Shura God Emperor

Xiao Yu had imagined many times that he had come to this kind of sect. This scene was simply a palace community of a dynasty.

It's just that there is no such magnificence as the royal palace, and there is no grandeur, and some are just a kind of tranquility, which makes people longing from the bottom of their hearts.

Although the Xiaoyao Sect was almost reduced to a second-rate sect, no matter how it was said, the Xiaoyao Sect was built for thousands of years.

Such a martial art faction, no matter how sluggish and declining, it will not be much worse.

Yin Bai led Xiao Yu down and stayed at the door of Xiaoyaomen.

It was a giant archway that was hundreds of meters high. On the archway, there were three large black characters with dragons and snakes--

Happy door!

Xiao Yu held his breath, and suddenly there was a kind of light in his heart.

To be honest, he was worried and even regretted for a moment on his way here.

But since you have stepped on the floor of Xiaoyaomen, is it possible to shrink back?

Under Yin Bai's leadership, Xiao Yu walked all the way to the main hall.

It seems to be expected, the Xiaoyao Sect is indeed much more depressed than expected, and there are very few disciples.

The people who sweep the floor are all middle-aged, and there are only a handful of young children walking on the road.

Such a huge sect!

There are so few people! ?

Yin Bai sighed and said, "Junior brother, as you can see, this is the current situation of our Xiaoyao Sect. Those young children are still our elders who came down the mountain to find them. But as long as they are from the sect world, they know us a little bit. Those who are happy at the door almost refused to come."

"understand."

Xiao Yu nodded, although there was a gap in his heart, he could only sigh with emotion.

The strength of those disciples who just walked past can really be described as "horrible", and there is a strength that is still in the Dan formation.

It's incredible.

However, Xiao Yu felt a little relieved that Xiaoyaomen still had a lot of things to look forward to.

It's like this "Hall of Enlightenment", "Shentong Pavilion", or a place of retreat.

"When we were at its heyday, Xiaoyaomen had thousands of children, but now there are only a few hundred or two hundred people left. Many of these children were brought back and cultivated since their infancy. Many of these children were abandoned babies and were raised since childhood. It can make them have feelings for the sect, but many have grown up and went down the mountain." Yin Bai said slightly disappointed.

Xiao Yu was silent, but Da Huang said in a voice transmission, "Hey, there are only two or three hundred people in such a big sect. This is really declining."

"When we set off from the dynasty, I scanned my spiritual knowledge and found that there were thousands of people in the so-called second and third sects, and a few hundreds."

Xiao Yu could hear that Yin Bai's words indeed contained too much sorrow.

Even the rhubarb spoke with sorrow.

Xiaoyao Sect is the largest of the Seven Sects! But there are so few disciples who are so pitiful.

For some reason, Xiao Yu seemed to have a secret decision in his heart.

"Brother, are you a true disciple or an inner disciple?" Xiao Yu suddenly asked.

Yin Bai turned his head and smiled, and said, "I am a true disciple and the only true disciple, but from now on, we have one more true disciple in the Xiaoyao Sect."

Xiao Yu nodded, he knew that there were not many true heirloom disciples in the sect. To be true heirloom disciples, at least in terms of strength and talent, he was superior to ordinary people.

Suddenly, Xiao Yu was a little puzzled. Did the brother also pass the Zongmen Shitai examination?

Yin Bai smiled and said: "I didn't come in from the assessment, I was one of the babies just mentioned, oh, we are here."