The disciples' questions were actually ignored by these people. No one seemed to have heard them, lowering their heads and closing their eyes, sitting cross-legged.
The actions of these powerful men on the Divine Sword Ranking were completely incomprehensible to everyone.
What happened?
Why do these brothers and sisters on the Divine Sword List behave so strangely?
But at this moment, the closed palace door suddenly opened.
The disciples who were talking about it stopped instantly and all looked towards the palace gate.
Then I saw a large number of figures walking out of the gate.
These are obviously the elders and deacons of Yi Jian Tiangong.
Almost all the senior officials of Tiangong are among them, including Yan Qiuyue who has been in seclusion!!
Seeing this scene, all the disciples' breathing suddenly became tight.
Even the deputy palace master Yan Qiuyue was invited out!
The sect must have made a major decision, otherwise it would be impossible to gather so many high-level officials.
The elders dispersed and stood on the left and right side of the palace gate.
Then Feng Buling and Ruyue Zunjian walked out, while Yan Qiuyue stood aside casually.
Upon seeing this, the disciples stood up one after another, clasped their fists and worshiped: "Greetings to the elders, and bowing to the deputy palace master! Bowing to the palace master! Bowing to the supreme master!!"
The cry is like a wave, venting to all directions.
Feng Buling nodded slightly and said calmly: "Don't be too polite, everyone, please sit down!"
"Thank you, Palace Master!"
After the voice fell, the disciples sat down cross-legged one after another.
The elders also sat on the ground.
The atmosphere in the air was a bit solid, and everyone looked worried.
The scene gradually became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Buling and Ruyue Zunjian.
It was so quiet in front of the palace that if a pin dropped, there would be a thunderous sound!
Feng Buling pursed his lower lip and looked at Ruyue Zunjian.
But seeing Ruyue Zunjian closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and whispered: "Palace Master, tell me, it's okay."
"But..." Feng Buling stopped talking.
"The matter has come to this, we have no choice. If I go down in the future, I will explain to my ancestors that all this is my fault!" Ruyue Zunjian said in a low voice.
Feng Buling was silent. After a moment, he seemed to have made some decision, raised his head again, and shouted with a hoarse voice.
"Listen, now, I have something to announce to you!"
The sound rippled in all directions, and everyone's ears stood up involuntarily.
Feng Buling suddenly stood up, glanced at everyone present, and said: "I announce! From now on, the Yi Jian Tiangong...formal! Dissolution! Disband!!!"
The last four words were almost bitten out by Feng Buling!
These four words burst out, and the scene suddenly froze.
It was as if time had stopped at this moment.
Everyone looked at Feng Buling with big eyes and small eyes, but no one came back to his senses.
Formal! Form! Solution! Dispersion!
Fake, right?
Did you hear wrong?
Or was it wrong??
Everyone's brains were all in a state of mush.
For a while.
Wow!
The scene suddenly exploded, and everyone stood up and rushed upward one by one.
"What's going on?? Jie...disbanded?? The sect was disbanded??"
"Why is this happening?? Palace Master!! Why should it be disbanded!! Supreme Master!! Why should it be disbanded!!!"
"No!! I am not willing to give in! It cannot be disbanded!! I have been in the sect for nearly a thousand years and cannot be disbanded!! Yi Jian Tiangong cannot be disbanded!!"
Roars, questions, anger, and doubts came out like raindrops at this moment. No one could sit still at this moment, and they all roared out.
The scene was in chaos, and everyone was extremely excited.
"Everyone be quiet!! All be quiet!!"
The third elder stood up and shouted loudly.
The crowd became a little quieter.
"Everyone, sit down and listen to me!!" Feng Buling also shouted.
"Palace Master, we need an explanation!!"
"Yes, we need an explanation!!"
A disciple shouted with red eyes.
Some female disciples held back tears and stared at the palace master, looking forward to his answer.
The scene returned to calm, but this calm seemed extremely depressing.
But when Feng Buling spoke again, his tone was particularly depressed.
"I know that everyone is reluctant to disband the palace. In fact, it's not just you, I am reluctant to do so too. However, this is a helpless move because... we have no choice!"
Feng Buling sat on the ground and said hoarsely: "According to the latest news received by the sects, more than forty sects have formed a so-called purge and conquest alliance and are heading towards our Yijian Tiangong. They are no longer willing to wait any longer.
Well, they made a ridiculous plan to attack us with an unfounded crime! In fact, you should all know their purpose, which is just to carve up the Heavenly Palace! I had a serious discussion with the Supreme Leader and the elders, and we are not opponents, so
... We have no choice but to disband."
“We haven’t even fought yet, how can we not be our opponents??”
"That's right, how can we say defeat before we fight??"
Someone said angrily.
"We swear to live and die together with the Heavenly Palace!!" A disciple immediately stood up and shouted.
"Yes! We will live and die with the Heavenly Palace!!"
"Swear to defend Tiangong to the death!!"
Many people screamed.
For a time, the crowd was excited and the scene became noisy again.
