Chapter 708 Comparisons and concerns about gains and losses among the sect leaders
“This time, the secret realms of Daluo and Dayan will be opened at the same time, including disciples of large and small sects and casual warriors tens of thousands of miles away in all directions. Not only Only limited to our eighteen sects and evil sects!”
“The so-called good and evil! This matter is really puzzling. "
"In fact, it is not difficult to understand. After all, Da Luo and Dayan both belong to the Middle Ages. They were not born for six thousand years. The time is too far away. Everyone present is confused. If you haven’t seen it, who can tell clearly what happened back then?”
Xuantian Sword Sect.
The sky is as green as a wash, the clouds and mist are gentle between the peaks, and spiritual herbs and rare treasures are everywhere, especially Xuantian Peak. The other seventeen sect leaders, masters and elders from all sides are waiting for the results of the secret realm. There are many guests, and the sects are waiting to be highlighted. The way of guest and the face of the sect, the disciples must have neat robes, the supplies must be complete, the spiritual treasures must be in full bloom, and even the spiritual beasts must be more lively than before.
In the Xuantian Hall, dozens of masters including the heads of various sects sat cross-legged, drinking tea and chatting in a relaxed and carefree tone. However, if you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find the anxiety and worry looming on everyone's faces.
Nine days!
Except for Jiang Yuwei, Li Sijuan and other Xuantian Sword Sect disciples and a few disciples from each sect who returned a few days ago and described some things in the secret realm and gave everyone some information, most of the disciples There is still no news at all, and there is no way to know what the subsequent test in the secret realm will be like.
This time the secret realm is probably using the great formation of heaven and earth and the method of transformation to take the initiative to "capture" all the elite disciples from the Yinxu realm to the Lingtai realm. Frankly speaking, the backbone and genius disciples of the Eighteen Sects and hope for the future were all "captured". Once the losses were too great, regardless of what form Da Luo would return in, the Eighteen Sects would instantly become a third-rate small sect.
Just imagine, there are only a group of old guys left in the entire sect with a group of disciples of Earth Immortal and below. What is it like?
Especially because the world outside has changed tremendously, masters are emerging in endlessly these days. Masters of Hunyuanxu, Tianrenwusei, Yuanji have come in different forms, and even a few quasi-sages have appeared.
It is said that there are saints who come to the world and emperors who sit in the medieval and ancient holy places!
Although it is just gossip coming from the outside, it is difficult to tell whether it is true or false, but it is enough to make people feel anxious.
Now the whole world is constantly changing. There are many martial arts masters, but the future of the sect is worrying. Most of the disciples have no news...
"It is said that the Bauhinia Holy Land, Taichong Holy Land, Baixiao Tower, Huangquan Sect and other forces recorded in the medieval and ancient secret scriptures have appeared..."
Li Wuxie, the leader of Lingyun Sect, stroked his beard in boredom and suddenly said : "Lingtai Realm and Hunyuanxu Realm are no longer valuable. Da Luo cannot come out, and the Eighteen Sects are no longer the top forces. The world is really like a chess piece. A situation that has never happened in thousands of years.”
“I’m afraid there will be constant disputes!”
The leader of the Haotian Sect, Shen Wumen, has no beard at all. The fair-skinned middle-aged scholar smiled and said: "However, I feel that danger must coexist with opportunity!"
"Oh?"
Yun Hua, the leader of the Hehuan Holy Sect, had a pair of red phoenix eyes embroidered with eyeshadow and a cherry lip painted in red, which made him look a little feminine. He held a strand of hair by his ear and said, "I would like to hear the details!"
Shen Wumen He didn't want to see this person and looked uncomfortable, but he still said: "You might as well change your mind. On this day when the Five Declines of Heaven and Man, Yuanji, Saint, and Emperor are coming, the changes in the world will be so great that it makes people feel frightened, but correspondingly Ancient, medieval, and ancient treasures, secret techniques, and magical powers of martial arts will also emerge one after another. This is what heaven and earth should do. If there is a person chosen by heaven and his fortune is prosperous, he will become famous and his martial arts will rise by leaps and bounds within a hundred years. Enter, transcend the ordinary and become a saint.”
“This is reasonable!”
The Lord of the Sea of Clouds, Xuanyuan Linghai, the Abbot of Leiyin Temple, Master Xumi, and others all nodded in agreement.
Yun Hua said solemnly: "But the premise is that our own disciples must come back, otherwise we will rely on a group of old guys to go out and make a living? I am afraid that the sect that has been here for thousands of years will break up. What future is there? ?”
