w "If there is no master in heaven, it will be difficult for the alliance to turn its back on the guest."
"That's all I can think of. Anyway, the construction project of the evil city is intensifying, and it has recruited another million NPC workers." Jian Ruyan stretched out, feeling a little tired and tired. "When I was on the isolated island, I felt that life was a little lighter.
Now I feel it’s too cumbersome, it would be great if I could just focus on practicing.”
The wish of many masters of this skill can only be a beautiful fantasy. When people are in the world, they can't help but think that they can be quiet if they are alone. If you don't look for trouble, trouble will come to you. If you don't plan ahead, you will only regret it when trouble comes.
It's too late.
But preparing for a rainy day is a trouble that can kill people. Endless changes, the ambitions of countless underachievers, and the hard work of countless powerful masters are all pressure. There is no plan for a rainy day. When you are completely defeated, shout "I
I don't want to care about anything, I just want to practice martial arts quietly..." When he said this, the response was dismissive contempt and merciless sword attack.
If the latecomers want to move forward, they must overthrow the older generation who are blocking the way. If they don’t want to be overthrown, they can only get used to the tediousness and fatigue caused by planning ahead.
Many masters and masters of the old generation have no intention of managing their power. Some do not understand, and some are too wise. They would rather rely on big trees to avoid falling into such tiring and cumbersome matters.
"By the way, I heard that Xiao Longnu is in trouble."
Yiyun was silent. This was an inevitable outcome. He believed that Xiao Longnu had already made sufficient mental preparations, and outsiders had no way of interfering, and there was nothing they could do if they intervened.
The situation of the Ancient Tomb Sect is very similar to that of the Emei God Sect. There are fewer involvements in the alliance. Xiao Longnu concentrates on teaching disciples in the sect and rarely participates in many tedious battles. Compared with the Feitian God Sect, the enthusiasm of the Tantric leader is
, Xiao Longnu and Qingyi looked lifeless.
Fengqing and Hammer King Dai will go there personally whenever the disciples of the sect have something to do. Therefore, their exposure rate in the world is very high, and many people have seen and witnessed their martial arts skills. Therefore, under their fame,
, the strength and weakness of martial arts are clearly presented in front of people in the world. When people mention it, they will talk about which day and time they defeated famous masters with their own hands, how many moves they used, etc... People in the world can easily understand.
, the martial arts of masters at those levels can probably take a few moves in front of them. Famous masters can roughly guess the gap between themselves and them based on the fame of other defeated masters. Even if they have not fought against them, more
Even famous masters are convinced. They know they are not as good as they are.
Qingyi. In the hearts of Jianghu people, Xiao Longnu is the leader of the Great God Sect, and her martial arts should be very high. But how high it is, there is no way to compare or position it, so naturally there is no topic of comparison. Like many silent old Jianghu
They all looked lifeless. Many famous experts were in awe of them but also dissatisfied with their confidence. They all thought that without fighting, they might be stronger than them.
The masters of the Alliance are like this, and the masters of the Lingjiu Palace are even more so. They trust in actual combat. The masters of the Lingjiu Palace who speak from the facts are more dismissive of the 'old martial arts masters' who only hear about their names but don't know their true nature than the disciples of the various god sects in the alliance. This
It is a kind of custom that has not changed since the Jianghu existed and is unlikely to change.
In the hearts of a large number of returning disciples who returned from Lingjiu Palace, the former Little Dragon Girl was a powerful and perfect leader. But now, in their eyes, the Little Dragon Girl is an old Jianghu who is famous but not real.
The incompetent leader of the Tomb Sect's growth.
Piaoxue's success in winning the Emei God Sect is an exciting precedent.
The Tomb Sect was crowded with people inside and outside.
A large number of returned disciples were outside the ancient tomb. Inside the ancient tomb, some of the resident disciples stared at the returned disciples with arrogant expressions with hostility.
In the center of the ancient tomb, Xiao Longnu was sitting in the position of the leader. On both sides of her face stood the stationed elders and experts. In the center was a group of experts led by the core figure of the returned disciples, Bai Tomu.
"What needs to be said has already been said. If the leader is to let Xian go, we still have to fight to determine the outcome." Bai Tomb is different from Piaoxue. She is very confident. When she was in Lingjiu Palace, her reputation was slightly higher than Piaoxue.
A little bit. So she chose to return to the faction because she originally wanted to make a big difference. Originally, she had no such direct plans, but Piaoxue made her realize that there was no need to hold back and wait. She looked down on old people like Xiao Longnu at all.
Years of experience in the Eagle Palace made her feel that Xiao Longnu was not worth mentioning compared to the masters of the Eagle Palace.
"Presumptuous!" the stationed elders beside Xiao Longnu yelled angrily. Although Xiao Longnu had already said to calm down, she and many stationed experts still found it unbearable to face the attitude of people like Bai Tomb.
Xiao Longnu felt chilled by Bai Tomb's attitude. If it had been in the past, this kind of thing would never have happened, and she would have taught her a lesson without hesitation! Now, she no longer has that kind of arrogance, like Qingyi
In the same way, they will clearly and calmly realize how many casualties and meaningless casualties will be caused by internal fighting. Fellow sects fight for the rights of the leader.
