This sword repair is too curly

Chapter 58
The old man glanced at Deacon Kong and was silent for a while, "What are you looking for?"

"Your good apprentice brought back a letter. The Jinding Sect has sent disciples to the Gufeng Dynasty. Presumably it is for the dynasty's ancient mine. They still don't give up on the ancient mine." Seeing the old man's indifferent appearance, the fat deacon said, He even spoke angrily.

The skinny old man lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "They deserve to die."

The fat deacon snorted lightly when he heard the words, "They should be damned, then you should take action!"

"Now that the letter is in your hands, you have already taken action over there. If you want to confront directly, Jindingmen has the support of a large sect behind it. We have nothing on our side. We are in a state of isolation and helplessness. Unwise, but it may be the only way to break the game now."

The old man's eyes closed slowly, "Da Zongmen, if they hadn't put pressure on them back then, Chen Hong wouldn't have been buried in the ancient mine, but now they still bully us, I really think that Wanjiange is a clay sculpture!"

The fat deacon also knew what the old man was thinking, and said from the side, "This is the end of the matter, and now we have to come up with a charter, whether to continue to swallow our anger, or to fight them, this is what you say If you have made a decision about everything, the head will not say anything more."

The old man clenched his palms slightly, but his face was still ashen.

After a long time, the old man let out a long sigh and slowly let go of his tightly clenched palms, "Wait a little longer."

"Still waiting?" The fat deacon's voice suddenly rose, and then he said through gritted teeth, "Wait until someone rides on your head, what are you waiting for! How much do you have to be bullied before you can take any action? I can't wait to go to Jindingmen now and chop up those three bastards."

"You do have the strength, but what happens after you cut it?" The old man glanced at the fat deacon, "Wanjiange's orthodoxy is completely destroyed? The lives of tens of thousands of people are in your and my hands, and you can't just rely on your will. "

"The sect is in ruins now, you and I are covered in iron, how many nails can we drive?"

"We still have to wait for the Zongmen to recover some vitality. Soon, the Jiange will open again. My Zongmen should add many strong people. At that time, Wanjiange will be completely stable, so let's wait for the opportunity."

"Wait until the younger generation grows up." The old man said slowly. "There are still many good disciples in this generation."

"But do you know that just a few days ago, Chu Huangyue encountered an ambush when she went out. She said it was bandits, but it was more like people from Jindingmen. They were fighting for the ancient mine with us. Completely annexing Wanjiange will do everything possible!"

The fat deacon then said questioningly, "Back then, Chen Hong was ambushed by formations in the ancient mine. You swallowed your anger and did nothing. Now it's Chu Huangyue's turn. Maybe the next one will be Qin Lingyu, or Yun Shu!"

The old man's eyes flickered for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure, "I said, these things are not up to you or me, we are going to hibernate, the survival of the immortal sect is in my hands, and the lives of tens of thousands of people are in my hands Above all, I cannot bury the Wanjiange Wannian foundation in my hands for my own selfishness."

"It's already on fire, and you still want to hibernate? Look, is there anything to lose in the current Wanjiange? The super sect of Yunzhou thousands of years ago, but now it can be ridden on the head by a large sect. I'll give you another three years, if after three years, you can't make the decision, then I will make the decision!" The fat deacon said angrily.

The old man is still silent.

He didn't say much, let alone express his position. He also knew that Deacon Kong had resentment in his heart, so let him speak.

Deacon Kong's name is Kong Li, and he was once the top arrogance in the sect, and his strength has reached the foundation establishment stage.

Back then and Chen Hong were the best partners, almost inseparable.

Chen Hong was attacked in the ancient mine, and he was also ambushed by mysterious people in another place. Although he survived by luck, he also suffered injuries all over his body and was unable to practice anymore.

In the end, he was only assigned the position of a deacon of the outer sect.

Ten years later, the old man couldn't see through Kong Li from being unable to cultivate to his current strength. The old man didn't know what he had experienced and what fortune he had gained. He only knew that the sect had lost to Kong Li. Leave.

Back then when the two genius disciples of the Zongmen were attacked, the Zongmen not only remained indifferent, but even suppressed the incident.

Until now, unless they belonged to that generation in the sect, everyone else had forgotten the existence of Kong Li.

But what can the old man do?

This was the unanimous decision of the Zongmen's senior management. Back then, he shot and killed two Jindingmen's Foundation Establishment Elders and pulled them over to be buried with them.

But then what.

To fight desperately with the people from Jindingmen?
He was able to replace several high-level members of Jindingmen, but Wanjiange couldn't bear the anger of Dazongmen now, and thousands of years of inheritance would be destroyed in one fell swoop?
The life and death of tens of thousands of people are in his hands. These people can have a better future, but they want to be buried with him for his impulsive impulse?
What Kong Li said was true, he was hesitating, even now he still didn't calm down.

Sitting for countless years has been tempering the body, but the mind is suffering day and night.

That was his disciple, but he couldn't take revenge.

Because the strength is not enough.

Not strong enough!

Without being strong enough to be invincible in the world, the weak can only live in humiliation.

Bloody, yes, but reckless, that's a reckless move.

He is waiting for the sect to grow up.

As long as they can compete with the big sect, there will be plenty of time to clean up the Jinding sect.

At the same time, I am waiting for myself to grow up.

It's a pity that qualifications are limited after all. Just having perseverance can only polish your physical strength for a while, and you can't do much.

"However, the disciple you accepted is not bad." Before the fat deacon left, he turned his head and said, "In the future, his achievements will definitely be higher than yours. Now that he has achieved a great deal of martial arts, his physical strength alone is comparable to that of a practitioner. At its peak."

Then he left quickly.

Dacheng?

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing.

Smiling and laughing, there were tears in his cloudy eyes again, "Okay, okay, okay, God wants to rejuvenate my Wanjiange!"

"Great achievement within one month, I'm afraid even the powerful bloodlines of the top physical cultivation families in the ten states will definitely not be able to do it!"

"Then it seems that the old man can rest assured."

With trembling hands, the old man took out a black box-like exercise from his bosom, gritted his teeth lightly, as if he had made up his mind, "Fix it, the old man will try it out too, if he dies, he will People can also grow up quickly, protect the inheritance of the sect, if you don't die, then Jindingmen, Wuji Xianzong, you just wait."

(End of this chapter)