Nanzong sensed that the Celestial Society was approaching much faster than the Western Sect contestants had imagined.

It's not that the contestants of the Western Sect are too rabble, nor is it that the contestants of the Southern Sect are really extraordinary, all because the ceremony venue of the Heavenly and Human Society is next to the Southern Sect.

Since the Shinto invasion, Nanzong has never seen such a large-scale activity of Shinto believers.

Hundreds of ordinary believers going out in groups were enough to make a force vigilant, and today, there were thousands of people who came to the side of the Southern Sect!

"Get out of the way! I want to see the master! I'm in a hurry! Get out of the way!" Outside the hall, someone was making a noise and came into the hall. The voice of the Southern Sect's disciples was mixed with the angry shouts of the visitors, disturbing the solemnity in the hall, and people couldn't help frowning slightly.

Almost as soon as the noise came, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open. The person who came almost rushed into the house, walked vigorously, and shouted to the person on the main seat, "Sect master! Hurry up and lead people to stop those evil believers on the other side! Otherwise, once the evil god comes, the Wu realm will be over!"

It wasn't until he finished shouting that he had the time to gauge who the people in the hall were sitting in the hall - most of them were new faces, and of course there were a few familiar ones, but ...... He had the impression that they were all inconspicuous monks.

"Don't worry, Great Elder, we are discussing this matter. He Pingshu sat on the main seat and looked at him calmly, "The battle is bound to go to war." ”

When the Great Elder of the Southern Sect heard this, he looked at He Pingshu's extremely calm gaze, and suddenly felt that he had nothing to say.

The Great Elder had always felt that he understood the truth of things and people, and he thought that so many years of betrayal and parting had allowed him to accept it with great ease. He even thought that he could take off the burden from his shoulders at any time and pass it on to the young and promising younger generations.

However, at this moment, he had to sadly admit that he was wrong.

He really thought that one day he would unload his burden, and someone would replace him to become the core of the Southern Sect and fight against the banner of Shinto believers, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly, so fast that he couldn't believe it and couldn't accept it.

Of course, the Great Elder thought about letting He Pingshu take over his burden and inherit the will of the Southern Sect, but not now.

In his vision, this should happen years or even decades later. That is, he may still be alive, but he is also nearing his life, and he can unload his burden without regret but with a clear conscience, and consider himself worthy of his responsibility, and perhaps he has died in battle, and he is glorious enough to live up to the Xuanmen inheritance like all his companions who have sacrificed.

But not now. It's not like this abruptly, unexpectedly losing power and status, frustratedly, like a loser, being a mascot.

The Great Elder looked at He Pingshu and everyone in this hall with a complicated expression. They are so young and so confident, as if this era should really change the flag, and the old man should quit and not deserve to go on.

"Great Elder, please be seated. He Pingshu didn't seem to understand his complicated feelings at all, and treated him as respectfully and politely as he did at the beginning, "Our plan is like this......"

"Just leave your things in Mingluan Valley and leave, and try not to conflict with the believers of the True Knowing Society if you meet them, understand?" Du Lan really looked at the contestants in front of him seriously.

"What is this for?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"The Celestial Society has already begun the Divine Descent Ritual, do you know?" asked Duran retorted.

"Didn't you say it two days ago, Wei Yucheng, didn't they all go to the Western Sect?" the man asked confusedly. Duran really gathered everyone to talk about it, so why did he ask him...... Oh! He suddenly realized, "This is to destroy the descent ceremony!"

Duran Zhen smiled and patted the man on the shoulder, "It's up to you, it's up to you how many points you can get." ”

Wei Yucheng and Zhu Qingxue have already left for Xizong, and at present, Du Lan is almost the same status in Huaicheng. Her behavior during this time also proved that her judgment was indeed trustworthy, so these people didn't ask much and went to collect things according to the list of materials that Du Lanzhen had explained.

Duran really looked at them in the distance, and then picked up the acquaintance charm that had been lit up in his hand.

Wei Yucheng came to the news that the enchantment could not be passed, and they could only watch from outside the enchantment; Xu Enchi came to the news that they had all been tricked by the Heavenly Society, but in fact, the real ceremony location was not in the Western Sect or in the Fuxiu Cliff, and they were now rushing to the Southern Sect......

Du Lanzhen pondered for a long time, and slowly said to the acquaintance: "If the momentum is unstoppable, go north, and someone will pick you up." ”

Outside the gate of the Southern Sect, countless people were ready to go, looking at the mountains in the distance with solemn expressions or resolute expressions.

"Today, we are not for fame and fortune, not for intrigue, this trip is to defend our Taoism and guard my homeland! The divine descent ceremony is at the door, and behind us are relatives and friends, parents and children, teachers and disciples, our roots! We have no way out!" He Pingshu emphasized to everyone in front of the team, "Go-we can't go, the enchantment has firmly locked us up." Are you really willing to give up your thoughts, your own Taoism, your culture and heritage, and wagging your tail at Shinto and begging for mercy?"

"The road we are going to take today has been walked by our ancestors a hundred years ago, and every step we take is soaked in the blood of our Xuanmen ancestors, who have carried us to this day!

He Pingshu stretched out his hand, clenched his fists and raised his arms high, raising his arms and shouting, "Enter my door, follow the clear light, Zong Wanshu, the only one is Xingxuan, and he will die without regrets!"

Almost as if they had discussed with him, the contestants raised their hands at the same time and shouted, "Follow Qingguang, Zong Wanshu, the only one is Xingxuan, and he will die without regrets!"

"Follow Qingguang, Zong Wanshu, the only one to Xingxuan, his nine deaths without regrets!"

Their expressions were so calm, but their eyes and voices were so firm and powerful.

Are they making a show?

Are they performing?

Are they completely hypocritical?

Maybe they can't tell it themselves. This world is so similar to the Wuwu Realm, and it is so different.

Of course, they knew that all this was fake, and of course the Xuanmen was strong and prosperous.

But if all of this is false, then what is true? They are real, so what are they doing in this world true or not?

Between fiction and reality, maybe only their feelings for Xuanmen are true.

The only thing that is certain is that they want to guard the Xuanmen, no matter where they are, whether they are real or false.

"Follow Qingguang, Zong Wanshu, the only one to Xingxuan, his nine deaths without regrets!"

At this moment, both the natives and the passers-by believe that at least at this moment, they are sincere.

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