In the hall on the first floor of the Haihe Building, behind the desks, there are full of monk leaders from the major forces in the Taixuan Land, and their number is so large that even the large hall with a large area seems extremely crowded and dark.

However, at this time, the atmosphere in the hall had nothing to do with the luxurious banquets on weekdays, the atmosphere was solemn and solemn, and everyone was like a quail that was choked by the throat and could not breathe, with an old neck stretched out, and a face full of horror.

The strange silence lasted for a long time before a big power leader below let out a breath and said:

"Even the emperor of the central kingdom has been lost to the front, so it seems that we should really discuss it, and the exploration of this follow-up opportunity is a matter of leaving or staying. ”

"The main problem now is that we know almost nothing about what is happening in front of us, and the so-called creatures of Immortal Island, and we can't make a clear inference. ”

The response from the mouth of the other sect master made the monks in the hall nod their heads, and then someone frowned and thought for a while, and then the voice came out:

"Since the princes of the Central Superior Kingdom have returned from the front, why don't you send someone to contact them, so that you can ask them clearly?"

"No!"

Before this person's words fell, the voice of the GCC leader above sounded directly, and then the blue-robed monk with a delicate and beautiful face, who was inseparable from male and female, raised his hand and waved, and continued to speak:

"These emperors of the central kingdom, how proud they are in their hearts, and now they have fled in defeat, which is already extremely embarrassing, and stopping the Golden Palace on the sea far away from us at this time has already shown that they don't want to go back and forth.

"And if we send people there again this time, in their eyes, it will be tantamount to sprinkling salt on the wounds, afraid that before they reach the Golden Palace, their heads will already fall to the ground. ”

It is true that for those powerful monks in the Taixuan Land, many times, reputation is more important than life, and especially they can't bear to be provoked by others, so after the words of the GCC lord fell, the hall once again fell into a deep silence.

In the following quarter of an hour, many monks put forward some suggestions, such as sending a part of the force north first, and even using soul-searching methods against those monks who fled south, etc., all of which were overturned one by one after deliberation.

In this way, the situation was completely deadlocked, and then all kinds of thoughts began to circulate in the eyes of one sect cultivator.

There are radicals, there are also retreats, and all kinds of emotions, representing this already weak alliance, unconsciously diverged.

Just when the monks of the entire main hall of the GCC Building were thinking about their own affairs, a young GCC monk suddenly strode into the hall gate, which was none other than Senior Brother Lin Xing.

In the next breath, Lin Xing took a deep breath and said loudly into the main hall:

"The Sect Master, as well as the Sect Masters, there is already a monk who has regained his senses and is able to clearly tell what is happening ahead!"

As soon as these words came out, a commotion suddenly broke out in the entire hall, and voices rang out one after another:

"Bring it on!"

After about thirty breaths, a group of GCC disciples entered the temple with a young monk in tattered clothes, who was weak but still sane, and after bowing to the front, a weak voice came out:

"The boy has seen all the adults, and this time I have come to ask for something, all the rest of my sect who went to the North Sea to search for opportunities were killed, and I also lost my eyes and right arm in that bloody battle. ”

After the man's words fell, the monks in the main hall noticed that the young monk's eyes were closed, and his right arm was empty, apparently cut off by Zigen.

Perhaps it was the miserable-looking monk who was really very weak, and he used all his strength in the flight, so that every time he said a word, he had to pause for a moment, and then he continued to speak:

"Therefore, I want to stay on this great ship for a long time, accept the protection, as long as I keep me from dying, and let the rest be at the command of your sect masters. ”

After finishing speaking, the young monk just wanted to make a move, because he was involved in the wound, he let out a muffled snort, and his whole body suddenly shook, and he almost wanted to fall backwards directly, but fortunately, Lin Xing on the side was quick and reached out and grabbed the former's arm directly, so as to fix the figure of this person.

Then in the main hall, the voice of the GCC leader above followed:

"The rivers and lakes are sinister, it's good to help each other, but now the sect monks in our rear are extremely confused and urgent about everything that is happening in front of us, can the little brother tell me and others, what happened in the north, and what kind of existence has those forces that went north in advance have been hit hard?"

After the GCC leader's voice of eagerness sounded, the eyes of the heads of the entire main hall lit up, and even their bodies leaned forward slightly, and their eyes converged on the figure in the center of the hall.

So many powerful eyes condensed his body, which made the young fugitive monk in the hall extremely uncomfortable, and after shrinking his body a little dazedly, he opened his mouth to respond:

"Return, back to your lords, I was originally a fish-man clan in Borneo County, Taixuan Land, and I have never been far away since I was a child, and after following the sect to this Beihai, I just left Shenxian City, but I unexpectedly encountered a huge wave of the void, the ship was destroyed and people were destroyed, and I was the only one who survived, and after being knocked unconscious by the huge waves, I opened my eyes again, but found that I was locked in a cage and became the so-called pathfinder dog. ”

The stammering words that came out of the young monk's mouth at this time made the faces of many sect masters in the hall suddenly turn bad, after all, each family would do this pathfinder dog in secret, and once it was put on the surface, it would be more or less unbearable on their faces.

Therefore, as soon as the former's words fell, a few hot-tempered people shouted directly:

"Don't talk this fucking nonsense, just tell what happened in the center of the North Sea!"

The rolling roar almost punctured the eardrums, which made the young monk standing in the center stumble again, and hurriedly spoke:

"After I followed the cage north, I stopped twice in total, once when the fog of abandonment had not yet dissipated, I was stopped by two Terrans who sank from the Immortal Mountain, the cultivation of these two people is extremely strong, in a one-on-one situation, no one in each sect is its opponent, and even the sword mad master under the seat of the four princes of the Central Shangguo was easily killed. ”

"The sword madman you are talking about, but the twenty-second on the list of the Divine Machine Pavilion, Pei Jian?"

An exclamation sounded from the hall, these people's sects are not far from the Central Shangguo, naturally they have heard Pei Jian's name, and they also know how strong his strength is, and then the young man's response sounded again:

"It's him, I saw with my own eyes, this Pei Jian was not only killed, but also taken away from the sword!"

As soon as these words came out, the exclamations in the hall were even worse, and perhaps because of the recall of the tragic scene, the young man in the hall suddenly began to drip blood from his closed eyes, and his eyelids were as red as a soldering iron, and he hurriedly shouted:

"Water, water!"

Between the lightning and flint, Lin Xing's figure beside him moved, flashed to the desk and grabbed a wine glass, and then turned around and poured it on the former's red eyelids, and suddenly a wine mist rose to the sky, and made an extremely piercing hissing sound.

After a long while, this person gradually recovered to his original state, and then with a faint voice of gratitude, it came into Lin Xing's ears:

"Thank you so much, Daoyou, otherwise my eyes would have completely burst and my head would have been gone. ”

After the words fell, the young monk smiled more ugly than crying, and continued:

"Thank you very much, my name is Xue Dao, you can also call me Daozi!"