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615,exit customs(1/2)

"The ancestor is still alive."

Zhou Zheng's middle-aged voice echoed loudly.

The light waved down.

On the long, round table, there sits a stone statue that looks like a clay sculpture. The edges are carved with knives and axes, and most of the face is hidden in the darkness.

Silence returns.

There was no other sound.

If it weren't for the lingering lingering sound, it would seem that no one had spoken just now.

There are differences in height and height, and differences in fatness and thinness.

The only thing that is the same is that everyone is wearing a pair of coral horns.

Maybe the atmosphere was too depressing, and some of the older monks among them said in a deep voice: "The first ten years have passed, and we still have no news about our ancestors. We don't know the inside story of the Battle of Hongshan, or the offensive of the Fire Cloud Sect.

On the contrary, it has weakened and even shrunk the front line."

"The ancestor of the Kunyun Sect cannot come out of seclusion. I have asked several times, but there is no reply." Another Nascent Soul monk sighed. The ancestor is not here, and the Kunyun ancestor is in seclusion. Very few people know the inside story of that battle.

.

"I heard that most of the Nascent Soul monks who participated in the war are silent."

"The son we sent to Hongshan did not receive any useful news. My uncle left first and did not want to enter the Xingyuan ruins to pursue the ancestor. He also did not know the situation of the ancestor at that time."

"The only thing worth celebrating is that the ancestor's life lamp has not been extinguished."

"Things are obviously not good!"

"The men have already turned Hongshan inside and out countless times, and Xingluo has been watching wherever there are signs, but there is still no news, no news, not even a shadow."

"Is it possible that we thought wrong."

One of them, a slightly younger Nascent Soul monk, seemed to be jumping out of frame. It turned out to be a remote jade talisman projection, not a real person. He came to this long square table: "What if the ancestor is controlled by someone?"

."

As soon as this statement came out, there was some discussion that started to come to an abrupt end.

"How...how is this possible?"

"With the ancestor's temperament and strength, no one can trap him, not even the ancestors of the Kunyun Sect and Tianpeng Sect. I prefer that the ancestor is seriously injured and lost in the ruins of the Xingyuan, unable to return."

"If you ask me, it would be better to find the nine people from back then to understand the situation at that time."

"No!"

"Once we show such an appearance, the two sects will inevitably see the truth as false. Since the two sects also know very little about our ancestors, do we have to take the initiative to show signs that our ancestors have disappeared and have not returned to the East China Sea? Wouldn't we be secluded from others?

!”

"Sects like the Lu Huang Sect were immediately rounded up by their neighbors as soon as their ancestors ascended to heaven. Regardless of how strong our Jiaolong Clan is, without our ancestors we would have fallen out of the ranks of the top forces in the Star Luo."

"What should we do?"

"Could it be that the monks from Hongshan will tell us what happened back then? Looking for the monks from the Fire Cloud Sect is not as reliable as looking for the nine people back then. Just check the monks who entered the ruins of Xingyuan and ask them if they have seen the ancestor. That's it.

We can tell something through clues.”

"Since we can't come out in the open, why not..."

"secretly?"

"This offended not just one or two people."

"It's about our ancestors!"

Whether it's hidden in the darkness or projected by a jade talisman.

There was silence for a moment.

The Nascent Soul cultivator is a big deal, and they cannot control it as much as they want. Even if the other party is only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, there is a huge network of relationships behind every Nascent Soul cultivator.

If the Jiaolong Clan is discovered doing this, they will face a disaster.

a long time.

"well."

I don’t know which elder of the Dragon Clan sighed: "We are so protected by the ancestors. The ancestors are looking for us, but we can’t put all our energy on this matter. We also have to improve the cultivation of our sons and build fortifications."

, build giant ships.”

"Life has to go on."

"What should we do?"

"You should still ask if you should. It would be best if Ancestor Kunyun comes out of seclusion so that we can know the whereabouts of our ancestor."

"This matter still needs to be considered in the long term."

