The monks of the Holy Land have been guarding here for generations, and will only come out when there are celebrations in Wujiang.
Have they made any contribution to Wujiang?
No!
Whenever something went wrong in Wujiang, the sects like them didn't unite to solve it. Every time they encountered something that couldn't be solved, they didn't ask Master to solve it.
In terms of contribution to Wujiang, his master is the one who has made the greatest contribution to Wujiang!
Master is the real guardian of Wujiang!
What have these people in the Holy Land done for Wujiang? Are they clinging to the illusory past, or are they clinging to those glories that have long since been lost in history?
The battle between Elder Chun and Elder Taishang has become one-sided.
The Supreme Elder was injured in his right hand. Even though he took a large amount of elixirs and forcibly healed the injury quickly, his right hand was disabled twice, which still had a great impact on him, who is dominant in using the sword with his right hand.
However, Elder Chun's strength was originally superior to his, so the Taishang Elder was beaten and retreated steadily. He gradually lost the ability to fight back and could only barely parry.
Mr. Chun's last sword attack directly knocked the Supreme Elder away.
The Supreme Elder vomited blood wildly from his mouth, and finally hit the ground heavily, but he quickly stood up with his sword.
"Master!" Lan Honglin looked worried and rushed over to help the Supreme Elder.
"In consideration of your contribution to Wujiang over the years, today's matter ends here! Get out of the Holy Land!" Mr. Chun stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at the Supreme Elder, teacher and apprentice coldly, and said calmly.
After this battle, the Supreme Elder's vitality has been severely damaged and his cultivation has been damaged.
It stands to reason that this person hurt the little ancestor, so she should be merciless, but considering that the other person has indeed made a lot of contributions to Wujiang, the ancestors would not want her to kill someone who has made great contributions to Wujiang, so she
Let's leave it at that. It's like the merits and demerits are offset.
Lan Honglin couldn't bear it anymore, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You also know that my master has been guarding Wujiang all these years, and you also know the contribution my master has made to Wujiang over the years!
So what did your holy place do?
By occupying this blessed land for cultivation, what have you done for Wujiang?
For so many years, you have been hiding here and enjoying the fruits of your life for generations, what is the difference between you and parasites?!"
When Mr. Chun heard what he said, he was not angry, but smiled.
Then she spoke slowly, her voice was not loud, but it could clearly reach the ears of everyone present.
"Young man, I think you made a mistake from the beginning.
The so-called blessed land of cultivation used to be nothing more than a deserted land. Not even wild animals could survive here, let alone humans.
This place was transformed by the two ancestors with their own abilities, and this is their home.
This is the private residence of the two ancestors, and it has nothing to do with the righteousness you talk about.
And we are not parasites, we are just a group of loyal servants who look after the master's house.
Wujiang's current prosperity and strength are naturally inseparable from the efforts of countless Wujiang monks.
However, the prerequisite for these Wujiang monks to work hard is that Wujiang is a place where people can live and where there is spiritual energy for people to practice.
Thousands of years ago, the Witchland was full of miasma and poisonous substances, and there was no trace of spiritual energy.
It was the two ancestors and their close friends who brought life to this barren land.
It doesn't matter that you have forgotten your roots, but if you still try to occupy the private residence of your ancestors, you deserve to die.
But I said, in mind of your master’s contribution to the Wu Territory over the years, today’s matter ends here.”
Chun Lao's words were very calm, without any excessive language or angry emotions, but these most straightforward words made Lan Honglin feel like he was struck by lightning.
This is not over yet, Mr. Chun continued: "You may always think that the Holy Land belongs to the witchcraft territory.
But in fact, it should be said that Wujiang belongs to the Holy Land.
Because there was the Holy Land first, and then there was the Witchland.
Wujiang is actually the territory of our ancestors, and it was also because of the influence of the Holy Land that the aura of Wujiang appeared later.
There is a saying in the Central Plains: When you are in peace, you should never forget danger; when you are rich, you should not forget poverty; when you are high, you should not forget your roots; when you are in power, you should not forget the people.
Stick to your original intention and never forget where you came from.
But you didn’t do it.”
After Elder Chun finished saying this, he glanced majestically around the crowd who followed the Supreme Elder: "From now on, you are not allowed to set foot in the Holy Land, otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"
At this moment, the monks in the Holy Land raised their weapons and shouted angrily together, repeating Chun Lao's words:
"Kill without mercy!"
"Kill without mercy!!"
"Kill without mercy!!!"
The monks in the Holy Land were so powerful and passionate that their voices broke through the sky and echoed throughout the Holy Land for a long time without dissipating.
Mu Ling and Qi Fengming looked at this scene and were also shocked.
Gu Qingxi had suppressed Gu Beilei's poison forcibly again, and Jin Zunzun finally showed a relaxed expression next to him.
Baili Changfeng looked worriedly at Gu Qingxi, who was sweating, and asked his junior sister how she was doing.
He could see that it was not easy at all for the junior sister to give Gu Beilei acupuncture to suppress the toxin, and it also caused a lot of damage to her.
Gu Qingxi shook her head, indicating that she was fine.
She turned to look at the majestic Mr. Chun. At this moment, she was completely relieved that Beilei might stay here in the future.
This Elder Chun is very strong and decisive in everything he does. With her guarding the Holy Land and protecting Beilei, there shouldn't be any problems.
Looking at the Palace Master of Dongling Palace and others, they were shocked and their emotions were extremely complicated.
No one thought that things would end up like this.
And this group of people was eventually banned from entering the Holy Land. This was a denial of them by the Holy Land, and it was also a severe spiritual punishment.
They couldn't imagine how the entire Wujiang would view them after learning about today's events.
Will Wujiang and Holy Land be divided in the future?
Whether the future of Wujiang will also be greatly affected, and this impact will definitely be negative.
If this is the case, will these people today be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of Wujiang?
Thinking of this, everyone felt extremely heavy.
But when I think of what Mr. Chun said just now, I feel even more ashamed.
They have indeed forgotten about Ben.
One thing they have to admit is that when Lan Honglin said those words, they even felt that they made some sense.
Over the years, the prosperity and growth of Wujiang is the result of the efforts of these sects and the result of Taishang Elder sitting in Wujiang. But the Holy Land has done nothing and is just enjoying the results!
But after hearing Mr. Chun's words, they realized that they had forgotten their origins and had not adhered to their original intentions.
"Palace Master of Dongling Palace accepts the punishment." Palace Master of Dongling Palace lowered his head with difficulty and admitted his mistake.
"Palace Master of Shuiling Palace accepts the punishment." Palace Master of Shuiling Palace also lowered his head, bowed and admitted his mistake.
"...accept punishment."
"...accept punishment."
Everyone who came with the Supreme Elder began to bow their heads and admit their mistake.