Chapter 482 The Crisis of Jinhong Sect (Part 2)

"Sir, are you talking about... the one who got the other four square sky gold-tone bricks that returned to Yuyang?"

The old man with white beard asked in a trembling voice.

"It's him," the man in the golden robe sighed heavily: "This sect summons you to come this time to make a decision."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the field was silent, and more people simply lowered their heads and said nothing.

The head of Jin Hong glanced at everyone: "There are only two roads in front of us at present. The first road is to join the camp of the Demon Yang Sect and obtain its protection. The second road is to take the initiative to offer the treasure of the golden brick to Yang Fan."

"The head of the sect, Fang Tian Jinming Brick, is a treasure that has been passed down for a long time in our sect, and it is also a symbol of our sect. This thing must not fall into the hands of outsiders."

The old man with white beard stood up tremblingly, his eyes were filled with earnestness, begging.

"So, your idea is to join the camp of the Demon Yang Sect?" Master Jin Hong laughed at himself: "If you join the Demon Yang Sect, the winner is the Sanyou Old Demon, that's fine, but when the Sanyou Old Demon takes away Yang Fan and gets four of the Golden Singing Bricks, there will be no big enemy in Yuyang, and you may not greedily peep at the remaining four pieces of our sect. You must know that the magic weapon composed of eight Golden Singing Bricks is stronger than ordinary ancient treasures."

The old man with white beard was suffocated.

"If Yang Fan makes a surprise victory and we surrender to the Demon Yang Sect, he will deal with the Three You Old Demons and will definitely eradicate us together."

Chief Jin Hong sighed: "Now we are walking on thin ice. If we take a wrong step, we will step into the abyss and will never be restored."

At the bottom of the hall, there was a dead silence, and then someone finally spoke.

"Master, I wonder what you think?" asked a female cultivator of Jindan below.

A glimmer of light flashed in the head of Jin Hong's eyes: "Of course, whoever is strong will join. This is the biggest crisis that our sect has encountered in the past century, and it may even encounter a family-killing crisis. Therefore, this sect has never considered whether it can save the Jinming Brick and let my sect survive this crisis. The most important thing is to do."

When everyone heard this, they nodded repeatedly and expressed their agreement.

The old man with white beard before wanted to stop talking, but sighed, his eyes dimmed, and he didn't say anything more.

Compared with the entire sect that has been passed down for thousands of years and the life and death of thousands of disciples, a magic weapon to control the mountain seems insignificant.

"So I dare to ask the leader, who is stronger, Sanyou Old Demon or Yang Fan?"

A foundation-building monk asked.

Whoever is strong will join whoever is stronger. Of course, we must first judge which one is stronger.

"What do you think?" Master Jin Hong looked at everyone with a smile.

"Of course it is the Sanyou Old Demon. He has stood tall in Yuyang Kingdom for hundreds of years and has never fallen. Now he is unmatched. Yang Fan is probably not his opponent."

The monks below started to talk.

Most monks believe that relying on the Sanyou Old Demon is the right choice.

The Three Evil Old Demons are the veritable number one person in Yuyang Country, in terms of cultivation, foundation, and reputation.

There is no doubt about this.

"I don't agree so." Master Jin Hong smiled slightly.

"Does the leader think that this newly rising demonic rookie will be even more terrifying than the Sanyou Old Demon?"

Everyone was surprised.

"Maybe Yang Fan has a slightly different gap with the Sanyou Old Demon at present, but it will definitely not be very big. Otherwise, a few days ago, Yang Fan used thunder to destroy the Ghost Illusion Sect, so why didn't Sanyou Old Demon react? There were even rumors that Shi Qianhan, another identity of Yang Fan, had privately competed with the Sanyou Old Demon."

"Since the strengths of the two are not very different, then this sect is optimistic about Yang Fan because this person has huge potential."

Master Jin Hong took a deep breath, "The legendary origin of Yang Fan is collected by this sect in a relatively complete way."

"At the age of eighteen, he spent all his skills overnight, and within three years he practiced from a useless man to the advanced level of the Golden Pill."

"It only took three years to step into the Golden Pill..." The glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the head of Jin Hong.

Everyone also took a breath of air conditioning.

