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So Qin Zihao continued to walk forward a few steps and approached some places where the spiritual energy surged. Before he could get closer, Liang Han reminded him: "Mr. Qin should not get too close. The ruins of Xuanlong Sect are unpredictable, and the breath has not yet been born, and the turbulent flow is extremely turbulent. If you move around, it may hurt yourself, and it may destroy the ruins array, causing damage to the ruins. Therefore, we should wait patiently for the ruins to be born, anyway, it will not be a day."

Qin Zihao nodded and bowed to Liang Han, "Thank you, Elder Liang for your reminder."

Immediately, Qin Zihao took Lin Bingling and the others to stand a little further.

Not long after, someone came over with a smile on his face and greeted Qin Zihao and knew each other. Of course, some people looked disdainful and looked like they didn't see Qin Zihao, and they had no intention of knowing each other.

Qin Zihao was also very clear about this situation. I guess these seventeen or eighteen people were divided into several different camps and each had their own ideas. As soon as he came, someone naturally came to win over Qin Zihao into their camp.

Qin Zihao chatted with the other party softly, and he could figure out several different camps.

These seventeen or eighteen people divided into many camps, and the most powerful ones were naturally Han Feiliu of Luoxue Sect and Liang Han of Qingyun Sect. They are both first-class sect elders, and they have the cultivation level of intermediate Immortal Lords. They also have two primary Immortal Lords under their command, which is powerful and powerful.

Beyond these two people, among the remaining people, the Xuanlei Sect, the Lieyan Sect, the Qing Guangguan and other sects were also united. Although their strength was not as strong as the two first-class sects, they were not familiar with each other because they were many people.

The remaining are three casual cultivators, including only one junior immortal master, and the remaining two are at the peak of the immortal master level. Although they are united together, their strength is still the weakest among this group of people. Therefore, they are also the most enthusiastic existence to win over Qin Zihao.

After the introduction, Qin Zihao glanced at a middle-aged man in a dark red robe and asked, "Who is that?"

"Oh, you talk about him! He is Yang Yue, the head of the second-rate sect, the Dark Moon Sect." The casual cultivator introduced.

Hearing this name, Qin Zihao and the blood blade beside him changed at the same time, and a cold light flashed out.

However, Qin Zihao remained silent and continued to ask: "President Yang seems not very sociable with other second-rate sects."

The casual cultivator lowered his voice and said to Qin Zihao: "Yang Yue's plan this time is quite big, so he was not with Xuanlei Sect, Lieyan Sect and others. He is ready to create an independent force."

"He is so bold, aren't he afraid of Luoxue Sect and Qingyun Sect above?" Qin Zihao said.

The wandering cultivator explained: "I heard that Yang Yue had just broken through some time ago and reached the level of an intermediate Immortal Lord, and was at the same level as Liang Han and Han Feiliu. Moreover, in recent times, Yang Yue's Dark Moon Sect seems to have collected a lot of treasures scattered from the Xuanlong Sect. His combat strength has been greatly improved. Maybe he can really compete with those two."

Speaking of collecting treasures from Xuanlong Sect, Qin Zihao and the others couldn't help but think of the dark blood tissue that the Dark Moon Sect had privately made, and their eyes couldn't help but feel a little cold.

The blood blade was even more bleeding from his lips, and his small body trembled.

Qin Zihao patted the Blood Blade's shoulder, stabilized him, then looked at the casual cultivator and said, "Thank you brother for telling us so much. When the day of the ruins comes, I will remember it in my heart."

"Everyone is a casual cultivator. We are not as good as those famous sects. If we don't unite, there will be no chance." The casual cultivator whispered, then instructed and retreated, "The ruins will be born tomorrow night, so have a good rest!"

That night, everyone rested on the top of Chilong Mountain.

At night, fog was rising on the mountain and the temperature dropped. The cold night wind blew, turning the entire mountain top into a cold white area.

However, almost all of the people present were cultivators, and their cultivation level was at least above the level of intermediate immortal masters, so they naturally did not fear this little coldness.

Of course, there is one person except that is the Blood Blade who follows Qin Zihao.

Not to mention that he had not reached the level of an intermediate immortal master, he was not a monk at all. Faced with this cold, he couldn't help but tremble all over his body.

Qin Zihao, who was standing beside him, had no intention of helping him at all. He just let the Blood Blade resist the cold night wind on the mountain top alone.

Blood blade is determined to take revenge and become stronger. These difficulties are just a piece of cake compared to the difficulties on the road to cultivation. If he can't help it, he naturally doesn't have to consider the matter of cultivation.

Blood Blade himself understood this. Even though he almost froze, he didn't make any noise, and he didn't even look at Qin Zihao more.

In this way, it was not until the next morning, when the warm sunlight shone on the top of the mountain, it almost frozen into the blood blade of an ice sculpture, and then it slowly regained its vitality.

All monks who had meditated and practiced all night also got up and moved.

In the morning, everyone ate something and adjusted their breathing again to adjust their condition to the best. After all, in the evening, it was the time when the ruins of Xuanlong Sect were born.

As time approached, the atmosphere on the top of the mountain became tense.

At this moment, Han Feiliu and Liang Han suddenly stood up and said aloud: "Go together, we have a suggestion and want to discuss it with you."

The elders of the two first-class sects spoke at the same time, and everyone naturally gathered over.

When everyone gathered together, Liang Han said, "The ruins of Xuanlong Sect are about to be born. The purpose of everyone here is naturally for the treasure of Xuanlong Sect, so there is no need to say more."

"If everyone fights for the treasure when it is born, fighting and bleeding will inevitably occur, and even death will be possible."

"It is not easy for everyone to practice this way. It would be a pity if they lost their lives because of the treasure. So, after discussing with Elder Han, I came up with such an idea."

"Just, we will allocate our share in advance before the treasure is born. At that time, we will open the treasure together and allocate according to their respective shares. This will also avoid fighting and casualties. It is a good thing for everyone."

As soon as Liang Han said this, a lot of discussion suddenly sounded at the scene.

Some disciples of major sects expressed their consent. After all, it is naturally the ideal result to obtain treasures without fighting and casualties.

Some small sects and casual cultivators were slightly dissatisfied. They had no power or power in their own small sects, and they probably got very few things.

So, a casual cultivator immediately mentioned it, "I would like to ask Elder Liang and Elder Han, how to determine the share of this allocation?"
Chapter completed!