Zhuoran opened his black eyes in the room, and a deep light flashed by. After more than ten days of concentrated practice, he had gained a lot. He felt that some of the confusing points he had encountered before had been solved one by one.
I was a little excited when I heard that my first power was about to appear. Because this is the crucial first step. As long as this first step is taken, the rest will follow. Without the beginning, there is no strength.
in the future.
So it is said that it is difficult at the beginning. Once you start, it means that it is not difficult at all.
It has only been a short time since I came to this Eastern Continent, and yet I am able to have my own sect. Such an opportunity makes people envious, jealous, and hateful.
Zhuoran opened the door, looked at the strong elder outside, and felt grateful. It was this elder who supported him to become the leader of the Ming clan, despite all opinions, and organized the establishment of the Mingguang Pavilion so that he, the master of the pavilion, could fulfill his duties.
"Great elder, hard work." Zhuo Ran said politely.
The great elder seemed to know Zhuo Ran's temperament and was not polite. He said directly: "Pavilion Master, we have received news that there will be many hostile people on the day of the pavilion opening ceremony. How should this be dealt with?"
Zhuoran frowned and said, "We'll see when the time comes." He naturally knew that there were many enemies, but in fact, he already had an idea in his mind. There were also several strong men in the Spirit King realm among the Ming clan.
There is no disadvantage in terms of strength. If the invading enemy is very ignorant, he will naturally be killed to serve as a warning to others!
The Great Elder saw the murderous aura flashing between Zhuo Ran's brows, and secretly nodded, saying in his heart: "The Pavilion Master is indeed a young and talented man, who is decisive in killing. The opening ceremony of the pavilion is extraordinary, and enemies who come to cause trouble must be severely punished.
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"Okay." The great elder responded.
"More than 400 direct members of the Ming clan and more than 800 members of the collateral clan will participate in the pavilion opening ceremony, and the momentum should not be small." said the clan leader Mingyuan.
Zhuoran nodded, it would be best to leave these matters to these old people.
The four women who were practicing in the side room appeared one by one. Their auras had changed, and their faces were radiant and even better than before.
"Where is the Great Elder?"
Suddenly, a roar came from outside, the sound was urgent, and it seemed that something important was happening.
The great elder gave a low drink after hearing this and called the man over.
"Great Elder, what's wrong, there are enemies in Mingguang Pavilion!" The visitor is a young disciple. His cultivation in the early stage of the Spiritual General Realm is considered a little genius among the Ming clan.
Everyone was stunned for a moment after hearing this. There were still two days before the opening ceremony, and now there were enemies attacking. This situation was really troublesome.
However, as the saying goes, when soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth, they have to go through this anyway. It may not be a bad thing to come as early as possible.
"That's good. If you destroy those that appear now, there will naturally be fewer of them in the future." Zhuo Ran said grandly. His whole body was as bright as a spiritual snake, and the surrounding spiritual energy was rushing along with it. Every move he made had begun to take on a majestic appearance.
Everyone nodded. If there are too many enemies, it will definitely be a big problem. It would be good to deal with some first. To be honest, these people all hope that there will be more enemies at this time. It would be better if there are more enemies.
of.
The Great Elder looked at the anger flashing across Zhuo Ran's face and nodded secretly. It is easiest to see a person's character from his words and deeds. What the Ming Clan and Mingguang Pavilion need now is a leader like Zhuo Ran. Killing
Cut decisively without losing wisdom.
Faintly, he seemed to see the young pavilion master soaring into the sky, and his heart trembled. He couldn't help but be full of expectations for the future of Mingguang Pavilion.
"Let's go and see who is causing trouble here!"
Zhuo Ran took the lead and flew towards Mingguang Pavilion. Among the mountain peaks not far away, there is rich aura and lush vegetation, which is very suitable for a mountain gate.
Not long after the meeting, a group of people rushed to the mountain gate of Mingguang Pavilion. Looking from mid-air, the two parties were confronting each other.
The number of Mingguang Pavilion disciples in front of the mountain gate was relatively small, but a few disciples in the middle stage of the Spiritual General Realm held up the facade, so there was no fight.
Zhuoran flew down directly and stood between the two parties with an indifferent expression. The dozens of enemies were in vain and he did not take them seriously.
"Is that you? A bunch of rabble. If you want to stand out, you have to have enough strength." Zhuo Ran said coldly. The highest cultivation level of these people is no more than the middle stage of the Spiritual General Realm, and there are only one or two real masters. Most of them are still
In terms of level spiritual practice, this situation has already explained many problems.
These people were sent to wade through the water.
The middle-aged man in the middle stage of the Spiritual General Realm sneered: "You're right, we are here to be the leaders. You don't dare to mess with the forces behind us. If you disband that Mingguang Pavilion now, everything will
It's easy to say. If you still insist on having your own way, hey, you will definitely pay the price with blood!"
The people behind him echoed, but they all ignored the spiritual kings beside Zhuo Ran. Should they be said to be bold or to rely on?
Zhuoran was silent, murderous intent flashed across his handsome face. He had never been interested in talking to such ignorant people. Since he wanted to be the first, he would just cut off the idea.
