"As soon as there is no owner in the heavenly court, it will be difficult for the alliance to oppose the guest."

"I can only think like this, anyway, the construction of the evil city is intensifying, and millions of NPC laborers have been recruited." Jian Ruyan stretched her waist, a little tired and tired. "When I was on a lonely island, I felt that my life was a little lighter, and now I feel that it is too cumbersome, how good it would be to be able to just practice."

The wish of many masters of this ability can only be a beautiful fantasy. When people are in the rivers and lakes, they can't think that a person will be quiet. If you don't look for trouble, trouble will come to you, don't take precautions, and wait until trouble comes to regret it, it's too late.

But taking precautions is a kind of trouble that can exhaust people, endless changes, the ambition of countless latecomers, and the hard work of countless power masters, all of which are pressure. There is no precautionary countermeasure, and when you shout "I don't want to pay attention to anything, I just want to quietly practice martial arts ......" when you are defeated, you respond with disdainful disdain and merciless sword.

For those who are behind to move forward, they must bring down the older generation that stands in the way. I don't want to be overthrown, so I can only get used to the tediousness and exhaustion brought by taking precautions.

Many masters and elders have no intention of managing their forces, some of them don't understand, and some of them are too wise. It is better to constantly rely on the big tree than to avoid falling into this tedious and exhausting man's burden.

"By the way, I heard that the little dragon girl is in trouble."

Yi Yun was silent, this was an inevitable thing to be expected, he believed that Xiaolongnu had already made enough psychological preparations, and outsiders had no way to interfere, and there was nothing they could do to interfere.

The situation of the Tomb Sect is very similar to that of the Emei God Sect. There are few things involved in the alliance, and Xiaolongnu is dedicated to teaching disciples in the faction, and rarely participates in many tedious battles. Compared with the enthusiasm of the Flying God Sect and the head of the Tantric Sect, the little dragon girl and the love clothes seemed lifeless.

The style and the hammer king are stupid, but all the disciples in the sect have something, and those who can go out in person will go in person, so the exposure rate in the rivers and lakes is very high, and many people have seen it. I've seen them do martial arts. As a result, under their fame, the strength and weakness of martial arts are clearly presented in front of the Jianghu people, and when people mention it, they will talk about which famous masters they defeated with their own hands on the day and time, how many moves they used, and so on...... The people in the rivers and lakes easily understood that the martial arts of those level masters would probably be able to take a few moves in front of them. Famous masters are famous through the fame of other defeated masters. Roughly guess the gap between yourself and them. Even if they haven't played against them, more famous masters are convinced. It's better to know yourself.

Love clothes. In the hearts of the Jianghu people, Xiaolongnu is the head of the Great God Sect, and her martial arts should be very high. But there is no way to compare and position how high it is, so naturally there is no topic of comparison. Like many silent old rivers and lakes, it seems lifeless. Many famous masters have a sense of awe for them. There are seven points of self-confidence that produce dissatisfaction. All believe that there is no fight. Maybe I'll be better than them.

This is true of the masters of the Alliance, and even more so of the masters of the Vulture Palace. Trust in practice. The Vulture Palace masters who spoke in fact were even more disdainful of the 'old Jianghu masters' who only heard of their names than the disciples of the various god sects of the Alliance. This is a kind of atmosphere that has not changed since the existence of the rivers and lakes, and it is unlikely to change.

The former little dragon girl, in the hearts of a large number of returning disciples who returned from the Vulture Palace, was a powerful and perfect leader. And now, the little dragon girl in their eyes is an old Jianghu who is famous but not in fact, and she is the incompetent head who has not been able to grow and develop the Tomb Sect so far.

The success of Piaoxue to win the Emei God Sect is an exciting precedent.

The Tomb Sect, inside and out, was packed with people.

A large number of Returning disciples were outside the ancient tomb, and inside the ancient tomb, some resident disciples were staring at those Returning disciples with arrogant expressions with hostility. …,

In the center of the ancient tomb, the little dragon girl sat in the position of the head of the house, and on both sides in front of her, stood the elders and masters of the station. In the center, it is a group of masters led by Bai Tomb, the core figure of the Gui Sect's disciples.

"What should be said, has been said. Whether the head of the house is Rang Xian, or he will decide the winner in a battle. "The White Tomb is different from Piaoxue, she is very confident, and her reputation is slightly higher than Piaoxue when she is in the Vulture Palace. So she chose to return, she originally wanted to make a big difference, originally she didn't have such a direct plan, but Piaoxue made her realize that there was no need to be patient at all. She didn't look down on the old rivers and lakes like Xiaolongnu at all, and her many years of experience in the Vulture Palace made her feel that Xiaolongnu was not worth mentioning at all compared to the masters of the Vulture Palace.

"Presumptuous!" The resident elder beside Xiaolongnu angrily reprimanded, although Xiaolongnu had already said to be calm, but in the face of the attitude of Bai Tomb, many stationed masters, including her, still found it unbearable.

The attitude of the white tomb, the little dragon girl was chilled, if it was changed, this kind of thing would not happen at all, and she would not hesitate to teach her a lesson! Now, she no longer has that kind of vigor, like a love dress, she will soberly and calmly realize how many deaths and injuries and how many meaningless deaths and injuries will be caused by infighting. Fighting with the same door is for the rights of the head.

