Immortal Way Retrograde

Chapter 119
'boom! '

The main hall made of Lingtian white jade swayed slightly due to the powerful impact.

A male cultivator slowly slid down from the white jade pillar, and a trace of bright red overflowed from the corners of his lips.

The man struggled twice, resisting the pain in his viscera, he staggered to his feet, then slightly arched his back, bowed to the person seated in the center, and gave a salute.

It's just that without the permission of the person seated, he was unable to raise his head for a long time.

The hall was very quiet, so quiet that the people on both sides even breathed a little cautiously, no one dared to speak first, and no one dared to speak first.The invisible low pressure has been circulating in all hearts.

"You say what you said just now, again."

After a long time, the person above the high seat finally spoke first. He didn't let people disperse, nor did he let the man bowing below stand up. He just ordered him to repeat what he had said before, somewhat indifferently.

The man wiped away the blood from the corners of his lips with his sleeves, his posture was upright, and he still said without saying a word, "My little apprentice privately thinks that we should not continue to seek the succession of the king's policy."

The air below seemed to be quieter, and the heads of the people on both sides hung lower.

The person in the seat laughed lightly, and without looking at the man, he just asked the person below, "You also think I shouldn't continue looking for Cheng Junce?"

No one responded to him, no, to be precise, no one dared to answer him.Because they all know that once they do this early bird, the first person to die will be the one who speaks.

But the person in the seat obviously didn't intend to end all this with everyone's silence.

He tapped the armrest of the seat in a very slow rhythm, again and again, which was particularly obvious in the empty hall.

"Is there no one who wants to talk about their own thoughts? Or do you all agree with my little disciple?"

The person in the seat stopped knocking, and began to lean forward slightly. His sharp eyes circled around from one person to another, and then fell on the person closest to his right hand.

And that person seemed to know that the person in the seat was looking at him, so nervous that his body became much stiffer.

"Great Elder, let's talk about it, you are also the person in charge of this mission. Do you think Cheng Junce should continue to look for it?"

The creases on the Great Elder's face trembled uncontrollably, "I personally think that Cheng Junce still needs to keep looking."

The person in the seat nodded, as if he was satisfied with the answer of the elder.

"It seems that he is still a sensible person..."

The Great Elder wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking that he escaped a catastrophe, "It's the Suzerain who taught me well."

But here, before the Great Elder's words fell to the ground, he heard the person in the seat say again, "Since the Great Elder is so sensible, then I can't justify not rewarding me, don't look like my suzerain is so stingy... "

The Great Elder brought it up again with a soothing breath, and everyone saw him shaking his head again and again, "No need, really no need, this is what I should do!"

But at this time, the suzerain would not listen to the elder to explain something.

He clapped his hands lightly, and a row of men in black immediately appeared in the hall.

These men in black really mean it literally. They are all black from head to toe, without any other color, and only a pair of eyes are exposed, which means that they are indeed still individuals, but no matter who sees these pairs of eyes, they will come from The word 'numb' is read inside.

"What do you think I should reward him for? How about... just reward him with a severe beating..."

"Master! The contest is about to start, it's inappropriate to do these things now..." The man who had been standing aside spoke again, and the reason for speaking this time was still the great elder who he didn't usually deal with.

"The grand competition is about to start, and now all the talented monks in Wuchen Continent are concentrated on our sect. Master, I don't think you want everyone to see you like this."

The person in the seat sneered and said, "What do I look like? What's wrong with me? Am I shameful? Mu Zichu, did I pamper you too much on weekdays? I have the illusion that I can dominate over my head."

Mu Zichu pursed his lips, lowered his head and swallowed his anger, "I don't dare! I also ask Master to focus on the overall situation and the school."

"Don't you dare? I think you are very brave!" As soon as the words fell, Mu Zichu was thrown out again.

This time, the eyes of the people on both sides showed a bit of unbearable.

You know, Mu Zichu is the favorite candidate for their sect to win the championship this time, but after these two times, winning the championship may no longer be possible...

If they remember correctly, the last time, Mu Zichu was defeated by Fang Xun by a narrow margin.

But Mu Zichu seemed determined to die, he stood up again, and even insisted after standing up, "Master! Please put the overall situation first!"

This time, hostility had begun to gather in the eyes of the person in charge.A spiritual power ball with a very high concentration of spiritual energy also appeared in the palm of his hand.

Some people's eyes began to look frightened, because they knew that Mu Zichu would at least lose half of his life if he made it right.

"Master, wake up."

Just as the spirit ball was about to hit Mu Zichu's body, the hand of the seated person suddenly trembled.

Immediately, the hostility in his eyes faded away at an extremely fast speed like the ebb tide of sea water.

After more than a dozen breaths, the aura mass gathered in his hands began to dissipate slowly, and everyone in the hall who was extremely nervous also slowly relaxed their nerves, as if they were suddenly relieved of some kind of vigilance.

The person in the seat propped his head with one hand, his brows were tightly frowned.

"Sorry, am I sick again?"

The Great Elder, who was still trembling, suddenly gained confidence, "Sovereign Master, your heart demon has been appearing for longer and longer! We must find a way to suppress it as soon as possible."

It's not hard to see that the Great Elder was really dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to make the proposal to replace the suzerain.

Of course, not only the Great Elder did not dare, but others also did not dare to push the suzerain again.

Because just many years ago, Lin Qu once took the Zen position.

That time, his inner demon was extremely insane. Taking advantage of Lin Qu's ignorance, he directly killed the new suzerain with his sword.

Afterwards, everyone was very worried about this matter, and then no one dared to propose the replacement of the suzerain.

After all, becoming the suzerain of Yunlingmen is tantamount to being hunted down by Lin Qu's inner demons, and no one in this sect can beat Lin Qu, and as time goes by, this is the only way to go.

(End of this chapter)