Purple Gold Sect Main Peak, Piety Temple!

"Zinuo, what do you think about the Jinsha Spirit Vein this time?" The person who spoke was a man with loose hair, gray sideburns, dressed in a Taoist robe, and looked to be slightly in his forties, but if you looked closely, his skin was not wrinkled, and he was just like a young man in his twenties!

When Wen Zinuo heard this, he pondered for a moment and said, "The disappearance of three disciples of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, plus the death of one disciple in the early stage of foundation building, such a loss has not occurred in the sect for hundreds of years. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info sect has been silent for a hundred years, and it seems that some people can't bear it anymore now. I'm afraid that the Jinsha Spiritual Vein incident is just the beginning, and we have to prepare in advance. ”

"Although the external enemy wants to be defended, the internal worries must be solved!" Lan Tianlan put her hands on her back, her eyes were deep and staring into the distance, which was so profound that it was difficult to guess!

Wen Zinuo looked at the man in front of him, he only felt that this person was as vast as the sea, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, the sect master's cultivation was even more exquisite!

"The sect master also suspects that there is an internal ghost at work this time?"

"Hmph, that old immortal in Jinsha City has been stuck at the peak of Jindan for more than 300 years, if he doesn't acquiesce, who can make a move in Jinsha without showing his traces?

"Duanmu Antai!!" Wen Zinuo said with some surprise. "The Duanmu family has been entrenched in Jinsha for a long time, and it is a bit troublesome to clear it all!"

"Well, that's why I'm looking for you today. On the day of the great competition of the sect, Duanmu Antai will inevitably come in person, and when the time comes, he will be directly killed! As soon as Duanmu Antai dies, the Duanmu family will be a plate of scattered sand. As long as Duanmu Antai dies, we will immediately exterminate the Duanmu family with the power of thunder! ”

Speaking of this, Wen Zinuo's eyes flashed with enlightenment, "Does the sect master mean to let me set up a trap formation at that time?"

Lan Tianlan bowed, "That's right, although Senior Brother Tianshui is the head of the Formation Immortal Pavilion, he is inferior to you in terms of formation cultivation." After all, it is the monks who are facing the enemy this time, and we must not be careless, and we cannot afford the consequences of this defeat. ”

"En!" Wen Zinuo nodded solemnly, he wanted to deal with a cultivator in the Dao Realm, this was the first time he had cultivated in hundreds of years. He was stuck in the late Jindan period for more than 100 years, and the origin of Jindan has never been perfected, and he has never been able to step into the realm of Jindan perfection for a hundred years. How can the original dissatisfaction be preached?

"This time, the sect has invited several fellow immortals to come, so we must strongly exterminate the Duanmu rebels and strengthen the momentum of our sect!" Lan Tianlan said in a deep voice, how could there have been such a rebellion in the sect's inheritance so far, if you don't kill with the power of thunder, use blood to wake up those people who are in reverie, and increase such an atmosphere, how can the Purple Gold Sect be passed on!

"This time is different, although the Divine Fall Pavilion has declined, after all, it is still one of the Eight Immortal Pavilions of my Purple Gold Sect, this time it is not to be absent, otherwise it will make others laugh and lose the reputation of the sect!" Since he took over the Purple Gold Sect, several members of the Divine Fall Pavilion have mysteriously left, so that the inheritance has been disconnected and has been in decline ever since.

Wen Zinuo's eyes flashed, and he said with a chuckle: "Sect Master, I won't tell you, although the Divine Fall Pavilion has declined, now this only remaining disciple has ignited the flame of revival!"

"Oh, you mean Lu Chuan of the Divine Fall Pavilion, the doll that was very suitable for body refining that Senior Brother Tiange brought back back back that year?"

"That's right, back then, Senior Brother Tiange saw this son's body refining qualifications, so he put him in the Divine Fall Pavilion, and he firmly believed that this son's talent would definitely be able to break the shackles. ”

"Didn't you say that this son's cultivation has stopped for many years, there is no predecessor to pave the way, and after so many years of ups and downs, it has also suffered this child. Lan Tianlan shook her head lightly, very sorry.

"This son is now at the peak of iron bones, and he is only one step away from the bloody realm of refining the marrow and exchanging blood!" Wen Zinuo said with a chuckle, slightly relieved, as if he was praising his own descendants.

"Oh?...... So, I'm really looking forward to his performance. Lan Tianlan also showed joy after hearing this, but she was more curious about Lu Chuan.

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"What, let me represent the Divine Fall Pavilion to participate in tomorrow's sect competition?" Lu Chuan exclaimed with a palm-sized jade plaque in his hand, his eyes widened and he was full of disbelief.

"Yes, Senior Brother Lu, Uncle Wen has explained, there will be a lot of foreign sect friends coming tomorrow, don't lose the prestige of the Divine Fall Pavilion!" The person who spoke looked at Lu Chuan with some contempt, and said in a tone that seemed to be impatient, especially when he said 'prestige'. This person secretly whispered in his heart: If such a person goes to participate in the big competition, he will lose the face of the sect, I really don't understand why Uncle Wen wants to let this half-crippled disciple go and replace the Divine Fall Pavilion?

"I've already brought the words, senior brother, let's do it for myself!" The man showed a hint of sarcasm and walked away.

Lu Chuan didn't care about this person's attitude, but was a little interested in the jade card in his hand. This jade plaque has a bright color, and it is engraved with the small characters of the three dragons flying and phoenixes dancing in the Divine Fall Pavilion. After playing with it in his hand for a while, Lu Chuan's eyes turned sharply, and after a while, the corner of his mouth said to himself: "Since you are so gracious, it's okay to go and play! These old and miscellaneous disciples are all taught by famous teachers, and it will be good to gently rub and abuse them when the time comes." Hey...... The master will let you know that even if you study on your own, the master is a hundred times stronger than your missionary disciples, and I will be angry with you old miscellaneous hair!"

The sun rises and the moon sets, it is another day, different from the past, today's Zijin Sect is very lively. As soon as the sun rose, the main peak dojo was already full of people, and it was inseparable from brothers to see each other.

The three generations of disciples of the Purple Gold Sect are almost all here, and the major immortal pavilion palms are gathered together, plus the outer sect Daotong, there are tens of thousands of people gathered here in the dojo at this moment. This kind of number is not big for the Immortal Sect, but it is not small, and no one dares to underestimate the sect that has been passed down for thousands of years!

People gather by like, the disciples of several great immortal pavilions of the Zijin Sect are complicated, the same sect does not mean concentric, people who are familiar with each other get together and hug together. Although it is not the same Immortal Pavilion, they usually go on missions together within a sect, so many people are closer and more reliable than the same senior brothers.

When Lu Chuan came, it was already three shifts a day, but apart from these three generations of disciples in the Qi refining period, the dojo didn't even see a single core disciple in the foundation building period.

"I seem to have come a little early, huh?" Lu Chuan glanced around, scratched his head and whispered to himself.

He didn't know any of the people around him, but the fifteen purple streaks on his body were very obvious, and many disciples would respectfully salute him when they saw it, and call him Senior Brother!