This is the opening ceremony for the twenty-one states, and the whole turbulent scene can be regarded as a bad influence.
However, the chaotic scene of thousands of people did not stop immediately. The two sides were still arguing fiercely with each other. Apart from not taking action, they did not have the magnanimity that a cultivator should have at all, just like a scolding shrew.
"What? If you don't have enough talent and strength, you can't absorb the spiritual energy? The spiritual energy is produced by your Wuhua Que?"
"Is that what you are like? What about Wuhuaque? Wuhuaque are all dirty balls like you!"
"Is this what the ten major sects are like? Is this the nature of the mind?"
When Liu Changqing saw this scene, he took a deep breath and shouted coldly:
"Everyone be silent!"
"How dare I, the elder, be so presumptuous here?"
boom--
The powerful spiritual energy spread throughout the sky instantly.
Following Elder Liu's roar, the noisy scene instantly became much quieter, and everyone looked at each other in confusion.
Gradually, the voices became quieter and quieter, and finally the whole place fell silent. At this moment, the eyes of hundreds of thousands of monks in the entire temple were all looking at this place.
The mirror above the sky shook, broadcasting everything here in real time.
Liu Changqing felt that his face was dull, and he glanced at everyone coldly, dissipating the tyrannical aura around him, and said quietly:
"The opening ceremony hasn't even started yet, and you can't wait yet?"
"What? The order in Wucheng no longer matters in the eyes of the various sects?"
Yuwendu had no expression on his face, looking at the disciples of Wuhuaque and then at the disciples of Taohua Sect without saying anything.
Liu Changqing thought about it for a moment and said coldly:
"What happened here is extremely bad and must be dealt with severely!"
"I believe your sect masters and elders won't have any objections either!"
The Holy Land Sect's enrollment opening ceremony only happens once every fifty years, and the whole world attaches great importance to it. This also reflects the Holy Land's absolute authority. If this contradiction cannot be adjusted well, the whole world will laugh at it!
However, there were too many people, and we could only find two sects to take the lead in starting disputes and conflicts.
Liu Changqing looked at Wuhua Que, then at Taohua Sect, and said calmly:
"You two sects must have been the first to argue."
As soon as Elder Liu finished speaking, all the monks in the Peach Blossom Sect lost their composure. Their faces instantly turned pale, and they looked at Liu Changqing in fear.
For a small sect like them, they all hope to recruit some disciples during the opening ceremony of the Holy Land. If they are punished, it may be difficult for the sect's fresh blood to continue in the past few decades.
The disciples of Wuhua Que glanced at Liu Changqing. One of the disciples narrowed his eyes and looked at Liu Changqing and said:
"Disciple is not convinced!"
"Why should I, a disciple of Wuhua Que, be punished like that of Taohua Sect?"
Liu Changqing's face darkened. Was he openly questioning his decision?
Annoyance instantly spread throughout his body.
Just when he was about to get angry, suddenly a figure with a gilt jade belt crossed the sky. A middle-aged man laughed and walked over. He protected the Wuhuaque disciples behind him, raised his eyebrows and said:
"Elder Liu punished the Peach Blossom Sect, and Wang supported it, but...why did the Wuhuaque disciples also have to bear the punishment?"
Yuwendu narrowed his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, and said:
"Elder Wang Tong, do you want to interfere in Wuhua Que's affairs?"
When the monks who were watching saw this scene, they immediately started talking.
Su Bei watched this scene from a distance, frowned, touched Shan Wulan's cold jade hand, and asked:
"Who is this Wang Tong?"
It seems that his movements are becoming more and more skillful.
Shan Wulan gently patted Su Bei's big hand that was about to climb somewhere, his face was a little red, and he was still a little shy in front of so many people, and said softly:
"In addition to being the fifth honorary elder of the Holy Land, this person is also the third elder of Wuhua Palace."
After a pause, as if he was afraid that Su Bei might not understand, he added:
"Just like you."
Su Bei suddenly realized, holding Shan Wulan's slender waist, looking at Wang Tong, his eyes narrowed, not knowing what he was thinking.
Then, under the surprised eyes of several women, he stood up and walked over there, smiling lightly and saying:
"Wuhuaque, Su just looks uncomfortable."
"..."
...
Wang Tong looked at Yuwendu, with his hands behind his back, lowered his eyes and glanced at the Peach Blossom Sect disciples, and said quietly:
"If the Taohua Sect had not collided with Wuhua Que, the two sides would not have argued. Speaking of which, the Wuhua Que disciples did not do anything wrong, right?"
