Chapter 367 In order to become stronger
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Mu Xiao San Sheng
Everyone couldn't refute Dugu Changkong's words, they were speechless.
Yes!
With Dugu Changkong's ability, if he really wants to be determined to seize resources or kill people, there will be no peaceful days in the major holy places.
"I am willing to drink this cup of tea for the Lord."
A core elder of Penglai Mountain Villa stepped forward and expressed his attitude.
The Holy Lord symbolizes the face and dignity of a power, and should not be trapped on the mountain of listening.
"You are not qualified."
A mere elder in the late Mahayana period could not catch Dugu Changkong's eyes at all.
The elder blushed, angry and helpless.In the eyes of the world, he is a Mahayana monk, lofty and untouchable.But in the eyes of an existence like Dugu Changkong, it's not worth mentioning.
"I have admired Fellow Daoist Dugu many years ago, and I have never had the opportunity to make tea and discuss the Tao. Taking this opportunity today, the old man would like to ask for a cup of tea, I wonder if it is possible?"
At this moment, a hoarse sound came from a distance.Not long after, an old man dressed in commoner clothes appeared, with white hair, yellow skin, wrinkled face, very old.
"Uncle Master."
Holy Master Penglai quickly saluted.
"Ancestor."
The elders were startled, bowed and said.
The person who came was a Taishang Patriarch of Penglai Mountain Villa, with a very high status.
"can."
Dugu Changkong pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Seeing that Penglai Villa didn't intend to renege on the debt and was willing to handle the matter well, Dugu Changkong could give in.After all, you can be strong, but you can't push others to a dead end.
"Thank you."
The Penglai Patriarch cupped his fists and said.
Afterwards, the ancestor of Penglai set foot on Tingdao Mountain without hesitation.
Under the gaze of everyone, the ancestor of Penglai walked on the ground at first, but then his pace became slower and slower.Half an hour later, the Penglai Patriarch was trapped in a certain location on Tingdao Mountain, and dozens of ancient Dao patterns appeared on his body.
Seeing this scene, everyone's heart trembled.
People in the world don't understand what kind of power the Hearing Dao Mountain has, which can trap the mighty power that is as powerful as the sky.
"It turns out...it's such a force of will."
A certain position on the mountain, the ancestor of Penglai experienced it for himself and understood everything.
He didn't resist the law power of Ting Dao Mountain, his consciousness went to a mysterious space, and he saw the real scene of Moyuan and everything Qingzong had done for countless years.
Moyuan's seal is about to be completely broken, and it is impossible to rely on a Qingzong in the future.
Dugu Changkong not only wanted to regain face for the sect, but also changed the minds of some people, making them truly realize the horror of Mo Yuan.
30 years ago, the various sects of Dizhou signed an agreement together, and those sages were willing to die.It is precisely because they have seen the horror of Moyuan and know how serious the consequences are.
In today's world, although there are records of Mo Yuan in various sects, they have never experienced it personally.
In the eyes of many people, the declining Qingzong can keep Moyuan, it is definitely not a major event that will destroy the world, so there is no need to worry too much.
Therefore, some holy places even moved to uproot Qingzong, and they would have the opportunity to re-sign the contract in the future to suppress Moyuan together.
As everyone knows, the reason why Qingzong's sages can guard Moyuan is because of the way of inheritance and the great sealing formation.Once the formation is broken, even if a group of Shenqiao masters make a move, it is impossible to seal the Moyuan again.
After 30 years, Moyuan's power is much stronger than it was back then.
In addition, the powerhouses of today's era are far inferior to those of the past.
"The road ahead is difficult, and that's all I can do."
Dugu Changkong shifted his gaze to Chen Qingyuan, and the future can only be handed over to the next generation.He definitely can't see what the future holds.
The monks in the Holy Land of Penglai had a heavy face and lost all embarrassment.
"Walk."
The Holy Lord of Penglai led a group of elders and retreated to the chariot.Originally, he planned to turn against Qingzong directly, so he left.
However, the Penglai patriarch saw far away and went up the mountain voluntarily, it doesn't matter if he loses face.
The talent displayed by Chen Qingyuan is too terrifying, if it is not obliterated, the Qingzong will surely return to prosperity in the future, and even rise to a higher level.In such a situation, the ancestor of Penglai dare not gamble.
It's just embarrassment, no big deal.If the Holy Land of Penglai fell into the crisis of exterminating the clan, it would be truly regrettable.
"Everyone, how to choose?"
Dugu Changkong's voice came leisurely.
The other senior sects were all silent.
Originally thought that Chen Qingyuan's foundation had been sealed, and his peers could easily defeat him, but the result was unexpected.
Let the younger generation fight Chen Qingyuan, there is not much chance of winning.
