"Well, Zhigao! Since the matter has been explained clearly, there is nothing to worry about. You can go back first and tell the peak master for me that in ten days, Chang Sheng will enter the medicine pool to practice for a month and let him prepare.
Yan Long patted Chang Sheng on the shoulder with doting eyes, turned to Wang Zhigao and said.
"Yes, uncle, disciple, please leave." Wang Zhigao said goodbye and left very knowingly. When he walked out of the room, he found that his back was soaked with cold sweat. He quickly circulated his true energy to remove the cold sweat from his body.
Evaporated, Yukong flew towards the ninth floor.
After watching Wang Zhigao leave, Chang Sheng turned around and asked, "Master, why are you here? And what are the two deacons doing business here doing?"
"The front line was a little tight, so some of the disciples who were still idle were sent out. The peak master asked the master to temporarily manage the foreign affairs hall on the second floor. As for the two deacons, they have gone to the third floor to exchange spiritual pills for mission rewards.
Gone." Yanlong explained gently.[
"The front line is actually tight! Doesn't it mean that the overall strength of our Fire Cloud Sect has surpassed that of the Yunxiao Sect?" Chang Sheng asked in confusion.
"In this war, the Yunxiao Sect and the Wanjian Sect joined forces to deal with our Huoyun Sect. So at the beginning of the war, our Huoyun Sect's situation was not good, but there is no need to worry. The Beast Control Sect has sent a large number of disciples to help
We need reinforcements, and our Fire Cloud Sect has also increased its troops. It’s hard to say who will win and who will lose!" Yanlong said with a smile.
"Then our Fire Cloud Sect suffered heavy casualties at the beginning." When Chang Sheng thought about the unfavorable situation at the beginning of the war, he couldn't help but think of those former inner and outer sect disciples who might have been buried in a foreign land.
"War! Casualties are inevitable. To become a monk, you should have the consciousness of death. If you cannot see through life and death, how can you pursue the road? And although the casualties in such a war will be heavy, in this war, as long as
Almost all those who can survive can become elite disciples. If you can't keep up in the big waves, you will naturally be eliminated." Yan Long's face was full of seriousness at this moment.
Hearing the words of the master, Chang Sheng's heart was filled with emotion. Although what the master said was ruthless, it was also the reality of the monastic world. Moreover, the Huoyun Sect did not lack those disciples who were eliminated. With the Huoyun Sect's domain
It is so vast and has such a large base of sect members that tens of millions of new disciples are transported to the Huoyun Sect every year.
And if you want to become a strong person, you have to have your hands stained with blood. Only those who crawl out from the pile of dead people can become a strong person. Although there are people in the monastic world who do not care about fighting, but their cultivation level is extremely high.
Human beings exist, but whenever such aliens fight, the results are often extremely miserable! This is a fact that has been confirmed.
Therefore, if you want to gain a foothold in the monastic world and become a strong person, it is impossible without the tempering of iron and blood. Thinking of this, Chang Sheng's somewhat emotional mood suddenly disappeared! One general has accomplished the feat and tens of thousands of bones have dried up. If he doesn't think about it,
To become that pile of withered bones, you must become strong! Only by stepping on mountains of bones and seas of blood can you become strong. This is a path that every strong person must take, and no one can escape this cycle.
"Don't have too much baggage. This is the cruelty and reality of the monastic world." Yan Long also said with emotion.