"Everyone has worked hard, the two elders and I are both injured and unable to drive the magic weapon to fly, so we will rest here for one night today and set off tomorrow. The old man in the sweatshirt glanced at everyone and said lightly.

"Here, there is a lot of chaos, everyone go to find a quiet place where a few elders can rest assured and manipulate their injuries. At this time, Mu Bai ordered everyone to find the situation, all the bones poured out here, and the aura had already dissipated, and the elders and disciples were all seriously injured and needed to breathe carefully.

Subsequently, everyone found a place where the aura was dense to heal and rest, but unexpectedly, a heavy rain fell from the sky and washed everything away, the mountains and forests were irrigated, the green trees were lush, and the Shura battlefield was also washed away, and the clean corpses were buried underground.

Early in the morning, the three elders led a group of disciples to the palace respectively, this time the experience can be described as more than auspicious, death is everywhere, even the highest cultivation of the sweatshirt has been seriously injured, if it is not for the concerted efforts of everyone, I am afraid that it will be more than auspicious.

"Palace Master's Secret Report" At this time, several elders returned to the palace and began an emergency meeting, convening all the elders and hall masters to enter the underground secret room to discuss, including Manxi and Wuling Mubai, all of whom were among them, which shows that the palace master attaches great importance to them.

It only took two hours for everyone to rush to the palace master, and everyone went back to rest, but the sweater reported to the palace master for secret discussion, for fear that the news would leak out, and this is a big secret related to life and death, not to be sloppy.

Immediately, a group of people all walked into the underground secret room, rows of seats, and there were nearly a dozen people in charge of the guard, and there were many middle-aged men, and the only highlight was Manxi and a few others, sitting at the conference table with everyone, and there was an old tone.

Although this place is a basement, it is not as dark as imagined, and all the walls are inlaid with pieces of jewel-like night pearls to illuminate this place, and this is very luxurious, all are expensive luxury accessories, the walls are shining, tables and chairs, the simple charm is very stylish.

"Everyone is here, right? This time we are gathering everyone for the sake of the life-and-death enemy of our Zhenyuan Palace, and we must make all preparations at this time. The sweater stood up and shouted loudly, and suddenly everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they didn't know what was so terrifying, it was incredible that it could affect the survival of Zhenyuan Palace for hundreds of years.

There was a commotion below, and all of them began to turn their heads and ask each other about the situation, only Manxi and the other people present were very calm, and the others all changed their faces and couldn't believe that there would be such a big enemy.

"Everyone is quiet and quiet, in this experience, there are rumors in the palace that there have been eight-legged chickens in that place, everything is fake news released by the Tang family, and all the people and horses who want us to go are killed, which weakens our sharpness. ”

"How is it possible, we have always been friendly with Tangjiabao, how could such a thing happen, I can't believe it," an old man rolled his confused eyes and looked ahead, with a look of disbelief.

"That's right, how could we suddenly attack us without grievances?"

"I know, Kenneng, the arrogant disciple who entered the door last time injured his beloved son, so it will lead to hatred, if he is caught by me, see how I clean him up," another old man roared loudly with a wrinkled face and deep eyes, gritting his front teeth and hating fiercely.

"Hey, hey, hey, you old guy can't wronged people like this?" Suddenly the barbarian was dumbfounded when he heard this, and he was responsible for everything, and he quickly stood up and pointed at the old man and began to retort and roar.

"So you're here, I'm not going to tear down your bones," At this time, the old man quickly stood up and was about to slap him, but was stopped by a person.

"Old Five, stop, when I go back, I will get rid of your bad problem, this person is an internal agent I have installed, and no one is allowed to touch him. At this time, Zhenyuan Palace Lord Hongyu drank heavily to stop him from acting rashly, otherwise Manxi would have great luck today, and those who can sit here can be seen to be some big people in the palace, who are not profound in cultivation

"This?" the old man whirled speechlessly, and sat there without saying a word.

"Recently, I heard that Tang Jiabao and other sects are going to be unfavorable to our Zhenyuan Palace, so it can be seen that they have been planning for a long time, otherwise they would not be able to win over these sects in just a few days. ”

This time, Hong Yu finally got to the point, and suddenly everyone present was not moved, even the sweatshirt was a big change in face, the Tang family really had been plotting for a long time, but they didn't find a suitable opportunity.

"What, if they dared to come, I would have torn their bones apart. Suddenly, the old man roared again, full of domineering, and shouted in one word: Everyone is not strictly confined and let him pour out all the anger hidden in his stomach at once.

"Old Five, are you finished?" After speaking, go to the corner and sit down" Suddenly, the sweatshirt was actually on fire, Manxi had never seen it get angry, and today he actually felt a little scared, is it still his amiable Wei Lao? Thinking like this in his heart, he couldn't help but glance at him, his eyes showed a trace of fear.

"Second brother, I" The old man looked at his ugly face, and he didn't dare to burst out here, and many people of his peers around him hurriedly persuaded him to persuade him to the corner next to him.

"What we can do now is to strictly prohibit the vigilance and not let them turn into a loophole, otherwise our Zhenyuan Palace's centuries-old foundation will be destroyed. "Hong Yu, with a helpless expression on his hands to the sky, he is very ashamed, if he can't win this time, then Zhenyuan Palace will be destroyed.

