In line with the fine tradition of being diligent and thrifty, Chen Ning asked Meng Yuyi to put the Void Magic Sutra that fell on the ground into the space bag, and then he sat aside and rested contentedly.
"Is this benefactor injured?"
At this time, the old man in black robes came from a distance with his three remaining disciples and asked with concern.
Meng Yuyi was not good at communicating with others and did not say a word.
The black-robed old man sneered: "My benefactor saved the old man's life, which is the rebirth of grace and kindness. Our Fengyun Sect is not far from the forbidden area. Why don't we ask our benefactor to go to the Fengyun Sect to restore our energy and let the old man express his gratitude?"
Affection."
Meng Yuyi looked at Chen Ning with her beautiful eyes and listened to his decision.
Chen Ning nodded and motioned for Meng Yuyi to help him.
When the old man in black robe saw this, he hurriedly said: "Old man, come and help my benefactor!"
Chen Ning glared at him.
The old man in black robe smiled awkwardly and consciously went back to lead the way.
Chen Ning looked at Meng Yuyi expectantly.
His eyes were full of weakness, pity and helplessness.
Seeing that Chen Ning was like this because of herself, she couldn't bear it, so she had to step forward and help Chen Ning up with her beautiful hands.
Follow the old men in black robes.
Chen Ning leaned weakly on Meng Yuyi's shoulder.
Smelling the charming aroma makes me feel at ease.
But he really didn't mean it, he just couldn't muster the strength.
Feeling Chen Ning's breath hit his ears.
Meng Yuyi's cheeks were slightly red under the mask.
But she couldn't let it happen. The master went through life and death just to let her get rid of the influence of the spirit body, so she had no choice but to let Chen Ning rely on her.
As for going to Fengyun Sect, it was also because Chen Ning had to find a place to restore his energy as soon as possible.
Most of the sects were established in places with strong vitality.
More conducive to recovery.
Even if this is not the case, no matter how bad the Fengyun Sect is, there will still be some formations in place to help them recover quickly.
…
What the old man in black robe said was true. After leaving the Void Forbidden Land, half an hour later, we arrived at Fengyun Sect.
Fengyun Sect is a third-rate sect, one level behind Tianji Pavilion and Xuanyin Sect that we saw last time in the imperial capital.
But such a sect is now in crisis and is in danger.
As the great elder, the black-robed old man personally led the team to search for the existence of the Forbidden Land based on a map left behind thousands of years ago.
Want to get opportunities.
Save the sect from crisis.
Fortunately, I met Chen Ning and saved my life.
Later, the coffin of the Demon Lord of Nothingness was found at the end of another branch of the cave.
Although the contents in the coffin have disappeared.
But earthly money is a life-saving thing.
For Fengyun Sect, with those treasures, there is a chance to save the sect.
"Meet the Great Elder!"
"Meet the Great Elder!"
When some disciples saw the old man in black robe returning, they all stepped forward to salute.
The black-robed old man is at the third level of the Earth Martial Realm, and is already a powerful master in this small third-rate sect.
After all, even the sect leader has barely reached the sixth level of the Earth Martial Realm.
"Where is the sect leader?"
The old man in black robe returned to the sect and restored his indifferent and majestic side.
"Go back to the elders, the sect master is waiting for you in the main hall."
"good!"
The old man in black robes responded indifferently, then turned to Chen Ning and lowered his body and said, "My dear benefactor, please go and have a rest first. After I deal with some sect trivial matters, I will personally entertain you two."
"Thank you..."
Chen Ning was supported by Meng Yuyi and walked towards the residence arranged by the old man in black robe.
This place is extremely clean and will not be disturbed by anyone.
…
After the old man in black robe respectfully sent Chen Ning off to rest, he quickly arrived at Fengyun Sect's only main hall.
At this time, the sect leader Murong Yue had been waiting for a long time.
"Sect Master, this trip to the Void Forbidden Land has damaged several disciples again. I am guilty!"
The old man in black robe stepped into the hall, looked at Murong Yue and said guiltily.
"Mr. He, when you went to the Forbidden Land of Nothingness, did you get any opportunities in the secret realm?"
Murong Fu turned to look at the old man in black robe and stood with his hands behind his back.
"I missed the opportunity, but... I brought back countless gold from it. With this money, maybe the sect can tide over the difficulties!"
The old man in black robe looked excited, took out the space bag and held it in his hand.
But Murong Yue didn't take it for a long time.
The old man in black robe was shocked and asked: "Is it possible that... there is no room for negotiation at Tianji Pavilion?"
Murong Yue nodded silently.
Seeing this, the old man in black robes' complexion suddenly changed, and his heart became cold.
Is it possible...
Is Fengyun Sect really going to perish?
Tianji Pavilion has developed rapidly over the years and has become a second-rate sect that can rival the Changsheng Palace.
Leaving many small forces behind.
Moreover, Tianji Pavilion acted in a domineering manner and merged with many unpopular sects.
Those who disobey will be eliminated by his clever name.
As time goes by, Tianji Pavilion's ambitions gradually grow.
He actually set his sights on Fengyun Sect.
Fengyun Sect is located in a land with beautiful mountains and rivers, and strong vitality of heaven and earth.
And it is located in the south of Lingzhou, bordering Qianzhou.
It is a very strategic place.
Tianji Pavilion has repeatedly proposed that Fengyun Sect join Tianji Pavilion, but due to the opposition of the sect leader and the old man in black robe, it has repeatedly hit the wall.
Therefore, he resorted to ruthless means.
Claiming that Fengyun Sect has stolen Tianji Pavilion's secret martial arts secret book and wants to start a war with it!
However, the current Fengyun Sect is no match for Tianji Pavilion in terms of strength.
If we start a war, we will definitely lose.
Therefore, Dongfang Shao, the master of Tianji Pavilion, gave them two choices.
First, fight until death.
The second is to offer treasures to negotiate peace.
This is also the reason why the old man in black robe personally went to the Secret Realm of Nothingness to try his luck.
I just never thought that in the end, it would be all in vain.
Murong Yue sighed and said: "Mr. He, Tianji Pavilion has lost patience. Dongfang Shao doesn't want money. He only gives us one way to go now. That is for you, me and a group of sect elites to join Tianji Pavilion to avoid misfortune."
…”
Murong Yue paused, gritted his teeth and continued:
"Otherwise, there will be rivers of blood and no one from Fengyun Sect can survive..."
"Hmph! Doesn't Dongfang Shao want to push us to death? If we submit to Tianji Pavilion, what will those ordinary disciples do?"
The old man in black robe rolled his sleeves and was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
Tianji Pavilion now has many masters, and there is also a Martial Lord sitting in charge.
The initiative is indeed in other people's hands.
Murong Yue shook his head and sighed: "They can't let ordinary disciples leave. If they go out and talk nonsense, they will insult the reputation of Tianji Pavilion. Therefore, there must be no ordinary disciples left."
He looked unbearable, shook his head and sighed.
"Sect Master, I believe that Fengyun Sect would rather die than surrender. If the elites of our sect surrender, the innocent ordinary disciples in the sect will be equivalent to being abandoned, and we will not be able to see the founder of the sect under Jiuquan."
"Mr. He, that's what I mean. If that's the case, then you should go back to rest and recuperate. I'm afraid Tianji Pavilion will come knocking on your door soon."
"good!"
The old man in black robe exited the hall.
In the hall, Murong Yue stood on the spot, his eyes flickering, and there was a hint of cryptic expression on his face.