Chapter 142 One word can determine the life and death of ten thousand monks
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Zi Ling Feng Xue
Not long after, the mist in her eyes evaporated, and she returned to her indifferent and cold appearance. At this time, more than a dozen disciples of Wuyun Sect were walking from a distance.
"Meet the peak master!"
"Meet the peak master!"
"I have seen Master!"
……
Everyone lowered their heads and cupped their hands, but there was a hint of doubt in their eyes.
The peak master would come to Yuxu City every hundred years to wander alone, and would not let anyone follow him, as if he was looking for something, but he never asked his disciples to help him.
Liu Yuan waved her sleeves, her eyes were full of domineering and calm: "Let's go, I would like to see what Wuzong wants to do today."
"Yes, Peak Master!"
"Yes, Master!"
Everyone answered and followed.
It seems that with the passage of time, the little junior sister who would be ashamed to accept 30 yuan of spirit stones can now protect the Wuyun sect from wind and rain.
Behind Tianwuzong stood Canghaizong, and behind Wuyunzong stood Ziyunzong. Over the years, there have been constant frictions on Wuguo's territory.
But the strange thing is that the two sects behind this have never reconciled, and the contradictions between the two sects have accumulated deeper and deeper, and bloodshed has already occurred.
However, Chen Xun still had such things when he was in the Wuyun Sect, but the golden core monk kept the suffering out of the sect.
It's just that the current golden core cultivator has been replaced by Liu Yuan, and each generation of disciples seems to be reincarnated, repeating the past.
……
Outside the talisman shop, the Crane Spirit Tree was still swaying in the wind.
Chen Xun still sat on the chair, not saying a word.
He seemed to have seen a miracle, but also seemed to see nothing.
The big black cow came slowly, with heavy steps. It walked outside the store and gently arched Chen Xun: "Moo?"
It remembered that Chen Xun said back then that we were old monsters and we needed to recognize each other.
"Old cow..."
Chen Xun's eyes were still deep, "There is no need to recognize each other, each of us has a different path, this is already the best result."
"Everyone is a person who has lived for hundreds of years, so what can't be seen through."
He smiled and shook his head, "Should we hug each other and weep with joy, with ups and downs of heart, and then burst into old tears? That's a child's trick."
"Moo..."
"If you don't recognize each other, that is the greatest restraint of the golden core monk."
Chen Xun looked up at the sky, with a faint smile, "Little Junior Sister Liu Yuan has grown up too much."
The big black cow also looked up to the sky, his eyes became dull, and he heard everything they said.
Chen Xun sighed, Liu Yuan has always considered his feelings, and never said anything that had nothing to do with him, even things about herself, she didn't mention a word.
Although she has been covering it up very well, how could he fail to see that Liu Yuan was just pretending to be strong.
"Old Niu, don't be sad, it's a great thing that Junior Sister Liu Yuan is still alive."
Chen Xun slapped the big black bull fiercely, "Is there anything happier than this in the past few hundred years? Come be happy, ha, ha, ha!"
"Let's talk less and celebrate tonight. I will buy you four red electric wolves. I will have soup tonight!"
"Moo~"
The big black cow rubbed against Chen Xun, it is not stupid, it is him who is most sad...
It went back to the backyard silently. The big black cow squatted on the ground, flipped through the merit book, and started to do it alone.
With these merits, Chen Xun said that their friends will be super-spiritual-rooted in their next life, and God and Buddha will bless them.
"Moo~"
The big black cow closed its eyes slightly. Although it is difficult to accumulate these merits, it has no stinginess at all, and it has never cared about merits, so it wiped them all clean with one palm.
outside the store.
One after another, the past kept flashing through my mind. Birth, old age, sickness and death, Yin and Yang were separated, and monks' lifespan was exhausted, but it was the law of nature.
"Isn't this seat already looking away? It's nothing to be uncomfortable..."
Chen Xun muttered to himself, his face became calm again, and no one could see what he was thinking.
After January.
They went to the auction meeting again, but it seemed that luck had changed, Yu Chencao appeared not long after.
But it was just a 500-year-old panacea, not even the year it was used as a medicine. They spent a hundred thousand spirit stones to take it and left quietly.
Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu didn't have any cheers and joys, and there was only peace in their eyes. Under the wash of time, everything they met was just a matter of course.
They still opened that talisman store, but Liu Yuan never came back.
Chen Xun didn't close the door to go back to alchemy, and still only opened it for half a day every day, and sat outside the store holding a book in silence every day.
The century-old grand meeting is still going on, and the arrogances are still rampant in the world, making the monks constantly amazed.
But this year, there are obviously more foreign powers, and the huge boats are constantly docking outside the city, and the momentum is quite strong.
Yuxu City, West City.
In a grand and simple hall, there are thirteen seats on the high platform, and there are no empty seats.
