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The four of them were stunned for a moment and quickly realized that the sect leader was doing this to protect them.
They have made great achievements during this trip, but it is not advisable to publicize it, otherwise they are likely to be angered by the old blood baby monster.
"Disciple is willing."
The four of them figured this out. It was about their lives, so naturally they wouldn't care about such false reputations.
Lu Yuanming watched the few people leave with calm eyes. The smile on his face slowly faded. He took out a mysterious black ancient mirror and took out a large number of high-grade spiritual stones and placed it on it.
The spirit stone disappeared in a flash, and a mysterious aura appeared on the mirror.
This object is a transparent mirror refined by ancient powers and passed down for thousands of years.
It is said that the transparent mirror was made by the power of refining the void and is made in five copies. As long as they are in the same world, they can communicate no matter how far apart they are.
The five transparent mirrors are controlled by the heads of the five major sects and are used to communicate and discuss important matters.
It's just that every time you use the clear mirror, the amount of spiritual stones you need to spend is quite staggering, so you don't need to use it easily.
Lu Yuanming waited for a while and then noticed that there were countless spiritual thoughts falling on the transparent mirror from a distance of thousands of miles.
"Sect Master Lu, what happened that made you hesitate to use the transparent mirror?"
A spiritual thought curled like smoke floated out, and the owner of this spiritual thought was none other than the master of the Miaodan Sect.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Lu Yuanming did not give in. "The old monster Blood Baby is cunning and cunning. He has set a trap to ambush us. What are your plans?"
The other four spiritual thoughts fluctuated for a while, and finally the master of the Miaodan Sect sighed softly and was the first to express his position.
"The evil cultivator is certainly abominable, but our Miaodan Sect is not good at fighting with others. The only Yuanying elder in the sect has experienced this calamity, and he was seriously injured. I am afraid that he has more than enough intention but not enough strength. As for the
I am deeply grateful to the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect for their help."
Lu Yuanming was not surprised by the Miaodan Sect's approach.
The Miaodan Sect has gradually declined in recent years, and it is reasonable to protect oneself wisely.
Moreover, evil cultivators also have a need for elixirs, so they will not provoke the Miaodan Sect unless they have to.
After the Miaodan Sect expressed its stance, Tongmingjing fell into a brief silence, and then a light Buddha's chant sounded.
"Amitabha. Eliminating evil and defending the Way is my duty as a Buddha of the Infinite Sect. It is naturally my duty to do so."
As soon as the voice fell, the leader of the Hanshan Sect said, "My Hanshan Sect is located in an isolated and cold place in the north of the mountains. It costs a lot to go back and forth, and I'm afraid it's beyond our reach."
Lu Yuanming's slightly relaxed mood became tense again. He knew that what Hanshan Sect said was true.
Especially the first expedition to Wuwu Mountain was unsuccessful, which greatly dampened the vigor of the five sects.
Although there are only three Nascent Soul evil cultivators in Wuwu Mountain, their victory lies in the concentration of their power.
The five major sects are located in the north and south of the world. Just gathering the monks together will take a lot of time and energy.
Recalling Zhuge Yun's report, Lu Yuanming felt helpless in his heart.
The five sects looked down upon the old monster of the Blood Infant, and fell into a trap due to their carelessness.
Although they were finally able to get out of trouble, everyone became more cautious towards evil cultivators and were unwilling to act rashly.
If Hunyuan City hadn't intervened and wanted to harm Xiaoyao Sect, he wouldn't have wanted to take the lead in this matter.
At the moment, there is only one Wanjian Sect left that has not expressed its attitude.
After pondering for a long time, the leader of Wanjian Sect slowly spoke.
"We call ourselves upright monks, and we should take it as our duty to eradicate evil cultivators. This time my disciples were able to escape smoothly. I heard that it was some senior disciples of Xiaoyao Sect who took action?"
"It's just that the old monster Blood Infant was busy presiding over the formation and had no time to take care of himself. It was just a coincidence for a few young disciples."
Lu Yuanming originally wanted to tell him about his master, but as soon as his mind moved, he hid the matter.
The relationship between the five major sects is not entirely an alliance.
Many times, the competition between each other for resources is quite fierce.
If they knew that the person behind this matter was Master, they might be able to deduce that Master's life is short.
In these troubled times, naturally the fewer people know about such confidential matters, the better.
The Transparent Mirror fell silent for a long time after Lu Yuanming sent out his spiritual thoughts.
The other four sects also sent many people to Wuwu Mountain to search for the secret realm.
But after several years of searching, not only was there no harvest, but many disciples were lost, and even the entrance to the secret realm was not found.
However, the Xiaoyao Sect remained silent and only dispatched a few young disciples in the foundation building stage to accomplish such a major event.
As time goes by, it is not known that these young disciples will become the most powerful sect and even surpass the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and become the strongest sect.
Seeing the light on the transparent mirror getting dimmer, a cold light flashed in Lu Yuanming's eyes, and he put the dark ancient mirror away without saying a word.
At the same time, inside Wanjian Sect.
A swordsman with a white background and gold patterns sat high on his head. His face was calm and powerful, and his hand gently rubbed the transparent mirror that had lost its light.
Standing by the side is none other than the disciple of the sect leader, the senior brother of the Wanjian Sect, Qin An.
He remembered the news that came back not long ago, and finally couldn't help but speak.
"Master, I heard that our master was seriously injured, why don't we do nothing?"
Master just now said that he would kill the evil cultivator, but Qin An knew his master very well. If he really decided to take action, he would definitely not be as calm as he is now.
"The evil cultivators will naturally be killed, but there is no rush."
The leader of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect said calmly, "Your master has a clear sword mind and is dedicated to eradicating evil and practicing cultivation, but he was injured the most and was almost left in the secret realm forever."
Qin An was speechless immediately. The master was deeply injured this time and is still unconscious.
If it weren't for his superb swordsmanship, he would have been destroyed both physically and mentally by splitting open the passage at the last moment to fight for life.
Qin An hesitated, "What does master mean?"
"Lingbei is bitterly cold, and the wonderful elixir has declined. The combined power of Xiaoyao and Wuliang sects can just stand up to those crazy people in Wuwu Mountain. I will just sit back and watch. This is not my intention alone, but was discussed by the elders in the sect.
result."
Once the Xiaoyao Sect and Wuliang Sect come forward and consume the strength of the evil cultivators, it will not be too late for them to take action again.
Qin An suddenly realized that his master might be displeased if he did this.
But the master was seriously injured and would go into seclusion as soon as he returned. The affairs in the sect eventually fell back on the master as the leader of the clan.
He didn't dare to think too much, and small secret beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
The sect leader's eyes fell on Qin An, "As a disciple of Wanjian Sect, I should put the future of the sect first. Our sect has grown from an unknown small sect to the top of the five sects. It has been a difficult journey. Do you understand?
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Qin An's anxious heart suddenly calmed down.
He was originally a mortal, but his master noticed that he had great talent, took him under his disciple, and taught him carefully.
The golden elixir cultivation he possesses today, his status as the first disciple of the sect, and his status as senior brother all depend on his master and the sect.
What happens to others, and what does it have to do with him?
"Disciple understands."
The sect leader nodded slightly, "In order to avoid being said to be the leader of the righteous path, I, the monk of the Wanjian Sect, will issue the Divine Sword Order from now on and invite the Qingyun Ranking monks from all over the world to come to Jianchi for a meeting. I will leave this matter to you.
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Qin An nodded, "Disciple will handle this matter properly. Master, please rest assured."