"The sect is for you, let's go." Xiao Longnu stood up slowly. The elders and masters who had received the order earlier immediately contacted many of the stationed disciples who were willing to follow and leave to defect from the sect.
Bai Tomu smiled coldly. "What are you talking about? Even if you want to leave, you have to rely on the rebel faction to judge your crime!"
Pairs of angry eyes focused on Bai Tomu's face.
That's too much!
Yes, everyone has this kind of anger in their hearts.
Xiao Longnu walked slowly in front of Bai Tomu. When she stopped, she moved her right hand quickly and drew the sword. Bai Tomu sneered and stretched out his palm. When he was about to catch Xiao Longnu's sword-holding wrist, his hand slipped, his eyes flashed, and his wrist spun.
When he moved, the lady's sword was already pressed against Bai Tomb's heart.
Bai Tomu's face was pale. She was dissatisfied, but had nothing to say. She thought that the little female dragon was deliberately attacking, otherwise she would never be restrained by one move.
"I don't want to give you the sect because I don't want any unnecessary casualties. If you think I'm afraid of you, you're wrong." Goddess Xiaolong said coldly and left with a cold expression. Those disciples stationed in the ancient tomb who had made contact with each other rushed out of the sect, and after a while
, eighty percent of the stationed disciples were gone. Xiao Longnu sheathed her sword and led the many stationed elders and masters who had resigned from the ancient tomb out.
"Kill them!" someone suggested angrily, and Bai Tomu snorted coldly. "If she leaves the Tomb Sect and doesn't pass on the throne, no one will be able to make it down alive!"
"Master, why didn't you just kill Bai Tomu?" Although the law enforcement elders and other stationed experts felt that there was nothing more to be done and saw Bai Tomu deflated, they were still unwilling to give up the sect to them.
"Kill her, and the other returning disciples will not be convinced, and a civil war will inevitably happen. It is not easy for you to cultivate to this day. It is not worth it to be buried in the hands of a fellow disciple for the rights of a leader." Walking out of the ancient tomb, those who crowded around
The disciples of the noble sect outside the ancient tomb all stepped forward with evil looks on their faces, and their intent to persecute them was clear.
System Announcement: The ancient tomb god sent the little dragon girl to pass on the position of leader of the god to the white tomb...
The noble sect disciples who were blocking the way silently moved out of the way and watched coldly as the people led by Xiao Longnu passed through the crowd and went all the way down the mountain.
"Master, I'm going to the bank to withdraw money." A stationed elder volunteered. Xiao Longnu smiled slightly and shook her head. "No, I made an appointment with the master of Qingyi to meet at the Yuelai Inn." The financial status of the Ancient Tomb God Sect.
It is not necessary for the Emei God Sect to be good, but it is only half-measured. It is impossible to build a sect with its own financial resources. Therefore, Xiao Longnu can only borrow money from Qingyi.
System prompt: The mysterious person transferred 10 billion into your bank...
Xiao Longnu was slightly startled, unexpectedly but not unexpectedly. After a while, she smiled sadly and couldn't help but recall the past many, many years ago...
"Qingyi, I won't come. The mysterious person sent the money."
"Actually, I had guessed that he would do this... Well, you can work on establishing the sect and arranging disciples first, and we will meet up another day."
After turning off the sound transmission and entering the secret, Xiao Longnu was still in a daze...
In the rain curtain, the figures of Xiao Longnu and Nuo Chang's disciples behind her were all covered with a layer of haze...
Sword King Mountain.
Another challenger, after running around the Sword King for several hours, when he was tired and relaxed, he was killed by the Sword King with one sword.
All around, the Sword King's disciples cheered excitedly.
"Okay! I watched the clown run around for several hours, and the master didn't even bother to pay attention to it. He easily killed him as soon as he drew his sword!"
Xiruo wiped the rain off Sword King's face and smiled. "Are you tired?"
"What a shame! It's so annoying to overestimate one's abilities. I know that no one in the world is worthy of fighting with me. I just want to quietly accept apprentices and teach skills in this Sword King Mountain. But, no matter what, I have to draw my sword in vain!"
The king looked melancholy, looked up at the sky, and sighed heavily.
Xiruo held his arm and entered the main hall under the admiring gaze of many disciples.
"It will pass soon. There have been fewer and fewer people coming to challenge recently. In the future, when the disciples grow up, there will be no need for you to draw your sword all the time." After Xiruo said that, after thinking about it, she still mentioned some disciples.
Thoughts. "Some disciples feel that if you can go out and find a few of the most famous people in the world today to try the sword, no one will dare to ask for trouble."
"Alas! It's a waste of effort to find an opponent!"
Xiruo had known that the Sword King would be dismissive, so she stopped trying to persuade him. After resting with him for a while, she went out on her own to urge her disciples to concentrate on practicing.
The golden gauze curtain fluttered gently in the wind.
A figure stood at the door with a smile, looking at the Sword King in the room with a melancholy expression, drinking by himself.
The desolate desert has become a distant legend.
Long-term rainfall has turned a few places in the desert into oases, and more places have turned into vast oceans. As far as the eye can see, there are waves of water, and the continuous raindrops fall like countless small stones into the water, and the continuous rapids
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