Living in the world of cultivation

Seeing a group of branch foundation-building elders constantly persuading him, Zhou Tong slammed the ground.

"That's enough..."

Zhou Tianfang and others were all shocked, and they all bowed and remained motionless.

"I asked you to kill hundreds of disciples of the lower sect. Why are you talking so much nonsense..."

After Zhou Tong finished speaking, he gave them a cold look.

"The ancestor's breakthrough is imminent. At this time, no one in the entire sect dares to offend our Zhou family. When the disciples of the next sect leave Yinshan Pass, we will ambush them on their way out."

After hearing Zhou Tong's words, Zhou Tianfang and others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If you don't do it at Yinshan Pass, you can do it.

As long as no one gets caught, the people in the sect will definitely turn a blind eye.

"Tian Fang, I leave this matter to you. No matter how many resources are needed, the family can provide them, but there cannot be one fish that slips through the net and survives. Can you do it?"

Zhou Tianfang was immediately excited after hearing this, and he quickly bowed and saluted.

"Uncle Clan, don't worry, I will take care of everything..."

Three nights later, the temporary residence of Yinluo Sect.

The two leading elders of the sect were discussing secretly in a stone room.

"Senior Brother Song, is the news accurate?"

Senior Brother Song's name is Song Kun. He is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. There is no possibility of further advancement, and there is not much time left.

As the leader of this trial, I just received a message from someone placed by the sect in the Nine Nether Demon Palace.

The Zhou family wanted to kill all the disciples of the lower sect and bury Zhou Cheng with them.

Although Song Kun didn't believe that the Zhou family would be so crazy, the disciples who survived the Demon Abyss trial would definitely have a bright future.

If the Zhou family really goes crazy, these sect's future seeds cannot afford to lose.

"Junior Brother Lu Ming, although this matter sounds ridiculous, we have to guard against it..."

Lu Ming couldn't help but nod after hearing this. These disciples who survived the Demonic Abyss will be the future pillars of Yinluo Sect as long as they return to the sect.

"Senior brother, we'd better report this matter to Shangzong..."

After listening to Lu Ming's words, Song Kun shook his head.

"If the Zhou family really wants to do this, they can't expose this matter, lest the Zhou family do something even more crazy."

Having said this, Song Kun lowered his head and thought for a while, then took a deep breath.

"Let's do this. Regardless of whether the news is true or false, we have to be prepared. I will take a group of disciples back to the sect according to the normal route, and then select a group of disciples with potential, and you will take another path."

After hearing this, Lu Ming waved his hands quickly and said, "No, I can't let you..."

Song Kun waved his hand and interrupted Lu Ming's words.

"My time is running out, please let me contribute to the sect before I die."

Lu Ming wanted to say something more, but Song Kun's attitude was extremely determined, so he had no choice but to give up.

Then the two people studied the lists of the two routes, and most of the disciples left according to the original route.

The dozen or so disciples who take the secret route are all people with good qualifications and potential in the future.

Both of them were familiar with these disciples and quickly drew up a list.

Lu Ming thought for a moment and said, "Su Fan should also consider this. After all, he is Master Hong's disciple."

Song Kun shook his head and said: "I can't put people in your place anymore. It's true that Su Fan is powerful, but he only has four spiritual roots. Whether he can build the foundation is a question. If Master Hong is to blame, then it's up to me." Take the blame."

Two days later, more than a dozen trial disciples from lower sects were finally returning to their respective sects.

In the early morning, Su Fan followed the sect's people to the docking point of the bone boat.

Although he was not familiar with his fellow disciples, he still saw the clues. There were more than a dozen people returning to the sect, and the elder named Lu was not there either.

After everyone boarded the bone boat, Elder Song Kun explained the reason to the disciples. Elder Lu Ming and some disciples had other tasks and would rush back to the sect later.

Su Fan didn't care, he just wanted to rush back to the sect as soon as possible.

He doesn't know what the vegetable gardens and fruit trees will look like when he returns to the cave.

Su Fan came to his cabin, sat cross-legged on the futon, took out a captured ancient book and read it.

With a tremor, the bone boat slowly left the ground and then sailed into the distance.

Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief. After struggling outside for a year, he finally made his way home.

He had finally let go of what he had been worrying about. After all, he had been worried that the Zhou family would find out about him after killing Zhou Cheng.

Su Fan smiled and continued reading.

At this time, the messenger charm around his waist warmed slightly. He picked it up and saw that it was the message from He Bin.

"Listen now, the Zhou family is crazy. They want to kill all the disciples of the lower sect and bury Zhou Cheng with them."

After hearing He Bin's words, Su Fan suddenly frowned.

"Is the news true?"

"The news came from a nail I buried next to Zhou Cheng. The Zhou family has sent more than fifty foundation-building elders and more than a thousand Qi practitioners to ambush you on the road, preparing to intercept and kill you."

The information provided by He Bin also included Elder Lu Ming and a dozen trial disciples who were absent.

Su Fan knew in his heart that this news seemed to be true in all likelihood.

It seems that the two leaders of the sect must have also received the news. They knew that someone would intercept and kill them, but they still did not change their route.

The only possibility is to sacrifice them and cover the departure of the dozen or so disciples.

Those dozen disciples are all disciples with high talents and potential.

And most of them were disciples of average qualifications. Even Elder Song Kun was about to die, and there was basically no one who could make further progress.

Su Fan closed his eyes silently and laughed at himself.

Although he knew that the two elders were right, he would make the same choice even if he was the one making the decision.

But when he thought that he was abandoned by the sect, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

At this time, He Bin began to transmit again.

"If you can escape the pursuit of the Zhou family, go south to Chixiao City. That is our He family's territory, and there is almost no Zhou family's influence."

After listening to He Bin's words, Su Fan smiled bitterly.

The Zhou family mobilized so many forces, and there were several foundation-building cultivators in each group. How could he escape the pursuit?

"The Zhou family's ancestor is in seclusion, preparing to break through the Nascent Soul stage. At this time, even if the Zhou family does something outrageous, the sect will not reprimand them too much. You should take care of yourself."

"Thank you, I owe you a favor..."

"I'll talk about favors after you escape the pursuit. My previous proposal still counts. Please consider it."

Su Fan took a deep breath and said, "Don't mention the matter of marrying into the family again..."

After he finished speaking, he put the sound transmission note into the ring, then closed his eyes and began to think about countermeasures.

This is the biggest crisis Su Fan has encountered since he traveled to this world.