The Lantern Festival was a day of reunion and celebration, but it was also the final preparation time for all kinds of conspirators.
On this night, a small white token completely stirred up the guilds in the Nine Royal Cities, secretly setting off a monstrous wave in an attempt to dismember the Mountain and Sea Alliance-Guild Alliance.
Their real purpose was to take this opportunity to remove the outer barrier of Mountain and Sea City.
Needless to say, this conspirator was the Silver Hand. In the China region, in addition to the original six members of the Handan Six Hegemons, the Silver Hand also had many secret members.
These members were basically secret families, and they didn't come out easily.
For example, the leader of the Star Alliance, the Dust of Star, and the hidden family behind him, were members of the Silver Hand.
However, under Ouyang Shuo's intervention, Star Dust's appearance did not go smoothly, and he was disgraced.
In the world, the China region had the deepest foundation and the longest history, so there were many secret members in the China region.
Apart from the founder of the Silver Hand, no one knew the exact number of people.
After the Silver Hand listed Ouyang Shuo as an "extremely dangerous" anomaly and activated the 15th clause, the first to take action were not the foreign members, but the secret members of the China region.
Today, they had reached the first stage of closing the net.
After tonight, the entire structure of the guilds in the China region would change.
… …
Quanzhou, the headquarters of the Flowing Light Pavilion.
In the secret room of the president, two people sat opposite each other. One was the Pavilion Master of the Flowing Light Pavilion, Jun Yi Lao, and the other was a middle-aged man with a simple face. Upon closer inspection, the middle-aged man looked somewhat similar to Jun Yi Lao.
"Xiaojun, it's been almost ten years since that incident. Are you still unable to let it go?" The middle-aged man picked up the teacup and took a sip, looking at Jun Yi Lao with a slightly kind gaze.
"Don't look at me like that, it's disgusting!"
Jun Yi Lao's heart was obviously in a mess. It was obvious that the middle-aged man in front of him had an unusual relationship with him.
"You are my son."
Jun Yi Lao said with a mocking expression, "Illegitimate child, or bastard? When you coldly expelled me from the family, I had nothing to do with you anymore. Didn't you guys think highly of yourselves? Didn't you adhere to some bullsh * t ancestral rules and didn't step into the mortal world? What's wrong? You can't stand the loneliness anymore and want to jump out again? "
"Earth is gone. What are we still holding on to?" A trace of loneliness flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.
For the secret families, it was undoubtedly a very painful choice to leave Earth, China, and the roots that their ancestors had laid down for generations. It almost destroyed their lifelong beliefs.
Some old fellows would rather die than migrate.
"If I go to Hope Planet, where should I be buried when I die?" This was their obsession.
The middle-aged man in front of him had been influenced by these values since he was young. Naturally, he had suffered the pain of being cut off.
Old Jun remained silent.
"Xiaojun, times have changed. A new era is coming, an era that belongs to you young people. Old fellows like us have fallen behind the times and will be slowly eliminated. "
The middle-aged man's words were sincere as he continued, "The clan has already decided to come out of seclusion and appoint you as the successor of the clan. We will assist you in leading the [Flowing Light Pavilion] to establish hegemony in Quanzhou and take down the Satellite City."
"I don't need it. I can handle it myself."
Hearing this, there was a slight fluctuation in Old Jun's heart, but his words were unyielding.
The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "You can't."
"Don't scare me."
The middle-aged man said, "I'm sure you know a thing or two about the clan's power. Quanzhou is the foundation of our clan. We've been operating it for hundreds of years. Even in the game, more than 30% of the leaders of the guilds in Quanzhou are still indirectly controlled by the clan. Xiaojun, do you really think you can succeed in opposing the clan? "
Old Jun's eyes narrowed.
"Why?"
Old Jun naturally knew the clan's power, but wasn't this power not easily used?!
"Because of this."
The middle-aged man took out a small white token from his chest. The token was very ordinary, made of pure silver. It was not expensive, and there were no patterns or carvings on the surface. However, it looked a little strange. The tip of the token was like a small palm.
Old Jun was shocked when he saw it. He said in horror, "The silver secret token of the [Silver Hand]! Who are you going to deal with? "He calmed down and asked with some uncertainty," Could it be Shanhai City? "
"That's right."
"Despicable! You actually attacked your own people. "Old Jun stood up angrily.
The middle-aged man said, "Our own people? After the establishment of the Federation, is there still a distinction between allies and enemies? "
"If there is no difference, then what are you still defending? To unify the world? " Old Jun's face was indescribable mockery. "In the end, isn't it Shanhai City that blocked your path? You make it sound so beautiful."
"Maybe you're right."
The middle-aged man did not argue anymore. His son had grown up and was even more powerful. He could not be fooled. But how could anyone in a high position believe in nonsense like 'ideals'?
"Hmph!"
Old Jun did not know what to say and sat back down resentfully.
The atmosphere in the secret room suddenly became a little awkward.
It was still the middle-aged man who spoke. He did not want to beat around the bush anymore. He directly handed the white token to Old Jun and said, "Do you accept this token?"
