In an instant, it was as if a pot was boiling in the square. Except for Zhuge Jingyu, everyone had an expression of extreme shock on their faces. After standing still for a long time, everyone burst out into exclamations like a mountain roar and a tsunami. The shock on the monks' faces gradually gradually
It turned into questioning. Facing the faces full of questions, Gu Siqin had no intention of answering. He stared at the sky with an expressionless face, as if he was also a seeker of knowledge, seeking the answers to all these questions from the sky.
The doubts on the faces of some monks turned into anger, and the anger was burning on their faces, including Gu Jian. They really couldn't accept that the sect they guarded with their lives and blood was suddenly "disbanded" one morning.
Even if the person who announced the news was the acting head of the Tianqiong Sect, it would not work. Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted, "Why!"
"Tell me the answer!"
"We have a right to know what's going on!"
Then the voices of doubts came one after another, and the accusations were also mixed with the scoldings of some extremely angry people. For a while, the chaos around the Paiyun Palace was like a busy city. Gu Siqin still had no intention of answering. He looked at the people in the yard coldly, only
A few people can feel the deep sadness in this look. Chen Yunsheng knew that there were few monks present who loved their sect more than this old man with white hair.
Gu Jian's heart seemed to be stabbed by thousands of swords. All the accusations against Gu Siqin seemed to be directed at him. His hands were clenched tightly, his nails dug into his hands, and a few spots of bright red oozed from between his fingers. Suddenly, Gu
The sword flew up to the roof of Paiyun Hall, and pointed at Gu Siqin with his parallel fingers. The outstretched fingers were a little trembling, and he asked in a stern voice: "Why did you say such a thing?! Please take back what you just said."
Gu Siqin looked at him indifferently, with a bit of sadness and helplessness in his voice, "As a father, I have no choice but to do this. According to the tip, the Xiliang Kingdom colluded with the Shura Sect in an attempt to level our sky. I thought about it again and again for my father, and for everyone's safety,
We can only temporarily disband the sect."
Gu Jian's eyes were cracked and he said loudly: "What about the Shura Sect? It's just death. There are a few monks in the Tianqiong Sect who are afraid of death. We were born here and grew up here, so naturally we will die here. This is us
My home! I can’t give this place up to anyone else. If you want to leave, go with Gu Siqin. If you don’t want to leave, stay with me and kill the Shura Sect completely.”
Gu Jian was filled with indignation. Calling his father by his first name was already disrespectful, but on this occasion it had the opposite effect. The crowd in the square was boiling, blood was flowing through these monks, and people were shouting slogans of a fight to the death.
I swear to live and die with the sky.
Gu Siqin's eyes gradually became determined, and suddenly he said loudly: "I didn't expect that there are so many strong-minded people in the Tianqiong Sect. Since you won't leave, and I won't leave either, the Asura Sect must conquer Taibai Peak if they want to.
My corpse." In front of the Paiyun Palace, everyone's morale was once again boosted, and a fierce fighting spirit shot straight into the sky, making the half-covered white sun's light in the sky even more depressed.
Zhuge Jingyu poked at Chen Yunsheng and said helplessly: "Uncle Gu's method of mourning the soldiers is just right, but there are more people who died in vain on Taibai Peak." Chen Yunsheng felt that Gu Siqin's approach was a bit weird, and he often
Zhuge Jingyu suddenly understood after he pointed it out, and secretly sighed that Gu Siqin was so scheming that even if he knew the cause and effect, he would not be able to see through it, let alone other monks of the Tianqiong Sect who were not interested in it.
Just listen to Gu Siqin continue to say: "Sitian Pavilion and Shura Sect are not the same, and we must not take them lightly. Shura Sect's behavior is extremely secretive. It can be concluded from some clues circulated in the world of cultivation that the disciples of this sect cultivate
They are relatively high-ranking and cruel in their methods. They are all warriors who are not afraid of death. I have thought about it over and over again and thought that all the monks and handymen below the level of foundation building in the mountain should be dismissed. What role can they play in a battle of this level?
It’s limited, and it doesn’t make much sense to stay here only to increase casualties. What do you think?”
As soon as these words were said, there was another commotion in the square, but it gradually subsided after a short time. People obviously did not have too many objections to this idea. Even Gu Jian, who had been filled with indignation just now, did not say anything.
Several qi-training monks were a little angry, seeming to blame Gu Siqin for looking down on them.
Zhuge Jingyu slapped his thigh hard and said to Chen Yunsheng in a low voice: "It seems that Uncle Gu has long thought about dismissing the Qi training monks. This is a good approach and can save many people's lives."
Chen Yunsheng nodded and said: "That's true. If Senior Brother Gu doesn't use the method of mourning the soldiers, I'm afraid that as soon as he announces the dismissal of the Qi Practitioners, the other disciples will lose their temper and the situation will be difficult to control."
Zhuge Jingyu nodded in agreement. Just as the two of them were whispering, Ye Sihan and Xue Li started to "act out" at the same time. They were both targets of demobilization. If Xue Li still had a home in Xianzhou to return to, Ye Sihan was completely homeless.
However, she has grown up on this mountain since she was a child.