The monstrous aura of the big monks kept circling in the hall, dozens of Jindan big monks under the high platform bowed their heads and cupped their hands, their eyes showed respect and calmness.
However, under the sunlight, these seats are all in the dark, extremely mysterious.
"After hundreds of years of rest and recuperation, the vitality of the immortal cultivation world in our Gan country has recovered."
On the seat, a man spoke calmly, with stars shining between his brows, "We can already start the next step."
A woman smiled in the shadows: "But the various sects have distributed a little more resources in Wuguo, and they have no intention of fighting."
"It's just some short-sighted people, and they are satisfied with just one martial country's resources in the world of cultivating immortals."
An old voice sounded, and an inexplicable smile appeared in the shadows.
"Now the major sects are also starting to have conflicts over the resources of the Wu Kingdom. In the past, we were just suppressing them, but now they all broke out."
"The major sects have naturally succeeded in the past few hundred years, but it is really time to reduce their vigor and the number of monks."
"Yes, at that time, they must not dare to make mistakes, and there will be enough sects to open the way."
"Is it like the battle in the world of cultivating immortals? As expected of the top ten immortal sects, it suits my taste very well."
Another figure appeared from the shadows, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and he showed a meaningful smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, several sharp gazes came directly at him, but the latter remained calm and unmoved.
In the thirteen seats, everyone said one sentence after another. If these words were spread, the entire world of cultivating immortals would be shaken.
The Golden Core cultivators in the audience kept breathing evenly, they all came from strong winds and waves, so they couldn't lose face here.
This is the real ruler in the world of cultivating immortals, who can determine the life and death of millions of monks with one word.
At this time, a look came.
"Ancestor!"
"Ancestor!"
"Ancestor!"
……
There was a lot of cheers from the audience, and the Jindan cultivators bowed their hands, with a drop of cold sweat streaming down their foreheads.
"As long as the order is passed on, as long as it is within the rules, there is no need to meddle in the battles of the various sects."
An indifferent voice sounded, "But the cities of the major cultivators are still not allowed to fight, and the order of the mortal world must not be disordered. Those who exceed the rules will be killed without mercy."
"Follow the order of the ancestors!"
"Follow the order of the ancestors!"
……
The Jindan cultivators in the audience roared loudly, and their words were sonorous and powerful. Those who can be here are the cultivators who can touch the core of power in the world of cultivating immortals.
Naturally, they will not cut their own way, maybe they will have a place in the backstage in the future.
After these Jindan monks took the order, they left the hall immediately and began to arrange various matters.
At this time, the real meeting of those in power has just begun...
"Meet the peak master!"
"Meet the peak master!"
"I have seen Master!"
……
Everyone lowered their heads and cupped their hands, but there was a hint of doubt in their eyes.
The peak master would come to Yuxu City every hundred years to wander alone, and would not let anyone follow him, as if he was looking for something, but he never asked his disciples to help him.
Liu Yuan waved her sleeves, her eyes were full of domineering and calm: "Let's go, I would like to see what Wuzong wants to do today."
"Yes, Peak Master!"
"Yes, Master!"
Everyone answered and followed.
It seems that with the passage of time, the little junior sister who would be ashamed to accept 30 yuan of spirit stones can now protect the Wuyun sect from wind and rain.
Behind Tianwuzong stood Canghaizong, and behind Wuyunzong stood Ziyunzong. Over the years, there have been constant frictions on Wuguo's territory.
But the strange thing is that the two sects behind this have never reconciled, and the contradictions between the two sects have accumulated deeper and deeper, and bloodshed has already occurred.
However, Chen Xun still had such things when he was in the Wuyun Sect, but the golden core monk kept the suffering out of the sect.
It's just that the current golden core cultivator has been replaced by Liu Yuan, and each generation of disciples seems to be reincarnated, repeating the past.
……
Outside the talisman shop, the Crane Spirit Tree was still swaying in the wind.
Chen Xun still sat on the chair, not saying a word.
He seemed to have seen a miracle, but also seemed to see nothing.
The big black cow came slowly, with heavy steps. It walked outside the store and gently arched Chen Xun: "Moo?"
It remembered that Chen Xun said back then that we were old monsters and we needed to recognize each other.
"Old cow..."
Chen Xun's eyes were still deep, "There is no need to recognize each other, each of us has a different path, this is already the best result."
"Everyone is a person who has lived for hundreds of years, so what can't be seen through."
He smiled and shook his head, "Should we hug each other and weep with joy, with ups and downs of heart, and then burst into old tears? That's a child's trick."
"Moo..."
"If you don't recognize each other, that is the greatest restraint of the golden core monk."
Chen Xun looked up at the sky, with a faint smile, "Little Junior Sister Liu Yuan has grown up too much."
The big black cow also looked up to the sky, his eyes became dull, and he heard everything they said.