"If you don't even have the ability to withstand this, how can you truly succeed in cultivating immortality? You can't even bear this little blow?"
"That's nothing more than others saying you are useless. Respect in the 21 states is earned through strength..."
Yuwendu snorted coldly, took a step forward, looked at Wang Tong, and said with a slightly hoarse voice:
"What does Elder Wang mean by this?"
"Why, Elder Wang means that disciples with talent and cultivation can not even be punished?"
"When will the punishment in the Holy Land be divided among people?"
As he spoke, the spiritual energy around his body spread outwards.
Wang Tong narrowed his eyes and looked at Yuwendu. The spiritual energy around his body also disappeared in an instant, and he said quietly:
"What does Elder Yuwen mean?"
Seeing this scene, everyone was so angry that they didn't dare to breathe, but they watched the dispute between the two elders of the Holy Land with great interest.
This is a confrontation between two realms of harmony!
Someone with some knowledge also explained to the person next to him:
"Elder Yuwen is said to have had a weak natural constitution when he was young. He was looked down upon by others and was called a waste for many years. Later, after breaking the shackles of his natural talent, he became unstoppable and became one of the few Hedao monks in the world!"
"Hey! I understand why Elder Yuwen wants to protect these Peach Blossom Sect disciples. Maybe he sees his past in them."
"..."
Just as the two sides were confronting each other coldly, suddenly, a somewhat lazy voice came from not far away.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The sound is neither loud nor quiet, but everyone present can hear it very clearly:
"Su actually thinks that the Taohua Sect is not at fault and Wuhuaque should be punished!"
"..."
For a moment, all eyes turned towards Su Bei.
The sunlight shines down, neither thick nor light, making people feel sleepy.
A handsome man with a smile on his face, wearing a white shirt embroidered with crabapples, walked slowly towards this place with his hands behind his back.
It is Northern Jiangsu.
Wang Tong narrowed his eyes, looked at Su Bei who looked calm and composed, looked gloomy, and said coldly:
"What brought Elder Su here? Why? Elder Su doesn't care about your Sword Sect, yet he comes here to cause trouble?"
"This is not your Sword Sect, what does it have to do with you?"
"..."
Seeing Su Bei's arrival, even Liu Changqing and Yuwen had surprised expressions on their faces and looked at him with strange expressions.
Su Bei glanced at Wang Tong indifferently, his white robe torn in the wind, and said calmly:
"Elder Wang may have forgotten that Su is still an elder of the Holy Land!"
"Why can't we take care of this matter?"
Wang Tong was speechless for a moment and looked at Su Bei with a bad look. He had forgotten that Su Bei became the 19th honorary elder of the Holy Land Saint yesterday!
Sitting in the sky, Su Bei looked at the Peach Blossom Sect disciples, then glanced at the Wuhuaque disciples who looked proud, and said lightly:
"In Su's opinion, this dispute was entirely instigated by Wuhuaque."
"This Taohua Sect apologized first, but the Wuhuaque disciples were unreasonable and unforgiving, and yet they verbally insulted the other disciples of other sects on such an important occasion today!"
"Wuhuaque should be severely punished. Isn't there some ice and fire cave? Just put them all in..."
"..."
As soon as Su Bei finished speaking, all the disciples of Wuhua Que showed horror on their faces. They looked at Su Bei in the sky and subconsciously took a step back.
The Peach Blossom Sect disciple looked at Su Bei above the sky, his eyes flickered, a circle of red rose up in his eye sockets, and he swallowed lightly.
How could they not know that Elder Su was helping them speak?
I originally thought that the punishment was already determined, but after all, even Elder Yuwendu agreed that the Taohua Sect disciples and the Wuhuaque disciples should bear the punishment together.
A trace of doubt arose in his heart, why would Elder Su speak for the Peach Blossom Sect for no reason?
When other small sects saw this scene, they also felt a strange feeling in their hearts.
Several monks had seen the scene on the street where Su Bei was willing to hurt people in Wucheng for the sake of a few handyman disciples, and they watched all this thoughtfully in their hearts.
Wang Tong was refuted by Su Bei, who was in the early stage of returning to the void, and felt angry. However, he was indeed an elder of the Holy Land, and he could not take action against him. He immediately turned pale and said:
"Su Bei! Are you deliberately stirring up trouble here?"
"You've finished taking care of those losers from Sword Sect, and now you're starting to take care of other things?"
"Do you have anything to do with this bunch of trash? Dogs are meddling in other people's business than mice!"
"..."