If you don't fight and don't want to climb the mountain, there is only one way to go.
Completely broke up with Qingzong, and if he wanted to resolve the grievances in the future, there would be casualties.
"I want to try."
Suddenly, a young man broke the dull atmosphere.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a young man in a green shirt holding a three-foot sword in his hand.
"What are you doing, back down."
The Holy Master of the Dongli Sword Sect scolded.
"Master, this disciple wants to fight Chen Qingyuan."
The visitor is Dongli Jianzi, whose name is Jiang Xun.
The top evildoer in Dizhou, who has participated in the Feast of Hundred Meridians, is very powerful.
"You are not much different from Su Xingyun in strength, and you are not Chen Qingyuan's opponent."
The sword master secretly transmitted the sound.
"The disciple knows, but if a sword cultivator is afraid of a strong enemy, how can he have a clear heart."
During the Baimai feast, Jiang Xun found the ancestor's sword, but unfortunately he was unable to bring it back.He reported this matter to the senior management of the Holy Land, which attracted great attention.
It's a pity that the Dongli Sword Sect tried all kinds of methods, but they couldn't get the precious sword of their ancestors, so they had to give up.
"Knowing that you will lose and still fighting, why bother?"
Dongli Sword Master sighed softly, and said via voice transmission.
"To get stronger."
Jiang Xun did not use the secret technique to transmit sound, but spoke bluntly so that everyone could hear clearly.
"This is not a duel, but a matter of karma between our sect and Qingzong. You are defeated, and the Dongli Sword Sect must make a choice without delay."
Until now, the top leaders of the Dongli Sword Sect still haven't reached a conclusion.
Some people think that it's okay to turn against Qingzong. Anyway, Dugu Changkong doesn't have many years to live, so just drag it on.Some people think that Qingzong is worthy of respect for sticking to the belief of guarding Moyuan, and should not be bullied again.
In short, most of the forces want to procrastinate, and it is difficult to make a decision in a short time.When Dugu Changkong died of old age, everything would be easy to handle.
"Master, your ancestors did something wrong, so are you going to make the same mistakes again and again?"
As a swordsman, Jiang Xun can participate in high-level discussions.When he heard the ruthless remarks of some elders, he was very annoyed, so he mustered up the courage to come here, preferring to be punished, but also to speak out what was in his heart.
"presumptuous!"
In front of the heroes of the world, Sword Master Dongli was so questioned by his disciples that he lost face, his face turned ashen, and he yelled loudly.
Yes!
With Dugu Changkong's ability, if he really wants to be determined to seize resources or kill people, there will be no peaceful days in the major holy places.
"I am willing to drink this cup of tea for the Lord."
A core elder of Penglai Mountain Villa stepped forward and expressed his attitude.
The Holy Lord symbolizes the face and dignity of a power, and should not be trapped on the mountain of listening.
"You are not qualified."
A mere elder in the late Mahayana period could not catch Dugu Changkong's eyes at all.
The elder blushed, angry and helpless.In the eyes of the world, he is a Mahayana monk, lofty and untouchable.But in the eyes of an existence like Dugu Changkong, it's not worth mentioning.
"I have admired Fellow Daoist Dugu many years ago, and I have never had the opportunity to make tea and discuss the Tao. Taking this opportunity today, the old man would like to ask for a cup of tea, I wonder if it is possible?"
At this moment, a hoarse sound came from a distance.Not long after, an old man dressed in commoner clothes appeared, with white hair, yellow skin, wrinkled face, very old.
"Uncle Master."
Holy Master Penglai quickly saluted.
"Ancestor."
The elders were startled, bowed and said.
The person who came was a Taishang Patriarch of Penglai Mountain Villa, with a very high status.
"can."
Dugu Changkong pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Seeing that Penglai Villa didn't intend to renege on the debt and was willing to handle the matter well, Dugu Changkong could give in.After all, you can be strong, but you can't push others to a dead end.
"Thank you."
The Penglai Patriarch cupped his fists and said.
Afterwards, the ancestor of Penglai set foot on Tingdao Mountain without hesitation.
Under the gaze of everyone, the ancestor of Penglai walked on the ground at first, but then his pace became slower and slower.Half an hour later, the Penglai Patriarch was trapped in a certain location on Tingdao Mountain, and dozens of ancient Dao patterns appeared on his body.
Seeing this scene, everyone's heart trembled.
People in the world don't understand what kind of power the Hearing Dao Mountain has, which can trap the mighty power that is as powerful as the sky.
"It turns out...it's such a force of will."
A certain position on the mountain, the ancestor of Penglai experienced it for himself and understood everything.
He didn't resist the law power of Ting Dao Mountain, his consciousness went to a mysterious space, and he saw the real scene of Moyuan and everything Qingzong had done for countless years.