"I also ask all the senior brothers to tell their disciples to be strictly on guard, Zhenyuan Palace is facing a hundred years of catastrophe, life and death, and at this moment, it is time for you to play. The sweater shouted, with the courage to swallow mountains and rivers, his eyes were like torches, and he stood up with a bright and bright face, quite a fairy style.

This time, the catastrophe is coming, all the elders and hall masters are shocked in their hearts, and their faces are extremely ugly, maybe this is the first catastrophe that has come to Zhenyuan Palace since the founding of the sect, so everyone can't bear the mixed feelings in their hearts all of a sudden.

After the meeting ended, only the palace master of the sweatshirt remained, but the strangest thing was that Manxi was actually invited to stay, could there be any task, everyone hurried back and ordered the disciples to take precautions and leave.

"Senior brother let the sweatshirt stay, I don't know when to order?" The sweater stepped forward and asked if there was any strategy that the two of them needed to discuss, and it seemed that he didn't want to let Manxi stay here either

"Sweatshirt! From the day I entered the door, the most important thing for the master is you and me, and the sweatshirt among the senior brothers, you and I are the most compatible, it can be said that there is nothing to talk about, this time it is really a big disaster, for the brother, I want you to leave with those disciples with good physique, and wait for someone to make a comeback in Dongshan in the future. ”

Suddenly, the Hongyu Palace Lord actually said such words, not only was he stunned, but even the sweatshirt was stunned, his eyes were staring at him, and there was an inexplicable aura in his eyes, which frightened the other party from raising his head.

After a long time, the sweater shouted loudly, and suddenly trembled with fright, "Senior brother, what are you talking about? ”

The sweater was full of confidence when he turned his words, and immediately pointed to the head of the palace master and began to scold, Hongyu suddenly lowered his head and was silent, not daring to look up at his eyes.

"Senior brother, you are very disappointing to the sweater, I will never do this, even if I die, I want to die, it is valuable, and I must not survive. ”

"I see that you don't look domineering on weekdays? Do you all pretend to be because I worship you so much, you are actually a coward, and you dare not fight the enemy, but you want to hide and hide to breathe, it seems that I am wrong. Suddenly, Manxi crossed his arms with his hands, looked like a little adult, and began to learn the sweatshirt, and immediately scolded the palace master, but he was not angry, but ashamed.

"Barbarian, don't be rude," the sweatshirt shouted at him.

"Senior brother, what he said is right, I am indeed a coward, but I can't lose to the backbone, this time we must join the team together, otherwise I Hongyu has lived for so many years, and I am not as good as a little hairy child?"

"Who is the little hairy child, you can't talk like this" Suddenly, Manxi was not angry, and he was about to turn his face and call him like this to others who hated him, and his little face puffed up angrily.

"I must defeat the fierce opponent, erect a sect, and establish an immortal Zhenyuan Palace," the palace master Hongyu shouted, and the two Shenhua flew in his eyes, and there was definitely a hegemonic momentum above 10,000 people under one person, and he would definitely become a generation of arrogant heroes, famous for thousands of years, and set a good example for future generations.

At this point, Zhenyuan Palace has been very vigilant in recent days, and there are disciples guarding everywhere, and even a rat hole is guarded, which can be described as a post of ten steps, a team of 100 meters, and the guards are so strict that even a fly is estimated to not be able to fly out.

Subsequently, every day, there would be five or six teams of senior disciples patrolling back and forth in every corner of the palace, constantly checking closely inside and out, especially the personnel who entered and exited, which were more strictly guarded, for fear that someone would get in.

"Hey, I can finally get a good night's sleep. When Manxi returned to the back mountain, he quickly ran to the bed and began to enjoy lying on it, with a long-lost smile on his face, which was very good-looking.

"Don't think too much about it, you've been busy these days, don't think about being lazy" At this time, Mu Bai walked over slowly from outside, shyly smiling with a gloating smile, which was very emotional.

"Ah, why are you so idle. He cried out in anguish for a moment, then regained his composure and stood up.

"Senior brother, look" At this time, the palace master asked Manxi to go back first, but the sweatshirt was still here, but he took out a stone tablet, which was smooth and glossy, and it looked very not simple. Immediately, his fingers pressed it, and a flash of light flashed out, dazzling and dazzling, and both of them quickly closed their eyes.

"A hundred years of catastrophe, the Yuan Palace was destroyed, and the east came to resolve the calamity"

At that time, the guard was stunned when he saw a row of words on the stele, and he really couldn't believe that the catastrophe of Zhenyuan Palace had already been arranged by God, and his ancestors peeped at all these engraved stone tablets.

After a long time, the sweatshirt slowly moved his body, his eyes were deep, his eyes didn't dare to blink, he slowly sat down on the stone bench, reached out to touch the stone tablet, and couldn't believe that all this was doomed.

"You already knew?" Sweatshirt then asked slowly.

"Yes, the most questionable question is, who is the above-mentioned man-chan? The palace master Hongyu explained with a sewage head.

"A hundred years of catastrophe, the destruction of the Yuan Palace, the coming of the east, and the resolution of the calamity, can it be said that naivety is doomed to everything?"

"Alas, if it weren't for this, the ancestors would not have passed it down from generation to generation for so many years, and it seems that it is really a catastrophe. The palace master sighed, but he couldn't do anything about it, and he didn't know how to solve it, let alone how to crack the ancestral mantra.