The little turtle glared at the ancestor of Fanmo, and said faintly: "You are quite thoughtful for the sect! Then tell me, if you really want to attack the Canghai Sect, where should you start? How to fight, who to send to fight?"

In the face of the little turtle's successive questions, the ancestor of Fanmo suddenly panicked, and immediately realized the dissatisfaction of the little turtle, and hurriedly knelt on the ground with a crawl, and said prostrately: "The disciple lost his word, the disciple deserves death, please punish the ancestor!" The disciple just wants to revitalize the sect, and has no other intentions, ancestor, spare your life!"

The little turtle glanced at Fan Mo Ancestor lightly, breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "You will say that I will be punished, and then you will say that I will spare my life, then, do you want to die, or do you not want to die? Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Fan Mo Ancestor only felt a sudden coldness on his body, and when he was about to run his cultivation to resist, he suddenly found that most of his body was unable to move, and it was completely frozen. Frightened, the soul of the ancestor of Fanmo flew out of the sky, and he quickly kowtowed vigorously to make amends: "Ancestor, the disciple is wrong, please punish him! The disciple deserves to die for his crimes, and interferes in the major affairs of the sect, please ......."

"Come on, it's all these two sentences, don't you bother! Hmph...... Boring!" The little turtle interrupted him directly, and then the little paw lightly touched him, and immediately, the originally frozen body of the Fan Mo Ancestor instantly regained its freedom. "I'll tell you, Fanmo, you're a bad person, hey...... You know, sir, I'm really not so familiar with you now, don't say some things casually, you know?"

The ancestor of Fanmo was stunned for a moment, and then nodded vigorously as if pounding garlic, clenched his fists and said: "Yes, yes, the disciple will abide by the decree of the ancestor, and he will never dare to disobey half a point......

"Isn't it again...... Hey, forget it, but you said that you would attack the Canghai Sect first, but I would like to hear it! Give you a chance to explain things clearly, and it will save the ancestor from misunderstanding you, right?" The little turtle stopped his routine words again and again, changed the topic, and prompted.

When the Fan Mo Ancestor heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, and immediately stood up respectfully, then clasped his fists and said: "Ancestor, in fact, this matter is also very simple! Now, there are only four sects bordering my Donglai Sect: Canghai Sect, Blood Demon Sect, Tianluo Sect, and Snow Maiden Palace. The Blood Demon Sect and my Donglai Sect have been friendly for generations, so it is naturally impossible to do anything to them, the Snow Maiden Palace and my Donglai Sect are in-laws, and naturally they will not do it, and the Tianluo Sect is close to the Xuantian Sect, and the disciple feels that we should accumulate strength first and not directly confront the Xuantian Sect, so it is naturally not good to send troops to the Tianluo Sect. Then the only choice is naturally the Canghai Sect!

If we take the Canghai Sect, my Donglai Sect will start from the Snow Mountain in the north and reach the Tongtian Sea in the south, with a vast territory and stretching for thousands of miles, even if the Xuantian Sect sees it, we will have to be courteous for three points! Moreover, if we take the Canghai Sect, we can join forces with the Blood Demon Sect and attack the Cold Ice Sect from the east, north, and south at the same time in one fell swoop, and the whole world will be determined; if we retreat, we can join hands with the Blood Demon Sect to defend it, and no one will dare to attack!" said the Fan Mo Ancestor, and waved his hand a little excitedly.

The little turtle nodded thoughtfully, glanced at the ancestor of Fanmo with great meaning, and said: "You are playing a good trick, but the ancestor is curious, you are such a powerful person, why didn't you bring the Motu Sect strong, and finally lived in this barren land in the southeast, if it weren't for the ancestor and I came, I'm afraid that no one would know if you died of old age!"

After hearing this, the old ancestor of Fanmo suddenly turned red, and only after a while did he bow deeply to the little turtle with his fists, and said: "The reason why the disciple is depressed is precisely because his own strength is limited, and his heart is more than enough but his strength is insufficient, let the ancestor laugh and laugh! Hahaha! No matter how clever the strategy is, it must have the strength to match it, otherwise it can only be just talk on paper! Thank you God, let the disciple meet the ancestor, the disciple will definitely do his best to help the ancestor dominate the Xuantian Continent! The strength of the ancestor is monstrous, unparalleled in the world, it is ......."

The little turtle was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly waved his little paw and interrupted: "Stop, stop, it's starting again, you...... Shut up for me! Really, although I am very good, sir, I can't always boast like this, I will be proud, do you understand? Really! But what you said earlier is reasonable, without the strength to match it, everything can only be empty talk! Seeing that your analysis is very good, then tell me, should we attack now or wait for a slow attack?"

Old Ancestor Fanmo touched the long beard on his chin, nodded violently, and said: "Ancestor, according to the disciple's opinion, we should do this as soon as possible, otherwise, let other sects, especially the Xuantian Sect, know, I am afraid that they will take action to stop it, and even break out a duel between the two sects in advance!"

The little turtle nodded, turned to look at Ge Chenxian, who was following the second part of the expedition, and asked, "Little Gezi, what do you think?"