"I know that all of you are willing to shed your blood for Tiangong!" Feng Buling shouted with anger, "Since the last time I went to Shenzong and fought against the Overlord Dynasty! I already know that those who can stay will
, those are all people who sincerely regard Tiangong as their home, but at this moment, we no longer have the capital to protect Tiangong!"
The scene became a little calmer again.
Feng Buling continued.
"The enemies we have to face this time are much stronger than last time! There are more than ten true saint-level powers dispatched among them. Under the true saint, the great saint? The ultimate saint? They are simply ants! And!
We...except for the deputy palace master, there is no true saint!! It is impossible for us to resist! If we still insist on staying here, it will only be a meaningless sacrifice! It will only stain the Heavenly Palace with blood! It will only lead to the total destruction of the Heavenly Palace!
Leave no one behind!!"
Feng Buling said very excitedly, and his face was a little red.
"We are not afraid!!" Another disciple shouted.
"Yes, at worst, I will be buried here, so why should I be afraid!!"
Everyone looked as if they were dead.
Feng Buling opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat was blocked for some reason and he couldn't make any sound for a long time.
As long as these people are here, the Heavenly Palace will not be destroyed.
"Oh my god, give me a way to survive in Yi Jian Tiangong!"
An old elder was kneeling on the ground, howling and crying.
Many people were moved by it.
Feng Buling fell silent.
There were only sighs and soft sobs.
Ruyue Zunjian, who had been silent all the time, looked around, sighed, stood up and said: "Children, I know you are not afraid, and I understand your mood at the moment, but you must know that the path to cultivation is long and long.
If you just move forward bravely without fear, you will be able to build a great road! Sometimes retreat is the way to advance, and being able to bend and stretch is the way to victory! You stay here today, you are just making unnecessary sacrifices. If you are willing to obey our arrangements and disband the Heavenly Palace, come
If any of you can ascend to the highest realm, you can restore the Heavenly Palace! Rebuild the Heavenly Palace! Only in this way can there be hope for the Heavenly Palace!"
"The Supreme Master..." Many people had wet eyes.
Ruyue Zunjian sighed again, and his voice became inexplicably hoarse: "Actually, I am more reluctant to leave Tiangong than you are. I am a sinner of Tiangong. I failed to protect this place. But things have developed to this point and are beyond human control.
It can be saved! Let’s go, the faster the better! Leave here as soon as possible. You are all the hope of Heavenly Palace. After you leave here, you can find a way out. If you really care about Heavenly Palace, you can hand over the important task of rebuilding Heavenly Palace in the future.
There you have it!”
"Palace Master!!!"
Everyone knelt down and cried, and some older Tiangong disciples kowtowed and cried bitterly.
The scene was extremely chaotic and noisy.
Today may really be the end of Heavenly Palace.
"I have asked the four elders to distribute all the current supplies of Tiangong. Each of you will have one share, which is enough for you to practice outside or rejoin other sects. All the intensive regulations of Tiangong have also been burned. When you leave later,
You all take it! These are the inheritance of Tiangong! They are the last flames of Tiangong! I hope they can be in your hands and will not go out."
Ruyue Zunjian said lightly, and the person raised his hand: "Without further delay, you... pack up and leave quickly..."
"No!!"
"Palace Master! We won't leave!!"
People cried even harder.
There was a lot of mourning at the scene.
Even many elders were secretly wiping tears at this moment.
"Palace Master!!" At this time, a disciple flew over and shouted breathlessly: "Purge... The Purge Alliance has arrived at Bailipo!!!"
"What??"
“Come so fast!!”
The expressions of all the elders changed instantly.
Ruyue Zunjian's expression also became condensed. He stood up suddenly and shouted to everyone: "Quick, leave quickly!!"
"Palace Master..."
"Consider this the last order I give to you as the master of Yi Jian Tiangong!! Leave!!" Ruyue Zunjian screamed, but his eyes were almost begging.
Countless people were shocked, no longer daring to refute, and shed tears on the spot. They did not persist anymore, and slowly dispersed with desperate and hesitant hearts.
Every step is filled with reluctance...
"You guys should go too." Ruyue Zunjian closed his eyes, but said to the elders beside him.
“Palace Master, what about you??”
"I stayed...."
"no!!"
"I am already a useless person! It doesn't matter whether I leave or not, but elders, what you possess is the highest soul skill of our sect, "Intentional Sword Art"... This thing must not be thrown away!! So...
Elders, please leave quickly!!" Ruyue Zunjian said hoarsely.
"But..."
"Walk!!"
Ruyue Zunjian roared.
The elders gritted their teeth one by one, but in the end they gave up and turned around with their sleeves thrown away, and walked away with heavy steps...
"You should leave too!" Ruyue Zunjian said to Yan Qiuyue next to him.
"I can leave at any time, as long as my husband comes back..."
"Go and tell him not to come back... Tiangong was once glorious because of him... That's enough." Ruyue Zunjian said with a bitter smile.
Yan Qiuyue stared, said nothing, turned around, walked lightly, and disappeared into the void.
Gradually, everything in front of the palace became quiet.
Ruyue Zunjian looked at the leaving crowd, exhaled fiercely, and showed a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He sat on the ground, took out a fruit from somewhere, crossed his legs and started to eat it again.
