Chapter 142 One word can determine the life or death of millions of monks

Not long after, the mist in her eyes evaporated, and she returned to her indifferent and cold look. At this time, more than a dozen disciples of the Wuyun Sect were walking from a distance. 【6】【9】【s】【h】【u】【x】【.】【c】【o】【m】

"I've met the Peak Master!"

"I've met Master!"

…

Everyone bowed their heads and held their hands, but there was a trace of doubt in their eyes.

The Peak Master comes to Yuxu City every hundred years to wander around alone without letting anyone follow him. He seems to be looking for something, but he has never asked his disciples to help him.

Liu Yuan waved his sleeves, his eyes full of domineering and calmness: "Let's go, I want to see what Tian Wuzong means today."

"Yes, Peak Master!"

"Yes, Master!"

Everyone responded and followed.

It seems that with the passage of time, the little junior sister who was embarrassed even if she received thirty spiritual stones can now protect the Wuyun Sect from the wind and rain.

Behind Tianwuzong stands Canghai Sect, and behind Wuyun Sect stands Ziyun Sect. Over the years, there have been constant frictions on the territory of Wu Kingdom.

But the strange thing is that the two immortal sects behind this have never reconciled. The conflicts between the two sects have also accumulated deeper and deeper, and bloodshed has already occurred.

However, things like this still happened when Chen Xun was in Wuyun Sect, but the great monks of Jindan kept the suffering away from the sect.

It's just that the current Jindan Great Monk has been replaced by Liu Yuan, and each generation of disciples seems to be reincarnating, repeating the past.

…

Outside the Talisman Shop, the Crane Spirit Tree was still swaying in the wind.

Chen Xun was still sitting in the chair, saying nothing.

He seemed to have seen a miracle, but also seemed to have seen nothing.

The big black cow came slowly, with a heavy pace. It walked outside the store and gently nudged Chen Xun: "Moo?"

It remembered that Chen Xun said that we were old monsters and wanted to recognize each other.

"Old cow..."

Chen Xun's eyes were still deep, "There is no need to recognize each other, we each have different paths. This is the best result."

"We are all people who have lived for hundreds of years, so there is nothing we can't see through."

He smiled and shook his head, "Are we going to hug each other and cry with joy, and have our hearts go up and down, and then burst into tears again? That's a trick played by children."

"Moo..."

"Not recognizing each other is the greatest restraint of the Golden elixir monk."

Chen Xun looked up at the sky with a faint smile, "The original little junior sister Liu Yuan has grown up a lot."

The big black cow also looked up to the sky, its eyes became dull, and it heard everything they said.

Chen Xun sighed, Liu Yuan always cared about his feelings and never said anything that had nothing to do with him, even about herself.

Although she had been hiding it well, how could he not see that Liu Yuan was just pretending to be strong.

"Old Niu, don't be sad. Junior Sister Liu Yuan is still alive, which is a good thing."

Chen Xun slapped the big black cow fiercely, "Is there anything more joyful than this in these hundreds of years? Come be happy, ha, ha, ha!"

"Let's celebrate without talking tonight. I'll buy you four red lightning wolves and I'll have soup tonight!"

"Moo~"

The big black cow nuzzled Chen Xun. It was not stupid. The saddest thing was actually him...

It silently returned to the backyard. The big black cow squatted on the ground, constantly flipping through the merit book, and had begun to do it alone.

With these merits, Chen Xun said that their friends will be super spiritual people in their next life, and God and Buddha will bless them.

"Moo~"

The big black cow closed its eyes slightly. Although it was difficult to accumulate these merits, it did not grudge them at all. It never cared about merits and wiped them all out with one palm.

Outside the store.

One after another, past events kept flashing through my mind. Birth, old age, illness and death, the separation of yin and yang, the monk's lifespan was over, it was just a law of nature.

"Haven't I already looked away? Look away. There is nothing to feel uncomfortable about..."

Chen Xun murmured to himself, his expression became calm again, and no one could tell what he was thinking.

After one month.

They went to participate in the auction meeting again, but it seemed that something was wrong, and the Yuchen Grass appeared not long after.

But it was just a 500-year-old elixir, which was not even old enough to be used as medicine. They spent 100,000 spiritual stones to take a picture and left quietly.

There was no cheer or joy between Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu. There was only calmness in their eyes. Under the wash of time, everything they met was just a matter of course.

They still opened the talisman shop, but Liu Yuan never came there again.

Chen Xun did not close the door and go back to make alchemy. He still only opened it for half a day every day, and he still sat silently outside the store holding a book every day.

The centenary event is still going on, and the geniuses are still rampant in the world, making the monks continue to marvel.

But this year, there are obviously more big foreign forces. The huge ships are constantly docked outside the city, and their momentum is quite strong.

Yuxu City, Xicheng.

In a grand and simple hall, there are thirteen seats on the high platform spread out in various places, and they are all packed.

The monstrous momentum of the great monks continued to swirl in the hall. Dozens of golden elixir monks under the high platform lowered their heads and held their hands, their eyes showing respect and calmness.

However, under the sunlight, these seats were in darkness and extremely mysterious.

"After hundreds of years of recuperation, the vitality of the immortal cultivation world in our country has been restored."

On the seat, a man spoke calmly, with stars shining between his eyebrows, "We can start the next step of the plan."

A woman smiled in the shadow: "But the major sects have allocated more resources in Wu Kingdom, and they are no longer interested in fighting."

"They are just short-sighted people. They are satisfied with just the resources of the Immortal Cultivation World of Wu Kingdom."

An old voice sounded, and an inexplicable smile appeared in the shadow.

"Nowadays, the major sects have begun to have conflicts over the resources of the Wu Kingdom. In the past, we were just suppressing them, but now they have all exploded."

"The major sects have naturally had successors over the past few hundred years, but it is really time to reduce their strength and the number of monks."

"Yes, by then they will not dare to make any mistakes, and the number of sects that will open the way will be sufficient."

"Is it like that war in the world of cultivating immortals? It is indeed one of the top ten immortal sects, and it suits my taste very well."

Another figure emerged 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 eyes were directed at him, but the latter remained calm and unmoved.

On the thirteen seats, everyone was talking to each other. If these words were spread, the entire world of immortality would be shocked.

The Jindan monks in the audience kept breathing evenly. They were all coming from strong winds and waves, and they couldn't lose face here.

This is the real power in the world of immortality, and one word can determine the life or death of millions of monks.

At this time, a look came.

"Ancestor!"

…

There was a cry from the audience, and the Jindan monks bowed down with their hands folded, and a drop of cold sweat flowed from their foreheads.

"Pass the order, as long as it's within the rules, you don't have to worry about the fights between the major sects."

An indifferent voice sounded, "However, the major cities of immortal cultivators are still not allowed to fight, and the order of the world must not be disrupted. Those who exceed the rules will be killed without mercy."

"I will obey my ancestor's order!"

…

The Jindan monks in the audience roared loudly and their words were sonorous and powerful. Those who can be here are the monks who can touch the core of power in the world of immortality.

Naturally, they will not cut off their own future, and maybe there will be a place for them on stage in the future.

After receiving the order, these Jindan monks immediately left the hall and began to arrange various matters.

At this time, the real meeting of those in power has just begun...