Ge Chenxian smiled slightly, closed the folding fan in his hand slightly, hugged his fists and bowed to the little turtle, and said: "Ancestor, what Ancestor Fanmo said is reasonable! It's just that the disciple feels that it is not appropriate to attack directly on a large scale, which will make other sects more vigilant and not conducive to our future actions! However, if we directly send an elite army, sneak in, and turn to act in secret...... It's a lot easier!"

Listening to Ge Chenxian's words, the little turtle suddenly felt that his eyes lit up, glanced at Ge Chenxian, blinked his eyes and asked curiously, "Really?"

The Fanmo Ancestor on the side nodded again and again after hearing Ge Chenxian's words, and couldn't help but glance at this young man who seemed to be only in the middle of Jindan's cultivation, and was a little curious about the identity of this young man, and seemed to remember something for a while, and said in surprise: "Chen Xian? Mo Fei, you are the youngest son of the sect master Ge of the Jiuding Sect, that Ge Chen Xian? hahaha, it's better to be famous than to meet, Gao, this move is high, the old man admires, admires!"

Ge Chenxian smiled slightly, and hurriedly returned the salute, although the two of them are about the same status now, but Ge Chenxian is only a Jindan period monk after all, and the other party is a mid-ancient realm monk, so the etiquette that should be there is still not something to be lost. Ge Chenxian also clenched his fists and said: "The ancestor has a unique strategy, and the younger generation is just a trick, a trick!"

"Hey, hey, I said that you two bastards, one old and one young, can you talk in a non-literary way! Really, I haven't read a book to bully the ancestor, can't I say such sour words? Really, no matter how good your strategy is, without the ancestor, can I do it? Really!" The little turtle glanced at the two of them with disdain, and looked back behind him with a proud face, his eyes were respectful, and his heart was so beautiful.

Just when the ancestor of Fanmo was still a little puzzled by the words of the little turtle, Ge Chenxian laughed and said: "It is an honor for the younger generation to coincide with the ancestor, hahaha, the younger generation still has some doubts and wants to ask the ancestor for you, I don't know if the ancestor can teach you a lesson or two?"

Fanmo Ancestor glanced at the little turtle in surprise, and found that it didn't seem to care about Ge Chenxian's problems at all, and even directly ignored it, asking Wang Xian to accompany him to inspect the sect, and walked away on his own. The ancestor of Fanmo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then he talked to Ge Chenxian one word at a time.

"Old Ancestor, you say, can this stinky boy of Ge Chenxian do it? I don't think that Fanmo Ancestor is not simple, after all, the other party is also an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, is it so easy to surrender sincerely?" As soon as he left here, Sikong Jun secretly asked the little turtle.

As if he hadn't heard, the little turtle listened directly to Wang Xian's introduction of the situation in the sect, and then said casually: "Hmm...... Not bad, not bad, no suspicion in employing people, no need to suspect people! Hahaha, everyone has to work hard! Wang Xian, Ancestor and I will leave it here, and the Motu Branch will be handed over to Fanmo and a few of your juniors, but I have to give my ancestor a snack, since I have chosen you, I will naturally trust you, don't let Ancestor and me down!"

When Wang Xian heard the little turtle's sudden words, he was immediately overjoyed and bowed to the little turtle with a fist: "Yes, the disciple must do his best, bow to his death, and never live up to the great trust of the ancestor!" And it can be seen that Wang Xian seems to be a lot more relaxed when the little turtle's words just fell.

"Well, okay, okay! Let's go, let's continue to see! Wang Xian, seeing you, reminds me of a person, do you know who it is?" The little turtle suddenly glanced at Wang Xian in front of him as if it were unfathomable, and said faintly.

"Disciple is stupid, please make it clear to the ancestor!" Wang Xian asked in surprise.

"Hahaha, who else can there be, naturally it is Ge Daoyi, the old man of the Jiuding Sect! It's just that Ge Daoyi has more courage and courage than you! After all, he is the sect master of the big sect, you have to learn, you know? Although the sect master of my Donglai Sect is Xiao Weizi, I think you still have the ability, if Wei Yuan breaks through one day, you still have a chance to choose the sect master of the Donglai Sect, do it well! Broaden your horizons, show your courage, and let everyone see your ability, you know?" The little turtle looked at Wang Xian meaningfully, and said with a touch of approval in his eyes.

Wang Xian's body shook suddenly, and he immediately knelt down with his fists folded in surprise and joy, and said respectfully: "Thank you, Ancestor, disciple...... The disciple must swear to serve the sect to the death, and he will never dare to live up to the high expectations of the sect and the ancestor!"

The little turtle smiled, showed a mysterious smile towards Sikong Jun and Wei Yuan on the side, and then waved his little paws and said, "Get up, let's go to the back mountain to have a look, I heard that there is an ancient teleportation array in the back mountain of the Motu Branch, I don't know if it's true?"

"Ancient Teleportation Array? Oh, yes, there is! I didn't expect you to know, Ancestor, Ancestor's eyes are like torches, and you really know everything well! Ancestor, fellow Daoists, please come with Wang!" When Wang Xian heard this, he immediately got up and led the way in front of him, and went straight to the back mountain.

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(To be continued)