Chen Xun sighed, Liu Yuan has always considered his feelings, and never said anything that had nothing to do with him, even things about herself, she didn't mention a word.
Although she has been covering it up very well, how could he fail to see that Liu Yuan was just pretending to be strong.
"Old Niu, don't be sad, it's a great thing that Junior Sister Liu Yuan is still alive."
Chen Xun slapped the big black bull fiercely, "Is there anything happier than this in the past few hundred years? Come be happy, ha, ha, ha!"
"Let's talk less and celebrate tonight. I will buy you four red electric wolves. I will have soup tonight!"
"Moo~"
The big black cow rubbed against Chen Xun, it is not stupid, it is him who is most sad...
It went back to the backyard silently. The big black cow squatted on the ground, flipped through the merit book, and started to do it alone.
With these merits, Chen Xun said that their friends will be super-spiritual-rooted in their next life, and God and Buddha will bless them.
"Moo~"
The big black cow closed its eyes slightly. Although it is difficult to accumulate these merits, it has no stinginess at all, and it has never cared about merits, so it wiped them all clean with one palm.
outside the store.
One after another, the past kept flashing through my mind. Birth, old age, sickness and death, Yin and Yang were separated, and monks' lifespan was exhausted, but it was the law of nature.
"Isn't this seat already looking away? It's nothing to be uncomfortable..."
Chen Xun muttered to himself, his face became calm again, and no one could see what he was thinking.
After January.
They went to the auction meeting again, but it seemed that luck had changed, Yu Chencao appeared not long after.
But it was just a 500-year-old panacea, not even the year it was used as a medicine. They spent a hundred thousand spirit stones to take it and left quietly.
Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu didn't have any cheers and joys, and there was only peace in their eyes. Under the wash of time, everything they met was just a matter of course.
They still opened that talisman store, but Liu Yuan never came back.
Chen Xun didn't close the door to go back to alchemy, and still only opened it for half a day every day, and sat outside the store holding a book in silence every day.
The century-old grand meeting is still going on, and the arrogances are still rampant in the world, making the monks constantly amazed.
But this year, there are obviously more foreign powers, and the huge boats are constantly docking outside the city, and the momentum is quite strong.
Yuxu City, West City.
In a grand and simple hall, there are thirteen seats on the high platform, and there are no empty seats.
The monstrous aura of the big monks kept circling in the hall, dozens of Jindan big monks under the high platform bowed their heads and cupped their hands, their eyes showed respect and calmness.
However, under the sunlight, these seats are all in the dark, extremely mysterious.
"After hundreds of years of rest and recuperation, the vitality of the immortal cultivation world in our Gan country has recovered."
On the seat, a man spoke calmly, with stars shining between his brows, "We can already start the next step."
A woman smiled in the shadows: "But the various sects have distributed a little more resources in Wuguo, and they have no intention of fighting."
"It's just some short-sighted people, and they are satisfied with just one martial country's resources in the world of cultivating immortals."
An old voice sounded, and an inexplicable smile appeared in the shadows.
"Now the major sects are also starting to have conflicts over the resources of the Wu Kingdom. In the past, we were just suppressing them, but now they all broke out."
"The major sects have naturally succeeded in the past few hundred years, but it is really time to reduce their vigor and the number of monks."
"Yes, at that time, they must not dare to make mistakes, and there will be enough sects to open the way."
"Is it like the battle in the world of cultivating immortals? As expected of the top ten immortal sects, it suits my taste very well."
Another figure appeared from the shadows, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and he showed a meaningful smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, several sharp gazes came directly at him, but the latter remained calm and unmoved.
In the thirteen seats, everyone said one sentence after another. If these words were spread, the entire world of cultivating immortals would be shaken.
The Golden Core cultivators in the audience kept breathing evenly, they all came from strong winds and waves, so they couldn't lose face here.
This is the real ruler in the world of cultivating immortals, who can determine the life and death of millions of monks with one word.
At this time, a look came.
"Ancestor!"
"Ancestor!"
"Ancestor!"
……
There was a lot of cheers from the audience, and the Jindan cultivators bowed their hands, with a drop of cold sweat streaming down their foreheads.
"As long as the order is passed on, as long as it is within the rules, there is no need to meddle in the battles of the various sects."
An indifferent voice sounded, "But the cities of the major cultivators are still not allowed to fight, and the order of the mortal world must not be disordered. Those who exceed the rules will be killed without mercy."
"Follow the order of the ancestors!"
"Follow the order of the ancestors!"
……
The Jindan cultivators in the audience roared loudly, and their words were sonorous and powerful. Those who can be here are the cultivators who can touch the core of power in the world of cultivating immortals.
Naturally, they will not cut their own way, maybe they will have a place in the backstage in the future.
After these Jindan monks took the order, they left the hall immediately and began to arrange various matters.
At this time, the real meeting of those in power has just begun...
