Xiangdao Peak in the center of Fengling Valley, golden light shines, a magnificent golden hall stands on the mountain, the top of the hall is covered with yellow glazed tiles, the bottom of the hall is fully supported by eighty-one huge golden columns, the pillar body is carved with all kinds of ancient divine beasts, there are soaring golden dragons, the colorful phoenix that roars up to the sky, the unicorn that controls the auspicious clouds, and many unknown divine beasts, all of them are lifelike, even if it has been built for thousands of years, but the whole hall is still golden and brilliant, magnificent, and makes people feel shocked in their hearts.

The main hall is called Wendao Palace, divided into two parts of the front hall and the apse, the front hall is very wide, used to gather the disciples in the door, sit around thousands of disciples is not a problem, and the apse compared to the front hall, can only accommodate about 100 people, mainly for the elders of the Xianmen to gather, to discuss the major issues of the Xianmen.

At this moment, there are about twenty figures sitting around the apse, a figure is standing in the hall and walking back and forth, and there are about twenty monks sitting around it, the monks who are walking around are about forty years old, with a long haircut, pale face, and coughing a few times from time to time, looking at this, it should be very unwell, and among the monks sitting around, several are also pale, covering their chests from time to time and gasping softly.

"Senior brothers, now is the time for the survival of my Wind Spirit Valley, if you have any good suggestions, please put them forward quickly, and everyone will discuss them together, hoping to get through this difficult time safely. The middle-aged monk, who kept moving, his eyebrows tightened, finally spoke.

"What else is there to say, my Wind Spirit Valley has existed for nearly 10,000 years, how can I stop sending it away, if this is the case, what face do we have to go to see the ancestors and ancestors under the Nine Springs, this crisis is only death!" A sound of urns came out, others looked for prestige, and a sturdy middle-aged man straightened his waist and finished in a muffled voice.

The middle-aged monk who walked around looked at the sturdy man and nodded, his face showing approval.

"Senior Brother Duan's words are inappropriate, and people say: Stay in the green mountains, and you are not afraid of no firewood. Now that the Pudao Mountain is very strong, we can temporarily avoid its edge, and when we are strong enough to seek justice from them, if we act rashly and destroy the Wind Spirit Valley, I don't think the ancestors and ancestors under the Nine Springs will forgive us. Ahem......" said the other monk, who was somewhat old and a little pale, shook his head, coughing a few times from time to time.

"Was Senior Brother Xi shocked down by the old monster on the flying sword, scared, and ready to surrender? Or is Senior Brother Xi still thinking about the beautiful concubines at home and worried that he won't have time to accompany them in the future?" A monk with a sword mark on his face looked at Senior Brother Xi, who had just finished speaking, with a look of disdain.

This elder brother Xi, cultivated for the third layer of the foundation building period, and in the decades after the foundation was built, he still practiced very hard, but when he got to the back, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through the early stage of the foundation building period, so he simply gave up, married a lot of beautiful women, and enjoyed the pleasure of a mortal's boudoir, but he was also happy.

"You...... The shaft is not enough and conspiracy, but I pity my Fengling Valley for nearly 10,000 years, and it will be destroyed in one fell swoop. Being poked in the short spot, Senior Brother Xi's face suddenly turned red, he stood up suddenly, pointed at his monk with a trembling finger, and shook his head after a while.

"Yes, I can't conspire, does Senior Brother Xi want to go out to find the old monster of Pushan to plot?" the monk with scratches looked at Senior Brother Xi and said with a sneer.

This monk with scratches has always had something to do with the slightly older Senior Brother Xi, these two families of Fengling Valley once had a conflict in a ginseng competition for nearly a thousand years, and the two sides almost fought, but fortunately, Zhang Yu intervened halfway and put all the ginseng in half, one person and a half, and barely resolved a dispute, but after the ginseng was cut in half, the effect was greatly reduced, and there were many conflicts between the two families at ordinary times, and the grievances between the two sides were even deeper.

"Senior Brother Yu Ping, Senior Brother Xi is also thinking about our Wind Spirit Valley, after all, the facts are here now, Pudao Mountain is indeed bigger than my Wind Spirit Valley, if one is not handled well, our Wind Spirit Valley will really be removed from the world. Another monk spoke.

"What else can be done? Either surrender, or pounce to death, live in shame, and be laughed at by all your comrades, it is better to die happily. Another grumpy monk slammed the table and roared.

"Senior Brother Zhang Ting is inappropriate......"

