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Chapter 40 Chapter 41: The Great Mobilization of Zongmen

Chong Chong~
woohoo~
The chilling flute sound like gold and iron, and the flute sound comparable to the biting cold wind, turned into a wave of real waves, which sounded and spread in the depths of Duanqin Cliff and the peak of Fengming Valley at the same time.

Regardless of the disciples or the elders, no matter what they were doing, after hearing the sound of the qin and flute, they raised their heads and looked dignified.

It seems to be waiting for something.

"The disciples of the Organ Valley will go to the realm of returning to the ruins within a quarter of an hour."

"No mistake!"

When the actual sound of the piano and Xiao Yin dissipated, the indifferent voice of the Suzerain of the Organ Valley echoed in everyone's ears.

"Follow the suzerain's decree!"

The uniform voice resounded through the sky, and the auras of the Daofeng formations in Fengming Valley dispersed.The resplendent Shenxi bloomed, and the revival of a powerful aura stirred up all directions.

boom!
Countless old monsters have revived, rumbling Taoist palaces and even divine treasures have emerged, and there are even fairy bodies and golden bodies walking among the clouds.

wow~
The small island in the middle of the lake in Fengming Valley, the Dao Peak in Duanqin Cliff, and the heaven and earth divine rainbow under the feet of each inner disciple walked across the sky indifferently, strolling towards the upper reaches of the Yunhe River.

Tens of thousands of outer disciples.

Behind some, the Fate Fountain floated and exploded, and Shen Xi was like magma gushing out and squeezing the air, gliding up and down continuously with great momentum.

Five elements escape technique.

Wonderful Talisman.

Run like a raptor xenomorph.

These disciples showed their own special abilities and wanted to show themselves in front of the revived elders and big shots, even if there was a chance, they would not let it go.

In contrast, the handyman disciples could only ride a large spirit beast under the leadership of the deacon, watching with envy and hatred.

However, there are tens of thousands of handyman disciples, hundreds of spirit beasts carrying them, and the scene when they are galloping is also extremely spectacular.

"Are you envious?" The white-haired old deacon on the back of the three-meter-wide spirit beast Manghuang bull, whose cultivation base is only the spring of life, laughed and said, "If you don't open up the sea of ​​​​wheels and become monks, you will always be just handymen. When I repatriate at the age of 30 at most, I will get some danza that is old but not sick."

Thirty handymen on the back of the ox were silent.

"The monks are high and powerful, and you can easily complete your mission by sending a hundred disciples of the Mingquan realm."

"Such as carrying water, chopping firewood, weeding, planting, transporting..."

"As for the reason for the existence of Handyman Disciples, some people understand and some don't. I don't bother to explain to you, I just want to tell you that the opportunity has come."

"The opportunity to become a monk has come."

The old deacon's indifferent voice fell, and then he smiled and remained silent, attracting the attention of the puzzled and tired disciples.

Niubi fell into silence.

Until a young man with a resolute face, deep eyes and no palm on his left arm broke the silence. He stood up from the stable back of the bull, and carefully took out a spirit stone from his arms.

"Deacon, please explain in detail. If Ye Xiu can enter the outer sect one day and become a monk, I will be very grateful." The young man named Ye Xiu has an ordinary appearance, and his eyes are as deep as stars, very eye-catching.

He got down on one knee.

He held his hard-earned spirit stone in his sole palm, which he wanted to use to buy the marrow washing pill.

Of the 29 other people, half of them were old enough to have no hope of practicing, and the rest remained silent after all with flickering eyes.

The two spirit stones are too precious, and they think it's not worth it for the news that a sect may say next.

"Hey~" The white-haired deacon laughed and shook his head, beckoning to Ye Xiu, "Come here, boy, if you don't die, just buy me a drink after you become a monk."

"I won't die!" The ordinary Ye Xiu, with eyes full of determination, got up and came to the old deacon, and said seriously while handing over the spirit stone, "I will definitely treat you to the strongest wine."

