I just want to be quiet

Chapter 403: All Betrayed and Departed. (Fourth! Seeking subscription!)

From the platform where the chaos and mists lingered, there was a slightly smiling warm voice from the Sect Leader of the Sect Leader: “The disciple of the Sect, Li Lieyue, has ascended the position of Holy Maiden.”

“Fellow daoist, please testify for it.”

In the mist, several emotional sighs were heard.

Immediately, an old voice sounded: “The Samsara Tower, today witnessed the True Passage of the Chongming Sect and the hunt for the moon, climbed the Blood Ladder of the Ten Thousand Races, on the 9999th floor, took the initiative to face the arrogances of the same generation alone, victory and standing. Holy Maiden, the actual name!”

Before the words fell, a little light flew out from the mist, slowly falling to the bloody crown on Li Lieyue’s head.

In an instant, the originally purely one-piece crown lit up with a touch of brilliance, and quickly condensed a gemstone, which was inlaid on the side of the crown.

Soon, there was another clear voice from the fog: “Natural religion, today witnesses the truth of the Chongmingzong Li hunting the moon, overwhelming the heroes, disregarding peers, the position of Holy Maiden, as it should be!”

There was also a little light in the words, but it was not as fast as before, but drifted, and after touching the blood-colored crown, it evolved into another gem and slowly emerged.

Immediately afterwards, there was a gentle voice from a woman: “Wushi Villa, today witnesses the True Passage of Chong Mingzong Li hunting the moon, climbing the blood ladder, defeating Tianjiao, practicing Zuo blood seat, as the Holy Maiden!”

The third point, the light is flying slowly, Keng!

After a soft sound that seemed to exist, Li Lieyue’s blood-colored crown was already inlaid with three thumb-sized gems, which were radiant and radiant.

At the same time, she felt that own recovery speed suddenly accelerated!

Before long, Li Lieyue recovered to its heyday, but the magic power in her body was constantly circulating, like a river of torrents. As the mighty power surged, her breath continued to rise…in a short moment, she stepped into it. Nascent Soul middle stage!

At the time when all the attention was drawn, the Supervisory Hall Master smiled and continued to preside over the ceremony: “The Holy Maiden of this generation is already in the right place. Everyone, congratulate my Saint Zong, there are successors, and Fu Zuo is long!”

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the voices were like mountains and seas, and they said in unison: “He Shengzong, there are successors, Fu Zuo is long!”

Amidst the vigor and joy, Outer Sect reappeared in the midair again in the deep and wide palace that had emerged when the leader was confirmed.

Countless life soul lights are floating, like life fire in the sky, illuminating the lower cultivator of the Cultivation Base, and bowing their heads to dodge.

One by one, sitting on the futon, or leaning on the cloud bed, or by the small table, or the figure lying in the tent, the shadows and shadows emerge among them.

“Holy Maiden Li Lieyue, enter the Hall of Inheritance, and pay homage to the ancestors!” With the reminder of the Master of Supervision, Li Lieyue slowly got up, stepped out, and disappeared from the Holy Maiden blood seat, appearing in countless lives floating around. In the wide hall of the soul lamp.

This Guangdian, which the disciples of the sect would see, slowly disappeared.

Holy Maiden ceremony, so far slowly ended.

The next day.

The sky is slightly bright.

A maid in palace dress veiled frost, and hurriedly walked across the corridor of human bones.

She quickly came to the door of a quiet room. Before she could tell, the door of the quiet room had been silently opened.

Zhou Miaoli who was sitting on the cloud bed slowly opened her eyes and asked quietly, “What’s the matter?”

“Master.” The maid calmed down, and said with some difficulty, “Just now, there was news from the Zhou family that the head of the family opened the ancestral hall and removed your name from the genealogy.”

“And expressly order that any child, from today onwards, shall not have any contact with you anymore.”

“Several children of the Zhou family who had been here on orders have already packed up and left.”

“In addition, in the thirteen meridians, many disciples who had already surrendered to you have also changed…”

There are other things, but the maid has her throat choked up at this point, and she can’t say anything.

Zhou Miaoli listened, but her expression was flat: “I have been fighting with Li Lieyue for many years. It should be the case. The Zhou family’s approach is my approval. After all, I am not of the Zhou family’s blood. I have been brought up by them. Getting along is not bad, there is no need for them to bury with me.”

“Master…” The maid was a little upset, yes, the master was not of Zhou family blood!

But over the years, because of the blood of the owner, Si Hong, and his outstanding talents, how much has the Zhou family benefited?

Originally, the Zhou family was just one of Si Hong’s vassals!

Talking about talent, power, or strength is nothing extraordinary.

Relying on the master to have today, even if the master is kind and willing to cut off the relationship with the Zhou family, the Zhou family has the face to agree? !

And the disciples of the thirteen channels are all awkward!

The master is not Li Lieyue’s arrogant family daughter who has a high-profile eye! Subordinates, who has never benefited from the master? It is raising a dog, throwing away some leftovers every day, and also knowing to wag its tail. And these people are so ruthless and unrighteous…

She really couldn’t swallow this breath, and couldn’t help but said, “Will the master let the maidservant go and kill all the traitors?”

Zhou Miaoli glanced at her and said calmly: “Be safe and not irritable.”

“…” The maid took a deep breath, and Yiyan calmed down. However, after working hard for a while, she still felt unable to calm down, “Master, right now…”

“Wait.” Zhou Miaoli interrupted her and gave lightly.

Upon seeing this, the maid was still very indignant despite her expression, but she did not dare to say anything.

Stopping the impulse of the maid, Zhou Miaoli closed her eyes and continued to exercise Magic power.

Over the years, she had seen it through.

In Shengzong, or in other words, in this world, status, status and power are all empty, and blood, affection and meaning are not enough to rely on. Only strength is the fundamental!

Zhou Miaoli had always been afraid of Li Lieyue from the past. This is not only because of Li Lieyue’s birth, Li Lieyue’s talent, and Li Lieyue’s Cultivation Base and strength among his peers since he was a child…More It was because she was too afraid of being given up by Si Hongshi!

After all, although she is of Si Hong’s blood, she has not been able to recognize her ancestors and was not accepted by Si Hong’s mainstream tribe.

For this reason, Zhou Miaoli has always had a vague inferiority complex and unwillingness to own life experience.

Contending with Li Lieyue is both Si Hong’s request and her own wish.

Because, Li Lieyue is exactly what she envied. The three daughters of the three aristocratic families were born noble, with impeccable pedigree, status, and status!

Unlike her, her position is awkward.

The situation is subtle.

However, after witnessing the holy Maiden of this great enemy for many years, Zhou Miaoli’s previous anxiety and worries disappeared.

In an unprecedented predicament, she calmed down as never before.

Even in the Holy Maiden dispute, she had already lost to Li Lieyue.

But there is still a breath, Zhou Miaoli will not give up on herself.

The longevity of the cultivator, one step ahead, does not mean step by step lead!

She may not have no chance!

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Miaoli’s aura was not frustrated, but rather calm and heavy.

Even a slight change in his mood unexpectedly occurred, but he didn’t know it, and Ascension was a little bit.

As it approached noon, there was a sound of footsteps in the particularly deserted white bone pavilion.

A middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous clothes with a brocade robe and jade belt walked slowly across the corridor and appeared in front of Zhou Miaoli.

Si Hong is here.