Cen Muliang has been in charge of Danxia Palace for two hundred years and has always had prestige. The Patriarch Palace fell silent, and Li Chu couldn't help but stand up.
"Master, have you left seclusion?" the elder on duty asked respectfully.
Cen Muliang's long sigh sounded inside: "I heard your dispute."
At that moment, one of the elders said in shame, "I'm sorry to disappoint the master. You are in seclusion to recuperate, but we are quarreling in front of the palace, which makes you worry."
After asking and answering questions, everyone understood that Cen Muliang was not well. Also, how could such a serious injury be cured in a short time, and it would be normal for decades, or even a lifetime. Otherwise, how could everyone be like this?
Desperately hoping that Ning Yanzhi will become a god? It will be difficult for Cen Muliang to fulfill his responsibilities as the leader.
But Li Chu was stunned and said loudly: "Master, I don't want to argue, but my nephew Ye is too unreliable! In the battle of Minghe fifty years ago, the example of Wuji Sect was before him, and today the Demon Lord was born
, is more dangerous than it was then, do we want to follow in its footsteps?"
There was silence for a moment, and then Cen Muliang's voice came again: "Then according to what Uncle Li sees, what should we do?"
Cen Muliang did not veto, and Li Chu was very excited and said: "No matter what, we can't attack rashly, otherwise not only will we not be able to save Master Ye, but the Demon Lords will also defeat each other. Of course, this does not mean that there will be no rescue. We should unite to lower the sect."
All factions will go to Minghe together. Although it will be a little late, we can guarantee that we will make no mistakes!"
After hearing the second half of the sentence, the expressions of those elders who had objections to Li Chu softened.
But some people said: "The situation is so urgent. Saving people is like putting out a fire. If it drags on for a day or two, wouldn't it be certain that Senior Sister Ye will die?"
"Yes! If we are afraid of falling into the trap, can't we just meet up when we get to Minghe? This is the indiscriminate summoning order of the Immortal Alliance. The gods who are close to us must have arrived long ago."
Both sides have their own reasons.
In the end, it can only be decided by the leader.
After a short silence, Cen Muliang said: "What Master Uncle Li said is not unreasonable. Even if he rushes over, it will probably be too late. Wuji Sect Yin Jian is in front, and it was not only the monk who lost the spirit, but also the future sect leader, so he could only be called
Mediocre people like Ling Yungao occupied the position of sect leader and suppressed our Danxia Palace for decades."
"Head..."
The hearts of the elders were pounding. Cen Muliang has always been a decent person and would never criticize someone like this in public. Even if Ling Yungao has stepped down, after all, he has been the leader of the Wuji Sect.
The elders who were close friends with Ye Hanyu couldn't help but feel disappointed: "Master, don't we care about Senior Sister Ye? If we don't save her at the risk of death, wouldn't we violate the sect's righteousness?"
"Yes! It would be heartbreaking to let the disciples know!"
Not only the disciples, they were also heartbroken. Ye Hanyu was the first elder, and he could ignore it without saving anything. So what if something happened to him one day? The leader was not like this before, so why did he become so timid after being injured?
Cen Muliang seemed unaware of the fluctuations in people's hearts outside, and continued calmly: "Junior Sister Ye will of course take care of it. If any of my Danxia Palace disciples are in trouble, they should do their best to save them."
"Head..."
Cen Muliang continued: "——I will save you."
One word caused thousands of waves, and the elders present were in an uproar.
"Master, how do you save me?" Li Chu blurted out, "Your injury..."
"I have my own way." Cen Muliang said it and continued to give instructions, "Uncle Li, since it is your suggestion, I will leave this matter to you. Quickly gather the subordinates and rush to Minghe together. If the Demon Lord is successfully defeated,
If you want to kill, you will sweep the Ming River and deal with all the monsters and cultivators. If the Demon Lord cannot be killed...
He paused for a moment: "You should try your best to save your comrades and protect the fire of my immortal sect."
This sentence sounded very meaningful to Tuogu, and it immediately raised the atmosphere. Danxia Palace's decision was no longer to avoid war, but became a righteous move to support the Immortal Sect.
"Master!" an elder blurted out, "You are so seriously injured and you risk your own life to rescue us. What will happen to us? If this spreads out, won't Danxia Palace be ridiculed?"
Cen Muliang asked calmly: "If it were you, could you arrive in time?"
"this……"
"The birth of the Demon Lord is the time when the Tao eliminates the demon and rises. If you can interrupt the demon's fortune, it will be worth paying any price." Cen Muliang breathed gently, "I have made up my mind."
At this point, the elders had nothing more to say.
After the initial shock, Li Chu immediately bowed and saluted, and said resolutely: "Yes! I am willing to be shattered into pieces and live up to the trust of the master."
The other elders also had red eyes and responded in unison: "Follow the order of the leader."
There was another long sigh inside, and with indescribable complex emotions, Cen Muliang said slowly: "I'm going to say goodbye, I'm afraid I won't see you again. My disciple Yanzhi is kind and intelligent. If he can become a god, he should be his successor.
Sect. Do you, fellow sect members, have any objections?"
If Cen Muliang is fine, the elders will feel that it is not appropriate to appoint Ning Yanzhi as the head of the family before he has transformed into a god. However, at this moment, no one can refuse Cen Muliang's support.
"yes……"
"Then I ask all my fellow disciples to witness, and I will pass on the order from the head of the family to Yan."
Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, a ray of rays of light flew out from the back hall of the Patriarch, passed through the sky above Danxia Palace, and plunged brilliantly into a strange peak that looked like a dancing dragon.
Fulong Cave, Ning Yan’s retreat place.
After all the explanations were completed, Cen Muliang did not hesitate and said resolutely: "It's over here, I'm going."
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the sword energy swept out of the Patriarch's Hall and suddenly went away.
Its escape speed is beyond imagination!
The elders were amazed at first. They didn't expect that the leader, who was so seriously injured, would still have a backup plan. It was really unfathomable.
Then someone reacted and said, "Do you think that the escaping light just now was a bit strange?"
After saying this, others also understood: "This light is too thin!"
Indeed, Cen Muliang is so accomplished. His sword light is not only so powerful that it covers the sky, but it is also so powerful. How could he only have such a weak sword? And this escape speed...
"Yuan Shen! It's Yuan Shen!" Someone remembered, isn't this the Yuan Shen escape technique commonly used by high-level monks when they fail in a battle? If it is Yuan Shen, that means...
The elders turned pale and rushed into the back hall one after another.
When they saw the situation in the apse, they all froze.
A body infected with demonic energy sat quietly on the futon. That already pale face was none other than Cen Muliang himself!
"No wonder, no wonder..." someone murmured.
Li Chu was also stunned, feeling all kinds of things in his heart.
Yuan Shen's Escape, too, only the speed of Yuan Shen's Escape is enough.
But after abandoning the body, Cen Muliang will never come back.
"Master! Master!" The elders were filled with grief.
At this moment, there was a thunder in the sky, the wind and clouds suddenly rose, and countless spiritual energy poured into Fulong Cave.