"Then, when he disappeared for thirty years and returned to Yuyang, he was promoted to the advanced level of the Nascent Soul. Who can compare with this potential qualification?"

The eyes of the leader Jin Hong swept across everyone coldly.

The monks below were guilty, but they also refuted unreasonably.

Promoted to the Golden Pill in three years and the Nascent Soul in thirty years. What if it takes another three hundred years?

No one can predict...

"And, at the time of the Nine Netherworld Secret Realm, Zhuo Jing, who was killed with his foundation-building stage cultivation, stood out from many elites. This shows that he has the ability to win unexpectedly and defeat the strong with weak."

"Recalling Yang Fan's life story, it is like a legend, and it even makes people think deeply. He seems to not belong to our era: spiritual energy is getting thinner and there is a lack of treasures in heaven and earth. Because such a miracle rise only happened in ancient times."

The head of Jin Hong was deeply moved.

In the entire hall, the monks looked shocked and fell into deep thought.

Even if they were given ten thousand imaginations, it was hard to guess that Yang Fan, who owned the Xianhong space, basically overcome the *** brought by the cultivation progress due to the thin spiritual energy and the heavenly treasures.

What is most needed to practice the Immortal Hong Jue is to deduce insight and creativity, which is less affected by spiritual energy.

At the same time, Xianhong Space can plant natural and earth treasures in batches, and even ore.

Behind every miracle, there is an unknown secret.

"Report to the head of the sect—"

"There are monks outside asking for advice and claiming to be from Xianhong Medical Center."

Just then, an urgent voice came from outside.

"From Xianhong Medical Center?" Everyone was surprised.

As for Xianhong Medical Center, the owner behind it, everyone in Yuyang Cultivation World knows it.

"Did Yang Fan come to the door in person?"

The old man with white hair trembled.

The head of Jin Hong quickly expanded his spiritual sense and soon discovered a broken-armed boy outside the sect with a cold and resolute expression.

The young man with broken arms was not very old and had a full cultivation level, but he reached the Golden Pill stage.

"This person is probably Yang Fan's disciple, please invite him in."

Master Jin Hong pondered.

After a while, the broken-armed boy walked into the hall where the senior officials of the Jinhong Sect gathered.

Under the eyes of so many strong men, the broken-armed boy was calm and composed: "In Xia Cangyun, representing his master, come to visit your sect."

"Fellow Daoist Cang, please sit down."

The head of Jin Hong said with a smile.

Seats have been prepared in the main hall.

Everyone in the Jinhong Sect was very polite and cautious in their words, for fear of offending the young man in front of them.

The cultivation level of the early stage of the Jindan is nothing to a first-class sect like the Jinhong Sect.

But the background behind the boy was enough to make the entire Jin Hongmen tremble.

"I don't beat around the bush. There are two things I have to come to Guizong this time."

"Speaking."

"The first thing I did is to trade the four golden bricks of your sect for Master."

Cangyun's faint saying.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone on the field looked at each other and felt a sigh of relief.

I came to the door directly, it sounds nice, it is a transaction, but it is a forced robbery.

"Can we give a deadline? Let's consider it?"

Master Jin Hong said with a smile.

Cang Yun shook his head: "There is only one opportunity to trade. If your sect doesn't agree, I will leave immediately."

What he said was light, but it made everyone on the court shudder.

The implication is very obvious. I only give you one chance, and I don’t consider the time.

If you don't agree, you will imagine the consequences yourself...

The face of the leader Jin Hong's face was a little stiff, his breath was a little rapid, and a powerful aura that he wanted to suppress the entire hall was released from his body.

It can be imagined that the leader of this sect was already angry.

As a great Jindan monk and Cang Yun, who had just entered the Jindan stage, probably didn't have much power to resist in front of him.

"Has Yang Yaoshi sent you here and never considered your safety?"

Master Jin Hong suppressed his anger.

"Since I dare to come, I am naturally not afraid of life and death. Besides, before leaving, Master told me that there will be no danger in this trip. After finishing this matter, I will go to Kyoto and rebuild the Xianhong Medical Center."

Cang Yun said with a smile.

"Looking for death!! You, a small golden elixir, dare to be arrogant and arrogant in front of our sect hall."
To be continued...