"Sect Master, don't go."

A mournful roar resounded above the beautiful Pure Yang Peak.

On the top of the mountain, in a dilapidated hall, Chu Shen, who was wearing a simple Taoist robe, looked helplessly at Li Fatpang, the eldest disciple holding his thigh.

Although he had decided to dissolve the sect, seeing that the eldest disciple was so reluctant, Chu Shen was still very relieved in his heart.

Three years ago, Chu Shen crossed this realm and became the sect master of the Pure Yang Sect of the Fallen Dao Sect, after understanding the situation, Chu Shen decided to develop secretly, and then became a blockbuster.

Say it and you may not believe it.

His qualifications are mediocre, and he does not have the necessary golden finger of a traverser, he has been practicing hard for three years, from the fifth level of Qi training to the tenth level of Qi training, and at the same speed as this turtle, he was also shocked by the only five remaining disciples in the sect, and recognized him as the hope of the revival of the Pure Yang Sect.

Originally, Chu Shen thought that since he inherited the position of the sect master, and although the disciples were more mediocre, they all had light in their eyes and were diligent and hardworking, so it was not bad to practice slowly like this.

However, a demon clan Tianjiao fell in love with Pure Yang Peak, and planned to wash the Pure Yang Sect with blood and seize the ancestral land of the Pure Yang Dao, just a subordinate came, and he was already a great power to build a foundation, if it weren't for the Pure Yang Sect having a large array of protectors that could no longer be broken, it would have been destroyed by that person a long time ago.

But although the subordinate retreated, he would definitely make a comeback in the near future, and his strength would definitely be stronger than the previous subordinate, just with this broken Protector Sect Array, it was not enough for people to press with one hand.

In desperation, Chu Shen decided to disband the Pure Yang Sect and run away.

When the eldest disciple Li Fatpang heard this, he swayed his body of more than 200 catties, and he came violently, and knelt for him on the spot, so there is this scene now.

"Fat, the demon clan is coming, and there is really nothing I can do about it."

"The decline of the Dao Gate, this is fate, you have to admit it."

Chu Shen sighed and gently patted Li Fatpang's round head.

"No!"

"My monks, if you go against the sky, how can you be dominated by that bullshit fate?"

Li Chubby had red eyes, stared up at Chu Shen, and spoke stubbornly.

"You've beaten the foundation building power?"

Just this sentence almost made Li Fatpang's will collapse, he sniffed, rubbed his head on Chu Shen's robe, and still said stubbornly: "Sect Master, my generation of monks, even if you are in a desperate situation, you should also have the intention of being unyielding." ”

"If you are born as a person of the Pure Yang Sect, you will also become a ghost of the Pure Yang Sect when you die."

Chu Shen glanced at Li Chubby, and said faintly: "I heard that some demon clans can devour people's souls, and you may not even be able to do ghosts." ”

Li Chubby collapsed.

roared directly: "Even if he kills me and swallows my soul, it will be difficult to grind my mind and destroy my heart!" ”

"Pure Yang people, pure Yang souls, and pure Yang are all human beings!"

"Sect Master, if you want to dissolve the Pure Yang Sect, then first step over my fat corpse."

I'm tired......

The corners of Chu Shen's mouth twitched, and he looked at Li Chupang speechlessly.

What the hell...

It's been three years, and he hasn't even found out that this big disciple is such a dog? If you want to die, you have to pull him?

O rebel.

"And me."

"Count me in."

"I ......"

Just as Chu Shen wanted to kick Li Fatpang away, one voice after another sounded.

The second disciple Wei Qingyu, the third disciple Chen Hu, the fourth disciple Dugu Dao, and the fifth disciple Nie Qingshu appeared in the Pure Yang Main Hall in a blink of an eye, and they all knelt in front of Chu Shen, staring at Chu Shen stubbornly.

Seeing the posture of the five disciples, Chu Shen looked at the sky speechlessly.

This sect master, it shouldn't be! This group of criminals, one by one, wants him to be martyred for the Pure Yang Sect...

"From now on, this seat is no longer the sect master of the Pure Yang Sect, and the eldest disciple Li Fatpang will take over..."

Chu Shen's eyes lit up and he spoke slowly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the disciples.

"No, Sect Master, Senior Brother is not worthy!"

Second disciple Wei said softly.

