At the Xiefeng Thunder Temple in Tai'an Zong Town, except for the sect leader Donglin Shanjun, all the masters of the main peaks and mountains were present.
The leader of Lianhua Mountain, Nalan Mingming, who has always been the weakest in Tai'an Sect and has the lowest recognition, finally spoke up tomorrow: "If there is harmony with its prosperity, war will lead to chaos, and chaos will lead to the destruction of the country and the world."
As soon as Nalan Minggri opened his mouth, the Thunder Temple echoed loudly, and the Ming Temple, which had been noisy just now, was completely silent for a while.
Only these words echoed in His Highness.
Xuanhemen Zhang Xi slammed the table and got angry: "Nalan Mingri, these words are really spoken by a god. Mortals lower their heads. Why are you bullying us for being illiterate and ignorant of reason?"
Nalan stared at Zhang Xi tomorrow: "Brother, I have no intention of doing this, but I think it would be bad to rashly agree to other people's requests. In the meantime, we should wait for the sect leader to leave the country before discussing. Or, everyone
Senior brother is considering the matter in the long term. After all, this concerns not only the Tai'an Sect, not only the Yanyun Dynasty, but more broadly, it concerns the common people all over the world."
"Nalan Mingri, you are pedantic and ignorant, you are simply..." Qin Guan of Qiming Mountain rushed out of the door, and after crossing the threshold, he did not forget to turn around and say, "It is simply unreasonable."
Nalan Mingming did not hold any grudges, he smiled and shook his head.
The Tai'an sect meeting that lasted for three days and two nights finally ended with Nalan Ming's words.
The reason is not for the triennial trial meeting. It is related to the arrival of a mysterious person from the Tai'an Sect.
Even when he was leaving at the end, the peak master of Cuiyan Peak couldn't help it.
He stretched out a finger and poked Nalan Mingri's head repeatedly: "You, you, you, you."
But you must know that the peak master of Cuiyan Peak is a beautiful lady.
Since the founding of the Tai'an Sect, whenever major matters require a decision, opinions from all mountains and peaks need to be gathered, and if even one person disagrees, the case will not be approved.
Not long ago, a distinguished guest from the Tai'an Sect came, so this meeting was held.
But there was one person who disagreed, and that was Nalan Mingri from Lotus Mountain.
If one person disagrees, even the sect cannot influence it. Only if one person comes forward and has a firm reason to persuade him can it be passed.
For thousands of years, Tai'an Sect has been like this and has never changed.
No sect leader of any generation has the right to abolish this sect rule.
Thousands of years of prosperity are not unreasonable.
For a moment, the Thunder Palace could only be walked by the empty wind whistling.
Nalan Ming lowered his body, stretched out a finger, and touched the ground. He knocked hard again, and then muttered: "The elm head is not as hard as this."
The floor of the Thunder Temple is made of gravel from Qiming Mountain.
Nalan Mingming looked funny to himself. He clapped his hands and stood up. This white robe was a gift from the junior senior sister back then. I heard it was made of inch-by-inch green glazed silk. Don't worry.
Got dirty.
Nalan smiled again tomorrow. It was time to go back and tell his disciples to practice and cultivate. They must not be lazy.
This big thing can't be trivial, and the small things can't be taken lightly.
This period is the busiest time for the Tai'an Sect. It can no longer be like three years ago, just snatching a disciple back.
You have to show your face well at this meeting, and you can't let other senior brothers steal it all for the apprentice.