Patriarch Zhongtian was full of resentment and anger.

According to the rules of the Church of the Killing of Gods, as long as you leave the family and enter the Church of the Killing of Gods, you will no longer intervene in the trivial matters of each family.

This is the default rule for thousands of years.

At the beginning of the establishment of the rules, it was to prevent the church from overly suppressing the family power and causing infighting in the family.

It has been passed down to the present, but also because under this system, the family can influence a lot of things.

As long as the Deity Killing Sect does not intervene in the family, the Patriarch in the entire power system has the right to exist next to the Deity Killing Sect leader.

What's more, there is no longer a master in the Church of Killing Gods, only a new little master.

Before the young master grows up, their patrons are the pinnacle of power. Even if the young master grows up, as long as they try their best to win a good relationship with the young master, they will not lose too many rights.

This is the default rule of all families.

But what people didn't expect was that the first person to break this rule was actually the little lord of the Deity Killing Sect.

And it was for the sake of an incomparably ordinary person who had just acquired the identity of a family messenger, and also gave him such a noble identity as the little lord knight.

As long as you have this status, let alone the Zhongtian family, even if other families join forces, they have to weigh it carefully before taking action against Xuan.

In addition to this, the decision to let Si continue to stay in Zhongtian's house also broke the rules.

The little lord is so partial, and Zhongtian Patriarch does not believe it. This is a decision made by the little lord on a whim.

Behind the young master, someone must instigate the young master to make her make such a decision.

Zhongtian Patriarch's heart is full of hatred.

The situation that I carefully planned was so easily resolved by others.

No matter who is changed, this kind of thing is not allowed to happen again.

Qin Yichen took the little maid all the way back to the courtyard. As soon as he fell down, he saw a white-haired old man standing in the courtyard with his hand holding his hand.

In Qin Yichen's memory, there was actually no information about this person.

Frowning slightly, Qin Yichen glanced around.

This person is so blatant, obviously not a murderous person.

"Who are you and what do you want me to do?"

The white-haired old man smiled freely.

"You don't need to remember me, you just need to remember the agreement between me and you."

After speaking, the white-haired old man waved his sleeve robe.

"Do you remember?"

Qin Yichen's heart was numb.

what is this?

You waved your sleeves and asked if I remembered it?

Go crazy!

Just when Qin Yichen was about to chase away guests, he was suddenly shocked.

"Could it be that these are the old things behind Si?"

"Looking at his actions just now, it's a bit like a way to unlock the shackles of memory. Could it be that they have their means left on Si? No wonder the memory I got is so incomplete!"

"It's difficult now."

At this moment, Qin Yichen felt the urgency.

As long as there is any mistake in his actions, he will definitely be discovered, and then his identity as a pretender will be revealed.

Just need him to arrange something at will, and he is in the whirlpool.

Qin Yichen wanted to continue to pretend, but he didn't have any clues.

In the memory I have, I don't even call this person, how can I disguise it?

Even if one of them is missed, there are plans for conspiracy, and even some secret signs.

None of these can be guessed right.

The person in the black robe noticed the strange moment for a short while.

Qin Yichen didn't care about his already overwhelmed soul, and his consciousness instantly sealed off the courtyard.

"You don't remember me?"

The white-haired old man's face was slightly startled, and a black mist enveloped him, ready to fight back at any time.

Qin Yichen raised his hand and instructed the little maid behind him.

"Don't let anyone in."

The little maid nodded and left the courtyard.

Only two people were left, and Qin Yichen looked at the white-haired old man in front of him.

"I guess your purpose is to get enough benefits in the Zhongtian family, not to destroy the Zhongtian family."

The white-haired old man took a step back, his face full of vigilance, and the black mist was already ready to go. He was sure that with his own strength, he could hang on here, but he was not sure how strong the person in front of him was.

To be able to mix into the Deity Killing Sect, he was still Yi Si.

This is enough to show that the strength of this person is above Si.

How much better he is than Si, how powerful is he, can he be solved with one move?

Under all kinds of worries, the white-haired old man temporarily gave up his intention to attack.

Turn to cautious temptation.

"Who are you on earth?"

Qin Yichen didn't pretend anymore, and scattered the black mist casually.

Isolating this courtyard from the outside world has already overwhelmed Qin Yichen's consciousness. It is almost impossible to do it.

Now I can only try to persuade the white-haired old man in front of him to replace his original identity.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you need to understand one thing now. I don't care about the Zhongtian family. My goal is to kill the gods. Our goal is not contradictory."

"I mean, we can try to cooperate."

With that, Qin Yichen picked a dead leaf from the courtyard.

The ability to secretly operate Sai Lao, on a withered yellow leaf, a touch of green was quietly born.

The yellowed leaves quickly regained their tender green.

The white-haired old man on the side saw his heart beating wildly.

"what is this?"

Qin Yichen did not rush to explain, and continued to urge. Soon, the dead leaf turned into a fresh and immature green leaf, just like early spring in March.

The leaves are so tender that they can squeeze out water.

The green leaves were loosened, the leaves fell into the black pool, and the majestic vitality was immediately absorbed by the black mist.

The leaves fell, and the small "bubble" in the black pool disappeared without a trace.

Qin Yichen took his hand away, and looked at the white-haired old man on the side faintly.

"Want to learn?"

The white-haired old man couldn't help swallowing.

The ability to resurrect from the dead is an irresistible temptation for anyone.

What's more, because of the black mist, these people lost their vitality rapidly.

The reason why the soul is hidden in the medium is not shown in its true colors. This is also the reason.

Now, an opportunity to restore his body is in front of him, how can the white-haired old man not be tempted.

He didn't even notice that, in order to see the changes in the tender leaves, he had already taken a few steps forward.

But the white-haired old man could still bear it, he didn't speak directly, but instead asked instead.

"What is your method, the power of faith? Godhead? Or the law of the world? Or are you just blindfolding?"

This kind of tentative inquiry is precisely to understand how valuable Qin Yichen's method is.

The law of the world is of course the best, everyone can benefit, and if it is the power of the godhead or belief, it can still be reluctantly accepted. If it is blindfolded, you can only get some trivial benefits.

The white-haired old man thought he asked very cleverly, but it was a pity that he was facing Qin Yichen.

Qin Yichen smiled slightly after taking his hand indifferently. "Want to learn? I will teach you."