"Feng Sicheng, how dare you question the sect leader's decision and want to rebel?" Qing Lao glared at Feng Sicheng and shouted angrily.
"I don't dare." Feng Sicheng was obviously a little afraid of Mr. Qing, so he said angrily.
"Then don't say any more, Butler Ma. You go down and arrange a banquet to welcome the friends of Jindan Sect." Feng Yuanqing waved his hand and said to the old steward.
"Sir Sect Master, have you really decided to fight to the death with the Seven Star Sect and the Mingyue Sect?" Feng Sicheng looked at Feng Qingyuan and asked with determination.
"It has been thirty-seven generations since the Qingfeng Sect was passed down to me. Even if we are all destroyed, I will never let the foundation that all the ancestors have laid down with their lives be surrendered to those shameless people!" Feng Qingyuan said firmly.
"Sir, Master, if that's the case, then I won't say anything more. However, these descendants have served our Qingfeng Sect for generations, but I can't bear to see them die for no reason." Feng Sicheng said. Although he didn't say it clearly.
, but the meaning is very clear. He and his die-hard disciples will never participate in the next battle of life and death.
After saying this, Feng Sicheng led his disciples and walked out.
"I still want to remind you that without the Qingfeng Sect, you are nothing. Since the Seven Stars Sect and the Mingyue Sect can retaliate against the Qingfeng Sect, how can they leave behind troubles? If you don't fight, you will die, but if you fight, there is still a glimmer of hope.
"Ling Chuxi said calmly. After listening to Ling Chuxi's words, those Qingfeng Sect disciples who were originally hesitant to leave with Feng Sicheng were obviously stunned.
"I also want to remind you, don't think that you Jindan Sect can reverse the decline. If it was the Jindan Sect thousands of years ago, it would be okay, but now, you don't have this ability!" Feng Sicheng snorted heavily and shook his head.
He walked out without looking back.
After walking a few steps, he realized that there were only sparse footsteps behind him. Feng Sicheng snorted again. Only less than half of the disciples followed him, and more people chose to stay.
Ling Chuxi's two slaps just now failed to completely wake up Feng Wuchen, but they woke up many people. She was absolutely right. Without the big tree of Qingfeng Sect, they were nothing, as if
Rootless fallen leaves, even if they can carve up some of the sect's industry, but with their strength, they have no place in this sect's holy realm.
So after careful consideration, these people decided to stay and tide over the difficulties with the sect. Even if the Jindan Sect is no longer the five major sects a thousand years ago, since it dares to come to the aid of the Qingfeng Sect, it must have some confidence. These disciples do not
Stupid, I was deceived when I saw the sect leader was injured before, and the young sect leader also had the intention to leave. Now that the second young master has returned, with the thousands of years of Qingfeng Sect's foundation and the assistance of the Jindan Sect, it may not be impossible to avert danger.
Facing their departure, Feng Yuanqing did not stop them. The war was coming, and he did not want the enemy to take advantage of the civil strife at this time. Jiang Wuhen and Qing Lao also understood his intentions and did not stop him.
Seeing these people who stayed behind, Feng Yuanqing felt really happy, and looked at Ling Chuxi with a little more gratitude.
If Ling Chuxi hadn't appeared in time and without her two slaps, perhaps the current Qingfeng Sect would have fallen apart under the instigation of Feng Sicheng and Feng Wuchen, without even a chance for a final battle.