"The door is for you, and we'll go." Xiaolongnu got up slowly, and the elders and masters of the resident sect who had already received the order immediately contacted many of the resident disciples who were willing to follow and leave the sect.

The White Tomb smiled coldly. "Say what? Even if you want to leave, you have to be punished as a rebel! ”

A pair of angry eyes gathered on the white tomb's face.

It's too much of a deception!

Yes, this anger is born in the hearts of all.

The little dragon girl walked slowly to the white tomb, and when she stopped, her right hand moved quickly and drew her sword. Bai Tomb sneered, and when he saw that he was about to grab the wrist of the little dragon girl holding the sword, his hand slipped, and his wrist swirled, and the lady's sword was already against the heart of Bai Tomb.

The face of the white tomb was pale. Unconvinced, but there is nothing to say. She thought that the little female dragon had the intention to sneak attack, otherwise she would never be restrained by one move.

"I don't want to give you unnecessary casualties, if you think you're afraid of you, you're wrong." The little dragon goddess was cold, and said coldly. Those disciples of the Ancient Tomb Resident Sect who had been contacted pushed out of the sect one after another, and in a short time, the disciples of the Resident Sect were gone. The little dragon girl put her sword into the sheath, and led the many resident elders in the ancient tomb who had withdrawn, and the master went out by himself.

"Kill them!" Someone proposed angrily, and the white tomb snorted coldly. "If she walks out of the Tomb Sect and doesn't pass on the throne, none of them will want to go down the mountain alive!"

"Master, why didn't you just kill the White Tomb just now?" Although the law enforcement elders and the other masters of the stationed sect felt that in addition to a little evil spirit, they were still unwilling to give up the sect like this.

"If you kill her, the other disciples of the Gui Sect will not be convinced, and a civil war will inevitably be avoided. It is not easy for you to cultivate to this day, and it is not worth it to be buried in the hands of your fellow disciples for the rights of a head of the sect. Walking out of the ancient tomb, those disciples of your sect who were crowded outside the ancient tomb stepped forward in small steps with unkind expressions, and the meaning of persecution was unmistakable.

System announcement: The Tomb God sent the little dragon girl to pass on the position of the head of the god to the White Tomb......

The disciples of your sect who were in the way silently moved out of the way, and coldly watched the people led by the little dragon girl through the crowd and all the way down the mountain.

"Head, I'll go to the money bank to withdraw money." A resident elder took the initiative to ask for help, and the little dragon girl smiled slightly and shook her head. "No need, I made an appointment with the head of the love clothes to meet at the Yuelai Inn." The economic situation of the Tomb God Sect is not as good as that of the Emei God Sect, half a catty and eight taels, and it is impossible to build a sect by relying on its own financial resources, so Xiaolongnu can only borrow money from Qingyi.

System prompt: The mysterious person remits 10 billion into your money .........,

The little dragon girl was unexpectedly slightly stunned, and for a long time, she smiled with embarrassment and affection, and involuntarily recalled a lot, many years ago......

"Love clothes, I'm not coming. The mystery man sent the money. ”

"Actually, I had guessed that he would do it...... Okay, you can get busy with the establishment of the sect and the placement of disciples first, and we will meet again another day. ”

After turning off the transmission and entering the secret, the little dragon girl was still stunned......

In the rain curtain, the figure of the little dragon girl and the disciples behind her were all hazy......

Sword King Mountain.

Another challenger, running around the Sword King for a few hours, was killed by the Sword King in a moment of exhaustion and relaxation.

All around, the disciples of the Sword King cheered excitedly.

"Good! Watching the jumping clown run for a few hours, the master didn't bother to pay attention to it, and easily killed him as soon as he took out the sword! ”

Xiruo wiped the rain from the sword king's face and smiled. "Tired, aren't you?"

"Woohoo! I don't know what I can do, I don't know that there is no one on the rivers and lakes who is worthy of fighting with me, I just want to quietly accept apprentices in this Sword King Mountain, but I have to draw my sword meaninglessly! The Sword King looked melancholy, looked up at the sky, and let out a heavy sigh.

Xiruo took him by the arm, and under the worshipful gaze of many disciples in the door, he entered the main hall.

"It's going to pass soon, and there are fewer and fewer people coming to challenge lately. In the future, when the disciples grow up, there is no need for you to draw your sword all the time. "It's a pity, after thinking about it, I still said what some disciples think." Some disciples felt that if you could go out of the mountain and find a few of the most famous people in the rivers and lakes today to try their swords, no one would dare to ask for hardships again. ”

"Woohoo! Finding an opponent has become a wasted effort! ”

It's a pity that if she knew that the Sword King would be disdainful, she didn't persuade him anymore, and after resting with him for a while, she went out to urge her disciples to concentrate on practicing.

The golden gauze tent is gently raised in the wind.

A figure, smiling and groaning, stood at the door, staring at the sword king in the room, with a melancholy expression, drinking by himself.

The desolate desert has become a distant legend.

The long-term rainfall has turned a few places in the desert into oases, and more places have become oceans. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )