Pavilion Master Ming suddenly looked like a wilted eggplant, without any energy.
"Okay, okay, I know you won't agree."
Then, as if he had figured something out, he sighed, with a hint of relief on his face.
This matter was like a big stone that had been weighing on his heart for too long.
It's been so long that he has given up everything for it.
Maybe he will never be able to fulfill his mission in this life.
I don’t know where the fate of this land will lead in the future.
"Pavilion Master, someone has sent a letter. The person who sent the letter said that he must open it personally."
The disciple responsible for delivering the message stood respectfully outside the door.
But if you look closely, you can see that his body is shaking slightly.
In the room, the master and apprentice ended their conversation in a tacit agreement.
Although the two people have differences on this matter, in the eyes of outsiders, the relationship between the master and the disciple has always been very good.
"Who sent it?"
Uncle Lezheng has changed his cynicism outside before, his handsome face is slightly cold, and just looking at him makes people feel oppressive.
The disciple who was responsible for delivering the letter did not dare to look at him and just whispered, "It was sent by a group of people in red. They also said that if the pavilion master does not want our place to become a place of competition, let the pavilion master follow the letter."
Do what is written.”
What the disciple didn't say was that the reason why he was trembling with fear was because those people didn't look like normal people.
He also said it didn't feel good.
It's the kind of dangerous feeling that if you take one more look, your eyes will be gouged out by them immediately.
Although he is just a disciple who spreads the message.
But over the years, I have become well-informed in the cabinet.
It was also the first time that he could scare himself like this just by meeting him.
Therefore, he also remembers what those people said very clearly.
Pavilion Master Ming suddenly had a bad suspicion in his mind.
When he took the letter from his apprentice, he opened it and felt like a thunderbolt struck him.
"Master?"
Uncle Lezheng saw his master's face suddenly turned pale, and subconsciously blocked the disciple's sight with his body.
"You go back first, and remember not to spread this matter."
"Yes, disciple, I obey."
After the person left, Uncle Lezheng even closed the door himself.
After making sure that no one was eavesdropping, he quickly walked to Master's side.
"Master, what exactly is written in the letter?"
"See for yourself! After all, we were a step too late. I thought there were still more Opportunity, unexpected
"They won't give us much time. Now, all we can do is pray for God's blessing."
As he spoke, Pavilion Master Ming moved back to his chair with difficulty.
It's just that this time, he can no longer taste tea so calmly.
Uncle Lezheng looked at the content of the letter suspiciously, and then he could see how arrogant the person who wrote the letter was.
The man almost used a commanding tone, asking the master to hand over the young talents selected this year to them.
Moreover, it must be named after their Mo family.
This means that this place must be turned into a subsidiary of the Mo family in advance.
"Mo Family? Could it be that they were the Mo Family in the Southern Territory who once bloodbathed their enemies?" Uncle Lezheng didn't know much about the realm outside the territory.
But this Mo family is an existence that must be mentioned.
The Mo family was born in the Southern Region.
Unlike the relatively safe Northern Territory, the Southern Territory has no apparent overlord.
Or maybe it's because they were changed too frequently, so until now, the Southern Territory is still in chaos.
There, there are no rules.
Evil people can be kings and hegemons, but good people can hardly move forward.
The fist is the last word.
Whoever's fist is harder will have the upper hand.
It is conceivable that in such a chaotic place to have its own place, the strength of the Mo family cannot be underestimated.
But the most important thing is that the Mo family once bloodbathed several of their feuding families.
It was also from that time that he established his iron-blooded title of "King of Hell with Bloody Hands".
It can be said that if you are targeted by them, there is basically no way to survive.
"Why are they? Doesn't the Southern Territory never participate in these things?"
After reading the letter, Uncle Le Zheng was not as worried as Pavilion Master Ming.
Pavilion Master Ming seemed to have lost his soul and shook his head, "I don't know either, but it's not a good sign that we are being targeted by the Mo family."
What kind of good person is that from the Mo family?
He absolutely did not believe that the other party was lying to prevent them from becoming a hunting ground.
In short, this made him feel even more stressed out about time.
Of course they couldn't agree to the Mo family's request.
But if you refuse, it means there is another enemy.
The most important thing is that they have not selected the right candidate until now.
This was the problem that worried him so much.
But at this moment, the Mo family saw them and
He didn't reply, but he actually sent an invitation to all the families publicly.
It said that if anyone wants to fight in the name of the Mo family, they can skip the selection and directly participate in the Ascension Conference.
For a moment, all the families who received the news were excited.
Some of them even didn't know what the Ascension Conference was before that time.
I even thought the invitation was a lunatic's joke at first.
But as the Secret Society sent messages to various families, they realized that the Immortal Ascension Conference was actually so grand, and that as long as they participated, it would bring great benefits to their families.
Even, they can take the whole family to migrate to outside the territory!
When it comes to this, those families who are dissatisfied with the current status of the ancient clan are a little bit ready to take action.
Even after that, the master of Mingwen Pavilion sent three letters in a row, asking them to be cautious and not to be carried away by those fantasy, but it was of no avail.
The rapids that had been hidden in the dark before suddenly appeared in front of people, making the water of the ancient tribe become increasingly turbid.
"You, you are just fooling around!"
In the Mingwen Pavilion, the master of the Ming Pavilion, who had always been calm and clear, was like an angry old lion, loudly reprimanding the people in front of him.
The secret letter that made every family excited was sent by these people.
By the time he received the news, those letters could no longer be intercepted.
He couldn't help but feel frightened when he thought about the chaotic scene he would face next.
These people are simply pushing the ancient tribe into the fire again!
But instead of feeling that they had done anything wrong, those people looked like they had been wronged and defended themselves by saying, "We did this for everyone's benefit."
"Lord Pavilion Master, even if you, the old man, prefer your disciple's family. But for such an important event as the Immortality Conference, you can't just give them a chance, right?"
"Besides, I heard that although the two young people from the Baili family are outstanding, there are equally outstanding young people from other families. Since the opportunities are equal, everyone should be allowed to try."
When these people speak, they sound reasonable and well-founded.
But how could Master Ming not know the little thoughts of these people?
"Hmph! Now you all have equal opportunities. In the first few years, I asked you to send your elite members over. How did you answer me?"
These people shrank when asked, and then said with a guilty conscience, "Ahem, at that time, didn't you know there were so many benefits?"
"No! You don't know why. You are reluctant to let your children go to trap wolves!"
"Don't think that I don't know that the Mo family has been in contact with you these days. After several times, they must have promised you a lot of benefits."
"Otherwise, how could you be willing to send your descendants to die?"
Seeing that the matter was exposed, several people stopped pretending.
But after all, they still felt that this matter was not so upright, so they were somewhat flattering in their words.
"Pavilion Master, you can't say that. The Mo family has promised us a lot of benefits, but we also feel that cooperating with the Mo family might allow us to go further?"
Another person also said, "The Mo family said that if we cooperate with them, we can send our people directly to the Immortal Assembly. Isn't this what you are worried about? Since there is a shortcut, why not try for it?
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Seeing these people poking at his heart with every word he said, Pavilion Master Ming suddenly felt that he had failed.
He worked hard to do all this in order to make the ancient tribe and even this continent go further.
I didn't expect that the people under my command would be so short-sighted.
If he had known this, he might as well give up early, find a place to live out his life, and stop caring about these troublesome things.
Once a big mistake has been made, there is no point in pursuing it further.
However, these people still received the punishment they deserved.
Only then did they realize that the reason why the Mo family bribed them was to force Master Ming to submit.
If the pavilion master compromises, then they will have no use.
On the contrary, the leader of Ming Pavilion will exclude them from the center of power of Ming Wen Pavilion because of this betrayal.
It can be said that these people shot themselves in the foot and unintentionally became a tool for the Mo family to demonstrate against the master of the Ming Pavilion.
Even if they beg for mercy and promise never to do it again, they still become victims.
Naturally, the Master of Ming Pavilion cannot sit still and wait for death.
So he discussed it with his apprentice and simply changed from passive to active.
Didn't the Mo family want to "cooperate" with the ancient tribe?
Then they might as well hold a selection that the entire ancient tribe can participate in.
Anyway, the Mo family is not the best at promising benefits, so bite off a piece of their flesh!
Lin Mengya looked at the letters and an invitation in her hand with some surprise.
Of course, Long Tianyu found out the news clearly as soon as possible.
Long Tianyu even found out clearly about the movements of the Mo family and their whereabouts.
Even Lin Mengya had to admire his men's pervasive detective skills.
If this were a modern society, he would definitely be a good person for breaking news and marketing accounts.
Is there any information in this world that the men in her family cannot dig out?
