Chapter 20: Make the best enemies at the opening ceremony
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Today is the day of the grand opening ceremony of the pavilion. At dawn, Mingguang Pavilion has begun to become lively.
Zhuoran is still sitting cross-legged under the stone archway, with four women behind him, who have been accompanying him all the time. The great elder and several strong men of the Spirit King Realm hid themselves according to Zhuo Ran's wishes. The five strong men of the Spirit King Realm are Zhuoran's true
The final territory must play a real role.
Although they all knew that a strong enemy would appear, the disciples still looked excited. This made Zhuo Ran speechless, but he wanted to make Mingguang Pavilion stronger. In the end, these people also wanted to follow him.
, if you cannot give these people faith and happiness, then you are not worthy of being their leader!
When you were on Earth, when you were a lieutenant colonel, didn't you also have to be responsible for the soldiers under your command? This is the responsibility and awareness of being a leader.
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The morning light, the chirping of birds, the fragrance of grass and trees, the faint clouds and mist, and a group of people with fluttering clothes and a faint aura all over their bodies make this place look like a fairyland.
Such a place, a quiet and beautiful place, will soon turn into a killing place, which really makes people feel emotional!
Zhuoran knows that such beauty is both temporary and eternal. If he can lead Mingguang Pavilion to survive today, this beauty will naturally be preserved. If not, then what is the use of this beautiful place?
Today is destined to be a big day. It is related to his first step. As long as he can take this first step and take a big step, his future journey may be easier!
The four girls from Yunqing were accompanying them. They were outsiders just like Zhuoran. They were naturally happy to have a place to stay at this time. They did not want such a place to be destroyed, nor did they want Zhuoran's plan to fail.
Therefore, they must do their best to save this place for Zhuoran and them.
Almost everyone is determined to be abnormal in their hearts. For some people, this may be the biggest ordeal in their lives. As long as they get through this ordeal, their generations may enjoy the benefits brought by Mingguang Pavilion.
For themselves, for the future, and for their relatives and friends, people have made up their minds, mustered up the courage, and want to have a real fight!
Wow wow wow!
Hundreds of disciples lined up on both sides. Although the mountain path was not completely covered, their clothes were fluttering, and they certainly had a certain demeanor. Under the mountain gate archway, Zhuoran sat cross-legged quietly, waiting quietly.
At this time, a lot of people had gathered at the foot of the mountain. They were all casual cultivators, to be precise, they came to watch the fun.
It was already mid-morning, and the sun had stopped at nine o'clock. Suddenly, a sound of singing came from below, and the real guests had arrived.
"The Sword Sect was invited to present five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones, five low-grade spiritual weapons, and one high-grade spiritual weapon!"
Wow!
Everyone who heard it was surprised and made a sound.
"This is really a big deal!"
"As expected of the Sword Sect, his actions are really bold!"
Immediately afterwards, there was another sound of singing.
"Taibai Sword Pavilion was invited to present three hundred middle-grade spiritual stones, three low-grade spiritual weapons, and three sword talismans!"
Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't express it in words. The first two were understandable, but the last one was too expensive, almost the same as the upper-grade spiritual weapons.
The sword talisman is a promise from Taibai Jiange. Holding the sword talisman, you can ask Taibai Jiange to do one thing. And there are three here, which can actually ask the powerful Taibai Jiange to do three things. Such a gift is beyond the limit.
The category of congratulatory gifts. Only sects with truly good friendships would give such important gifts.
When Zhuo Ran heard this, he knew in his heart that Taibai Jiange had sent him the amulet. If there was anyone who didn't know what to do today, he could use the sword amulet to ask the strong men from Taibai Jiange to take action. This was to advance and retreat together with Mingguang Pavilion.
Jian Zong and Taibai Jiange were the sects he had always been friends with, and now they really came to the scene. He couldn't help but feel moved, these two families were really reliable!
Then came the Dan Ling Sect, who only offered ten middle-grade elixirs, which was quite satisfactory, not as enthusiastic as the Jian Sect and Taibai Sword Pavilion. In fact, this was also a way to show their willingness. Obviously, the Dan Ling Sect was going to sit on the sidelines.
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Zhuoran completely understood. After all, he was a disciple who defected from the Danling Sect. Although the Danling Sect didn't say anything, the gap between them was still there. Especially for Liu Shanghui's family, it was considered a blood feud. I guess, if not
The leader of the Alchemy Sect is not as determined as these ten elixirs.
From the Holy Continent to the Eastern Continent, we have always made enemies. We have very few true friends. Today is the day to liquidate our enemies.
The Nalangu tribe and the Long family sent two people whom Zhuo Ran didn't know. This already shows that they are just ordinary guests. They are here just to exchange courtesy. Nalan Suwen and Long Qingyang should be
The elders in the clan have restricted it.
However, Zhuo Ran feels very good about the current situation. At least, these people are here instead of ignoring him. As long as they can survive today, some people's ideas will definitely change, even if they are not friends, they will not change.
become an enemy.
