Guard the scripture pavilion for a hundred years, invest in the son of the plane!

This middle-aged man, if Su Han was here, he would definitely feel shocked.

He is none other than the treasurer Wang of Fu Longcheng, Wang Wen.

Since Wang Wen followed Daqian's national teacher, he has become the confidant of the old national teacher.

At this moment, Wang Wen, although his appearance has not changed much, his temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the past, he was a good old man who would smile and bow to everyone he saw, but now, he already has a bit of a sense of immortality, reclusive in the city, with a city mansion, and calm

Su Han didn't expect that Wang Wen's fate had already changed.

Without saying a word, he followed behind the old national teacher, without squinting, staring straight ahead.

The gray-clothed old man walked through a dense forest and swamp, and soon heard the sound of water hitting the bluestone ~ coming from the front.

After the two walked out of the dense forest one after the other, he saw the scenery in front of him clearly.

This is a waterfall with a height of 1,000 meters. The water flow is like a galaxy hanging upside down, pouring down and hitting the bluestone.

In front of the waterfall, there is a three-storey bamboo building made of green bamboo. The substantive aura mixed with water mist surrounds the bamboo building, like a fairyland.

At this time, the gray-clothed old man said to Wang Wen behind him: "You wait for me here, don't run around."

"Yes." Wang Wen nodded.

Today, with the help of the national teacher, his cultivation base has successfully reached the Xiantian realm, and he can already be regarded as a strong one.

According to the national teacher, his training talent is extremely high, and he is a late blooming genius.

Coupled with Wang Wen's impeccable, low-key and persevering character, he not only became the confidant of the national teacher, but also became the only closed disciple.

The old man in gray looked at the bamboo pavilion in front of him, straightened out the wrinkles on his clothes, took a deep breath, and approached step by step.

It can be seen from his uneven breathing that he is very nervous.

Although the distance seemed to be only a few hundred meters, the old man in gray walked for nearly three hours.

The closer you get to the attic, the stronger the feeling of oppression.

Finally, he stopped in front of the attic.

After struggling for a long time, he raised his head, looked at the balcony on the second floor of the attic, and shouted softly: "Junior Lu Yang, pay my respects to Senior White."

The words fell.

After a while.

crunch

The door was pushed open.

A figure slowly walked out of the door, stood in front of the wooden railing, and looked down at the gray-clothed old man standing below.

This is a young girl, wearing a clean and simple white plain dress, with long white hair falling down her waist like a waterfall, and a pair of light blue pupils, as if carrying everything, making people dare not look at each other.

Her face is like a natural carving, every detail is just right, and her appearance seems to have taken away the beauty of this fairyland.

"Are you...that little deer from back then?"

The voice is very mature and ethereal, with the weight of time, forming a strong contrast with her girlish appearance.

heard the words.

The gray-clothed old man did not dare to look at the white-haired girl from the beginning to the end, and then he cupped his fists at the white-haired girl and bent heavily:

"Senior still remembers me, it is the honor of this junior for a lifetime."

He is the national teacher of the Dagan Empire, with a high status, equivalent to the second in command of the empire, an existence under one person and above ten thousand people, but at this moment, when facing this white-haired girl, he is like a trembling junior, Respect to the extreme.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

The white-haired girl asked straight to the point without any nonsense.

"The junior dare not, I just want to say goodbye to the senior for the first time at night.

The gray-clothed old man replied word by word.

The words fell.

A fairy light flashed in the pupils of the white-haired girl, she waved her hand, and a palm-sized bronze mirror appeared in her palm.

She lowered her head and looked at the chaotic nothingness on the surface of the bronze mirror.

Immediately, he put away the bronze mirror, and said slowly: "You want me to help the Daqian Empire from this catastrophe, right?"

The old man in gray knew that nothing could be hidden from this senior.

He still didn't want to see the Dagan Empire perish like this, so he thought of this senior.

With the realm of this senior, helping the Dagan Empire is just a matter of waving hands.

But he didn't dare, didn't dare to say these words.

"It's not that I don't help."

"It's Dagan's fate that has already been decided."

"Although I'm not afraid of Moon God Palace, if I make a move, Mu God Palace will let E.

"However, from what I see in the sky, Dagan's demise is a foregone conclusion. It cannot be saved, and it should not be saved."

"You should also leave Dagan early and go to the outside world to see, don't live in this barbarian small area for the rest of your life."

The white-haired woman looked down at the old man in gray and said quietly.

Hearing these words, Lubian was not very surprised, in fact, he also guessed the result.

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Because of the strength and status of the seniors, if they intervene in the war between the Dagan Empire, which is just a small country in their eyes, it will have a great impact.

Some powerful people in the mainland will restrict each other, not to be born, not to interfere in world affairs, this is an unwritten rule.

Therefore, his real purpose is actually to say goodbye, because no matter whether the seniors make a move or not, he will leave the Dagan Empire.

"Senior, this junior has taken in an apprentice, and is planning to pass on the mantle."

"I'm going to take him out for a walk, to see the world, and it's paving the way. The junior counts his days, and he doesn't have many years to live, so this is the last time I see the senior. Thank you, the senior, for saving me. The junior Nothing to repay."

As he spoke, Lu Yang knelt down towards the white-haired woman and kowtowed heavily.

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heard the words.

The white-haired woman slowly raised her head and looked at Wang Wen who was standing not far away.

Then he said: "Yes, he is a good seedling.

"Get up and leave early."

In fact, to the white-haired woman, Lu Yang was just a child she saved by passing by.

After Lu Yang stood up.

After hesitating for a long time, I decided to say:

"Senior, in the eyes of seniors, the Dagan Empire is a tiny country."

"But... in this small country, there is also a 'Qianlong Tianjiao' with great potential, this is the first time this junior has seen him in his life."

"Senior loves talents, this 'Qianlong Tianjiao' may make seniors interested."

heard the words.

The white-haired woman slightly adjusted her eyebrows and asked, "Who is it?"

"Su Han."

"The man of the empire."

Although Lu Yang has only met Su Han once, he has a strong premonition that the future of this young man will go very high.

Now that the Dagan Empire is on the verge of collapse, Su Han is still very small in front of the mighty Dayu Empire and the Moon God Temple behind Dayu.

If this senior can develop a love of talent towards Su Han, it can be regarded as Su Han's fortune.

next second.

With a thought in the white-haired woman's mind, the bronze mirror reappeared in her palm.

"Su Han..."

She murmured softly.

The mirror surface of the bronze mirror began to become void and chaotic...

Suddenly.

Her pupils fluttered slightly, as if she saw something incredible.