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Chapter 145: Choosing a Side

[69 Book Bar - www.] Just when the Zhonghua Sect has cultivated ten powerful saints, the entire Mojian Continent is undergoing subtle changes. As the leading sect in Mojian Continent, Mojian Sect has not seen much movement. They

When the Sword-Happy Saint took the holy sword to exchange for the spiritual stone, he knew that the Wujian Sect had invited a holy hidden power, but the Mojian Sect didn't seem to take it to heart at all. It seemed that they were not worried at all.

This foreign powerful man will have an impact on their leadership status.

But other sects were not so calm. When Yang Quan and Wei Meng were extracting the spirit stones from the Mojian Pavilion, many interested sects were eyeing the two, not that they wanted to do anything to Yang Quan and the two.

, but they wanted to curry favor, because they recognized Yang Quan as the disciple of the great sage, and the great sage was the eldest son of the powerful Shengyin, and they didn’t know who leaked the news.

The bad thing is that those disciples of Wujian Sect can't keep their mouths shut, and they might go out to show off.

After Yang Quan returned to the Dihuang Dimension, many saints from the sects came to visit the Wujian Sect with heavy gifts, and got involved with the Wujian Sect, and thus got connected with the Shengyin Power in disguise.

Even if you don't get any benefits from this holy master, you can at least have peace of mind. At least your visit shows goodwill, and you won't end up like the sword-loving saint. This is the unanimous thought of those who visit the sect.

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But those sects that are attached to the Mojian Sect are also silent. It’s not that they don’t want to express goodwill, but they only follow the Mojian Sect’s lead. There is no movement from the Mojian Sect, and they dare not make any movement. After all, the Mojian Sect is the entire

Mojian Continent's flaunted sect is commanded by the local Shengyin Power. What's more, the Mojian Ancestor successfully overcame the tribulation and became an immortal under the witness of everyone. Many people speculate that Mojian Sect has nothing to do with this.

Things are so calm, maybe he looks down on this holy hermit. After all, the ancestor of Mojian Sect is an immortal at the moment.

There are also some other sects, even the sects that had good relations with the Sword-Happy Sect in the past, and they remained calm. The Sword-Happy Saint was forced to this point by the Shengyin, and they immediately came over to offer condolences, but only

They said some words of comfort and did not dare to denounce the holy hermit, but there was no movement after leaving. They did not visit the Wujian Sect because they did not want to embarrass the Sword-Hungry Sect and did not want to break with the Sword-Hungry Saint.

If the Holy Lord comes too close, it is because he is afraid of being implicated and retaliated by the Holy Hermit.

At the same time that the Zhonghua Sect was promoted to ten saints at the same time, these saints from the sects who were friends with the Sword-Happy Saint were all invited to the Sword-Happy Sect by the Sword-Happy Saint.

In fact, at this critical moment, they were very reluctant to come. They wanted to find excuses to evade, but the sword-loving saint said in the letter that if they did not come today, they would break off relations with them and they would be responsible for all the consequences. His words were domineering and they were so confident.

So powerful, everyone was forced by his fierce power and had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush over.

At this moment, in the main hall of Sword-Happiness Sect, all the one hundred seats are packed. The weakest one is the Little Saint, and among them there are no less than twenty Saints.

The Sword-Happy Saint sat on the main seat and looked around at the saints with a smile. He was very satisfied that not a single one of them was left behind. They were all present. He coughed twice and said: "The house is full of guests today. The Sword-Happy Gate is full of guests.

Piper shines brightly!"

The people below forced a smile and responded casually, but a Buddhist saint stood up and said to the sword-loving saint: "Xijian, you have known me for nearly a hundred years, and you know my temper best.

, just tell me what you have to say, I don’t like to be so polite!”

"Haha, Master Leng Chan is indeed a cheerful person. Okay, let's be honest about Sword Addict! I invite you all here today because I want you to help Sword Addict and take revenge!" Sword Addict Holy Lord is also straightforward and straightforward.

said.

"Xijian, the enemy you mentioned, is that mysterious existence from Wujian Sect?" Master Leng Chan has known Xijian for a long time, and he is also very direct.

"Exactly!" The sword-loving Saint smiled and nodded.

"ah!"

"this..."

"Isn't this dragging us to die together? Sword-loving Saint, you..."

The hall suddenly became noisy, and everyone was talking about it. Seeing everyone like this, the sword-loving saint didn't even get angry and allowed them to talk.

"You are addicted to swords. Forgive me for speaking frankly, but what you are doing is unethical!" The old monk said bluntly, and everyone nodded in agreement.

"Oh, Master Leng Chan, please give me some advice. Sword-loving Lord is all ears!" Sword-loving Saint said with a gentle smile.

"All the saints here, no matter the minor saints, the great saints, the holy kings, the saints, and their disciples are your friends of the Sword-Happying Sect, not your enemies, right or wrong?" Master Leng Chan asked.

"Yes! If you dare to accept my invitation from Jian Xiu at this critical juncture and arrive on time, you are of course my close friends from Jian Xiu!" Xi Jian admitted.

"Then why do you want to harm us?" the old monk continued to question.

"Master, what do you mean by this? How can I harm my friends if I am addicted to swords?"

