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Chapter 1742 Career advancement

The middle-aged man frowned and did not rush to get it. Instead, he glanced left and right with a burning gaze.

The four people huddled in the woods shook their heads secretly.

You really can’t underestimate the people of the world.

This middle-aged man is obviously a smart and careful person, has rich experience in martial arts, and acts cautiously.

If it were a young man, he might have picked up the beads in his hands without any care.

The appearance of this string of beads is excellent.

Anyone who dabbles in antiques and antiques can see their extraordinary value.

Wealth and silk are attractive to people's hearts, and people in the martial arts world are not immune to vulgarity.

But this middle-aged man restrained his impulse and did not rush forward, which was really rare.

They met a powerful person.

But he was not depressed, but happy.

Several young people had passed by before, some of them were alone, but they did not choose these young people.

It was obviously easy to choose, but I chose a middle-aged man, for no other reason than because the young man might not be able to get close to the core.

Then all your work is in vain.

Watching the middle-aged man slowly turn around in a circle, his eyes swept everywhere, including the woods at his feet, like lightning.

But the four of them were very good at concealing their auras. Not only were their auras completely gone, they were integrated with the woods, but their bodies were also hidden behind the trees, avoiding his gaze.

There was a sound of clothes flying.

Two more people came floating in the distance.

Xu Qingluo and the others shook their heads secretly.

This Wentian Sect is not famous, but it has many disciples, and it is a bit strange that they often return to Wentian Sect at this time.

Under normal circumstances, the most popular time for returning disciples is in the evening.

Go out in the morning and come back in the evening.

Looking at the situation of Wentian Sect, the disciples who did not go out during this period were all the disciples who returned.

They came in a hurry, as if they were on their way.

This is really abnormal.

The middle-aged man saw the other two people from a distance, lowered his head and bent down to pick up the beads, quickly looked at them and then put them on his wrists, pretending to adjust his boots.

When he dusted off his boots and stood up, another young man had already arrived, cupping his fists and saluting: "Senior Brother Hu."

The middle-aged man nodded: "Where did you come back from?"

"Yunjing." A young man said with a smile: "After seeing the prosperity of Yunjing, it is indeed Yunjing!"

"See how many days you have been traveling in a row?"

"I didn't rush much, I came back in three days," the young man said with a smile, "Senior Brother Hu didn't go to Yunjing to visit?"

The middle-aged man said: "When I was young, I lived there for a year, but after seeing it for a long time, it just looked like that."

"One year..." The two young men looked envious.

They are in a period when they envy and yearn for prosperity and want to live in Yunjing.

Although the sect is nice, it is too remote. Everything happens in the sect, and I have long been tired of staying there.

This time they had the opportunity to go to Yunjing and saw the prosperity and liveliness of Yunjing. They were fascinated and wished they could live in Yunjing forever.

"You guys..." the middle-aged man shook his head and continued to move forward, saying at the same time: "You have been outside for a long time, and you know that the best thing is within the sect. People are unpredictable, and no one knows what they are thinking when they are smiling in front of them.

It will harm you."

The young man smiled and said: "Senior brother, it's not that easy to harm us. Let's do it before they want to do it."

This is their special skill of asking Tianzong.

"It's boring." The middle-aged man shook his head, looking lonely.

The two young men looked at each other and asked no more questions.

They flew up the mountain peak, passed through the floating clouds, and arrived at the sect. They continued to move forward without stopping, heading towards the highest hall in the north.

Xu Qingluo and the other four followed lightly and silently.

From time to time, Wentian Sect disciples hurried back, but were unaware of the four of them. At this time, when there were many people, vigilance was at its weakest.

No one thought that someone would dare to break in at this time.

The four of them, Xu Qingluo, followed closely behind the middle-aged man, about a hundred meters away, watching the middle-aged man walking with his Buddhist beads.

When Xu Qingluo and the others passed a certain building, they paused for a moment and then continued forward, ignoring the warning signs in their hearts.

As they kept getting closer, the warning signs became stronger and stronger.

Finally, they got into a two-story attic, pushed the window open a crack, and looked outside.

They looked at the majestic hall, the empty square in front of the hall, and the statue of the god standing in the center of the square.

This statue stands on a high platform about three meters high.

The statue is a lifelike and handsome middle-aged man.

He looks like a god, especially the vertical child between his eyebrows, which adds a bit of majesty, as if he is looking down on all living beings.

His eyes seemed alive, and his gaze seemed to be moving, as if he wanted to see into the depths of his heart and see his most subtle thoughts.

After the four of them saw it, their hearts were awe-inspiring, almost wanting to reveal their deepest secrets. They felt majestic and close, thanks to the cool breath flowing between their eyebrows.

They did not transmit the message into the secret, they just stared at the statue.

The crowd gradually gathered towards the statue, standing in circles. The innermost circle was the old man, the outer circle was the middle-aged people, and the outer circle was the young disciples.

Their expressions were solemn, and their hands were in strange mudras.

An old man with white eyebrows and eyebrows floated up and landed next to the statue. His eyes were like lightning, sweeping over everyone in the square, and said slowly: "It's almost time for people to arrive, and it's almost time."

Everyone stared at him.

The old man caressed his silver beard and said slowly: "I Wentian Zong lived in seclusion in the world, looking down at the things in the world of mortals, and laughing at the changing winds and clouds. But now the situation is different, and it is the time when we Wentian Zong was born."

His calm voice slowly reached everyone's ears.

Everyone was startled.

The old man stroked his beard and said: "I saw the Lord of God in my dream three days ago. The Lord of God gave an order that Wentian Sect should no longer hide in seclusion."

The young disciples standing behind the crowd were immediately overjoyed.

The middle-aged disciples were thoughtful.

The old men in the innermost circle looked solemn and frowned.

Obviously, they don't want to be born and ask Tianzong to change their ways.

The young disciples immediately started talking.

They have long felt that guarding the dry mountains with all their abilities is really a waste of natural resources. They also practice hard. Others can become famous all over the world and dominate the world, but they can only remain unknown. A trip to Yunjing is a great enjoyment.

.

This is so unfair.

But the rules of the sect are just rules. There is no way to disobey them, you can only live with them.

Now that things are finally changing, this is simply a blessing and a great joy.

But the middle-aged disciples were hesitant.

Clan rules are both a restraint and a protection.

The disciples of the Wentian Sect possess a unique skill, but this unique skill is not invincible, otherwise, they would not be able to escape forever.

They have a lot of experience in the martial arts world and know that the Wentian Sect's martial arts are not that strong and are at best on par with several major sects.

If he really wanted to be born, he might be suppressed by several major sects together. Even if the Wentian Sect had its unique miraculous skills that could avoid disaster and seek good fortune, they might not be able to stop him.

As for the old people, they resist instinctively.

They have been following the rules for hundreds of years, but now they are breaking them all at once, which makes them very unaccustomed and feels extremely unsettled.


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