After the sect leader and ancestors came out, Huangfu Jianling and Mi Qing, who were guarding outside, looked unbelievable when they heard that Chen Xuan had died.
But seeing the sad look of more than a dozen powerful men in the Jue Martial Realm, the two had to believe it.
"Jianling, you are familiar with worldly affairs, take us to Shanhaiguan." Gong Xuan Jianzun looked calm and hid his grief and anger in his heart.
Huangfu Jianling nodded and took the sect leader and ancestor back to the entrance of the Qinhuang Mausoleum Scenic Area.
Huo Yingjue, Lin Jiang and Yang Yong were waiting anxiously at the entrance.
Seeing all the ancient martial arts powerful men return, but no one sees Chen Xuan, Shang Bohuai, Yin Chonghua, and Huo Yingjue's hearts sank and have a very bad premonition.
The two sides were no longer inspiring each other. When they learned that the dragon bone was taken and Chen Xuan died, Huo Yingjue, Lin Jiang and Yang Yong felt like they had a heavy hammer on their chests, so they were so stuffy that they couldn't breathe and could not believe it at all.
But like Huangfu Jianling, they saw the expressions of the ancient martial arts powerhouses and had to accept the fact that Chen Xuan, a young genius from China, fell in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum.
For a moment, everyone was sad and panic.
Even the Evil Emperor, the number one master in China, was killed by the gods. Who else can stop the gods?
After the grief, Lin will make a quick decision and order: "Temporarily block the news of Mr. Chen's death and announce it after the competition is over; in addition, the Shanhaiguan competition can be cancelled. I will apply for permission from the above and destroy the ten Western masters at all costs.
Kill in Qinhuang City.”
"General Lin, I think it is inappropriate to use official power to encircle and suppress. God can control people's hearts. Ordinary soldiers participate in encircle and suppression, and it may eventually become a situation of killing each other." Huangfu Jianling immediately denied General Lin's idea, "Now the only one
The solution is to fight a stern and open ten-man battle with God, and to regain the dragon bones by gambling."
After hearing Huangfu Jianling say this, Lin Jiang fell into silence.
He had heard Yang Yong say before that gods have the terrifying ability to control people's hearts, and even a level 4 extraordinary person like Yang Yong can be controlled, let alone ordinary warriors.
If a large number of soldiers are sent to encircle and suppress the enemy with heavy firepower, if the god controls a few Chinese soldiers who control super weapons, the consequences will be unimaginable.
The ability to control people's hearts is really tricky!
"Then please ask all the ancient martial arts masters to go to Qinhuang City. I will notify the ancient Chinese medicine doctors to come and heal you." Lin Jiang finally had to give up his previous thoughts.
Half a day later, the sect leader and ancestor arrived in Qinhuang City and were arranged to heal in a quiet and quiet place.
God had already brought his five gods' hands back to the original hotel and never came out again.
After arranging all the ancient martial arts masters, General Lin also invited many experts to enter the underground palace of the Qin Emperor Mausoleum and used high-tech means to try to open the cover of the giant tripod.
Although General Lin ordered the news to be temporarily blocked, Shen Binglan, Qin Feixue, and Yaoyao Qinqin both knew the truth, and a great feeling of sadness emerged in his heart.
"General Lin, I believe Chen Xuan will not die! Please rescue him!" Shen Binglan's tone was firm, her eyes were firm, but her delicate body couldn't help but tremble slightly. In fact, she knew that hope was very slim.
But she just didn't open the cover, and she was just unwilling to accept it.
The same was true for Qin Feixue. She held Shen Binglan's hand and comforted: "Sister Binglan, Chen Xuan will definitely come back alive, we must believe him!"
Yaoyao Qinqin sat on the sofa, crying so hard that the pear blossoms were raining. Mrs. Iori stroked her daughter's hair and kept comforting the twin sisters.
Seeing this, Lin sighed lightly and mentioned another question: "Mr. Chen's life and death are uncertain. Do we still have to solemnly promote the appearance of the ancient martial arts masters according to the previous plan?"
"It is Chen Xuan's always wish to introduce the ancient martial arts world to the secular world. Of course, we have to do what he wants, but before that, we have to ask the opinions of those ancient martial arts masters."
Shen Binglan suppressed his sadness and walked towards the hotel door where a small car parked.
A female assistant opened the car door and Shen Binglan sat in.
General Lin originally wanted to go with Shen Binglan, but Shen Binglan said that he would just go and talk to the powerful people in Juewu Realm alone.
Twenty minutes later, Shen Binglan arrived at the place where all the powerful men in the Jue Martial Realm were recovering from their injuries.
After entering this ancient and elegant high-end sanatorium, Shen Binglan saw the sect leader and ancestors meditating and healing their wounds. The ones who treated them with the wounds were ancient Chinese medicine doctors such as Lianshan Atractylodes and Sun Daimao.
When they discovered the arrival of a stunning beauty, the sect leader and ancestor immediately linked Shen Binglan's identity with Chen Xuan.
"Hello, all the ancient martial arts masters, I am Chen Xuan's lover Shen Binglan. Thank you very much for coming to Shanhaiguan for martial arts competition. Now Chen Xuan's life and death are uncertain. He has always had a wish, which is to make the ancient martial arts world known to the whole world.
And I am also ready to promote this big event. I wonder if you have considered it?" Shen Binglan said these words with respect.
The first reaction of the sect leader and ancestor is that in this competition, their ancient martial arts masters may be defeated, and at most only four people can win. Among them, Yin Chonghua cannot be considered an ancient martial arts world. If you really want to fight the ancient martial arts world before the competition,
Will it be a shame to promote the martial arts world in the end?
How can we let the whole world see the power of the ancient martial arts world in China?
"Miss Shen, we really want to respect Chen Xiaoyou's wishes, but in this big competition, we don't have much chance of winning, we can only win four games at most. If you want to promote the ancient martial arts world for us, it will probably have a negative effect in the end.
"Ming Nanchuan reminded with kindness.
Shen Binglan could naturally see what these ancient martial arts masters were thinking. She pondered for a moment, but she tried to convince everyone: "Maybe the result of this competition was that China lost, but as long as you show the style of ancient martial arts, you will lose.
It is also considered that even though it is defeated, it allows the whole world to see the spirit of our Chinese martial arts. I think this is also a scene that Chen Xuan hopes to see. Chinese martial artists can lose, but their spirits will never be defeated. This is enough!"
"What's more, if you compete with Western powers in front of the world, people will definitely be curious about why so many masters suddenly emerged in China. Your identities and existence in the ancient martial arts world will eventually be known to the world."
After hearing what Shen Binglan said, all the sect masters and ancestors looked at each other, Xiao Zuo was the first to speak: "The Evil Emperor died for us. This time I went to the battle, one is to honor Chinese martial arts, and the other is,
I don’t want to owe others favors, so Miss Shen, when I go out to fight, you can openly report my name and sect!”
"It's also included our Tianxing Sect." Ming Nanchuan smiled slightly and finally made up his mind.
Both the sect masters of good and evil made a decision, and all the other sect masters and ancestors followed.
"Binglan is here to thank all the seniors for Chen Xuan." Shen Binglan bowed deeply to the sect leader and ancestor.