Ye Sihan stared at his mother with a pair of big tearful eyes, and begged with a hint of tears: "Mother, please don't send me away. Sihan is not going anywhere. With your protection, Sihan has nothing to fear."
Looking at their daughter's tender cheeks, Ye Chuanyun and Han Jiangyan were also a little worried about where to send these two children. Since the Shura Sect has already touched the Tianqiong Mountains, looking around, where is the paradise?
Seeing the distress of Ye Chuanyun and his wife, Chen Yunsheng suggested: "Sixth Senior Brother, Yunsheng knows the location of a place, it should be safe."
"Where?" Ye Chuanyun looked up at him and asked.
"The White Tiger Altar, although there are some white tiger ethnic groups living there, there are also some barbarians gathered there. Although these people are called barbarians, in Yun Sheng's eyes, they are no different from ordinary people. Bai Shisan and I from the White Tiger Altar
If you are old, I am willing to escort the two children to take refuge somewhere, and then pick them up after the storm is over." The first thing Chen Yunsheng thought of was this place. Compared to the Wolf Valley, this place is more like a place for people to live, and White Tiger
Shenjun's cultivation level is also higher than that of White Fang, so he can provide more powerful protection for these two children.
Han Jiangyan suddenly asked: "Is Shura Sect terrible? Can we not send Sihan away in Chuanyun? With the defensive array around Taibai Peak and the disciples on the mountain, we may not be without the strength to fight. Soon
Didn’t we have a great victory over Sitian Pavilion before?"
Zhuge Jingyu took over the conversation, "Uncle Seventh, it would be better to send Junior Sister Sihan away. The White Tiger Shrine is definitely much safer than Taibai Mountain at this time. Now is not the time to consider the love between children. After all, the best thing is to save lives."
It's important." Han Jiangyan was originally an enlightened person, but because it involved his own flesh and blood, it was a little difficult to let go. After calming down, he nodded and agreed to Chen Yunsheng's proposal.
At this moment, there was a burst of weird laughter from the Paiyun Hall, and three figures suddenly appeared in the sky in the three directions of east, west, north and west. These three people seemed to appear out of thin air, and no one was aware of it at all. The three people were wearing separate clothes.
Wearing red, white and black linen robes, they were all barefoot and without shoes. The expressions on their faces were vicious, and you could tell at a glance that they were definitely not kind.
Without even looking, Gu Siqin opened his hand and struck out with a sword. The green sword light shot through the air and hit the strange man in red robes to the east. Many monks in Xuntianyuan could not hold back for a long time and released magic weapons one after another.
The instrument was used, and thousands of lights floated in the sky above the Paiyun Palace at once, which was really spectacular.
The weird man in red robe waved his sleeve, and a strong wind blew by. Gu Siqin's flying sword slowed down slightly. He took this opportunity to fly into the air more than twenty feet. The weird man in white robe made a strange cry, and the spirit jumped out from the sky.
A white mourning stick. As soon as the stick came out, fierce winds hit it, causing the magical weapons flying in the direction to stop in mid-air.
Ye Chuanyun and Qin Luoshui struck out with their swords, leaving two streaks of white and red light, heading straight towards the white-robed monster. Qin Luoshui was in the middle stage of the golden elixir, and Ye Chuanyun was at the peak of the early stage of the golden elixir. The power of their natal magic weapons was naturally in harmony with each other.
Ordinary magic weapons cannot be compared. In an instant, two flying swords penetrated the miserable Yin wind and went straight to the face of the white-robed man.
The man in white robe continued to sneer, his fingers slightly raised, and the mourning stick hit the center of the Soul-Chasing Sword and the Setting Sun Sword. The two flying swords trembled violently and were knocked away more than two feet. They were disturbed by the two flying swords.
, many magic weapons that were originally fixed in the air continued to hit the man in white. His body drew an afterimage, which also floated into the mid-air twenty feet high. At the same time, Gu Jian and Kou Hua led the monks from Shantianyuan
The men in black robes have also been forced back.
The man in black robe laughed strangely in mid-air, and a hoarse voice like a night owl slowly came out, making everyone feel very uncomfortable. "The Tianqiong Sect is indeed extraordinary, and there are many masters among its disciples, but they will all be buried here."
It’s really interesting here.”
Gu Siqin glanced at the other party and said lightly: "Who do I think you are? It turns out to be the three notorious ghosts on Qingzhou Continent. Nigga, what do you mean by coming to my Tianqiong sect for no reason?"
The man in black robe laughed even more shrillly, "Gu Siqin, don't pretend to be confused because you understand. You must have heard that our Asura Sect wants to flatten one-third of an acre of your land. I hope you won't disappoint me too much."
Gu Siqin still said calmly: "Although the three of you are Nascent Soul cultivators, with just the three of you, it's probably a fool's errand to try to wipe out my Tianqiong Sect. It's your sect leader who came here in person to try to please you.
, it’s not that easy either.”
While the two were talking, Gu Jian winked at the monks from the Xantian Academy under his command. These people immediately understood and sneaked quietly into the dense forest outside the Paiyun Palace.
When Chen Yunsheng heard the conversation between Gu Siqin and the man in black robe, he couldn't bear it. He didn't expect that the other party was his enemy with deep hatred. This time, the old and new hatreds were added together, and he could not help but feel hatred.