"Good boy!"

"Some people don't use their brains in the sect, otherwise I won't be polite to the old man."

The old deacon admired this kid a little, and his cloudy eyes glanced at the others lightly.However, his lips squirmed, and he used sound transmission skills to tell Ye Xiu some gossip.

"Take the initiative to go to the Death Squad, so that the handyman disciples will have a chance to enter the city. It is said that there is a great chance in Yinhuandao. The Death Squad survives one out of a hundred deaths. Whether you can do that depends on your fate."

"According to the chess hall's prediction, this news can only be spread through the deacons, and only such death squads will exist as one."

"do you understand?"

The old deacon's tone was not as calm and condescending as before, and he talked with Ye Xiu with an equal attitude.

Even Ye Xiu could feel that the Lingshi had been put back into his arms unconsciously.

"Thank you, Deacon!" Ye Xiu understood that he had made the right bet this time, and even the deacon's Lingshi should not invest in him instead. This can basically confirm the truth of what he just said, "If Ye Xiu can survive, he will never forget Senior's great kindness."

"That's all there is to say."

The old deacon waved his hand, with a look of expectation on his face, he took a deep look at Ye Xiu, and then closed his eyes like a statue.

Ignoring the other handyman disciples with twinkling eyes, Ye Xiu was a little excited, and he kept inhaling and exhaling before slowly returning to normal.

wow~
At this time, two bright rainbows flashed across the spirit beast, his eyes were shining with determination, and he believed that one day he would stop looking up.

……

The realm of returning to the ruins.

Apart from the real Duanqin Cliff and Fenggu Valley, Organ Valley is the only incomplete secret place. This place is a place to practice the magic of attacking and attacking, and it has a strong killing spirit.

Only inner disciples can go there on weekdays, and it is difficult for outer disciples to come, let alone handymen who are no different from ordinary people.

The last time the entire sect gathered here was 50 years ago when the suzerain retired and handed over all matters to the two saintesses.

The realm of returning to the ruins.

Half of it is located in the sea of ​​clouds, and the other half is independent. The vast sea of ​​clouds is tumbling, and the huge and incomplete hall is looming. The majestic dragon chair is well preserved.

Neatly lined up in front of the dragon chair.

You can find it if you look closely.

Except for the ancient dragon chair in the middle, the other two dragon chairs and the 13 yuan Dao stone were all artificially added later.

13 Nine men, women and children sit on Yuan Dao Stone. They are the real elders of the Organ Valley. Standing in front of the sea of ​​clouds below are idle elders, elders of the outer sect, disciples and deacons of the inner sect.

Then there are outside disciples, and the last part is the disciples who are handymen.

"Uh huh, why are you so depressed? You can say whatever you want, little guy." The beautiful woman in the black cloud crane mist gauze skirt on the road stone snorted softly. The hairpin is oblique to the dark cloud bun.

The soft and charming voice stirred and calmed most of the disciples' hearts, unknowingly sweeping away the tense atmosphere in Guixu.

Whispering and whispering, the gloomy and quiet Guixu became noisy.

"Senior Sister Lu, Senior Brother Jiang... When will he come back?" Miao Youwei in the corner of the front row had red eyes and blamed herself, looking at Lu Hongying with complicated eyes and asked.

Lu Shiying leaned against the red Lihuo gun, frowned slightly with her hands crossed, and looked around but did not find Jiang Fan's figure.

She glanced at Miao Youwei with a headache, and couldn't help cursing in her heart, "I agreed to this broken deal because I was bewitched, and the pitiful appearance of this junior sister actually made me feel guilty, so I can't go on any longer. "

"If they fall, they will commit crimes~" Lu Hongying lamented.

Miao Youwei felt wronged and blamed herself, "Brother, where are you~"

Jiang Fan: "Ah Choo!"

(End of this chapter)