Chapter 157: The End of the Storm (2)

The two were silent for a while, and the old man saw the snow falling, and said lightly: "Isn't there any news about the little apprentice you newly accepted?"

"Nope. "Step by step, "Fei'er has always been smart, if nothing happened, he would have found an opportunity to return to the sect a long time ago, and he has not returned in the past four years, which shows that most of them are more than lucky." ”

Bu Zhuowei sighed lightly: "I am also to blame for this." When he was eradicated from a major disaster, he thought that the Divine Sword Sect in Vietnam could be dominated, and there was no opponent to speak of, so he did not send the Yuan Infant Senior Brother to escort him back to the Sect; ”

"Oh, the old man has been in retreat for more than 100 years, and he has missed what you call a rare genius for a thousand years, but if it is really as you said, it would be a pity; The old man walked on crutches, "For today's plan, on the one hand, we must host the war well, and on the other hand, we will expand the number of disciples, although the role played by the juniors in the war is minimal, but the role played by the development of the sect is unimaginable! If there is no new blood pouring into the Divine Sword Sect, then after a thousand years, you and I will all die, who will the huge Divine Sword Sect rely on to support it?"

"When the time comes, the Divine Sword Sect will be self-defeating and will naturally disappear. ”

"What Uncle Shi said is very true, the disciple is taught. Bu Zhuowei pondered for a long time and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

He hadn't thought about these problems, but on the one hand, he had to preside over the battle of the ruins, and on the other hand, he had to find a way to break the current disadvantage of the Divine Sword Sect, and it was really powerless to be distracted to recruit disciples.

After all, it's not a demon cultivator, not to mention how time-consuming and laborious it is to forcibly recruit disciples, even if it is forcibly recruited and makes them resentful, it will be more than worth the loss.

Sometimes, Bu Zhuowei really hopes to transform his sect into a demon sect, if it is a demon sect, he can also be ruthless to himself, and fight violence with violence, it must be a lot more comfortable, right?

The cold wind whistled by, and Bu Zhuowei remembered Han Lanfei, the only apprentice in this life, but unfortunately, let the snow fall, but people will never return

Tianyin Mountain.

Tianyin Mountain is an ordinary mountain range in the south of Yue country, the terrain is steep but not dangerous, the trees are dense and there are no towering trees, the flowers bloom all over the field but there are no precious flowers; ordinary and plain.

And it is such an ordinary mountain and river, but today, the three major forces of Central Continent have collided together: Phantom Valley, Santian Sect, and Haoran Sect.

The major monks of the three factions are not there, and they are led by the monks of the late Yuan Infant period, two monks of the early and middle Yuan Infant periods, and the rest are minor repairs in the Ning Dan period and the foundation building period.

The leader of the Phantom Valley is a beautiful woman, about thirty years old, in the age of infinite charm, and she is fully familiar.

The eyes are like dripping water, implying autumn waves, holding a half-meter-long willow branch in his hand, the willow branch is yellow, the branches and leaves are green, there are light waves lingering between every move, and a faint fluorescence surrounds the soul of this woman, increasing its charm, and it looks more charming.

The clothes were also extremely naked, and after the foundation building period and even the Ning Dan period of the Haoran Sect and the Santian Sect, they couldn't help but think about it for a while, their faces were as red as a tide, and they couldn't take their eyes off.

The late Yuanying monk who led the two sects snorted coldly, and only then did he pull everyone's souls back, and the late Yuanying monk of Haoran Sect said: "Senior Sister Yi, I haven't seen you for many years, and my cultivation has not grown, but my ability to seduce people has improved a lot. A dignified and upright monk, not doing his job, but learning the magic of the evil and foreign ways! Senior Sister Yi, you are ashamed of your brother!"

"How can it be compared to Senior Brother Tianjianzi, Senior Brother took a risk to break through to the realm of Great Cultivators a few years ago, refining the Demon Dao Forbidden Technique 'Blood Drops', thus killing the people of Liang Kingdom!

"You! blood spurts!" Kenko was hit in the soft underbelly that day, and he was annoyed and angry.

If it weren't for the sneak attack of the people of the Phantom Valley that day, he would have been a great monk standing at the top of the Central Continent, how could he have done this kind of thing of leading the team again!

This stinky woman in the Phantom Valley is really hateful! Bad things for others, not ashamed, but proud, really a moth of decent monks in the Middle Continent!

"Whether it's a bloody mouth or not, the senior brother himself knows best. I only hope that Senior Brother will practice weekdays, but don't rest and sleep, otherwise, if the souls of hundreds of thousands of people fall into your dreams, Rao is Senior Brother is ability, and there is nothing he can do in his dreams. Yi Feng covered his mouth and smiled, "If Senior Brother dies in a dream because of this, then he will become the laughing stock of Zhongzhou for thousands of years!"

Tian Jianzi snorted coldly, holding back his anger, if he made a move at this moment, then he would let the Santian faction pick up a bargain and let him sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight!

Sure enough, the Demon Slayer Daoist of the Scattered Heaven Sect was looking at the two of them with a smile on his face, and he didn't open his mouth to greet and talk, just watching jokes, trying his best to reduce his sense of existence.

Tian Jianzi snorted coldly and said, "Senior Sister Yi will also take advantage of some tongues at this time, before he is ruined, he will definitely give you an unforgettable lesson, so that you can change from that fake swan to a real sparrow!"

After saying that, he beckoned the disciples in the sect and prepared to say goodbye and leave.

But he didn't take two steps, and he was stopped by the demon slayer Taoist who had been watching the joke: "Wait!

Tian Jianzi turned his head and barely squeezed out a smile: "What advice does senior brother have?"

The Haoran Sect and the Santian Sect used to be a united front sect, and the two Yuan Infant Monks had a conversation a long time ago. Of course, after the incident of the Imperial Beast Sect that day, there was no communication, and now he has become a passerby, but the fact that he once had a friendship cannot be annihilated.

The Demon Slayer Daoist spoke: "It's not a big deal to say for my brother. I just want to ask, is what Senior Sister Yi said right or wrong, Senior Brother, did you really slaughter the people of a city in order to break through the Great Cultivator?"

Tian Jianzi's smile suddenly faded, and his face turned cold: "Senior brother is questioning me?"

"It's not a question, it's just an inquiry. The Demon Slayer Daoist smiled, "So, is the junior brother admitting what he did that day?"

Tian Jianzi sneered at the Demon Slayer Daoist and Yi Feng, and said disdainfully: "What a pair of adulterers! I didn't expect the Scattered Heaven Sect to hook up with the Phantom Valley, ignoring the grievances of the ancestors of the sect, and doing such a reckless thing!

The Demon Slayer Daoist narrowed his eyes, and the cold light burst out: "Senior Brother Tianjianzi, the pill can be eaten indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!"

"Hmph! This seat is weak today, so I won't argue with you!" Tian Jianzi felt bad, and when he saw the two who were about to move, he retreated.