"Master, do you really know that Bodhi Ancestor? If you think about it carefully, if you find him and let him help, Xuantian Sect will be saved, and we won't have to leave Fangcun Mountain!" Lin Xiaoyuan looked at the sorrow, with hope in her eyes, and said excitedly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hearing this, he was stunned, looking at Lin Xiaoyuan, who was obviously in a bad mood, his heart sank, and his instinctive feeling was not good, he couldn't help frowning, and asked in a deep voice: "What is going on?

When Lin Xiaoyuan heard the sorrowful question, her face couldn't help but darken, she was speechless, and she whispered for a long time: "Master, you have already chosen to forget, it's me who is not good, I accidentally said it, but you will still know in a few days, it doesn't hurt to tell you now, you get dressed and come out, the things are in the lobby, I'll wait for you outside." After that, Lin Xiaoyuan got up and walked out the door, I don't know if it was an illusion of broken sorrow, Lin Xiaoyuan's back at the moment looked a little depressed.

Broken sorrow did not ask much, silently put on clothes, shoes and socks and walked out, opened the door, and was greeted by a small courtyard, the courtyard was paved with pieces of cyan stone bricks, blue bricks and tiles, and the houses with arches and cornices, although it was not how magnificent and brilliant it was, but let the sorrow of seeing high-rise buildings, a sense of closeness gushed out from the bottom of my heart, surrounded by green mountains in the distance, and the vast scene of clouds and mist, which made his heart set off huge waves, far from the calm on the surface at this moment.

"Is this the world I want to live in in the future?" Looking at the sea of clouds in the distance, boundless, surrounded by green mountains, and towering giant trees, he couldn't help muttering to himself.

At this moment, a crisp voice came from outside the courtyard: "Master, hurry up, I'll wait for you outside." “

Shaking his head, the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of arc, and walked out quickly, his steps seemed so calm and powerful!

Follow Lin Xiaoyuan out of the courtyard, walk up the bluestone steps, and then through a corridor, and then come to the lobby of Xuantianzong, the lobby is open and bright, there is a wide seat in the center of it, and the next is two rows of Taishi chairs on the left and right, four in each row, a plaque is listed in front of the door, a plaque is listed on the Xuanmen Tianzong, a plaque is listed in the hall, and the calligraphy is natural, and a portrait of the patriarch is hung on the central wall of the hall, on which a middle-aged monk wearing a purple Taoist robe is painted, stepping on the void, holding a bronze bell in his left hand, pinching the finger of the sword in his right hand, glaring downward, a towering fairy mountain on the ground has turned into a monstrous sea of fire, and countless demons loom in it。

Duan Chou looked at the portrait of the patriarch on the wall, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Below the portrait of the patriarch, there are nearly 100 spirit cards on the table according to the level, and they are all the sect masters and elders of the Xuantian Sect in the past dynasties.

Lin Xiaoyuan silently knelt down in front of the portrait of the patriarch, kowtowed three times, put on three pillars of fragrance, and her expression looked extremely solemn.

I didn't say much, I knelt in front of the statue of the patriarch, kowtowed three times, and after the incense. He looked back at Lin Xiaoyuan, and said in a deep voice: "Girl, can you tell me what's going on now?" Why is there such a big sect, except for you and me, there is not even a single person!" This question has been trapped in his heart since he broke his sorrow out of the courtyard, a huge sect, and he didn't meet anyone along the way, if it weren't for the blue sky and daylight, and Lin Xiaoyuan was beside him, he would have thought of something else in his heart.

When Lin Xiaoyuan heard this, her face was gloomy, and she was already in a somewhat depressed mood, but now she looked even lower, looked up at the door, and said lightly: "People? Do you mean the disciples of Xuantian Sect? Originally, there were dozens of them, and they had been running away one after another since yesterday afternoon, and by this morning, they had all run out, and now there is no one else in the sect except you and me!"

Hearing Lin Xiaoyuan's words, he couldn't help but be stunned, but the anger in his heart couldn't bear it anymore, it turned out that there were still many disciples in Xuantian Sect yesterday, and when he woke up this morning, he ran out? What kind of logic is this, I finally got on the last train to cross this train, and I also sat on the position of the sect master inexplicably, just accepted this reality, and was about to do a big job, and suddenly found that I had become an empty shell sect master. This scene of ups and downs made Xuan Chou almost suffocate his internal injuries.

Looking at Lin Xiaoyuan, who was in a very depressed mood in front of him, he suppressed the anger in his heart again, and asked calmly: "Why did all the good people run away, is it because of the crisis in the sect you said before?" Girl, I remember you told me that I am the second disciple under the master's seat, so don't I still have the master and the senior brother, where are they now?"

Lin Xiaoyuan glanced back at Xuan Chou and sighed: "The head of the sect ran out of life the night before yesterday and left, and he entrusted the position of head of the sect to the master before he died. Speaking of this, Lin Xiaoyuan cautiously glanced at Xuan Chou, saw that there was no change on his face, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Uncle Shi received a letter of worship from another sect in our Fangcun Mountain, Liuyun Sect, yesterday afternoon, which said that they will come to congratulate Uncle Shi on his ascension to the throne in three days, and at the same time, they also want to have a competition, if the strength of the new sect master of Xuantian Sect is too poor, then there is no need to exist, and when the time comes, the sect will be disbanded and leave Fangcun Mountain!"

Broken Sorrow was expressionless when he heard this, but the trace of anger in his eyes had betrayed him, although he did not have any sense of belonging to the current sect, but from the bottom of his heart, he could not allow anyone to trample on the dignity of the sect, which may be related to the obsession of "Broken Sorrow" itself.

"After the people of the Liuyun Sect sent the prayer post, it didn't take long for this matter to spread throughout the entire sect, and the Xuantian Sect was the highest in the previous sect's cultivation, and it reached the late stage of the Spirit Building Realm, and the sect master of the Liuyun Sect was not much different, and he was one step away from becoming a Huading monk, but unfortunately, until the head of the sect Shouyuan was exhausted, he failed to break through that bottleneck. Lin Xiaoyuan said with some regret.

Hearing this, his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't I still have a senior brother? Since the master entrusted him with the position of the sect master, it will not be too bad to cultivate, why did this position of the sect master end up in my hands?"

When Lin Xiaoyuan heard this, she looked at her sorrow and said slowly: "Uncle Shi's cultivation is indeed not bad, and he has also reached the early stage of spiritual building, but he is not optimistic about Xuantian Sect from the bottom of his heart, after the death of the sect master, he packed up his things and went down the mountain overnight that night. ”

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