The Elders Council of the Jiaolong Clan split into several opinions, and eventually they had to compromise with each other. There was no way to come up with a perfect solution for such a big matter.



Taiyi Sect.

Danfeng.

In the main seat of the Ghost King Hall, a tall figure was sitting. He was looking at the scroll in his hand. His lavender pupils flashed with light from time to time. He threw the scroll on the table and vowed: "Old Devil."

There must be something wrong!"

This is what the devil has concluded through years of observation.

Even if he didn't die, I'm afraid it would be the same as death.

Taiyi pretended to be very similar, but he still couldn't deceive it. The imprint of spiritual consciousness in Senbai's circle was still there, but it looked a little dim and no longer as unbreakable as before. The devil had the courage to pry through the circle, and the spiritual consciousness was still there.

The branding is unresponsive.

The only worry is that Taiyi knows the spell to activate Senbai's circle.

I remember that day Taiyi returned to the sect.

That shouldn't be called returning but escaping.

The first reaction when he couldn't detect Tushanjun's aura was to run away, but when he met Taiyi's calm and cold eyes, the devil was still frightened. He didn't know what he was afraid of, but he secretly felt that if he

If you dare to take any action, you will pay a heavy price.

In fact, the devil's sixth sense is very correct.

At that time, Taiyi was full of anger and impatience to fight for his freedom, as well as the huge pressure that the soul flag did not respond to. He was like a powder keg. Once the devil made a move, he would let the devil know his power immediately.

We must not let the devil leave with Tushanjun's secret, and ask the devil to die if necessary. The devil will run away anyway, so he will not only lose a Nascent Soul cultivator but also expose the secret, so it is better to stop the loss in time.

But now, Taiyi Zhenjun went to attend the weapon alliance's summit to discuss the market share of weapon refining.

If Taiyi is not in the sect, then he is naturally the 'boss' of the sect. Let alone running away, even mobilizing Taiyi sect is justifiable.

"finally."

"Finally let me wait for this opportunity!" The devil stood up from the main seat, took two quick steps and stood in the hall of the palace. He suddenly turned around and pointed at the empty high seat and said sternly: "Old devil, how can you stop me?!"

The spiritual machine exploded with a bang, and the magic flame seemed to turn into a big hand to cover it.

"Boom."

A giant weapon landed in the empty courtyard of Danfeng.

The demon in the hall slowly turned around and looked at the approaching figure.

"By order of the leader, please ask the Supreme Elder to take charge of the sect." An old voice came. The armored puppet stood on the patio and looked into the hall. The Lingbao heavy sword was placed on the ground with a clang and stood upright beside him.

The devil sneered and said: "You are not qualified yet."

The old man's puppet did not refute, but the inner alchemy furnace was running, he made his fingerprints, and recited the true secret: "I can't stop the Supreme Elder, and the Supreme Elder can't leave the sect."

As he spoke, he pointed at the white circle around the demon's neck.

The devil's eyes immediately darkened: "Do you know the secret formula to activate it?"

Rolling his eyes, the devil said with a smile: "Without the old devil himself activating the ancient treasure, even if you know the formula, you can't kill me immediately, but I can defeat your inner alchemy furnace."

"Elder, you can try it yourself."

The Danfeng Hall was tense, but a man stepped in and said in shock: "Two Supreme Elders, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged man who walked in was none other than Zhou Xinglie.

After not seeing each other for twelve years, he has become more mature, has grown sideburns, and has finally reached the false elixir level. This time he returns to the mountain gate to see if the master has come out of seclusion.

Unexpectedly, when I walked into the Danfeng Hall, I saw the tense confrontation between the two Supreme Elders.

The devil wrapped in black robe looks tall. If someone who is not familiar with him suddenly takes a quick look, he will think that the devil is the black-robed Supreme Elder of Taiyi Sect. This is because the two of them are so similar. This kind of resemblance

It's like it's intentionally controlled.

It would be better to say that the devil is actually imitating Tu Shanjun intentionally or unintentionally, whether it is his body shape, clothing, or the aura of cleverness on his body, as well as his very similar temperament.
To be continued...
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