The disciples' questions were actually treated as wind in their ears by these people. No one seemed to have heard them, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged.
The actions of these powerful men on the Divine Sword List were completely ununderstood by everyone.
What exactly happened?
Why do these senior brothers and sisters on the Divine Sword List act so strangely?
But at this moment, the tightly closed palace gate suddenly opened.
The disciples who were talking stopped talking in an instant and looked at the palace gate in unison.
Then he watched a large number of figures walk out of the gate.
These are all the elders and deacons of the Yijian Heavenly Palace.
Almost all the senior officials of the Heavenly Palace are among them, including Yan Qiuyue who has been in seclusion!!
Seeing this scene, all the disciples' breathing suddenly became tight.
Even Yan Qiuyue, the deputy palace master, has been invited out!
It must be that the sect made a major decision, otherwise it would be impossible for so many senior leaders to gather.
The elders scattered and stood around the palace gate.
Then Feng Buling and Ruyue Zun Swords walked out, and Yan Qiuyue stood aside casually.
Seeing this, the disciples stood up one after another, clasped their fists and shouted: "Greetings to all elders, kowtow to the deputy palace master! kowtow to the palace master!! kowtow to the Supreme Master!!"
The sound is like waves, venting all directions.
Feng Buling nodded slightly and said indifferently: "Don't be too polite, just sit down!"
"Thank you, Lord Palace!"
The voice fell and the disciples sat cross-legged.
The elders also sat on the ground.
The atmosphere in the air is a little solidified, and everyone has a thoughtful look on their faces.
The scene gradually became quiet, and everyone's eyes were all focused on Feng Buling and Ruyue Zun Jian.
It was as quiet as if a needle fell in front of the palace, and a shocking thunder would burst out!
Feng Buling stammered his lower lip and looked at Ruyue Zun Sword.
But when Ruyue Zun Jian closed his eyes, the man took a deep breath and whispered: "Prince Palace Master, say it, it's okay."
"But..." Feng Buling wanted to speak but stopped.
"It's over, we have no choice. If I go down in the future, I will explain to my ancestors and ancestors. All of this is my fault!" Ruyue Zun Jian whispered.
Feng Buling was silent. After a moment, he seemed to have made some decision, raised his head again and shouted in a hoarse voice.
"Listen, now, I will announce something to you!"
The sound rippled around, and everyone's ears couldn't help but stand up.
Feng Buling suddenly stood up, glanced at everyone present, and said, "I announced! From now on, the Yijian Heavenly Palace... is formal! Dismiss! Disband!!!"
The last four words were almost bitten by Feng Buling!
These four words burst out and the scene suddenly solidified.
It seemed as if time had stopped at this moment.
Everyone stared at Feng Buling in a big way, and no one came to his senses.
Formal! Disassembly! Disassembly! Disassembly!
Fake?
Did you hear it wrong?
Or was it said it wrong??
Everyone's heads were covered in paste.
It took a long time.
Wow!
The scene suddenly exploded, and everyone stood up and rushed upwards.
"What's going on?? Disband... Disband?? Disband the sect?"
"Why is this happening? Palace Master!! Why should I disband?! The Supreme Master!! Why should I disband!!!"
"No!! I'm not willing to give up!! I can't disband!! I have been in the sect for nearly a thousand years and cannot disband!! The Idiotic Sword Heavenly Palace cannot disband!!"
Roars, questioning, anger, doubts popped up like raindrops at this moment. No one could sit still at this moment, and they all roared.
The scene was in chaos, and everyone's emotions became particularly excited.
"All quiet!! All quiet!!"
The third elder stood up and shouted.
The crowd was a little quieter.
"Everyone sit down and listen to me!" Feng Buling also shouted.
"Prince, we need an explanation!!"
"Yes, we need an explanation!!"
A disciple shouted with red eyes.
Some female disciples held back their tears and stared at the palace master, looking forward to his reply.
The scene returned to peace, but the calmness seemed extremely depressing.
But when I heard Feng Buling speak again, his tone was particularly depressing.
"I know, everyone is reluctant to let the palace gate be dissolved. In fact, it is not only you, but I am also reluctant to let it go. However, this is a helpless move because... we have no choice!"
Feng Buling sat on the ground and said hoarsely: "According to the latest news from the sect, more than forty sects have formed a so-called purge and conquest alliance to open towards our Yijian Tiangong. They are no longer willing to wait.
They absurdly drafted a false charge to attack us! In fact, you should all know their purpose, but to divide the Heavenly Palace! I discussed it carefully with the Supreme Master and the elders, and we are not opponents, so
...We can only choose to dissolve."
"I didn't even fight, how could I be no match?"
"That's right, how can you say defeat before the battle??"
Someone said angrily.
"We swear to live and die together with the Heavenly Palace!" A disciple immediately stood up and shouted.
"Yes! We live and die together with the Heavenly Palace!!"
"Defend the Heavenly Palace to the death!!"
Many people screamed.
For a moment, the crowd was excited and the scene became noisy again.
"I know you are willing to sacrifice your head and blood for the Heavenly Palace!" Feng Buling made a sound and shouted loudly: "Since the last time he went to Shenzong, the Battle of the Bahuang Dynasty! I already knew that those who could stay were allowed to stay
, those are all people who truly regard the Heavenly Palace as their own family, but at this moment, we no longer have the capital to protect the Heavenly Palace!"