"You die here, but don't regret it! Of course, you won't have the chance to regret it." Zhuo Ran said coldly. The strong murderous intention contained in those words caused the temperature here to drop sharply, like the twelfth lunar month in winter. Many people were
I feel a chill in my heart, as if something bad is about to happen.
"Disciples of Mingguang Pavilion, kill them all! The opening ceremony of the pavilion requires a pile of heads and blood, and they are here to provide raw materials!"
As soon as Zhuoran's words came out, not only the ordinary Mingguang Pavilion disciples, but also the two spiritual kings Mingyuan and Mingfeng shivered. Such an arrangement is bloody, with piles of heads and blood. This is going to cause trouble.
Which kind?
However, now that the Pavilion Master has spoken, the disciples of Mingguang Pavilion naturally have to obey. They rushed out with a flash of aura and ran towards the enemy. Although they were small in number, they were all elites, so one against two was not a problem. Compared to
The mob of dozens of people is much stronger.
As soon as they fought, there were screams, and a disciple directly cut off the enemy's head, causing blood to splatter.
Only then did the leader of the group react and shouted: "Stop, stop it quickly, we are only following orders, you can't do this to us! Stop it quickly!"
He shouted very loudly, but no one paid attention. Instead, three disciples from Mingguang Pavilion surrounded him. After all, the opponent was a strong man in the middle stage of the Spiritual General Realm, so he had to be careful when dealing with him.
"ah!"
The screams were endless, heads flew up, and blood flowed. Just as Zhuo Ran ordered, the disciples cut off the enemy's heads and actually wanted to build a pile of heads.
In fact, the disciples of Mingguang Pavilion are extremely angry. Mingguang Pavilion is their ancestral land and has a supreme status. Being able to establish Mingguang Pavilion again is what all the Ming clan wants to see. But here, someone actually comes to offend.
, even if Zhuoran didn't say anything, he still had to teach these people a lesson.
But Zhuo Ran issued such a ruthless order, and everyone found that Zhuo Ran was quite good as the master of the pavilion. At least his decisiveness in killing was very popular.
Not long after, all the enemies were killed. Zhuo Ran nodded when he saw this, the Ming clan's disciples were all quite strong individually and could be considered elites.
"Pile their heads here and collect their blood in a vat!"
Zhuo Ran actually wanted to do this. Everyone was stunned when they heard this. However, they still followed the instructions.
The location he was talking about was on both sides of the mountain gate of Mingguang Pavilion. Under the stone archway with the three characters "Mingguang Pavilion" written on it, dozens of heads were piled up, bloody and bloody. It was horrifying to see. On the other side, disciples moved in
A stone vat collects all the blood and collects it in the stone vat. It is full of blood and smells fishy!
Zhuo Ran was not a person with heavy tastes, so he let everyone clean up those headless corpses.
Mingyuan and Mingfeng were hesitant to speak. They wanted to make suggestions, but the elder shook his head to stop them.
"The pavilion master naturally has his reasons for doing this. Besides, with this kind of intimidation, it may directly scare away some timid enemies." The great elder said to the two of them.
"But it's so bloody and unlucky!" Mingfeng said.
"Geely? Where did this statement come from? Mingfeng, cultivators are competing with heaven and earth for creation. In other words, they are going against heaven. Don't you understand?"
The conversation between the three people did not last long. They all felt strange when they saw the pavilion master Zhuo Ran walking to the middle of the mountain gate and sitting there cross-legged.
"Pavilion Master, what are you doing?" Mingyuan asked.
"Waiting for guests is also waiting for enemies." Zhuoran looked at the mountains in the distance, with endless peaks and shrouded clouds and mist. This place can be regarded as a place with excellent feng shui. He planned to wait here for the opening ceremony of the pavilion to begin, and for the arrival of enemies and guests.
arrival.
The great elder also sat down and asked: "How many enemies will there be?"
"have no idea."
"Will the guests really come?"
Zhuoran was startled and was stunned by the great elder's question. Yes, will the guests come?
"It will come, it will definitely come. There will be many guests!"
Everyone didn't know where Zhuoran's confidence came from, but it didn't matter whether the guests came or not, as long as Mingguang Pavilion could be established. They were all confident, and it wouldn't take long for Mingguang Pavilion to be valued by countless people.
Zhuo Ran looked at the stacked mountains in front of him, but he thought of the Absolute Realm. With his majestic appearance, the creatures in the Absolute Realm would definitely gather around him. When the time comes, just a few spirit kings from the Ming clan would be afraid
It's unstoppable.
He has seen that there are countless powerful beings in the absolute realm.
"Not only are there enemies on the surface, but there are also countless enemies in the dark. If we can subdue the spiritual consciousness of the Absolute Realm and awaken the brand of the Absolute Realm, we will gain countless powerful servants. However, this is somewhat
Impossible!"
Whenever he had time, Zhuo Ran immersed himself in his mind, trying to communicate with the ultimate spiritual consciousness in the space seed, which was that little doll. However, what disappointed him was that the little doll didn't seem to exist at all, and it never existed.
The slightest fluctuation makes all Zhuo Ran's efforts useless.
"Forget it, the boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge. I don't believe that my way will be cut off today!"