"Aren't you calling everyone together this time to unite us to deal with that Shengyin? I'm not being alarmist. Even if we all here take action together, the Shengyin's powerful three moves can wipe out our entire army!"

Everyone felt that what Master Leng Chan said was reasonable, and they all agreed, and then looked at Xijian to see how he would answer.

"Sword-loving didn't let you confront that holy hermit!"

"That's okay. If you want weapons or spiritual stones from the Jianxi Sect, we can supply them in unlimited quantities!" the old monk said very bachelorly.

"No, no, no, master has misunderstood. Please be patient and listen to Xijian's explanation!"

"You say it, we listen!"

"Is this non-sharpening sword competition going to start soon? The great sage and the golden elixir monk will definitely participate. Sword-loving just wants everyone to help. During the competition, if your disciples encounter the golden elixir monk,

Brother Dan, please don't show mercy, there are no rules in the sword sharpening competition anyway, so you can't kill!"

"This?" Everyone was in a dilemma, even the old monk was in a dilemma, "Sword-loving, there is no such rule in the competition. It is easy to kill the golden elixir monk, but it will definitely anger the holy hermit, and he will definitely take revenge after the competition!

"

"Yes, yes, Master Leng Chan is right. This is no different from confronting the mighty Shengyin head-on!" Others agreed.

"After all, you are still afraid of the wrath of that holy hermit!" The sword-loving saint shook his head and said.

"Aren't you afraid? Don't forget that you suffered a big loss at his hands. You are addicted to swords. If you listen to my advice, the matter is over. The holy hermit can't even talk about it and takes you.

The spirit stone will no longer cause trouble, so don’t think about revenge. The anger of the Holy Hidden Power is not something you and I can bear!" The old monk said sincerely, and everyone agreed.

"I can't bear the sword addiction. In your opinion, can I bear it?" Immediately after the old monk's voice, a sound like a bell resounded through the entire hall. Everyone was startled and raised their heads to look for it.

Whoosh!

A powerful aura fell in front of the Sword-Happy Saint, who knelt down and said, "Disciple, see Master!"

"Holy...Holy Hidden Power! This..." The old monk stared at the old man intently, his whole body was shaking, his legs were not obeying his command and he knelt down. With a plop, he knelt down instinctively.

Thump thump!

Everyone knelt down and worshiped. The old man in front of him was filled with a noble and holy aura, and there was an aura of great hermit in his pressure. Everyone did not dare to look up and face him, and it was even difficult to breathe.

.

"Leng Chan meets Senior Shengyin!"

"We meet Senior Shengyin!" Everyone shouted in unison.

"Everyone, get up and talk!"

"Thank you, senior!" Everyone stood up in silence. The old man didn't say to give up his seat. They all stood, not daring to touch the chair with their buttocks.

"I am very disappointed with your performance just now!"

thump!

When everyone heard this, their legs trembled and they knelt down again.

"Senior, please forgive me, senior, please spare my life! Senior, you must understand our difficulties, you are addicted to swords, you are addicted to swords, please help us to beg for mercy!" Monk Leng Chan's shiny head was sweating, obviously he was frightened.

"Master, they are certainly at fault, but please forgive them as they are my disciple's friends!" Xi Jian said hypocritically.

"Forget it! I'll spare you this time, get up!"

"Thank you for not killing me, senior!" Everyone wiped the sweat from their foreheads and did not dare to look up.

"You already know the meaning of Sword-Happiness, and I don't want to repeat it again. If you are willing to help, I will remember your favor. If you don't want to, I won't force you. You can leave directly. From now on, you will be cut off from Sword-Happiness Sect!" The old man said

The tone was calm, but it was Chi Guoguo's threat that reached everyone's ears.

Among the people, there is no fool who can cultivate to the holy realm, and no one has become a spirit. Therefore, no one moves their feet. They know very well that once they step out of the threshold, their body and head will be in a different place.

"Okay, very good! Then you can continue talking. I'm sleepy, so go back and rest first!" The old man said expressionlessly, then turned around and entered the back hall.

"Congratulations, senior!"

After the old man left, everyone felt relieved and finally dared to take a deep breath.

"I'm addicted to swords, I'm addicted to swords. Why didn't you tell me earlier that you don't think of us as friends? Since your master is here to take charge of the overall situation, what do we have to worry about? You, you..." Master Leng Chan pointed out.

The Sword Addicted Saint scolded him.

"Haha, Master has been tired all the way and is addicted to swords. I didn't want to disturb his old man, but..."

When everyone heard this, they all lowered their heads in embarrassment. If Xi Jian didn't show his trump card, no one here would agree.

"Since everyone is willing to help Xijian, I would like to thank you all. The sword sharpening competition is about to begin. Xijian will not leave you alone. I have said everything that should be said about Xijian. Everyone, go back and prepare well!"

The Sword Saint clasped his fists and said.

"That's it, let's go back first. Let's see you at the sword sharpening competition!" Master Leng Chan took the lead and then led everyone out of the Sword Addicting Sect.

The sword-loving Saint sneered as he watched their figures leave. The world of cultivation is such a reality. All friendships appear so fragile and vulnerable in the face of absolute strength. He shook his head helplessly, glad that he was still alive.

There is a master who misses old friendship so much.

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