Originally, Fengling Valley has existed for so many years, and there will be some contradictions in the monk families, and the strength of each family is almost the same, and they do not support each other, and there is no Jindan monk with strong strength in the valley to calm the situation, although Zhang Yu is the head, but the cultivation is not too high, only the cultivation of the fifth layer in the foundation building period, Mingli may still respect him, but secretly, to Zhang Yu, the head, is just a few sneers.

All of a sudden, there was a mess in the apse, Zhang Yu, the head of the house, was already frowning, but now his brows are getting deeper and deeper, and he is moving faster and faster, and finally he slammed the table and roared loudly: "Okay, when is it, the knives are on the neck, and it is an idea to call you over, not to quarrel, see what kind of system it has become." ”

After this roar, the noise gradually subsided, and many monks in the room lowered their heads again, each planning their own little abacus.

"Senior Brother Ge, do you have any ideas, let's hear about it. Zhang Yu turned to a middle-aged monk, this is a purple-haired middle-aged monk, the eyes under the sword eyebrows are as deep as the sea, the nose is straight, the smooth and bronzed face, the face is angular, at the moment he is closing his lips tightly, bowing his head in contemplation.

Everyone was arguing just now, but he was the only one who bowed his head and was silent, this person was Ge Ming, who had the highest cultivation in the Wind Spirit Valley, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the eighth layer of the foundation building period, and he could step into the ninth layer of the foundation building period at any time, and he was the monk who was most likely to impact the Jindan Dacheng in the Wind Spirit Valley now.

Hearing Zhang Yu asking him, he slowly raised his head, stood up, looked around for a while, and then slowly said: " All the senior brothers have just said, everyone has their own reasons, I thought about it, now the time is pressing, we only have a short day, the top priority, first, to ensure that there is no trace of problems in the mountain protection array, the head of the senior brother should send people to guard the surrounding array flags, if something goes wrong in the mountain protection array, everyone knows very well, we have lost the barrier of protection, other things, no need to talk about it. Second, please go back and check if there are any important tips when the heads of the past dynasties are handed over, such as when the Xianmen is facing such a catastrophe, is there any way to stay and stop it, and third, find a way to notify the other seven immortal gates, I believe that the seven immortal gates will not ignore it after knowing this, after all, Pudao Mountain's practice violates the inviolable rules of the immortal gates in the Beichen Continent. Fourth, as for the statement of succumbing to Pudao Mountain, I don't think it's very feasible, as we all know, Ji Shang is a ruthless person, and in his hands, I haven't heard of a good result. I have thought of this for the time being, and I would like to ask you to consider it. After Ge Ming finished speaking, he hugged his fists and sat down slowly.

As soon as Zhang Yu heard Ge Ming's words, his eyes lit up, Ge Ming not only cultivated to a high level, but also was as careful as a hair, and in the current situation of the great enemy, he could still analyze carefully and draw a more reasonable conclusion.

The others listened, were silent for a moment, and all nodded their heads, even Senior Brother Xi was nodding in agreement, seeing that everyone else agreed, Zhang Yu pondered for a while, and said: "Yes, Senior Brother Ge said it very well, let me talk about it next, first of all, Li Yu and Senior Brother Yang Feng, you two are seriously injured, hurry up and rest and heal." ”

"Our Wind Spirit Valley Great Array, there are a total of eighteen array eyes, the formation flag is buried deep in the ground, there is generally no problem, but for the sake of safety, we need eighteen junior disciples to guard, if something happens, we will use the transmission note of this door to warn, now I will assign it, Senior Brother Li, Ma please be responsible for the formation flag at the northwest peak, Senior Brother Zhang, Ma please be responsible for the formation flag of the southwest peak......"

"Senior Brother Ge, you and I are in the middle of Xiang Dao Peak. Alas...... The last head of the master, the immortal died very suddenly, and many things were not explained, so I went to see if there was any emergency method left. As for notifying the Seven Great Immortal Gates, I remember that the head of the immortal sect once said that there are sound transmission jade stones in each immortal gate, which can allow the fairy gates to communicate with each other, but I have never seen it, if I don't find the sound transmission jade, it will depend on the situation at that time, if possible, everyone will break through separately and ask the Seven Great Immortal Gates for help. ”

After the words fell, Zhang Yu paused for a moment, bowed to the surroundings, with a sincere look on his face, and said: "Senior brothers, this matter is related to the inheritance of my Wind Spirit Valley for nearly 10,000 years, and I hope everyone will work together to get through this difficulty." ”