Chen Yuan jumped down from the high stone.

This towering stone platform is located not far from the mountain gate, which is suitable for reconnoitering the outside world, and there is also a stronghold built by Ying Tianzong on it.

Of course, the task of investigation does not need Chen Yuan to do it personally, and the reason why he appeared here was just to seek peace of mind.

The light blue magic circle light curtain gives people enough security, and looking out through this light curtain, the world becomes a little weird.

The good news is that the enemy outside the mountain gate is still very peaceful.

This short period of routine patrol time is a rare pastime for Chen Yuan, he has to rush to the council hall now, and after a while, there is still a meeting of material quotas waiting for Chen Yuan to preside.

When he arrived at the door of the council hall, Chen Yuan's expression moved, and he stopped abruptly.

He heard faintly the sound of a quarrel coming from the temple.

"No, I have to explain the situation to Chen Yuan today, it's just waiting for death to drag it out like this. ”

A rough voice said, Chen Yuan heard that this person was Wen Xiannian, who he had appointed to take over the position of the master of the Hidden Star Pavilion.

"Why is it not big or small, Chen Yuan is your name, you have to call him the sect master now!"

Another familiar voice scolded, this person is Ling Daozun, he also stayed in Lian Tianfeng after the change of the succession ceremony, and now he is helping Chen Yuan with his staff.

With just this title, you can hear the prestige of Chen Yuan, the new sect master, within the sect.

I only heard Ling Daozun continue: "Sect Master, his pressure is already great enough, what is the use of what you said besides increasing your troubles?"

"It's better to do your own job well and see if you can squeeze out more spirit stones available. ”

"Senior brother, you can say it easily with one mouth," the Wen Pavilion Lord retorted unconvinced, "This spirit stone is not a weed that grows in the wasteland, and I can cut a wave if I want to, now that this one can't get in, where can I find more spirit stones, and even my belongings of thousands of spirit stones have already been filled in." ”

"Besides, you said that it was useless for me to say this, but you told me what I could say? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is a dead end now, and the magic circle is open there, and there are a lot of spirit stones that are burned every day, even if you save it, it can last for a few days?"

"It's better to take advantage of everyone's anger now, and pick an opportunity for the enemy to relax and rush out is the only way to live!"

Ling Daozun shook his head and said with a sad face: "Rush out, the enemy is tightly surrounded and there are Mahayana monks pressing the formation, how many do you think my Ying Tian disciple can survive?"

"Besides, I should be inherited by Tianzong here, the ancestors of the past generations were buried here, lost Liantianfeng, and there was no inheritance and no roots, even if we survived, would we still be considered Yingtian's disciples?"

Wen Xiannian obviously understood this truth, and after listening to his senior brother's words, he didn't refute it, but just sighed and muttered: "This doesn't work, that doesn't work, are we waiting here to die?"

"If it really comes to that day," Ling Daozun breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he wanted to vomit out the melancholy in his heart, and said calmly, "Ying Tianzong gave birth to me and raised me for his kindness, and there is no way to repay it, as a disciple of Ying Tian, if there is really such a day, let it die." ”

After Ling Daozun's words fell, the hall fell into silence for a long time.

Chen Yuan stopped and dismissed his plan to enter the hall.

In fact, this meeting mainly discussed how many days the inventory spirit stones could last for a few more days, and Chen Yuan had already been familiar with these contents.

The meeting was just a form of chatting and comforting, but Chen Yuan was just trying to hide his powerlessness.

As the Pavilion Master said, this is a dead end now.

There is no sword soldier in Ying Tianzong, and there is no strong reinforcement outside, trapped in Liantian Peak, it is conceivable that the day when the spirit stone is exhausted is the time when Ying Tianzong falls.

If you want to break the situation now, there are only two ways.

First, unless a vein of spirit stone grows under Liantian Peak, it can consume the coalition army and retreat without a fight.

But this is obviously impossible, even if Tianfeng once had a vein, it had been dug up by Ying Tianzong in the past three thousand years.

Another way is for Ying Tianzong to emerge a master, at least at the level of the "Emperor One" that appeared that day, in order to break the situation.

If the emperor is respected in the world for a day, and if he gives the coalition army ten more dares, they will dare to besiege Ying Tianzong?

It's just this second option......

"The price ......" Chen silently recited these two words as he walked away.

Ling Daozun and the Pavilion Master waited for Chen Yuan to come to the meeting but couldn't wait for a long time, but they didn't know that it was their words that prompted Chen Yuan to make up his mind.

Leaving the council hall, Chen Yuan went to Prince Su first, explained some things, and gave him the power to call the inventory spirit stones just in case.

Then Chen Yuan went to the forbidden place to seek the immortal cave, where there were three drops of immortal spirit jade dew left to him, which were divine objects that could help him leap from the distraction period to the merging period.

It's just that considering that even the cultivation of the merger period is not helpful to the current situation, Chen Yuan did not take it, but used it to nourish the soul of the people of Minghe Dao.

In the Immortal Cave, Chen Yuan was pleased to see that under the nourishment of the fairy spirit jade dew, the spirit of the people of Minghe Road had been stabilized, and he was not satisfied with the original feeling of fluctuation and weakness.

In this way, it should be a few more years, and the soul of the people of Minghe Road will be strong enough to complete the art of seizing and transferring souls.

At that time, even if he loses himself, Ying Tianzong will have a new reliance.

After that, Chen Yuan went to the Houshan Cemetery alone.

In addition to the nameless tombstone of Xu Buful, there is a lot of new soil in the cemetery.

That was the last trace left by the Ying Tian disciples who died in battle.

Chen Yuan looked at this cluster of monuments for a long time, and then laughed at himself: "Because of selfishness and cowardice, these sacrifices have led to these sacrifices, but because of these sacrifices, I chose not to escape anymore...... Why am I in trouble......"

Chen Yuan's last stop on Liantian Peak went to the shore of Lianxin Lake.

Chen Yuan saw that Yun Xinyao was racing against time to do penance, although she should also know that this short period of penance was meaningless.

But only in this way can Yun Xinyao's grief heart be calmed a little, and make her feel that she can do something to avenge her father.

Maybe it was because she felt something, but not long after Chen Yuan came, Yun Xinyao opened her eyes.

Her clear eyes looked at Chen Yuan, as if she had seen through his heart: "Are you leaving?"

"Well, go out and find a way to solve the problem at hand. ”

"Will it be dangerous?"

"Don't worry, how could someone as smart as me do something stupid?"

"Promise me that I will definitely come back. I remember you promised my dad that you would take care of me for the rest of my life!"

"Of course. ”

When Chen Yuan turned his back and left, he felt guilty and sad.

He still remembers that one day seven years ago, it was also before such a parting.

He promised her that he would come back, but unfortunately made her wait for four years.

And this time, he may be going to disappoint her again......

In a remote corner outside the magic circle, Chen Yuan turned into a fog, without attracting the attention of any of the disciples of the Eight Sects, and left Liantian Peak quietly, and no one knew where he went.