The scene was a little calmer again.
Feng Buling continued.
"The enemies we have to face this time are much stronger than last time! Among them, there are more than ten true saint-level powerful people. Below the true saint, the great saint? The extreme saint? They are simply ants! And
We... except for the deputy palace master, there is no true saint!! We cannot resist at all! If we still insist on staying here, it is just a meaningless sacrifice! It will only stain the Heavenly Palace with blood! It will only lead to complete destruction! The Heavenly Palace will only lead to complete destruction!
No one left!!”
Feng Buling was very excited when he said that, his face turned red.
"We are not afraid!!" Another disciple shouted.
"Yes, at most, you can't be buried here, so why fear it is!!"
Everyone looked as if they were ready to die.
Feng Buling opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat was blocked for some reason and the sound could not be made for a long time.
With these people here, the Heavenly Palace cannot actually die.
"Oh my God, give me a way to live in the Yijian Tiangong!"
An elderly elder knelt on the ground and cried.
Many people were moved by it.
Feng Buling was silent.
All there was sigh and crying at the scene.
Ru Yuezun Jian, who had been silent, looked around, sighed, stood up and said, "Children, I know you are not afraid, and I understand your mood at this moment, but you must know that the way of cultivation is long and long, not
Just keep moving forward bravely and without fear, you can cultivate the great way! Sometimes, retreating as you advance, being able to bend and stretch, is the way to win! You stay here today, just making unnecessary sacrifices. If you are willing to obey our arrangements and disband the Heavenly Palace, come
Who among you can reach the highest realm? You can restore the Heavenly Palace! Rebuild the Heavenly Palace! In this way, the Heavenly Palace will have hope!"
"The Supreme Master..." Many people's eyes were wet.
Ruyue Zun Jian sighed again, and his voice became hoarse: "Actually, I am more reluctant to leave the Heavenly Palace than you. I am the sinner of the Heavenly Palace. I have not been able to protect this place well, but things have developed to this point and are no longer human resources.
Can save it! You can go, the faster you go, the better! Leave here as soon as possible, you are all the hope of the Heavenly Palace. After leaving this, you can find another way out. If you really have the Heavenly Palace and rebuild the Heavenly Palace in the future, you will give it to
I've given it to you!"
"Prince Lord!!!"
Everyone knelt down in unison and cried, and some older disciples of the Heavenly Palace kept kowtowing and burst into tears.
The scene was extremely chaotic and noisy.
Today, perhaps it is really the end of the Heavenly Palace.
"I have already distributed all the materials currently in the Heavenly Palace in the Four Elders. Each of you will have one, enough for you to practice outside or re-enter other sects. All the intensive rules of the Heavenly Palace have been burned. When you leave later,
Take them all! These are the inheritance of the Heavenly Palace! They are the last flames of the Heavenly Palace! I hope they can be in your hands and will not be extinguished."
Ruyue Zun Jian said lightly, and the man raised his hand: "No need to delay, you... pack up and leave quickly..."
"No!!"
"Prince Lord! We won't leave!"
People cried even harder.
There was a lot of sneering on the scene.
Even many elders were secretly wiping their tears at this moment.
"Prince Lord!" At this time, a disciple flew over and shouted panting: "Purge...Purge Alliance has reached Bailipo!!!"
"What??"
“It’s coming so fast!!”
The faces of the elders changed instantly.
Ruyue Zun’s sword also condensed. He suddenly stood up and shouted at everyone: “Hurry, leave quickly!!”
"Palace Lord..."
"Just treat it as the last order I gave to you as the Palace Master of the Yijian Tiangong!! Leave!!!" Ruyue Zun shouted, but his eyes were almost begging.
Countless people were shocked and dared not refute anymore. They shed tears on the spot, and they did not persist anymore. They slowly dissipated with despair and confused hearts.
Every step is reluctance to leave...
"You guys go too." Ruyue Zun Jian closed his eyes, but said to the elders beside him.
"Prince Lord, what about you?"
"I stayed...."
"no!!"
"I am already a useless person! It doesn't matter whether I leave or not. But all elders, what you have is the highest soul skill of this sect, "The Sword of the Spirit"... This thing must not be lost!! So...
Dear elders, please leave quickly!!" Ruyue Zun's sword said hoarsely.
"But..."
"Walk!!"
Ruyue Zun roared with sword.
The elders gritted their teeth one by one, but in the end they still didn't hold on. They shook their sleeves and turned around, and left with heavy steps...
"You go too!" Ruyue Zun's sword said to Yan Qiuyue next to him.
"I can leave at any time, just wait for my husband to come back..."
"Go and tell him and tell him not to come back... because of him, the Heavenly Palace was once brilliant... This is enough." Ruyue Zun Jian said with a wry smile.
Yan Qiuyue stared at her eyes, said nothing, turned around and took a light step, disappearing into the void.
Gradually, the palace master gradually became quiet.
Ruyue Zun Jian looked at the departing crowd, breathed heavily, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The man sat on the ground, took out a fruit from somewhere, crossed his legs and started to bite him again.
Just today's fruit...
Chapter completed!