Late at night, the faint starlight shone on Ning Hongyuan's face, looking so tired.

He stared blankly at the endless starry sky, and just like that.

"Is the human heart so hopeless?"

Late autumn has arrived, and at this time, the mountains and forests in the distance have been covered with a gray frost, and the biting cold wind is constantly whistling in the ears.

On such a cold and windy night, Ning Hongyuan should have stayed up late in the sword training room, but he came to the roof of the house in this secret room to listen to a group of sparrows chirping

Under the roof, of course, there was not a flock of sparrows, but a group of living people, who were some patriarchs and elders of the Divine Sword Sect.

"If he, Ning Hongyuan, has not passed the third stage of the sword test tomorrow, then let him leave our Divine Sword Sect! Don't think that being the son of the sect master can break the rules!" said an old man in a blue robe, standing on the stage, so calmly.

After finishing speaking, I saw him take a sip of tea gently, pretending to be calm and composed, but the teacup in front of him was full of his cold sweat, and when he picked up the teacup again, the teacup almost slipped out of his hand.

He knew very well in his heart that his act of secretly convening a meeting here was the following crime, and if this kind of action was discovered by the sect master, what price he would pay, because the identity of the object he wanted to criticize was not simple, but it was one of the two sons that Ning Yiwu relied on the most, the young sect master of the Divine Sword Sect, Ning Hongyuan.

Still, he still has to come, because it is in his family's interest.

His family was so large that he thought that the entire universe was born for his family, so he had to take a risk even if he committed such a crime.

He was the vice president in charge of the Divine Sword Sect Pill Guild, and Elder Zhao, who was secretly known as the "cold-faced snake".

Although he pretended to be calm, most of the others present were so nervous that this tension was written on their faces more intensely than at any other time, as if the most timid soldiers in the world went into battle and met a mouse, they would be terrified beyond recognition.

Because they all knew in their hearts that if such an act was discovered by Ning Yiwu, Ning Yiwu could completely destroy their clan.

It was a secret meeting, and the words of everyone present were very low, and most of them stared blankly, as if they had just woken up.

Most of them were scared, but they chose to come here because it was a matter of interest, of their family.

"That's it, Elder Zhu is right, this rule is the rule, no one can break the rules!" another old man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks echoed on the left side of the hall.

Ning Hongyuan on the roof closed his eyes tightly and listened word by word, and the whole person was like a rock that did not move like a mountain.

These harsh words pierced his heart like a sharp blade.

"How could this be?" Ning Hongyuan really couldn't understand how his failure to break through the martial realm could have evolved into such a situation, and these elders actually held a criticism meeting against themselves.

Nowadays, these rumors and rumors are still continuing, still stinging his heart, how can he endure others poking his backbone in the back like this? You must know that even if he was a young sect master back then, he also made a lot of contributions to the Divine Sword Sect, and the sweat and blood he paid for this identity were by no means comparable to those gentlemen.

However, Ning Hongyuan finally resisted the impulse in his heart, he knew that he should never appear in the field of vision of these elders at this time.

Endure what ordinary people can't endure, and become people who can't do what ordinary people can't.

These elders under the roof would never have thought that a secret meeting that they had so carefully planned had actually been clearly grasped by Ning Hongyuan.

Half an hour ago, Ning Hongyuan was already tired of hearing these words, and he had already been numb, but there was still an inexplicable sadness in his heart, and gradually, this sorrow gradually turned into a sense of loneliness, surging into his heart, and the whole person was cold.

Over the years, he thought that he had contributed to the Divine Sword Sect, set an example, and studied martial arts in a down-to-earth manner, but how could these elders in the sect do such disloyal and unrighteous things just because they failed to break through the martial realm once?

"I am a dignified young master, how can these people treat themselves like this? I have also made great contributions to the Divine Sword Sect! Why, why?"

He really couldn't understand what kind of undercurrent was surging behind his father's command of the Divine Sword Sect?

How did my father become the sect master of a generation? Why did almost one-fifth of the villains under his hands do this?

The hearts of these elders in the secret room are for the development of the Divine Sword Sect, or is there another purpose?

One question after another lingered in Ning Hongyuan's heart.

These things about power and conspiracy, involving deceit, in the past, Ning Hongyuan never asked about the martial arts realm of single-mindedly improving himself.

He wholeheartedly "holds the sword for the sake of the sword", breaks through the shackles of his own fate, and creates the glory of his own martial realm, how can he care about these trivial matters of the sect.

But this time, he had to ask, because, after all, his identity was the young sect master of the Divine Sword Sect, and after all, he had the will of the ancestors flowing in his body.

However, things were not as bad as he imagined, and he was pleased that many of the people who came to this meeting were elders who opposed his father's new policy, because his father's new policy touched the interests of their families, and none of the generals who stuck to their front-line posts attended this criticism meeting.

Thinking of this, Ning Hongyuan immediately transformed his thinking, and after sneering in his heart, he began to comfort himself: "As long as the military power of my Divine Sword Sect is still in my father's hands, you noble elders will not be able to jump!"

The most endearing thing about Ning Hongyuan is that he won't dwell on a matter for a long time, he is a young man who is very good at transforming his thinking.

The Divine Sword Sect is a force in this "Heavenly Domain" world, although it is named "Sect", it is actually a local independent armed regime, with complete military power, financial power, appointment and dismissal power, tax power, education right and a series of independent powers, but it must pay taxes to the central part of the Heavenly Domain every year.

Although the Divine Sword Sect has such power in the Heavenly Domain, it can be called a "country", but this is a matter that defies the world's condemnation in the Heavenly Domain, so even if the Divine Sword Sect has such power, it cannot be called the "Divine Sword Country", this is a special culture in the Heavenly Domain, not so much a culture, but a political rule.

In fact, in the final analysis, it is the difference between a name.

"Heavenly Domain" can actually be called "Tianxing Kingdom", which is the tip of the iceberg of the "Shenxia" Martial Realm plane, and the Divine Sword Sect is a drop in the ocean of the tip of this iceberg, and Ning Hongyuan is a drop in the ocean.

"Fortunately, there are no generals here who stick to the front line! they are all people who eat and wait for death!" Ning Hongyuan saw the true faces of these people clearly, and said with emotion in his heart.

This is the most gratifying thing for him, as long as the generals of the Divine Sword Sect don't follow suit, his father and eldest brother will be invincible, and these people under his feet are guilty of the following crimes.

At this time, the rumors in the secret room continued, sentence after sentence.

Ning Hongyuan couldn't hear what they were saying clearly, only a swarm of flies buzzing in his ears.

You may think it's funny that the dignified Young Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect would be treated like this by an elder, but that's the case.

Since ancient times, troubled times have been like this, people can even kill their fathers for the sake of interests and power in their hands, not to mention the young suzerain who criticizes the forces of one side, human beings are used to infighting, not unity, unity is one of the signs of civilization evolution, but the world in which Ning Hongyuan lives is not civilized.

This meeting was extremely secret, so secret that the whole secret room was impermeable, the dim light, the atmosphere of deathly silence, the whole secret room was like a prison for death row prisoners.

What kind of conspiracy is behind this?

What kind of forces are behind these elders who dare to hold such a secret criticism meeting?

Without the support of external forces, how could these elders dare to commit such a crime?

As the criticism continued, Ning Hongyuan thought more and more.

However, he still can't figure out all this.

The flies were still buzzing, and Ning Hongyuan simply condensed the true yuan to block his hearing.