Su Bei's face turned cold. He took a step forward and the state of selflessness instantly unfolded. He was not afraid of the terrifying aura around Wang Tong and said coldly:
"What is Elder Wang talking about?"
"As an elder of the Holy Land, the word waste comes out of your mouth?"
"Or is it because Elder Wang is still the elder of Wuhua Que and is deliberately protecting Wuhua Que?"
"..."
Wang Tong's eyes flashed, and the pressure he had just felt was instantly eliminated by Su Bei. You must know that he is in the middle stage of Hedao, and this Su Bei is definitely not simple.
Yuwendu also snorted coldly and stood beside Su Bei, looking at Wang Tong coldly.
The purpose is self-evident.
All the disciples below swallowed their saliva and looked carefully at the two groups of people above the sky.
Seeing this scene, Liu Changqing felt a little dizzy for a moment. He looked around and had no choice but to smooth things over with a smile:
"Since both parties have their own opinions, let's not take any punishment for the time being!"
"Hahaha, kindness is the most important, kindness is the most important!"
"..."
Wang Tong took a deep look at Su Bei, then at Yuwendu, snorted coldly, turned around and walked away.
Immediately afterwards, the disciples of Wuhuaque also followed Wang Tong and left the place without raising their heads.
Su Bei glanced at the sect disciples who were still in a dazed state, smiled at them, and said:
"It's okay. Please avoid having a dispute with your colleagues next time. This is always bad."
"..."
He turned around and wanted to leave.
This time it was just a sudden whim and a simple dislike of Wuhua Que.
The Peach Blossom Sect disciples below looked at the scene in front of them and the gentle smile of the man above the sky, and were a little at a loss for a moment.
A female disciple gently covered her lips with her hands, her nose was a little sore, and her whole body was trembling slightly.
——No one has ever stood up to speak for them.
"Elder Su!"
Just as Su Bei turned around, a loud roar came from his ears.
Su Bei turned back with some doubts.
The sun was shining softly and the breeze was blowing gently. Su Bei stared blankly at the Taohua Sect disciples in front of him.
"Peach Blossom Sect, Wang Erdao, Elder Xie Su!"
"Peach Blossom Sect, Li Jixiang, Elder Xie Su!"
"Peach Blossom Sect, Wang Bolun..."
"..."
The sounds came and went, echoing throughout the world.
No one organized it, everyone seemed to be spontaneous and looked at the man in front of them from the bottom of their hearts.
They knew that if Su Bei hadn't suddenly appeared, everyone in the Taohua Sect would have really been punished by the Holy Land in this conflict, even if it was just a temporary reprieve.
But this is already the best result.
In the twenty-one states, in the world of immortality, if you don't have strength, you won't get any respect. This is something everyone knows very well.
It’s just that in this world, there are still mostly ordinary people. Geniuses? What a nice word? But it is a dream that most people cannot pursue throughout their lives.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Su Bei turned around and faced these disciples of the Taohua Sect, or in other words, faced this group of disciples who were called trash by the Wuhuaque disciples.
The sunlight is shadowy, enveloping the fragrance of flowers and plants, as if wrapped around the tip of the nose, it is thick and not greasy, and it lasts for a long time.
"No need to thank me."
Su Bei looked at the disciples of various sects who were leaning towards him indifferently, and then said softly in the eyes of the group of people with some doubts:
"Su has never shown mercy to the weak, but he has also never looked down upon the weak."
"Whether it's trash or good-for-nothing, being weak is not scary. What's scary is being weak but immersed in the weak. Wu Huaque is right, strength is always the basis for winning respect."
"No one in the 21 states will show mercy to you. Su is just respecting everyone."
"..."
The air was very solemn, and everyone looked at Su Bei quietly without saying a word.
This scene was transmitted to the entire twenty-one states through the mirror above the sky.
The wind seemed to have gotten stronger, and all the disciples of the Peach Blossom Sect clenched their hands tightly, gritted their teeth, and looked at the man above the sky.
Birds are flying, hovering in the temple, and the scenery is crisp.
Countless eyes were looking in this direction, looking at the handsome man who was not strong in the sky, and the embroidered begonia flower was shining in the sun.
Su Bei sighed sadly, looking at the faces looking at him one after another, as if they were narrating to himself, he said softly:
"only."
"Su has been caught in the rain before, but now she always wants to hold an umbrella for others."
"..."
Turn around and leave.
All the Peach Blossom Sect disciples burst into tears instantly, staring blankly at Su Bei who had returned to the high platform not far away, and murmured to himself:
"Elder Su..."
Yuwendu took a deep look at Su Bei's back, said nothing, turned around and disappeared.