Moyuan's seal is about to be completely broken, and it is impossible to rely on a Qingzong in the future.
Dugu Changkong not only wanted to regain face for the sect, but also changed the minds of some people, making them truly realize the horror of Mo Yuan.
30 years ago, the various sects of Dizhou signed an agreement together, and those sages were willing to die.It is precisely because they have seen the horror of Moyuan and know how serious the consequences are.
In today's world, although there are records of Mo Yuan in various sects, they have never experienced it personally.
In the eyes of many people, the declining Qingzong can keep Moyuan, it is definitely not a major event that will destroy the world, so there is no need to worry too much.
Therefore, some holy places even moved to uproot Qingzong, and they would have the opportunity to re-sign the contract in the future to suppress Moyuan together.
As everyone knows, the reason why Qingzong's sages can guard Moyuan is because of the way of inheritance and the great sealing formation.Once the formation is broken, even if a group of Shenqiao masters make a move, it is impossible to seal the Moyuan again.
After 30 years, Moyuan's power is much stronger than it was back then.
In addition, the powerhouses of today's era are far inferior to those of the past.
"The road ahead is difficult, and that's all I can do."
Dugu Changkong shifted his gaze to Chen Qingyuan, and the future can only be handed over to the next generation.He definitely can't see what the future holds.
The monks in the Holy Land of Penglai had a heavy face and lost all embarrassment.
"Walk."
The Holy Lord of Penglai led a group of elders and retreated to the chariot.Originally, he planned to turn against Qingzong directly, so he left.
However, the Penglai patriarch saw far away and went up the mountain voluntarily, it doesn't matter if he loses face.
The talent displayed by Chen Qingyuan is too terrifying, if it is not obliterated, the Qingzong will surely return to prosperity in the future, and even rise to a higher level.In such a situation, the ancestor of Penglai dare not gamble.
It's just embarrassment, no big deal.If the Holy Land of Penglai fell into the crisis of exterminating the clan, it would be truly regrettable.
"Everyone, how to choose?"
Dugu Changkong's voice came leisurely.
The other senior sects were all silent.
Originally thought that Chen Qingyuan's foundation had been sealed, and his peers could easily defeat him, but the result was unexpected.
Let the younger generation fight Chen Qingyuan, there is not much chance of winning.
If you don't fight and don't want to climb the mountain, there is only one way to go.
Completely broke up with Qingzong, and if he wanted to resolve the grievances in the future, there would be casualties.
"I want to try."
Suddenly, a young man broke the dull atmosphere.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a young man in a green shirt holding a three-foot sword in his hand.
"What are you doing, back down."
The Holy Master of the Dongli Sword Sect scolded.
"Master, this disciple wants to fight Chen Qingyuan."
The visitor is Dongli Jianzi, whose name is Jiang Xun.
The top evildoer in Dizhou, who has participated in the Feast of Hundred Meridians, is very powerful.
"You are not much different from Su Xingyun in strength, and you are not Chen Qingyuan's opponent."
The sword master secretly transmitted the sound.
"The disciple knows, but if a sword cultivator is afraid of a strong enemy, how can he have a clear heart."
During the Baimai feast, Jiang Xun found the ancestor's sword, but unfortunately he was unable to bring it back.He reported this matter to the senior management of the Holy Land, which attracted great attention.
It's a pity that the Dongli Sword Sect tried all kinds of methods, but they couldn't get the precious sword of their ancestors, so they had to give up.
"Knowing that you will lose and still fighting, why bother?"
Dongli Sword Master sighed softly, and said via voice transmission.
"To get stronger."
Jiang Xun did not use the secret technique to transmit sound, but spoke bluntly so that everyone could hear clearly.
"This is not a duel, but a matter of karma between our sect and Qingzong. You are defeated, and the Dongli Sword Sect must make a choice without delay."
Until now, the top leaders of the Dongli Sword Sect still haven't reached a conclusion.
Some people think that it's okay to turn against Qingzong. Anyway, Dugu Changkong doesn't have many years to live, so just drag it on.Some people think that Qingzong is worthy of respect for sticking to the belief of guarding Moyuan, and should not be bullied again.
In short, most of the forces want to procrastinate, and it is difficult to make a decision in a short time.When Dugu Changkong died of old age, everything would be easy to handle.
"Master, your ancestors did something wrong, so are you going to make the same mistakes again and again?"
As a swordsman, Jiang Xun can participate in high-level discussions.When he heard the ruthless remarks of some elders, he was very annoyed, so he mustered up the courage to come here, preferring to be punished, but also to speak out what was in his heart.
"presumptuous!"
In front of the heroes of the world, Sword Master Dongli was so questioned by his disciples that he lost face, his face turned ashen, and he yelled loudly.
