Mu Qiubai's silence revealed his doubts about Shangguan Junze, and Shangguan Junze continued: "As Yuan Yan's father, Butterfly Dance can't be buried alone. Yu Zhongzong's reputation is unfavorable, and Yu Yuanyan's life is uneasy. He is dispelling his doubts and cultivating what Zhang Yuanyan said lightly, at this moment of reform, Zhongzong will have a chance to break away from the Dark Flower Stream, and the sect leader will not allow this to happen, Shangguan Junze means to be worthy of **. Although Zhang Shaoying's two celebrities are not jealous, Zhang Shaoying also has to treat Liu Yan as a wife and Ji Lingshuang as a so-called flat wife on the account of Xiaoyao City. It is reasonable for Zhang Shaoying to take marriage as a child's play, even if it is nominal. Zhang Shaoying's break with Ji Lingshuang has caused dissatisfaction among the Zongheng faction, and today's comfort is just the result of the Zongheng faction's deliberate suppression. Once Zhang Shaoying becomes an outcast, the Zongheng faction will not hesitate to give up on him. Shangguan Junze will not understand that Zhang Shaoying is cautious and polite, and will never leave a handle for the Zongheng faction at this critical moment.

Mu Qiubai asked: "Is there a sectarian consciousness in the sect master's heart?" Shangguan Junze's eyes lit up, and he responded: "Are you blaming me for taking care of the consciousness of the Shangguan family and being weak in the Immortal Flower Stream?" This kind of knowingly asked, instigating and repeatedly saying that Mu Qiubai is becoming more and more unwelcome, how can the timeliness be convenient under the red tape? Mu Qiubai responded: "Sectarian consciousness is everyone's responsibility, and the Zhongzong is still a part of the Immortal Flower Stream. The entire Stygian Flower Flow is not in the eyes of the Zongheng faction, even if Your Excellency sees it?" Shangguan Junze said coldly: "So you want to purge me as a conservative?" Mu Qiubai should not, and said, "Does the sect leader promise you to leave?" Shangguan Junze frowned coldly, Mu Qiubai was really different from a few years ago, and he could actually guess such a private matter. Shangguan Junze said: "Yes, the condition is to make every effort to help the Stygian Flower Flow reform." The Shangguan family is not ungrateful, and will still be a subordinate of the Stygian Flower Stream in the future, continuing to be the subordinate of the three generations of sect leaders. Mu Qiubai sneered secretly, everyone would say in these superficial articles, would Zhongzong dare to slaughter the disciples of the Stygian Flower Stream? That would attract the hearts of the entire Stygian Flower Stream. While the two were talking, Mu Qiubai's deputy envoy Shogunate ordered Shining Ling to send a message from the Martial Arts Alliance, and the Immortal Flower Flow Elders' House sent Ling Xiao, Xianjian, and Hu Zhao to enter the country secretly, and it was less than four hundred miles away from Yuntai Town.

It's finally here, it's the most suitable time for this, Mu Qiubai thought to himself. Great Elder Ling Wenjun passed away, Ling Xiao was his eldest apprentice, and the position of Great Elder belonged to him. Immortal Weng's eldest disciple Xianjian Mu Qiubai is quite familiar with him, and he has won the true legend of Xianweng, and Hu Zhao is the husband of the master of the sect, and he is the leader in the back wave in the Dark Flower Stream. There were one hundred and nine people in this group, and in fact, Mu Qiubai knew about it as early as when they were still at sea. The stakes are high, and the House of Elders sent three newcomers to make it clear what it meant. Mu Qiubai did not hide it, and Shangguan Juze was also shocked when he saw it. He traveled all the way across the ocean, and everywhere he went, there would be a nether staff to receive them, and the people who received them were all capable and guarded, compared with the general altar, these netherworld personnel seemed to be reborn and full of vitality. Until this moment, Shangguan Jun Zefang put his mind at ease, the trend of reform of the Dark Flower Flow was unstoppable, what kind of person was the flower tassel? What kind of person is the sect leader? It was more than half a year after the death of the Ice Immortal that the Elders' House realized that something was wrong, how could such a slow statute of limitations be used to cope with the current complicated situation?

Shangguan Junze asked, "Are these people you want to get rid of?" Mu Qiubai said: "People's hearts are all flesh and blood, and if you slaughter the same sect today, he will still be able to take charge of the Dark Flower Flow in the future! Killing is just a strong declaration, and it is never the best way to solve the problem." Shangguan Junze said: "So you don't plan to see them?" Shangguan Junze's questioning seemed to be unintentional, but in fact he had been tempting, and all the sect masters of the Stygian Flower Flow must have said it all. Mu Qiubai responded: "What the sect master can confirm is that people will not see you either." Shangguan Junze said: "I'll meet him in person." Mu Qiubai said: "This martial arts has changed, and the ranking of seniority is only based on etiquette and reason, and any strength will be suppressed by the truth." Shangguan Junze said: "The old man is not stubborn, but killing his fellow disciples is not the way of justice." Mu Qiubai said: "The past is only respected by the sect master. Shangguan Junze sighed secretly, once a person plays power, it is really terrible. Put all the blame on the sect leader, it would be good if she could be in charge for another ten years, no matter how much the Shadow Flower Flow was, she would not be stupid enough to topple the sect leader's platform, and the sect leader has absolute authority, how can it be so easy to deal with.

