At the beginning, everyone was always worried because they didn't know when those monsters hidden in the unknown place would appear and poison the world. But as time gradually lengthened, everyone couldn't help but wonder if the things wrapped in the black slime really escaped? So why is it that after three years, there is nothing unusual?

Even the monks who had seen those monsters wrapped in black slime were a little skeptical that they had been dazzled at the beginning. Could it be that they are making too much of a fuss? Could it be that the black slime is already their ultimate attack?

There are not a few people who have such a fluke idea, to put it bluntly, if they can really live in peace, who will miss fighting? But there are also more people who are becoming more vigilant, because the longer they are dormant, the greater the plans of those monsters.

And after three years of calm, those unknown monsters finally moved.

"Da Da Da!"

A rush of footsteps sounded in Penglai Pavilion. The Penglai Pavilion monk, who was specially responsible for monitoring the mouth, had a solemn face at this moment, holding a small bamboo tube in both hands, and quickly rushed to the place where the Penglai Pavilion master lived.

The Penglai Pavilion disciples who saw him along the way seemed to realize something, and they all stopped, their eyes fixed on him. But until they figure out what's going on, they don't act rashly. But at this time, everyone has a faint prediction in their hearts, that is, the current peaceful life will not continue.

"Pavilion Master, something happened in the southwest."

The fingers of the Penglai Pavilion Master trembled slightly, and he raised his hand slightly, and the small bamboo tube came to his hand, and after opening it, he consulted the relevant information inside, and the expression on his face instantly became solemn.

Immediately summoned the other elders of Penglai Pavilion.

"Something happened to the monitoring port set up by Wudao Peak in the 'Delusional Small World'."

Bo Shuangqing and Zhuang Hanshan stared at the blood-drenched scene among the crowd, and couldn't help frowning. Three years have passed, and still can't avoid the situation of war with that monster?

But that's fine, at least they don't have to wait for them to suddenly rush out and mess up the world.

The picture in the water mirror was extremely tragic, although those disciples in the costumes of the Bladeless Peak struggled to resist the fight, but those black humanoid objects moved their fingers slightly, and they were killed. If they all have the same way of attacking, they can find common ground. But weird is weird in those black humanoid objects use different attack methods, some people seem to be good at using swords, some people are good at using knives, and some people are good at using formations, so it seems that those black humanoid objects not only look like people on the outside, but also on the inside?

Maybe that's right.

After all, no one can figure out what it is.

"What is the plan of the Sect Master of Bladeless Peak? Are you going to solve it yourself, or are you going to let our respective disciples go and get a piece of the pie? ”

"And a piece of the pie, is this a good thing? But if a disciple goes out, there will inevitably be some damage. I can't bear it. ”

It was an elder who was usually extremely strict with his disciples. The surname is Mo. This Elder Mo is a typical kind of ruthless and soft-hearted. Usually, the disciples are trained to die and live, but if they are really in danger, this Elder Mo is the first to disagree.

He felt his heart tremble just by looking at the blood-flowing scene at this moment, it wasn't that Elder Mo himself was afraid. He was just worried about those disciples who were not deeply involved in the world. How old are they? It is the time when you should live happily under the protection of the division commander. Instead of being sent to battle now.

Zhuang Hanshan reminded Elder Mo.

"If this was before, you would have loved them a little, but when is it now? A change in the world has taken place, and if you don't keep up with it, you will be abandoned. Do you want your disciples to fall behind everywhere? ”

"I ......"

"Even if you want to, you asked your disciples, do they want to?"

Elder Mo was speechless, and only after a while did he speak lonely.

"Those little bunnies can't wait to go to the battlefield now, how do they know that the sky is high and the earth is thick?"

The other elders couldn't help but be silent when they heard this, they were all disciples who had been raised by themselves, who would bear to watch them go to death? Cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. They can now live a peaceful life under the protection of the division commander, but no one knows how strong those black humanoid monsters are. What if you can't even beat these old things? This was not alarmist, as they saw an Elder of the Bladeless Peak die at the hands of those black humanoids after only three moves.

That person has already cultivated the third stage of sword intent!

After calming down, Elder Mo also knew that he was hypocritical just now, and he was a little embarrassed, but the surrounding elders were considerate and did not expose it, and everyone re-turned the topic to whether to let the disciples go to support.

"This news came from Bladeless Peak. If you don't want us to get involved, you won't tell us the news, so my opinion is that the children should be allowed to grow up, and when the children grow up, they must be allowed to spread their wings and fly, and what does it look like to always shrink in the bird's nest? ”

"That's what I said, but what about the disciples who are doing it?"

"I can't guarantee anything else, but the person who led the team this time really got her, right?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Hey, you old thing pretending not to know anything! I don't believe you, I don't know who I'm talking about. ”

"Will you let that kid lead the way? Hanshan, don't you still have a terrible apprentice? Can't you let Yongan take it with you? It has to be a mayfly? ”

Zhuang Hanshan looked up at the person who was asking, there seemed to be no emotion in those cold eyes, but it made the person who spoke feel cold.

Well, he's actually making a suggestion, and he doesn't have to do it. Didn't he think that now was a special moment, after the mayfly appeared, how should the Shanghuan Sect explain it?

"I think so. Yongan also suggested letting his master lead the team. ”

The progress of Yong'an in the past three years is obvious to all, and to be honest, they all have a little doubt that their cultivation over the years has not been of any use. The feeling of watching a peerless genius speeding forward by his side is very complicated. They are old things who are ashamed of themselves.

But one thing is for sure, the practice of immortality is not the same as that of most monks. There is no reference for other disciples, after all, not everyone can achieve the Thunderless Tribulation Advancement.

In the past three years, Yong'an's cultivation has also relied more on his own travels.

(End of chapter)