Zhuo Ran's starry eyes were half-closed, and he was still sitting under the mountain gate, looking down coldly, ignoring the passing visitors. He waited, and waited for the real enemy to come.
"Is that Pavilion Master Zhuoran? He looks so young!"
"Yes, your talent and luck are both excellent. They are not something that we people can compare to."
"I'm envious. You are the leader of a religion at such a young age. You will be able to pay it forward in the future."
"Don't be so sure. It's still unclear whether he will survive today!"
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People from all sides were talking a lot, and they all looked at Zhuoran with envy and hatred. Everyone would be envious of such an opportunity!
"Zhuoran, accept your fate!"
A loud roar shook the mountains and rivers, and dozens of figures flew in the sky at high speeds. Sure enough, a powerful enemy had appeared!
"Who is that? What a big temper!"
"If I'm not mistaken, that's someone from Xilingmen!"
"Xilingmen? Aren't they always in the Western Region and don't ask about the Central Plains? Why are they here?"
"It is said that Zhuo Ran killed the sacred guardian beast of Xilingmen, so..."
Everyone shuddered when they heard this. This Zhuoran was really cruel. He even killed other people's sacred beasts. No wonder the Xiling Sect would send people here to seek revenge.
Zhuo Ran was extremely speechless. It was Xilingmen who was plotting against the heroes. If the Sky-eating Tiger was not killed, he would be killed. Is there any choice?
These enemies have never appeared, but they appear at this time. They want to kill Zhuoran, ruin his reputation, and make him truly disappear from this world.
In fact, when Zhuoran was just a wandering soldier, naturally no one cared about him. But if he wanted to develop his power, people had to take it seriously. Once upon a time, both the Sword Sect and the Tianyun Dynasty were
It started from scratch, and now it has become a terrifying force that occupies half of the sky.
"Hey, if you want to establish a sect here, can you do it without our consent?"
"That's right, you didn't even say hello to us in advance. It seems that you are really impatient!"
The two groups of people flew in the air and gathered together. There were no less than a hundred people, and they looked quite powerful.
The bright yellow clothes of the Nanlingmen and the light green robes of the Donglingmen made their identities obvious. The two sects arrived at the same time, joined forces, and showed no signs of shyness.
These two sects have been passed down in the Eastern Continent for thousands of years, and are not much different from the Mingguang Pavilion that once disappeared. At this time, the foundation of the Eastern Continent is enough to make many people change their minds, and Duan is extremely powerful.
Zhuoran nodded slightly, imperceptibly, as if he was calculating something.
"There are so many enemies!" He muttered in his mind and gestured to the disciple next to him.
The pile of heads and the blood vat were covered with red cloth before, but now, after receiving the order, the disciple directly lifted the red cloth, revealing something low and chilling.
Suddenly, the blood energy surged to the sky, and the smell of blood made those who were close to him frown, and they all screamed and moved away.
"What is that? A hill of heads?"
"And that, the blood is definitely human blood. It's so cruel. It seems like it belongs to these dozens of people!"
As soon as this scene appeared, many people stopped their contempt. This Mingguang Pavilion, this Zhuoran, had already made a determination with this scene.
The invading enemy is like this!
Behead and draw blood.
Wow!
Zhuoran stood up suddenly, and a dull voice attracted everyone's attention.
"I am Zhuo Ran, the master of Mingguang Pavilion. Zhuo Ran has thanked the guests who came here. Zhuo Ran has also thanked the enemies who came here." Zhuo Ran said in a deep voice.
"People respect me three points, and I respect others ten feet. However, if someone offends me one point, I will definitely give him ten points. Today is a great day for the establishment of Mingguang Pavilion. If there are any enemies who don't know how to praise me, then I will let them
He paid the price he deserved. Just like this pile of heads, just like this stone vat full of human blood!"
Zhuo Ran's voice caused most people here to fall into silence. Such a bloody warning really made many people fearful. Such a cruel and cruel scene is more real than a thousand words. No matter from
It has a great deterrent effect on both the soul and body.
Many people felt chills all over, hair in their hearts, and cold air shot up from their spines. This was especially true when they looked at the pile of human heads. Those heads that were still staring at death seemed to be saying to them: "Come quickly.
Come on, come and be one of us, we are so lonely!"
Xilingmen, Nanlingmen, and Donglingmen were all furious. The dozens of people who died were disciples of their sects, pretending to be ordinary cultivators. They originally wanted to find out what was true, but unexpectedly they were directly
He was killed. The old hatred has not gone away, but new hatred has been added. It is really a blood feud!
"What a ruthless guy, today we will definitely wash this place with blood and turn it into a hell of Shura!" the leader of the Xiling Sect roared angrily. Sharp spiritual power shone all over his body. This is the secret technique of the Xiling Sect, specializing in Geng Metal.
Its spiritual power is like a weapon, extremely sharp!