sword Sect], and my tears burst out laughing......" Tang Fo's tears were slightly fascinated by his eyes, and he looked intoxicated:" That's really a beautiful and charming picture, hehe, Li Jianyi and Uncle Abandoned Qingyi, I didn't see it. ”

Ding Hao felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.

Although the Endless Continent is a cold world where the law of the jungle is eaten, there has never been a shortage of heroic deeds that have been passed down through the ages, and there is no shortage of hot-blooded men who have blood flowing in their hearts, for the sake of their relatives, friends, descendants, compatriots and the faith in their hearts, although they die without regrets.

No matter how cruel the environment is, some people can always calmly and generously play a song of heroic tragedy!

In a certain way, Li Jianyi's act of abandoning the green shirt and sacrificing his life for the sect is not as good as Tang Fo's courage to turn into a demon and bear the burden of humiliation and infamy.

This is the wisdom and courage of the world.

Ding Hao asked himself, if he had to choose one of them in that situation at that time, he would definitely choose a glorious and tragic death, rather than live with infamy and humiliation.

It takes too much courage.

The sacrifice of Tang Buddha's tears in exchange for the time that the Sword Sect needed most, in exchange for the hope of the rise of the sect, and the greatest effort to preserve the foundation of the Sword Sect.

Wenjian Mountain was not destroyed in the war, about eighty percent of the disciples of Wenjian Sect were not slaughtered, and Wenjian Sect's six peaks and six seats, the Tibetan scripture arsenal, the Lingcao Hall, the medicine garden and even the residence of the registered disciples were not completely destroyed, this qiē is all due to the feat of Tang Buddha's tears incarnating into demons.