After the transfer was completed, Lin Jianping breathed a sigh of relief as if he had accomplished something important, and said: "Shi Huai, take everyone to find Elder Chen, explain the situation, and then pack up and leave quickly. Although you are the sect leader,
But Elder Chen is a unique man with extremely high abilities. I will listen to his arrangements more often in the future."
Zhao Shihuai said: "Yes, Master."
She wiped her tears with her sleeves, turned around and ordered: "All disciples, follow me."
Although his voice was still crying, it already showed a hint of the majesty of the sect master.
The disciples did not dare to disobey and wiped away their tears and stood up.
When Shang Yunlin, Huang Wenlan, Bai Ying and other disciples saw this, they all ran to Meng Feiran's side as if they were waking up from a dream.
"Master, since the sect master has let us go, let's leave quickly."
"Yes, hurry up and grab some resources and important things. If it's too late, Zhao Shihuai and the others will snatch them away."
"Like our ancient martial arts sect, anything that comes to the city is worth a fortune, and you will definitely be able to live a very prosperous life."
"It's just that the world is so big and there are so many cities. No matter where we look for a cat, no matter how powerful the Shadowless Sword Sect is, we may not be able to find it. There is no need to worry at all."
They talked all over the place, and when they got to the point where they were excited, they even smiled and seemed to be in high spirits.
Meng Feiran looked at them expressionlessly, then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.
Shang Yunlin and other disciples were stunned.
Disciples such as Lin Jianping, Yan Yiyun and Zhao Shihuai were also stunned.
"Junior brother, I finally understand."
Meng Feiran pointed at Lin Jianping and laughed loudly, "Why was it that Master finally chose you to be the leader of the sect when I was older, stronger, and more accomplished than you?"
Lin Jianping said in shock: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Meng Feiran smiled miserably and said: "For so many years, I have always been unconvinced by your being the head of the sect. I feel that I am better than you in every aspect, but the master chose you instead of me. I can't get rid of this knot in my heart, and I can't help but give birth to it.
Resentment, I used to have a deep friendship with you and my junior sister, but I have gradually drifted away from you, developed a quarrel with you, and opposed you at every turn, and even colluded with the enemy Wuying Sword Sect to harm you two for the sake of being the leader of the sect."
Lin Jianping sighed: "Brother, why are you talking about this now?"
"No, I have to say it, otherwise I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future."
Meng Feiran shook his head and said: "Junior brother, I didn't know until now that you should really be the leader of the sect. Because you have a broad mind, put the overall situation first, and risk your life for the sake of the sect. You know how to educate and train disciples, so when life and death are at stake, your
The disciples all regard you and junior sister as relatives, and are willing to go to hell together. For the sake of the inheritance of the sect, you can give up everything without hesitation and hand over the power of the sect leader to the right disciples, and as for me, hehehe..."
He laughed sarcastically: "I always consider my own interests at all times. I don't care about the sect and you. In order to seize the position of the sect leader, I can even cooperate with the enemy. And the disciples I trained are...
When the sect is in danger and wants to flee, you actually want to grab more resources to avoid being robbed by your disciples... Hehehe, like every teacher, like his disciples, I think I'm better than you in every aspect
Being strong is just a big joke. Junior brother, I am far behind you, too far behind!"
When he said this, he laughed even louder and seemed a little crazy, but tears rolled down his face.
Shang Yunlin and other disciples' faces turned red, and they looked down at the ground in embarrassment.
When Lin Jianping and Yan Yiyun saw this, they wanted to give some advice, but for a moment they didn't know what to say.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, Meng Feiran took out a dagger from his sleeve and waved his hand across half a circle.
Puff puff puff...
In an instant, the throats of Shang Yunlin, Bai Ying, Huang Wenlan and other disciples' throats were cut with deep cuts.
Blood spurted out like a fountain.
The disciples staggered back, covering their necks, looking at Meng Feiran in shock, anger and incomprehension, wondering why the master suddenly killed him.
Lin Jianping, Yan Yiyun, Zhao Shihuai and others also exclaimed in unison.
"Junior brother and junior sister, don't be surprised. It's enough to have Shi Huai and his nephew to pass on the incense of our sect."
Meng Feiran's laughter stopped and he pointed at his disciples with an expressionless face and said, "As for them, they are all disciples taught by me. I know their temperament best. If they are allowed to escape to the city, where will they be after seeing the prosperity of the city?
They will endure hardships to practice and pass on the incense of our sect. They will only rely on the power of warriors to quickly degenerate and do all kinds of evil things to ruin the reputation of our Xuanguang Sect. It is better for me to kill them all to avoid future troubles."
"You... old... will not... die..."
Shang Yunlin and Bai Ying, who were highly skilled in cultivation, were still struggling to hold on. Their eyes seemed to be on fire as they struggled to rush towards Meng Feiran.
Meng Feiran kicked the two of them away one by one.
As for the other disciples, they all fell to the ground. They were breathing too much out and not taking in enough. They were about to die.
Lin Jianping couldn't bear it: "Senior brother, why are you doing this..."
Meng Feiran said: "As for me, I am the biggest traitor and culprit of our sect, and I deserve to die. Although my junior brothers and sisters do not kill me out of love for being in the same sect, how can I survive in shame? But I can't die now.
, because this cultivation level may still be of some use. Junior brother, junior sister, if you allow me, senior brother wants to stick to the sect with you and atone for my sins!"
As he spoke, he clasped his hands and bowed to Lin Jianping and Yan Yiyun.
"Senior brother..."
Lin Jianping felt hot in his heart and couldn't bear it anymore. He stepped forward and held his hand, "You will always be my senior brother!"
Yan Yiyun also rushed up and held their hands, with tears in her eyes: "Senior brother, Jian Ping, it's great, the three of us are together again!"
The three of them clasped hands tightly, looking at each other and laughing as if they were teenagers again.
After decades of rifts and conflicts, the grudges are forgotten with a smile.
"What are you looking at? Leave quickly!"
Lin Jianping turned around and saw Zhao Shihuai and other disciples staring blankly at this scene. He couldn't help but frown and waved.
"Yes, Master."
Zhao Shihuai came back to his senses, responded, and made a gesture to leave with other disciples.
Suddenly, a sinister voice sounded: "Don't you think it's too late to leave now?"
Whoosh!
As soon as the words fell, a sound of extremely fast breaking through the air sounded in the sky.
Everyone was startled and looked up.
I saw a tall old man in black, with his hands clasped behind his back, standing on a gleaming sword, standing high in the air, looking down at them arrogantly and coldly.
"Luo Zhenfan!"
"Flying sword magic weapon!"
Meng Feiran, Lin Jianping and Yan Yiyun's expressions suddenly changed.
Unexpectedly, the leader of the Shadowless Sword Sect, Luo Zhenfan, suddenly arrived!
Zhao Shihuai and other disciples haven't had time to escape yet, what should they do?