"Hahahaha!"

"Weiheng, congratulations!"

"You're so lucky, it's so enviable."

Everyone knows that he is deliberately yin and yang and ridicule Wei Heng.

After all, the mountain gate of the Golden Spirit Temple and the Flying Star Hall were not far apart, and the two sects had friction before.

Although the Flying Star Hall only has one Dao Venerable in Weiheng, it has never fallen behind in the face of the Golden Spirit Sanctuary with two Dao Venerables.

It's just that who would have thought that they had never won or lost in direct confrontation before. Now on this front line, life and death are divided because of the lottery.

Wei Heng gritted his teeth and ignored Yang Jue Daozun's taunt.

Instead, he looked at the elder of the high platform with grief and indignation.

"The first three draws of our Flying Star Hall were all black!"

"Every time, we have a disciple killed!"

"And this time, we drew red lots, which is too much, right?"

Even if you want to operate in the dark, even if you use us as cannon fodder, you still have to give people a little hope occasionally, right?

He clenched his fists tightly and said angrily, "Isn't this forcing us to death?" ”

"Bold!"

The elder's face sank.

"What do you mean?"

"Are you saying that we are acting unfairly in Mingyatian and secretly doing things?"

"That's what he thinks, his heart is damned!"

Yang Jue was still fanning the flames on the side.

"Wei Heng, you are so bold, you dare to question Ming Yatian and be disrespectful to all Dao Saints!"

"What are you guilty of?"

"I didn't!"

Weiheng Daozun is not stupid, he knows that even if this is the truth, he can't say it clearly.

Because of this crime, I can't afford it.

He had to change the wording.

"I just think it's too much of a task."

"We only have more than thirty disciples in the Flying Star Hall, and we can't afford such a heavy responsibility......

"There's nothing you can't afford."

The elder waved his hand impatiently.

"You won't be disliked for being incompetent, provided you do your best, understand?"

"What's more, if you don't go, then who is appropriate?"

"That's it!"

Yang Jue Daozun was on the side again.

"Others can get the red lottery, why can't you go to the Flying Star Hall?"

"Could it be that your disciples of the Flying Star Hall are more expensive than others?"

Wei Heng wanted to strangle him.

But in the end, he could only leave the camp with the red sign under the gaze of everyone, either sympathetic or happy.

Back in the immortal boat of the Flying Star Hall, the 35 second- and third-generation disciples waiting inside immediately gathered around.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"Master, what lottery did you draw this time?"

"The first three times we were all black-drawn, and six senior brothers died, so it's our turn to draw a white lot this time, right?"

"Haha, according to common sense, it's our turn to rest in the camp once."

Facing a pair of eyes full of anticipation, Weiheng Daozun suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Especially in the face of the man and woman at the head, he felt a pain in his heart.

Ye Ming and Ye Tang, this pair of brothers and sisters were accidentally encountered by him when he traveled to the Peerless Land three billion years ago.

Until then, Microbalance had been on its own.

After meeting this pair of brothers and sisters who cultivated to only the realm of immortal kings, he inexplicably moved the idea of accepting apprentices.

Gradually, there was the later Flying Star Hall.

Although he didn't take in people and increase the scale like most sects, every disciple here was like his sons, nephews, and descendants.

Although the lowest cultivation among them was only the fifth level of the Emperor Realm.

And the only two supreme beings in the sect, Ye Ming and Ye Tang, poured countless efforts into him.

He couldn't imagine that one day, they would die in front of him one after another.

However, there are some things that you can't escape even if you don't say it.

"We're ...... this time It's a red sign. ”

"What?"

"Red Sign!"

"How so?"

Several disciples in the room seemed to have suddenly lost all their strength and sat down on the ground.

"Oh my God, this is going to kill us!"

"There are still 20 junior brothers and sisters among us who are not even Venerable, and sending us to spy on information is not child's play?"

"Don't think about it, three black signs in a row, and this time red signs, someone is deliberately targeting us!"

"It must have been instigated behind the Golden Spirit Temple, after all, they know the Tang Miao Dao Saint!"

"That's right, they have 10,000 ways to kill us......"

The disciples were angry and sad, and they couldn't accept this outcome at all.

Ye Ming and Ye Tang's performance was much better than others.

After three seconds of astonishment and unwillingness, he quickly calmed down.

Ye Ming said in a deep voice: "For today's plan, the only way to survive as much as possible!" ”

"It's not without tactics to go to the front line to spy on intelligence, we can consider passively carrying out orders and not approaching the camp on the other side of the Heavenly Palace."

"It's useless."

Microbalance shook his head.

"After receiving the red sign, Ming Yatian can also know our location at any time in the rear."

"Once the miller is discovered, he will be executed when he returns."

Ye Tang pursed his lips, and then lowered his voice.

"Then let's go to the Howling Domain."

"On the way to spy on the way, just leave this damn Mingzai Domain, as long as you enter there, you will have a way to live!"

"It's not going to work either."

Microbalance shook his head again.

"Mingyatian will hunt us down, and when we don't reach the Howling Domain, we will be killed completely."

"If it weren't for this, I would have taken you there a long time ago, you know......"

He sighed lightly, his gaze hardened.

"That's it, we've reached the end of this mountain, and we can only count on that person."

With that, his gaze swept over every disciple present.

"Each of you leaves 35 hairs, or 35 drops of blood, for each of you to be kept by someone else."

"Huh?"

All the disciples expressed their puzzlement.

"Master, what does this mean?"

"Yes, Master, is this any use?"

"You're a bit of a god, could it be that you can do witchcraft?"

Weiheng Daozun smiled slightly.

"This is a chance to save everyone, and you just do it."

When everyone had 35 other people's hairs or drops of blood, Microbalance breathed a sigh of relief.

"In the future, if any of you are lucky enough to survive this battle and leave the Mingzai Domain alive, remember to go to the Flying Immortal Gate."

"Flying Immortal Gate?"

The disciples were shocked.

"You're talking about that Flying Immortal Gate in the Howling Domain?"

Since the previous battle of the Rouyue Leader, the Flying Immortal Gate is now very well-known in the entire Yuan Immortal Realm.

Jiang Cheng's name made countless immortals thunderous.

However, for these disciples in the field, it was like a legendary sect, and it was too far away from them.

"Yes."

Microbalance smiled and nodded.

"It's the Flying Immortal Gate that shocked the entire Yuan Immortal Realm."

There was a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

"When I got there, I said that I wanted to see Master Jiang, and then handed over this thing, and he would naturally understand everything."

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