Chapter 646: The sentiments of the ancestors
“Chahu!”
A hoarse voice suddenly came from a cliff surrounded by clouds and mist thousands of feet deep.
Following the sound came hundreds of huge and weird Mohist spaceships named Wu Lingbao. On top of them were densely packed disciples of the Eighteen Sects. If you look carefully, you can clearly see that those disciples are all holding souls. Grass, weapons, martial arts stones, elixirs...
There are also spiritual beasts of various sects lying beside the boat.
It can be said that you are dragging your family with you!
"Puhu" came from a certain disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect. He escaped with joy while running for his life. This was the first time in the thousands of years since the Eighteen Sects founded the sect.
That’s right! The eighteen sects reached a consensus of opinion in a very short period of time. Even though some elders of the sect held the tragic and heroic idea of coexisting with the sect, they could not withstand the balanced analysis of interests by most elders.
Although I don’t know who came up with this idea, it was only proposed by Xuantian Sword Sect, but if you think about it carefully, it is already the most reasonable idea in the face of a disaster!
After all, it’s not just my family abandoning our sect and running for our lives, we are all embarrassed together.
As long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood. Even if the ancestors return, they cannot be blamed.
If you succeed in fighting for your life in Fulong Mountain, it will be a dramatic comeback and a decisive victory!
Wonderful!
“Xin Zhuo, Xin Zhuo!”
Song Tianxing, Yu Zhuji and Liu Qingfeng, a group of peak masters, held the sect’s mountain protection treasure and stood on the bow of the boat facing the wind, looking ahead. , it is inevitable to feel emotional.
The person who carved the inscription on the teaching throne certainly deserves his reputation!
The people on the ninth floor of the True Yang Tower are truly extraordinary!
Is he the chosen one who came to save the Eighteen Sects?
Could it be fulfilled today?
“Buzz——”
At this time, the command flag waved by the master of Lingyun Sect came from the front.
Hundreds of Lingbao spaceships stopped in unison and quietly fell into the swamp at the bottom of the cliff.
After a moment, a graceful and charming figure, carrying a majestic momentum like an abyss, came in a flash, stopped for a moment in mid-air, looked at the cliff, and then left quickly.
The martial arts barriers in the Hunyuan Virtual Realm are everywhere, with ups and downs between reality and reality, making people tremble.
That witch!
Fortunately, at this noon, in the abyss under the mountain, the mixed mist will never melt for thousands of years, which can block the perception of the five degenerate masters of heaven and man!
Seeing the demon girl go away, Song Tianxing and others looked at each other, and their feelings towards Xin Zhuo became more complicated.
The east and west roads are not advisable. You should take the bottom of the cliff at noon...
As expected!
Liu Qingfeng quietly returned to the boat where the disciples were standing at Jianjian Peak, looking forward with his hands behind his back, with an awe-inspiring aura.
The master's wife Chu Siniang on the side smiled: "You have accepted a good disciple. This kid Xin Zhuo is really amazing!"
Behind him were Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, Bai Jiansan, who was injured all over, Wang Hui and others, including Zhao Yizhu, who was holding Xiaohuang as if she were a fairy or an ink painting, quietly surrounded the master and his wife.
Su Liuli suddenly looked at Zhao Yizhu and chuckled: "I suddenly understand why someone like Junior Sister Zhao wants to be that boy's wife."
Everyone also looked at her.
No wonder Xin Zhuo, a young junior brother, can hold a beauty in his arms, but it’s hard not to accept it.
Zhao Yizhu didn't know how to answer, he just held Xiao Huang and nodded slightly. His gentle and quiet appearance made people feel inexplicably peaceful.
“Don’t relax!”
However, Master Liu Qingfeng shook his head gently at this time: “He just gave a reasonable suggestion, but the final result is still unknown. This battle, I’m afraid it’s still difficult!”
“Yes!”
The disciples clasped their fists.
Hundreds of ships continued to move forward, and soon passed through the bottom of the cliff. When they reappeared, they had reached the southern foot of the Fulong Mountains.
……
“…”
Zhongyun Peak.
Nearly a hundred ancestors of the eighteen sects were silent, but their eyes showed confusion.
The initial doubts and scoldings against Xin Zhuo disappeared.
Because they also clearly saw that the four disciples in Qingyu Mountain and Shanwu retreated at the critical moment.
Then a little yellow dog actually delivered a message for Xin Zhuo.
I don’t know what was said in the letter, but the Eighteen Sects made a move that went against heaven. They fled as a whole, escaping the immediate killing blows of Tian Xie, Gui Qing Sect, the Demon Girl and the Wild Beast. .
At first, the ancestors were angry. In the thousands of years since the Eighteen Sects were founded, has there ever been such a despicable act?
However, when he calmed down later, he felt that it was the most reasonable thing. This was better than having the sect's inheritance wiped out one by one.