"Yes, senior brother is not worthy!"

"Only a person as wise and martial as the sect master can lead my Pure Yang Sect and repeat the past glory of the Pure Yang Sect!"

The honest and honest third disciple Chen Hu said with his head bowed, and although the fourth disciple and the fifth disciple did not make a sound, they also agreed with each other.

"Sect Master, the disciple is indeed unworthy."

You're self-aware, you're slapping me in the face.

Chu Shen trembled with anger.

A bunch of scoundrels.

The ten-fold breath of Qi cultivation involuntarily came out, and the strong power made the dilapidated hall tremble slightly, and Li Fatpang and other disciples also felt great pressure, and they lowered their heads one by one and were silent.

"Bang...!"

Just as Chu Shen wanted to say something, a quaint bead suddenly fell from the dome of the main hall, bounced on the ground, and rolled down to Chu Shen's feet.

Because Li Fatpang and the others all lowered their heads, they didn't notice the appearance of this bead, but they heard the sound, but they thought it was made by Chu Shen under his anger, and they trembled one by one, and their heads became lower and lower, almost touching the ground.

Even so, they were still stubborn and silent, unwilling to let Chu Shen dissolve the Pure Yang Sect.

"Huh?"

Chu Shen's face was shocked, his spiritual power ran in his palm, and he grabbed it suddenly, and the ancient bead suddenly appeared in his palm, and he suddenly looked up at the dome of the Pure Yang Main Hall.

Only then did he realize that there was a groove in the center of the dome, and that the bead had obviously been embedded in the groove before, and that it had fallen after being shaken by his momentum.

Chu Shen spread out his palm, looked at the beads in his hand, the whole bead was no more than the size of a walnut, but it was engraved with mysterious lines, just glanced at it, Chu Shen felt as if his soul was about to sink into it.

"Could it be that this is the former Pure Yang Sect powerhouse left here?"

After pondering for a moment, Chu Shen's eyes flickered, he took a deep breath, used the power in his body, and poured into the mysterious bead in his hand.

He had a faint feeling that this bead might be extraordinary.

Here, but once the main hall of the Pure Yang Dao of the Daomen, who would be idle and would inlay a bead on the dome? This is not a mundane world, and it needs to be illuminated by the pearl of the night.

After a while, Chu Shen was shocked.

The speed at which this bead absorbed the aura was simply beyond his imagination, and in just a few breaths, the aura in his body was absorbed, and the whole person had a sense of powerlessness from prostration.

Immediately afterwards, there was a tingling pain in his palm, and when he looked down, Chu Shen found that this bead was actually sucking his own blood?

"Damn...!"

Chu Shen frantically shook it, trying to shake the bead away, but the bead seemed to be glued and stuck to his hand.

Just as Chu Shen was panicking, an idea came into Chu Shen's mind.

"Pure Yang Chaos Bead, internal pregnancy chaos, those who control it can enter and exit freely."

The panicked Chu Shen slowly calmed down, his expression moved slightly, staring at the beads in his hand, frowning and pondering.

It is said that back then, Lu Zu's natal dao weapon was called the Pure Yang Chaos Bead, but it stands to reason that Lu Zu had gone to the upper realm, shouldn't the natal dao weapon follow him?

What can be called a natal path device is closely related to itself, and once it is stripped off, it will be hit hard.

Could it be that Lu Zu calculated that the Pure Yang Sect had this catastrophe back then, and specially left this natal dao weapon?

Although he couldn't figure it out, Chu Shen was excited in his heart, he could feel that this Pure Yang Chaos Bead had recognized him as the master, that is, he could go to another chaotic world at any time.

It's a pity that he can't take people there, otherwise, he will directly take his five disciples to another world to survive, and wait until his cultivation is strong, and then come to revenge!

He didn't have anything else, but he was patient enough.

If you can't fight in one year, then ten years, ten years is not enough, then a hundred years, thousands of years, as long as you live, there is always hope to turn defeat into victory.

This is a plan to temporarily avoid the edge and hibernate in a roundabout way!

At the same time, the original primitive Pure Yang Chaos Bead was flickering with bursts of ghostly light at this moment, and the lines engraved on it seemed to be activated, intertwined and entangled, faintly turning into a vast and brilliant star map.

Before Chu Shen could make a move, the whole person had been sucked into the Pure Yang Chaos Bead.