"So it's all his fault?" After hearing this, the Stegosaurus Ancestor smiled silently, and said with some meaning.

Zhang Ji was just stunned when he heard this, and he didn't refute anything, because in terms of reasoning, he didn't necessarily hold much truth, to put it bluntly, it was just for a breath.

Cultivation is all about being free and powerful, so there is no need to distinguish between right and wrong in this kind of thing.

Again, the winner is king.

"Hey!"

The Stegosaurus Ancestor sighed, the wrinkles on his face squeezed together, and his voice suddenly became low: "Do you know that your impulsive action has ruined our hard work for many years?"

"Zhuge and Yue are dead, and the Infernal Sword Gate is not far from decay!"

Zhang Ji didn't know what kind of mood the Stegosaurus Ancestor was in when he said such a sentence. But he sounded like he did have an uncomfortable taste in his heart.

"But...... , the Infernal Sword Gate is guarded by a few of your ancestors, how can it be decayed?" Zhang Ji was silent for a moment, and his thoughts were a little unsmooth.

"Ancestor?"

The Stegosaurus Ancestor's expression darkened, and he laughed at himself a little: "What if it is a strong person who crosses the catastrophe? After all, he is still a mortal, and he will die one day after all." We are already old, but the next generation is not angry, there was originally a Zhuge and Yue to cultivate, but now the only hope is gone!"

"It's gone!"

Zhang Ji was slightly stunned, and his heart was like a sledgehammer bombardment, and he recessed a piece inside.

Although the strong man is the pillar of the sect, the next generation is the hope of the sect and the star of the future. If a sect is not connected, or if there is a fault line at all, what hope is there and what is the future?

He really didn't expect that the situation of the Infernal Sword Gate would be so embarrassing.

"Do you know why I came to this place all the way far?" Stegosaurus Ancestor suddenly said lightly.

Why?

Without waiting for Zhang Jie's answer, the Stegosaurus Ancestor continued to laugh at himself: "That's because, I still have less than fifty years to live, I want to live a few more decades, I want to support the sect for a few more decades." That's why I travel everywhere and hunt for treasures, hoping to find treasures that can prolong my life, but unfortunately ....... ”

Unfortunately, he doesn't care.

"Is it the end of life again?"

Zhang Ji's expression was a little complicated, and he muttered. Suddenly, he asked, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Why are you telling you this?"

The Sword Dragon Ancestor actually snorted coldly, furious, and said in a very cold voice: "You are not a disciple of our Infernal Sword Sect, or do you want to betray the sect?"

A powerful divine sense pressure fell, and Zhang Ji's face suddenly changed drastically. However, the words of the Stegosaurus Ancestor made him feel a little strange in his heart.

Infernal Sword Sect disciple?

Although he didn't talk about it much, he had already acquiesced a long time ago that he was not a disciple of the Infernal Sword Sect.

"I don't care how you learned the Infernal Life and Death to the Yin Sword, but since you have cultivated the holy law of our Sword Gate. That is, there is no doubt that we are disciples of the Sword Sect. Speaking of this, the Sword Dragon Ancestor said in a somewhat cold tone: "Unless, you want to be the enemy of our Infernal Sword Gate!"

Zhang Ji's conditioned reflex looked a little absurd, but he couldn't find the words to refute it. Because of the Stegosaurus Ancestor's beard, that's right.

"Whew!"

Zhang Ji suddenly took a deep breath, and then said expressionlessly: "Ancestor, what do you have to say." Let's just say it!"

The Stegosaurus Ancestor has always had something to say, and Zhang Ji will already understand it.

The Sword Dragon Ancestor was stunned when he heard this, and then some eyes flashed and said, "The sect needs you now." I want you to do something!"

He also simply got straight to the point!

"What's the matter!" Zhang Ji showed a look of what was really the case, and then said in a low voice.

"In another fifty years, it will be the time for the Tenglong Conference to be held, I want you to represent our Infernal Sword Gate to participate in this year's Tenglong Conference!"

"What?

It's just that when Zhang Ji heard this, he couldn't help but exclaim.

Tamron Conference!

These four words, it is not unfamiliar!

This is a top-level event that only door-to-door forces are qualified to participate in, and it also has a name, that is, the Clutch Strongest Conference!

This is a martial arts competition organized by all the door-to-door joints, and each door-to-door can send a clutch powerhouse, a total of eighty-eight clutch powerhouses, through the competition, to compete for the ranking of eighty-eight people. And this ranking is directly related to the door-to-door judgment after three hundred years, as well as the distribution of rewards!

The reward of the Dragon Conference is what all the monks dream of, that is, the spirit of the fairy.

That's right!

According to the final ranking results, the champion can get eighty-eight fairy qi, then the second runner-up can get eighty-seven fairy qi, and the third place can get eighty-six fairy qi. And so on, the last place can only get one immortal qi.

No one can have too many such treasures.

Moreover, a piece of fairy qi is only the general size of a thumb cover, so there are very few, and a single serving does not work at all. Only when at least five of them are put together can it be possible for the monk to realize it for a moment, so the more of them, the better.

It is precisely for this reason that the competition between the major doors is extremely fierce, and it can be said that the elite is exhausted.

This is also the origin of the name Clutch Strongest Conference. As long as he can win the championship in this conference, he can indeed be called the strongest clutch.

But.......

"But I'm just in the early stages of closing, let me go to the Tenglong Conference?" Zhang Ji said with a somewhat absurd expression.

Looking at the previous Tenglong conferences, every contestant who came to the door, which one was not the strongest person at the top of the clutch realm? Even half-step tribulations abounded, even if it was the most time, it was also a strong person in the late stage of the tribulation, let him participate in the Tenglong Conference, isn't it crazy?

"With the divine consciousness power of the Tribulation Cultivator, are you really just a Fusion Initial Cultivator?" Hearing this, the Sword Dragon Ancestor sneered a little.

So he found out?

Zhang Ji looked stunned, his heart was like cold water poured down, and he completely calmed down.

"But ....... After calming down, Zhang Ji still replied truthfully: "However, my strength is still not enough! In the face of those people, I can't fight beyond the level!"

The monks who were able to participate in the Tenglong Conference, each of them was an absolute elite of their respective sects, and their background was definitely not weaker than him, so his cultivation was too disadvantaged.

"There are still fifty years to go!" Hearing this, the Sword Dragon Ancestor said in a calm tone, "I will use the power of the entire sect to help you cultivate and grow." As long as we grasp these 50 years, we will still have a chance!"

"Fifty years ......?"

Zhang Ji's eyes flickered violently, and he suddenly thought of one thing, that is, the treasure of the inner door! (To be continued......