What's more, everyone has the same style, and no one loses face.
Looking again, I suddenly found that this seemed to be that boy’s idea!
Looking at it this way, the boy is not stupid, but a bold and capable person.
Lingyun Sect Li Guofu’s ancestor glanced lightly at Chu Zongwei, who smiled back.
Daozhen, the headmaster of Xuantian Sword Sect, chuckled and said: "You can make something!"
...
"This kid is really..."
Over the Great Zhou Dynasty , the father and son on the broken boat naturally saw Xuanxu and couldn't help but sigh.
......"Kill him! We must not let this kid live!"
“The Eighteen Sects are all a group of disciplined, stubborn mediocre people, how could such a treacherous and cunning boy come out!”
“Half of Dayan’s plan has failed! "
"In the future, when all races come and saints, emperors and eternal geniuses come to the world, how will they deal with it?"
"Kill him!"
Angry roars came from the dark clouds.
……
The top of Bawangzhai.
Xin Zhuo is squatting on the ground writing and drawing. If you look carefully, you can see that it is a simulated picture of a landscape, a city, and a battle with dense figures.
The woman who had been out for a few hours flashed back from a distance and looked at him again. Her face was solemn and fearful, and then she also stared at the "graffiti" on the ground.
can't read.
I had no choice but to sigh: "I know why you moved a tiger leather chair and ate melon seeds. You calculated that the battle between Tian Xie, Gui Qing, Huang Beast and the Eighteen Sects would take place here. , you are watching the fun!
Are you sure that they will follow your plan? "
Xin Zhuo said nothing, still writing and drawing.
The woman said again: "You are so bold and have such great calculations. I really underestimate you."
Xin Zhuo still didn't make a sound.
What the hell is the plan? It's just a coquettish snake-skin move and a little trick, but the timing is a little more accurate.
He has been studying the mountains, rivers, geography and people's opinions of this place for half a month.
"You are different from others. I would never have thought of the ideas you have thought of."
The woman sighed softly again, "At least I can't think of going to the left and right. Zong’s actions are not something that disciples should think about. I even wonder whether you are a born person or an old monster who has experienced several generations.”
"It's a good idea, don't think about it next time!"
Xin Zhuo stretched out, yawned, wiped away the graffiti on the ground with his feet, and sat back on the tiger leather chair, "I should It's almost there!"
The woman sighed, sat cross-legged and picked up a melon seed: "Jiang Ji?"
Xin Zhuo: "I don't know, just take it as such. ! ”
“Okay! ”
"Crack, bang..."
The melon seed shells fell to the ground.
Half an hour later, hundreds of huge Lingbao spaceships arrived from ahead, covering the entire sky of Fulong Mountain with a huge momentum.
The aura of six to seventy thousand elite disciples from various sects gathered together in one place is terrifying.
The group of bandits who had just woken up below were frightened and fainted by this scene.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Hundreds of spaceships landed on the top of the mountain, and dense shouts rang out. Each major sect and each small sect occupied a place, set up camp, and prepared strategies to deal with the enemy.
The senior officials of the Eighteen Sects quickly gathered together, and after a moment of discussion, they dispatched a dozen Lingtai masters and sneaked into the bottomless cave at the top of Fulong Mountain.
Facing the enemy with a decisive battle here is already an established strategy. How to implement it is not Xin Zhuo's business.
It was just a graceful figure suddenly rushing over under the guidance of Xiao Huang.
Zhao Yizhu!
The white clothes are like snow, dancing like a flying dragon, and life is so beautiful, like a fairy.
Before she even got close, a pair of beautiful eyes locked onto the woman next to Xin Zhuo.
The woman blinked her eyes, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and looked at Xin Zhuo: "How could there be such a beauty, who is no more frightened than that witch, and she came to you?"< br>
Xin Zhuo didn't say anything. He hadn't seen him for a long time, and when he saw Zhao Yizhu again, he felt a little nervous.
To be honest, since the group of trialists left, apart from Zhao Yizhu, there was no place in his heart.
Zhao Yizhu had already landed lightly aside, looking at the woman silently.
The woman stood up in a hurry: "Don't get me wrong, I am a man and have nothing to do with Xin Zhuo. Even if he bullied me..."
Xin Zhuo coughed lightly: "Get out!"
“Get out!”
The woman obediently walked aside and secretly looked back.
I saw the beauty sitting next to Xin Zhuo.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
The woman shook her head and walked away, suddenly paused, and said in a voice that only she could hear: "The aura of the ancient desolate sword? I'm afraid it's another three ways. The eldest daughter of the quasi-emperor family of Shan? Xin Zhuo, you are so fucking stupid. When it comes to women, you should be as stupid as Jiang Yuwei. You dare to mess with anyone. How can those people think so highly of you?"
(End of this chapter)