Hundreds of miles away, on the official road, a group of businessmen dressed as a convoy of about 100 people, including more than 30 riders, are rushing back and forth. There are more of these horse teams on the official road, but compared to these spy secret posts of the various sects, it is easy to identify this kind of person. The spies could even tell that these people were piling up more and more wagons along the way in order to have a comfortable time on the road. If this is a real caravan, it will have to be dismantled by the habitual bandits in less than three hours. This line was the convoy led by Ling Xiao, he was in the center, the fairy sword was in the front, and Hu Zhao was in the back. This is the first time that a group of people have set foot in Middle-earth, although they have been familiar with the geographical scriptures of the Song Dynasty since childhood, and understand the customs and culture of various regions, but the real feeling is different. This has always existed in the imagination of the Central Plains land, they finally set foot in, compared to the year-round snow of Changbai Mountain, here is simply a fairyland on earth, Gaoli is more expansive, the place where Chinese civilization reproduces. Therefore, along the way, everyone kept searching around, like children who had never seen the world. Great Elder Ling Wenjun confessed to Ling Xiao before he died, that secret he would not be able to tell until he died, and he would also commit suicide and martyrdom when everything was done.

Today, he cannot have the slightest soft-heartedness, nor can he tolerate the slightest flaw. They can clearly know where Mu Qiubai is, and he also knows where he is. Xianjian and Hu Zhao were already at odds, and they both wanted to suppress each other in the family, fighting openly and secretly. The terrain here is in the mountains, who could it be? Ling Xiao waited for a long time with such doubts. In the evening, the group rested in the mountains, and tonight it was Ling Xiao's turn to keep vigil. Before leaving, the elders told them many times that the martial arts competition in the Song Realm was extremely fierce and should not be taken lightly, and more than 100 people were easily eaten. The purpose of their trip was very simple, to use their group of people to test the depth of Mu Qiubai. Just after the hour, there was a sound of rapid footsteps all around, and there was a group of people coming, with extreme figures, just listening to the sound of the wind, you can know that there is no doubt about the master. Ling Xiao shouted, called out to his companions, and drew his sword to step forward to intercept him. The group of people who came walked quickly, and Ling Xiao and his party rested in a calm place, although it was conducive to defense, it was also conducive to the opponent's attack. As soon as they fought each other, they were attacked by the other party, and the fit between the true qi was difficult to see at night, and it could only be relied on by its rumors. The disciples of the House of Elders suffered losses here, they were conceited of their martial arts background, and they had absolute self-confidence, but what they encountered in this fight was something they had never experienced. At this moment, more than ten disciples of the House of Elders fell to the ground, and the fall of their companions was the biggest whip to the disciples of the House of Elders. They are as high as the rest of the world in the face of their lives, and they easily fall more than a dozen people, making them realize what they have encountered.

These one hundred and nine people are the elite selected by the House of Elders, and if there is oppression, there will be resistance, and their roots are basically strong. They didn't know how to join the formation, Ling Xiao quickly organized the manpower to hold together, and the formation forced the people out together. At this time, with a faint firelight, everyone could see clearly, there were not many of these people, it seemed that there were twenty or thirty people, six points of ruthlessness, four points of stability, and the number of martial arts roads was chaotic, all of them were masters of night attacks. The posture of the listening Quartet maintained an offensive posture at any time, but the group was wearing night clothes and couldn't tell who it was. Although Hu Zhao was forty-three years old, his mind was deep, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who sent you?" One of the sneak attackers asked his companion puzzled: "We are here to kill people, he even wants to know who sent us? Do you want to tell him?" The companion replied helplessly: "How have you become like that madman!" The voice was a woman, and her words were full of helplessness and sighs. The man smiled and sighed, "Then what are you waiting for?" Ling Xiao took a closer look, and there were thirty-two people in the group, all of whom were undoubtedly killers, and they seemed to be related to the black list.

Once the disciples of the House of Elders formed a formation, it would be difficult for these twenty or thirty people to break through easily. It's just that these people's formation changes are really skillful and have an excellent foundation, but unfortunately there are too many flaws, so it is easy to deal with. After a brief encounter, the raid killers once again gained the upper hand, and the casualties among the disciples of the House of Elders began to increase. Their proud martial arts seem to be ineffective in front of these raiders, and no one has direct contact with you, only looking for your flaws and directions, and some of them can't even be accurately distinguished by the disciples of the Elders' House themselves. With such a meticulous and fleeting flaw, the disciples of the House of Elders had never encountered such an opponent. They don't lack tacit understanding in the art of the game, and they can fit the flaws in the formation little by little, but it takes time. As more than 30 people fell, the disciples of the House of Elders began to realize that the complexity and vigor of the killer's use of internal strength was beyond their reach, and the strength of the opponent's martial arts exceeded them, and at this time they had fallen and killed more than ten people. Such an offensive made Xianjian and Hu Zhao's usual arrogance greatly frustrated, and the two rushed to Ling Xiao's side, and Xianjian hurriedly said: "You have to think of withdrawing!" Ling Xiao shook his head and said in a deep voice: "People won't give you a chance, only fight to the death." Hu Zhao said: "Are we going to annihilate the whole army here?" Ling Xiao glanced at the two of them and said, "Let's go, do we have a chance, let's go?" Leaving his subordinates to flee alone can certainly save his life, but this is a great shame for the elder disciples and the Stygian Flower Stream, except for the earth-shattering battles of the Hades King Battle, no one has ever been able to beat more than a hundred elder disciples to the point of being powerless, and the Stygian Flower Stream has never had it since the opening of the Stygian Flower Stream.