Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 123 Arrival

How can it feel so subtle to hear a Yuanying Daojun reviewing his own mistakes?Ning Xiaoxia hurriedly lowered her head to study the patterns on the floor tiles.

And the juniors present were quite frightened and did not dare to make a sound. The elders said their mistakes. Could it be that they dared to make peace?Most of them, like Ningxia, lowered their heads and pretended not to hear.

"True monarch, don't be pessimistic, it's all the fault of the disciple's clumsy mouth, which makes you worry for nothing. The formation hall is not like this! It's just a villain's trouble, and it hasn't hurt the bones." You go on, and hurriedly said.These words are not used to prevaricate this uncle.

In recent years, Fufeng Pavilion's movements have been quite small, and it has been sneaky, but it has not touched the edge of the formation hall.None of the spies sent has succeeded, and the heritage and heritage are not comparable, and they don't even know what the real formation hall is... This is why Fufeng Pavilion has always regarded the formation hall as the biggest enemy, but the formation method Tang did not take the other party seriously at all.

"You can just call my uncle, why did you suddenly become careful, the call of Zhenjun Zhenjun is quite uncomfortable."

Zhenjun Yuanheng waved his hand to restrain the words of Dingjing Zhenren, and continued: "Let's not mention this Fufeng Pavilion for the time being, and I don't care about this. I think that although the formation hall was sparsely connected, it was all well-rounded. It's a good talent. But how many serious disciples have you cultivated over the years?"

Ding Jingzhen was dumbfounded when he heard the words. He had been in the Array Hall for a long time. Naturally, he had experienced the days when the other party said that there were many talents. At that time, it was indeed another prosperous period for the Array Hall.

During those glorious years, several amazing and brilliant characters appeared in succession, shaking the ancient and majestic Array Hall, rectifying the name of the Array Hall, which had been silent for many years, and also made the Wuhua School re-examine this long-dormant temple. organization.

However, current events are changing, and the world of cultivation is changing too fast. Those amazing array masters who have achieved success in their cultivation will go into hiding. Those who have not achieved anything will find their own way. Stories passed by the monks by word of mouth.

Dingjing Zhenren was just a newbie at that time, looking up at these big men with his head raised.Today, he is already a real Jindan with head and face, but the world-famous Formation Hall has withered to this point.I have to say, this is really frustrating!

What Yuanheng Zhenjun said is indeed true, they did not cultivate good disciples.Some of the new disciples of the Formation Hall over the years were indeed spies, but most of them were lost.That's right, what kind of skill hall can keep people in a deserted and depressed state, the door is empty, and the elders are not seen?

The disciples of the previous generation retired one by one and concentrated on their cultivation. The remaining three or two kittens could not support the family at all, and they recruited few disciples and could not retain people.In the past few decades, only the Dingjing Zhenren and the rarely-appeared Yuhe Zhenren have remained in the younger generation.

"It's my fault that I failed to take care of the formation hall. Lin Rong really has no face to face the masters and uncles." Ding Jingzhen didn't feel sorry for the loss of the formation hall, but also deeply hated his incompetence.But what can he do? Even if he is keen on running the formation hall, he cannot change the situation of the generation of talents.

Ding Jingzhen asked himself and tried his best to run the formation hall, train disciples, and fight for a place in the formation hall... In short, he did everything he could, but the disciples were gradually separated.Day after day, he could only watch the formation hall weaken.

"What are you talking about! It's better to say that we are all wrong, the sect master is wrong, the senior brother is wrong, we old guys take it for granted. Well, it's over, it's useless to say more, now we can only make mistakes and correct them. It's over..." Zhenjun Yuanheng glanced at the disciples in the room, his expression was somber, which caused Ningxia and the others to be silent.

"I will talk to the sect master after I go back. We old bones have been hiding for a long time. It's time to come out and walk around. Lest the younger generation think that there is no one in our formation hall."

"Isn't it going to disturb the elders?" Ding Jingzhen was not sure.

"Who cares about this at this time?! The signboard of our formation hall is about to be trampled on by others, and the disciples are all gone. No one will inherit us. Who still has that kind of kung fu to cultivate and recuperate?" People are really in a hurry, and their words are vulgar.

"promise."

"As for you—" Zhenjun Yuanheng looked at a group of little guys who pretended to be deaf, and said with a chuckle, "Before I go back, I will tune in well...you guys."

Mama, there seems to be something wrong with this kind-looking Daojun! ——
"Daojun Yuanying enters the game, I'm afraid it will be unfavorable for me to wait." The atmosphere in the other room was also very bad.

There were six people in the room who were late today. Among them, the highest cultivation base was Pingyang Zhenren from Longyin Peak, the middle stage of Jindan, and the lowest cultivation base was also in the middle stage of foundation building, all of whom were not young.

Pingyang Zhenren didn't speak, his expression was gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

As the leader, he is the most terrifying thing to be involved in a Yuan Ying Daojun.That is a Nascent Soul, what can he do?In the face of absolute power, all calculations are in vain.

Pingyang Zhenren waved his hand to stop the people who were arguing in the room and said a little tiredly: "Be careful. Don't go to the people who move the magic hall... Try your best. Be more careful."

"promise."
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A group of people from the Wuhua faction finally arrived at the destination of this time, Fengming City.

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