Shen Wumen looked ugly and said angrily: "Who is not in a hurry? Are you, Sect Master Yun, worried? Isn't this just idle chatter?"
Yun Hua snorted: "This Sect Master said it wrong ?”
“Everyone is right!”
On the main seat, Daozhen, who had been silent all the time, said: “According to the inheritance of Daluo Secret Realm, the ninth one is the ultimate. On the 9th, I am afraid that the dust will settle, and news will come out from the secret realm."
All the sect leaders and elders looked at each other, and they became more energetic. Li Wuxie, the sect leader of Lingyun Sect, said: "Brother Dao said. That’s right, this inheritance tests talent, understanding and state of mind. My disciples Wu Yingyue and Zhang Jiuying are outstanding and agile, so they may come out on top!”
Shen Wumen smiled and said: "Wu Wu is the second. I want to compete with Sect Master Li. My Haotian Sect disciples Chen Changsheng and Xie Wujiang are both first-rate geniuses. Their talents are no worse than those of your Guizong disciples. In terms of ability, , The means are all first-class, I’m afraid there is no need to give in too much!”
Zhu Xian’s great master advocated Baguio and chuckled: “One of my disciples is enough!”
“The same goes for my disciple Ximen Chuiyu!” Confucianism, who had been silent all this time, Laoqiu, the master of Xiange Pavilion, stroked his beard and said.
Not wanting to be left behind, all the sect leaders expressed their attitudes one after another. Even the sect leaders of the Lower Nine Sects also chimed in with a few words.
This martial arts sect has never disdained the idea that its disciples have poor qualifications. You can refer to Liu Qingfeng. After saying that, all the sect leaders looked at Daozhen and asked: "I wonder what the sect leaders think?"
Daozhen’s mean face was full of a kind smile, and he said: "My disciple Bai Zong, Ye Liang, Shen Huansha and others will never succumb to others."
Everyone looked at each other and smiled.
Liu Qingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged at the head of Daozhen, glanced at everyone and said: "My disciple Xin Zhuo alone is enough to tyrannize all of your disciples!"
His words have no other meaning. , I simply can’t stand the faces of all the sect leaders. Why is it that no one mentions my disciple Xin Zhuo’s kindness to the Eighteen Sects?
There was silence in the hall.
After a while, Yun Hua smiled softly and said: "Elder Liu is confident, but you should know that what the noble sect Jiang Yuwei, Li Sijuan and other juniors said when they returned, the secret realm talks about talent. "Those with outstanding talents are the best to enter the country. What kind of talent does Xin Zhuo have?"
In the face of many things, everyone will suffer a big loss.
“This is true!”
"We don't mean to look down on Little Friend Xin, but considering his talent, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for Little Friend Xin!"
All the sect leaders looked at each other and smiled.
Liu Qingfeng waved his sleeves and said coldly: "Just watch!"
Shen Wumen said sarcastically: "It doesn't matter if you just watch eight times. Brother Liu is really possessed by a demon. "Shocked!"
As soon as he finished speaking, eighty or ninety figures suddenly appeared strangely outside the door, all of them covered in bruises and with sluggish breaths.
It was Nangong Wentian, Zhang Jiuying, He Lianyou, Baihua Fengyun, Su Liuli and other disciples of various sects.
All the sect leaders had already experienced this scene when Jiang Yuwei and others returned, and without hesitation, they all arrived outside the palace in a flash.
Looking around, a group of elders were about to ask questions when they discovered that Wu Yingyue, Chen Changsheng, Xiao Luban and Ku Du were a step too late and appeared as if they were seriously injured and dying. Seeing that they had returned, they fell to the ground and fainted. It's so tragic and worrying.
In front of the entire hall, the elders of various sects, masters from all sides, and a group of juniors who had returned from the forbidden area looked at each other, speechless for a short time.
Because there were thousands of people when they left, and there were only such a pitiful handful of people when they returned. The former didn’t know where to start from, while the latter experienced countless life and death and being massacred, and still had lingering fears and was too lazy to speak.
After a while, Daozhen stroked his beard and nodded to comfort him: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back!"
The words changed: "Where are the others?"
Nangong Wentian and a group of disciples, Gritting his teeth and clasping his fists, he said: "Except for the disciples and others, everyone else will die!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the group of sect leaders turned pale and their bodies swayed a few times.
Death?
Are the casualties so heavy?
Zhu Xianzongzong advocated Baguio and asked anxiously: "Where is my disciple flying here?"
No one spoke.
Zhang Biyao said angrily: "I'm asking questions!"
Zhang Jiuying had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Dead!"
(End of this chapter)