"What if I accept it? What if I don't accept it? "
The middle-aged man said, "If you accept it, you will be the heir of the clan and also the overlord of Quanzhou. If you don't accept it, you will be the enemy of the clan. I think you know what will happen in the end. "
"…"
Old Jun was silent for a long time.
[Flowing Light Pavilion] was his painstaking effort. It was also his last trace of pride after leaving the clan. If he did not accept the silver token, it was tantamount to becoming the enemy of [Silver Hand].
At the thought of that behemoth, no matter how stubborn Old Jun was, he could not help but feel a chill in his heart.
But Old Jun was unwilling to succumb to the despotic power of the clan.
As long as he thought of that rainy night ten years ago, when he was fourteen years old and left the old house deep in the mountains under the indifferent gaze of the clan, Old Jun could not suppress a ball of anger in his heart.
This flame burned for ten years and still did not extinguish.
He did not expect that after ten years, that clan would let him return to the clan because of a white token.
The way of the world was really ironic!
Old Jun's fingernails unconsciously pierced into his flesh, causing a dull pain.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man did not want to turn against his son. He tried to persuade him, "Wuyi and you are only in a cooperative relationship. Is it worthwhile for you to sacrifice for him? An anomaly is an anomaly after all. "
Old Jun suddenly raised his head and fixed his eyes on the middle-aged man. He said in a hoarse voice, "I accept." As he said this, he reached out to take the small token, but it was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
"That's my son." The middle-aged man smiled with relief.
Old Jun's heart was dripping blood.
…
Chengdu, the headquarters of [Laojun Temple].
Among the headquarters of all the guilds, the [Laojun Temple] was the most special. The whole headquarters was a large Taoist field. There were many Taoist temples, which contrasted with the overall architectural style of Chengdu.
There were many outstanding people in Sichuan, and there was also the legend of the Sword Immortal of Mount Shu, so the atmosphere of cultivation was very strong.
It was not a coincidence that the [Laojun Temple] was located in Chengdu.
It was night, and the lights were bright.
An old Taoist holding a horsetail whisk came to the front of the [Laojun Temple].
"Who are you?"
[Laojun Temple] was dominated by Taoist professional players. Even the gatekeeper was dressed as a Taoist. He spoke very carefully and was not so straightforward.
The old Taoist flicked his horsetail whisk, made a bow, and said, "Please inform your temple master that an old friend, Xuan Jizi, has come to visit."
The guard saw that the old Taoist was a bit sage-like, so he did not dare to neglect and immediately entered the door to report.
Not long after, a middle-aged man rushed out of the door. He was wearing a green Taoist robe, and his face was ruddy. At first glance, one could tell that he was a Taoist with deep cultivation.
Looking closely, one could see that the man's face was full of excitement and expectation, so he walked in a hurry all the way.
It was the temple master of the [Laojun Temple], Taoist Priest Green Bull.
Taoist Priest Green Bull was also a quite legendary figure. In reality, he was a rich family of three generations, and his family was quite rich. It was said that once he went to the mountain to play, he met a master and had a great enlightenment, and stepped into the Taoist gate.
After that, Taoist Priest Green Bull cultivated in the deep mountain for five years before going down the mountain. After going down the mountain, he directly took a Taoist certificate and became a serious Taoist.
He even built a Taoist temple on the outskirts of Chengdu with his own money and widely accepted disciples.
Although he was a certified Taoist, Taoist Priest Green Bull was not old-fashioned at all, and he kept up with the times. In addition to building a Taoist temple and accepting disciples, Taoist Priest Green Bull was also one of the moderators of the world's most famous Taoist forum, "Purple Cloud Palace". When he was free, he would post on the forum to solve doubts and spread Taoist knowledge.
Because of his profound Taoist knowledge and humor, he had a large number of loyal fans.
Taoist Priest Green Bull's name was made at that time.
As a result, even the Taoist temple he built became more and more famous. From time to time, netizens of the "Purple Cloud Palace" would come to see Taoist Priest Green Bull.
Some senior netizens could even sit and discuss Taoism with Taoist Priest Green Bull, which was very comfortable.
The [Laojun Temple] in the game was built based on the Taoist temple in reality. The core members were all disciples recruited by Taoist Priest Green Bull, and the backbone members were mainly netizens of the "Purple Cloud Palace".
Therefore, the [Laojun Temple] could be regarded as a rather legendary guild among the top ten guilds.
Taoist Priest Green Bull rushed out of the gate and saw the old Taoist waiting outside. He could no longer suppress his excitement and said in a trembling voice, "Master, it's really you!"
As he said that, a trace of tears flashed in the corner of his eyes.
Taoist Priest Green Bull said that he had been guided by an expert in the deep mountain, and it was not a lie.
If it were not for such an adventure, Taoist Priest Green Bull would not have had a series of achievements later. In the following years, Taoist Priest Green Bull had entered the mountain more than ten times, hoping to see his master again, but he could not. He had always felt regretful.
When the interstellar migration began, Taoist Priest Green Bull thought that he would never see his master again in this life. He never thought that his master would take the initiative to visit him in this life. How could Taoist Priest Green Bull not be excited?
"Silly boy!"
The old Taoist smiled gently, and his expression was also emotional.
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