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The first thousand eight hundred and ninety-eight chapters

The sound of artillery faded away and the smoke dissipated. A massive military exercise came to an end with the fall of night. Longhu Mountain, which had been noisy for a day, returned to tranquility. Under the protection of the sect-protecting formation, the Longhu Sect remained unscathed.

The lights were turned on, and a sumptuous banquet was placed in the Longhu Sect's gathering hall. For a while, the wine and meat were fragrant, and laughter continued. The core Taoist priests in the sect praised the mystery of the sect-protecting formation and also secretly laughed at the incompetence of the Chinese military.

Twenty thousand troops searched aimlessly in the mountains for a day in the name of exercise, but in vain.

Zhang Zhen'e sat firmly on the main seat, holding a bowl of fragrant rice wine in his hand and saluted everyone, and said in a hoarse voice: "Everyone, everyone is in a false alarm today, but please don't worry, the Dragon and Tiger Sect Protector Grandmaster

The formation is so mysterious that outsiders cannot enter without the guidance of a Taoist who welcomes guests."

In the past, many people had always been skeptical about the effectiveness of the sect-protecting formation. Some even believed that it was not necessary to spend a lot of manpower and material resources every year to maintain the effectiveness of the formation. However, after experiencing this battle, everyone's doubts were completely dispelled.

No matter how much money is spent, it is worth it for such a strange formation that can keep tens of thousands of soldiers away, because everyone understands a simple truth, nothing is more important than life.

The Taoist priests raised their bowls to pay homage to the sect leader, then raised it to their mouths and drank it all. This kind of rice wine was fragrant and had a faint sweetness. No matter how much you drank, you would not get drunk, unless someone wanted to get drunk.

An old Taoist priest with a wrinkled face drank the wine from the bowl, reached out and wiped a handful of goatee on his chin, and said in a deep voice: "Sect Master, today is over. If they come back tomorrow, I'm afraid our ears will not be quiet again.

Pindao always feels that it is not worthwhile to go against the Chinese military for the sake of a Hu clan seeking asylum, so I sincerely ask the clan master to clear up our doubts."

This old Taoist priest is Zhang Lutong, the only remaining Fulu elder of the Longhu Sect. He has a very high status in the sect. Even the sect leader has to respect him. Moreover, this old Taoist priest is a character who can't hold back his words. Every word he says

Everything he said was for the sake of the sect, without any selfish motives. The most important thing was that he had played a big role in Zhang Zhenye's success in taking the position of sect leader.

Zhang Zhen'e chuckled and said: "Everyone knows that the Hu clan has signed a hundred-year covenant with this sect. I am just doing this to abide by the covenant. Is this a sufficient reason?"

The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, frowned and shook his head and said: "The hundred-year covenant is a piece of paper. There is no need to risk the wealth and life of everyone in the sect to abide by the covenant. What is more important is as clear as a mirror in the sect master's heart. Pindao thinks this reason cannot be called

as a reason.”

Zhang Zhen nodded with an evil smile but said: "Elder Lu Tong is right. In fact, I don't care about the hundred-year covenant, but the Hu clan has brought something very interesting, which makes me have to abide by the hundred-year covenant."

, even if it means going against the Chinese military."

The wrinkles on Zhang Lutong's face twitched a few times, and he asked in a deep voice: "Dare you ask the sect master what this thing is?" He had been aroused by the sect master's words and had strong curiosity, and had to break the casserole to ask the truth.

For a moment, all the sounds in the gathering hall stopped. Everyone was waiting for the sect leader to answer. What kind of thing could make the sect leader take such a risk? All this can only be done by waiting for the person involved to answer.

Zhang Zhen'e seemed to be very satisfied with this feeling of being the center of attention. He reached out and grabbed a ruffled wine bottle from the white jade coffee table in front of him, poured himself a bowl of wine slowly, and said in a hoarse voice: "

This thing is called a super power-increasing instrument, and it can help warriors break through their inherent realms. For example, Elder Lu Tong can use this thing to break through his stagnant realm and make further progress."

"Is there really such a thing in the world?" Zhang Lutong became excited after hearing this, and his whole body was shaking like chaff. He is good at making various talismans. He has been at the peak of the earth realm for nearly a hundred years. Seeing Shouyuan

At the end of the day, he had given up all hope of breaking through. Zhang Zhen'e's words rekindled the flame of hope in his heart. He wished he could run over and see the super power-enhancing device now. Let alone running, even if he was allowed to use it

I don’t mind rolling or climbing.

Zhang Zhen'e picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, and nodded: "Of course it's true. The Hu clan relied on the power of this thing to have two semi-sacred warriors. Breaking the realm is very important to them."

It is as simple as drinking water, and I am confident that in the near future, two semi-sacred warriors will be born in our sect!"

"Semi-Saint Realm Warrior..." Zhang Lutong was now a toad with his mouth wide open. He couldn't close it for a long time. A glistening line of water fell from the corner of his mouth, and a pair of old eyes flashing with scorching light stared at the main seat.

Zhang Zhen'e, who was calm and composed, seemed to have seen a piece of extremely delicious food and wanted to rush to it, hug it tightly and take a few bites.

Not only Zhang Lutong, there was a strange tranquility in the gathering hall at this moment. Except for the sect Zhang Zhene, all the core Taoist priests of the Dragon and Tiger Sect became toads that were stepped on in the belly, with their mouths wide open or vomiting or

Breathe in, allowing the airflow to maintain a very weird circulation pattern.

What is the concept of semi-holy realm? Even the Dragon and Tiger Sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, does not have a single seed. There are a few warriors in the heavenly realm, who are already powerful beings in the sect. Even the sect leader Zhen evil is just a person.

In the middle level of the Heaven Realm, everyone thinks that it is quite cost-effective to get the opportunity to use the super energy-increasing device by abiding by the century-old covenant. They all applaud the wise decision of the sect leader in their hearts.

Zhang Zhene took a leisurely sip of wine and said in a low voice: "To be honest with you all, the super energy-increasing device allowed me to see an opportunity for the rise of our sect. As long as we make good use of it, we will definitely regain the glory of a thousand years ago."

, everyone here will be the hero to witness this moment, how can I not take a gamble?"

The Taoist priests in the hall suddenly became excited, waving their arms like crazy, shouting: "Regain the glory! Take a gamble..." A large group of old people with red faces and thick necks shouted

The Taoist priest danced excitedly just to see a hot cake.

Ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel. The next second, the Taoist priests of the Dragon and Tiger Sect heard two loud roars that broke through the sky. However, their fevered minds still did not cool down until two thunderous bangs reached their ears.

, they calmed down completely, and then the roar of a series of machine guns pierced the tranquility of the night sky, and ruthlessly tore into pieces the newly formed picture cake in the eyes of the Taoist priests...

Click, click, click - the machine cannon roared in the air, and the swaying light strips drew bright arcs in the night sky and plunged into the Dragon and Tiger Sect's station, tearing everything intact to pieces.


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