I don't know how many people have trouble sleeping peacefully during the long night. At this time, the Holy Sect was extremely quiet under the cover of night. Because the war that has only passed recently is too sensational, no one dares to act rashly.

It stands to reason that in this huge plane, relying on the power of the Holy Sect, there should be many sects. So since there is decency, there are bound to be careerists who are waiting for the opportunity, which is perfectly normal.

It's just that this battle, which can almost destroy the entire plane, is intertwined with ice and fire, and it is simply not something that any ordinary cultivator can withstand. If you touch it, it will be gone, so they are afraid.

Even within the current Holy Sect, it has become an empty shelf. Everyone knew that the disciples of the Holy Sect had suffered heavy losses, and even the Holy Lord had suffered a lot of injuries. But the Holy Sect has always been the strongest sect, and no one dares to provoke it easily.

Located in the west of this plane, three major sects exist in one region. Although they are all nobodies, it is such a sect that will jump even more. Taking advantage of this chaos, I have been planning something for a long time.

Wandaomen is just a third-rate force, usually cowering in the shadows, only knowing how to observe, always thinking that one day after the war, he can reap the benefits of the fisherman. This time, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to finally get the news for them.

Tang Wanyou, the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, is standing at the junction of the three major sects at this moment. With his hands behind his back, it looks particularly strange in the night. In front of him, there were two more figures. I couldn't see it clearly, and my breath was very messy.

"I said two, I've already said this, don't you understand? The Holy Sect is the leader of all the sects, but that is only for the sects he belongs to, the sects that are recognized by him, and we, what are we?"

Tang Wanyou's voice was full of unwillingness, he had endured it for a long time. This time I finally found an opportunity, and I must not let it go easily: "Can we only shrink into a corner and guard this small area forever?"

"Now as long as our three sects join forces, our strength can also be comparable to one or two major sects, as long as you agree, while the Holy Sect is weak this time, there is only an empty shelf left, we can attack on a large scale and take it in a short time.

This proposal is not unenticing. As long as you are a cultivator, you want to get incomparably strong strength and power that overrides everything, this is something that everyone rushes to, but even so, you have to have a brain.

What kind of place is the Holy Sect? It is the creator of this face, that is, the sect founded by the Holy Lord of Muyang himself. Even if there are only empty shelves left now, and the vitality is greatly damaged, but the rotten ship also has three catties of nails, and it is still not wise to attack rashly.

"Master Tang, you have been struggling with this proposal many times. You don't have the same opinion as us, so our attitude is very clear. Even if the Holy Sect is weak, we will not fall into the ground. ”

Hearing this, Tang Wanyou's already gloomy face showed a flash of killing intent. These two people are stubborn, and they don't know how to grasp the great opportunity, which is really too pedantic. But he had already made up his mind that he must give it a try.

"Okay, since both of them are so decisive, then Tang can only say that. In the future, if Tang stands at the peak of this continent, you will come to beg me! Hmph!" Tang Wanyou flicked the rust fiercely and left quickly.

The remaining two looked at each other, and after glancing at each other, there was a look of helplessness in their eyes. Careerists, too, have to see if they have the ability. Who is Tang Wanyou? They knew very well that they didn't want to take this risk.

The interior of the Ten Thousand Knife Gate, above the square. Tang Wan was dressed in battle armor and held a dark purple broadsword in his hand. Facing the many disciples: "You should understand the current situation, it's a great opportunity for us, isn't it?"

The big knife in his hand trembled, and there was a buzzing sound: "So, for the sake of our bright future, this time no matter what, we must also give it a go." Even if we fail, we can be considered worthy of ourselves!"

There was a loud sound, and the disciples in the door were also enthusiastic when they heard it. But to really put it into action, you need to plan well. As long as the other two sects don't interfere, then Tang Wanyou still has a certain degree of certainty. But now......

A disciple suddenly came from outside: "Qiqi Sect Master, there is a man in a cloak outside who asks to see you. He said that as long as you see him, you will never regret it, and it will be of great benefit to us. ”

A moment later, outside the sect. Tang Wan stared at the person in front of him vigilantly. But when this person lifted the cloak, Tang Wanyou's eyes instantly widened: "You...... It's actually you! You're dressed like this, what are you doing here at my Ten Thousand Knife Gate?"

Within the Holy Sect, the environment that is too quiet makes people feel nervous. Although everyone was unusually tired after the war, almost everyone slept deeply. Because the Holy Lord did not say a word, he entered retreat, which is very unusual.

The eldest disciple, Gong Huanyang, temporarily took over the power of the Holy Sect and controlled the overall situation. Therefore, in the main hall of the Holy Sect, he put his hands behind his back, and his well-defined face had an unusually heavy look, as if he was very uneasy, something was happening.

"Is this the calm before the undersurge?When did this feeling of instability begin?" Gong Huanyang's strength is not weak, at least he has obtained part of Muyang's true inheritance, so the realm of divine consciousness is also very strong.

At this moment, the sect is really too quiet. And during the day, what gave him so much courage to dare to question the Holy Lord's decision? And that look was really weird.

Suddenly, a figure scurried in. Half knelt in front of him: "Senior brother, I have already checked, the four sides of the sect, the enchantment has been repaired completely, but it will take some time to stabilize." This is the time when you are at your weakest. ”

Nodding, Gong Huanyang turned around and looked outside: "Have you checked it carefully? There is no abnormality in the formation and enchantment? Is there any strange aura flowing around? You must check it out, you can't be a little sloppy, understand?"

The disciple nodded respectfully: "Senior disciple understands that now that the undercurrent of the sect is turbulent, it is the most precarious time, and we will definitely take strict precautions and will not slack off." It's just that the disciples seem to be very strange in the past two days......"

Speaking of this, Gong Huanyang raised his hand to stop it. I don't want to continue to delve into this matter, and I don't want it to reach everyone's ears too quickly, so as not to cause panic: "You go down first, pay attention to your breath, don't be too reluctant." ”

After a few moments, it was quiet again. Gong Huanyang put his hands behind his back, looked at the night sky outside, and was in a trance: "What is the problem there? Is it my problem that my mood is so restless?"

This possibility is very small, Gong Huanyang has been the best in the Holy Sect since he cultivated, and no one can compare to him. If you want to talk about the calmness of the state of mind, he is also the leader of the younger generation, and there will be no problem.

The weird smile on the face of the junior brother during the day kept coming to mind. What does that mean? Gong Huanyang couldn't figure it out, but he knew that there must be links in it that he hadn't thought of.

(End of chapter)