This Swordsman is Too Steady

Chapter 57: Shanhai Pavilion

　　 The night is as cool as water.

　　 Like the night before the storm, the world is quiet, silent, and the last storm is brewing.

　　 There are countless huge mountains standing here, densely covered with stars, like ancient giant beasts sleeping.

　　 Clouds and mists are pervasive, thick clouds, like a sea of fog.

　　 Here is the sect of the ancient Dazong Shanhai Pavilion.

　　 One of the giant mountains.

　　 On the top of the mountain, there is a vast platform.

　　 Thousands of monks gathered densely.

　　 But strangely, the eyes of these monks looked a little dull.

　　 is like a dead person.

　　 Suddenly, at a certain moment.

　　 Hundreds of fluorescent lights flashed in the sky.

　　 Then, among the many cultivators on the platform, some of them flashed a light in their eyes, regaining their clarity.

　　 is like injecting soul into the walking dead and coming back to life.

　　 The test of the market world has officially opened.

　　......

　　 Lu Qingshan regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.

　　He first checked his own state at this time, although at the moment he was dressed in the uniform robes of the disciples of Shanhai Pavilion, and his appearance and body had changed.

　　 But whether it is the cultivation base or the artifacts, it is still the same as when it came in.

　　 Lu Qingshan glanced around, all around him was the same as himself, wearing blue robes, Shanhai Pavilion Qi refiner.

　　 He understood that among the thousands of qi-refining monks in the mountain sea pavilion, only one hundred and seventy-nine were truly alive.

　　 The others are just illusions of the market world.

　　......

　　 Everyone said nothing, as if waiting for something.

　　 Lu Qingshan is the same.

　　 after a moment.

　　 Cloudy and misty distance.

　　 flashed a dazzling blue streamer.

　　In the dark night, like a shooting star.

　　 And this meteor is coming straight to the giant mountain where Lu Qingshan is.

　　 soon.

　　 The streamer stopped in the sky above the monks, revealing the human form in them.

　　 A middle-aged man wearing a white robe with a tired face.

　　 The breath on his body is as deep as an abyss.

　　 "Sovereign!" All the Shanhai Pavilion disciples on the field said respectfully in unison.

　　 The white-robed monk who was called the sect master glanced at all the monks on the field.

　　 sighed for a long time, then spoke slowly.

　　 "I think you all know it too."

　　 "At this moment, Shanhai Pavilion has been surrounded by many demons led by Ten Thousand Poison Demon Lord."

　　 "The Poison Demon Lord sent people to negotiate with our Shanhai Pavilion, and wants us Shanhai Pavilion to submit to the demons."

　　 "He gave us one night to think about it."

　　 "But, don't think about it, my monk, Shanhai Pavilion, can only stand and die. There is no such thing as kneeling and surviving."

　　 "Shanhai Pavilion's ten thousand years of foundation, I am afraid that after tonight, it will be difficult to survive. As the last Sovereign of Shanhai Pavilion, the only thing I can do at the moment is to bring the monks of Shanhai Pavilion and fight to the death with the demons without falling into the name of Shanhai Pavilion."

　　 "Just look at the ancestors of Shanhai Pavilion, don't blame my unfilial son."

　　Sect Master of Shanhai Pavilion was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something.

　　 The monks all remained silent.

　　 Finally, some very low sobbing sounds came out.

　　 is like a wire that ignites a gunpowder barrel.

　　 The sound of sobbing gradually spread.

　　 grew up in Shanhai Pavilion, they all regard Shanhai Pavilion as their home.

　　 Now, this home is at stake.

　　Who can not be sad.

　　Sect Master Shanhai Pavilion looked at the disciples who kept sobbing, his eyes were full of heavy sadness.

　　 "You disciples, but qi refining, the Shanhai Pavilion should have cultivated and blessed you for hundreds of years. After you grow into a major repair, we will support our Shanhai Pavilion."

　　 "Now that you have not grown up, and Shanhai Pavilion has not given you too many resources, you are facing such a catastrophe."

　　 "Now, I will give you a choice."

　　 "Escape or stay and die with Shanhai Pavilion."

　　 "If you stay, with the cruel methods of the demons, there is absolutely no possibility of survival, ten deaths and no life."

　　 "If it is to escape, the demons have gathered countless people outside of my mountain and sea pavilion at the moment, sealing the space, and the ordinary teleportation circle is useless."

　　 "Only the [Dingtian Teleportation Array] can function, but the destination of the [Dingtian Teleportation Array] cannot be controlled at all. It is a random teleportation. At the moment, the elders are building the [Dingtian Teleportation Array] at Feilaifeng."

　　 "At present, the demon's methods are still unknown. Although the [Dingtian Teleportation Array] can still exert the power of teleportation, it is very likely that there will be errors."

　　 "Furthermore, the demons have been scattered within a radius of 10,000 miles. Even if they escaped through the teleportation array, they may have just left the wolf den and entered the tiger's den.

　　 "So, even if you choose to escape through the [Dingtian Teleportation Array], it will be a life of nine deaths, but it is better than the ten deaths left."

　　 "Don't you feel ashamed because you chose to escape. As cultivators of the Qi Refining Realm, even if you stay, it is of little significance to Shanhai Pavilion."

　　 "But if I choose to escape and really survive, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope for the continuation of my Shanhai Pavilion."

　　 "If this is the case, you are the heroes of Shanhai Pavilion."

　　 "You guys think carefully about whether to escape or stay."

　　 The master of Shanhai Pavilion waved his robe sleeve.

　　 A dark blue ray pattern appeared above the monks, and it lasted for a long time.

　　 "The one who chooses to stay stands on the right side of this blue light, the one who chooses to escape stands on this blue light..." Sect Master Shanhai Pavilion's voice began to tremble, and his voice became lower and lower, gradually becoming silent.

　　Because he chose to stay and stood on the right side of Blu-ray when he finished talking.

　　 The ebony crowd seemed to be controlled by something.

　　 There is no discussion, no hesitation.

　　 is all at this moment, moving to the right of the blue light.

　　 In the dark night, these thousands of low-level cultivators in the refining realm were all gathered together, and some were still weeping in a low voice.

　　 Everyone's faces were in the shadows, so the Lord Shanhai Pavilion could not see clearly.

　　 An inexplicable strange feeling surging back and forth between his chest.

　　 "The monks of Shanhai Pavilion, are willing to die with Shanhai!"

　　 Among the crowd, I don't know who shouted like this first~www.ltnovel.com~ Then, the voices one after another, gradually became neat.

　　 The voice went straight into the sky.

　　 "Go to death with the mountains and seas!"

　　......

　　 Feilaifeng.

　　 The formation masters of Shanhai Pavilion cooperated with the disciples of Shanhai Pavilion who are proficient in formation, are here, constantly outline the formation pattern, and build the [fixed sky transmission array].

　　 Suddenly, one of the Array Masters raised his head.

　　 "What sounds like?"

　　 "How can there be any sound..."

　　 "Don't talk, listen!"

　　 Void and vague voices floated in the clouds, intermittently.

　　 Finally, the voice became clearer and clearer.

　　 "With the mountains and seas...together...to die!"

　　 The Grand Master of Formation's eyes lit up, and he looked in the direction of the sound.

"That is......"

　　 Array Master quickly took out the Shanhai Pavilion token from the storage ring.

　　 The token is shining continuously.

　　 The master of the array technique penetrated into it.