Chapter 57

The night is as cool as water.

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

There are countless towering mountains and stars, like one ancient beast after another sleeping.

Clouds filled the air, thick clouds, like a sea of fog.

This is the ancestral gate of the ancient mountain and sea Pavilion.

One of the mountains.

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

Thousands of monks gathered in a dense crowd.

But strangely, the eyes of these monks looked dull.

Like a dead man.

Suddenly, for a moment.

More than a hundred lights flashed across the sky.

Then, among the many monks on the platform, some people flashed a pure light in their eyes and restored Qingming.

It's like injecting the soul into the walking dead and coming back to life.

The market test was officially opened.

......

Lu Qingshan returned to his senses and slowly opened his eyes.

He first checked his state at this time. Although he was wearing the uniform Taoist robe of Shanhai Pavilion disciples, he also changed his appearance and figure.

But whether it's cultivation or magic tools, it's the same as when you came in.

Lu Qingshan glanced around. All around him was the same as himself. He was an alchemist in shanhaige wearing a blue Taoist robe.

He understood that among the thousands of mountain and sea Pavilion gas refining friars, only 179 were real living people.

The rest is just an illusion of the ruins.

......

They were silent, as if they were waiting for something.

The same is true of Lu Qingshan.

A moment later.

A misty distance.

There was a dazzling blue streamer.

In the dark, like a meteor.

This meteor is now coming straight to the huge mountain where Lu Qingshan is located.

Soon.

The streamer stopped above the monks and revealed the human form.

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

His breath is as deep as an abyss.

"Patriarch!" all the disciples of Shanhai Pavilion on the court said respectfully in unison.

The white friar called the patriarch looked at all the friars in the field.

He sighed and spoke slowly.

"I think you all know."

"At the moment, Shanhai pavilion has been surrounded by many demon families led by the ten thousand poison Demon Lord."

"The evil Lord of ten thousand poisons sent someone to negotiate with our Shanhai pavilion to make our Shanhai Pavilion subject to the demon clan."

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

"However, there is no need to think about it. I, friar shanhaige, can only stand and die. There is no saying of living on my knees."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for Shanhai pavilion to survive after tonight. As the last patriarch of Shanhai Pavilion, the only thing I can do now is to take Shanhai Pavilion friars and fight with the demon clan to avoid falling into the name of Shanhai Pavilion."

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

The Lord of Shanhai pavilion was silent for a moment and seemed to be thinking about something.

The monks were silent.

Finally, some very low sobs came out.

It's like a wire that ignites a powder keg.

Sobs gradually spread.

Growing up in Shanhai Pavilion since childhood, they should not regard Shanhai Pavilion as their home.

Now, this family is in danger.

Who can not be sad from the heart.

The Lord of Shanhai Pavilion looked at the sobbing disciples with heavy sadness in his eyes.

"You disciples are only refining Qi. You should have been cultivated and protected by Shanhai Pavilion for hundreds of years. After you grow into a major overhaul, you can support our Shanhai Pavilion."

"Now, you have not grown up, and shanhaige has not given you too many resources, so you have to face such a disaster."

"Now, give you a choice."

"Escape or stay and die with Shanhai Pavilion."

"If you stay, with the cruel means of the demon family, there is no possibility of survival, and there is no life after ten deaths."

"If you escape, the demon clan has gathered countless people outside our mountain and sea Pavilion, blocking the space. The ordinary transmission array is useless."

"Only [Dingtian transmission array] can work, but the destination of [Dingtian transmission array] can't be controlled at all. It's random transmission. Elders are building [Dingtian transmission array] on Feilai peak at the moment."

"At present, the means of the demon family can't be known. Although [Dingtian transmission array] can still play its transmission power, there are likely to be mistakes."

"Moreover, the demon clan has spread all over the area for thousands of miles. Even if they escape through the transmission array, they may enter the tiger's nest just after they leave the wolf's den."

"Therefore, even if you choose to escape through [Dingtian transmission array], it is a situation of life and death, but it is always better than leaving ten dead and no life."

"Don't be ashamed of choosing to escape. As a friar of the refining realm, even if you stay, it doesn't mean much to Shanhai Pavilion."

"But if you choose to escape and really survive, maybe you can leave a glimmer of hope for the continuation of our Shanhai Pavilion."

"If so, you will be the heroes of Shanhai Pavilion."

"Think about it carefully. Whether to escape or stay."

The Lord of Shanhai Pavilion waved his robe sleeve.

A dark blue ray of light appeared above the monks and lasted for a long time.

"Those who choose to stay stand on the right of the blue light, and those who choose to escape stand on the blue light..." the voice of the leader of Shanhai Pavilion began to tremble, and his voice became lower and lower, and gradually became silent.

Because when he finished, he chose to stay and stand on the right of the blue light.

The vast crowd seemed to be controlled by something.

No discussion, no hesitation.

All at this moment, moved to the right of the blue light.

In the dark night, these thousands of low-level friars in the Qi refining realm gathered together, and some people were still sobbing in a low voice.

Everyone's faces were under the shadow, so that the Lord of Shanhai Pavilion could not see very clearly.

An inexplicable strange feeling stirred back and forth in his chest.

"Monks of Shanhai pavilion are willing to die together with Shanhai!"

Among the crowd, I don't know who shouted like this first.

Then, the sound came one after another and gradually became neat.

The sound soared into the sky.

"Die together with the mountain and sea!"

"Die together with the mountain and sea!"

"Die together with the mountain and sea!"

......

Feilai Peak.

Several array masters of Shanhai Pavilion, together with the disciples of Shanhai Pavilion who are proficient in array, are here to constantly outline the array lines and build the [fixed sky transmission array].

Suddenly, one of the array masters raised his head.

"What sounds like?"

"There's no sound..."

"Don't talk, listen!"

The faint voice floated in the clouds, intermittently.

Finally, the voice became clearer and clearer.

"With the mountain and sea... Together... To die!"

The array master's eyes lit up and looked in the direction of the voice.

"That's..."

The array master quickly took out the Shanhai Pavilion token from the storage ring.

The token is shining.

The master of the array put his mind into it.

The gentle voice of the patriarch came.

After receiving the message from the patriarch, the spirit of the array master was shocked.

"Everybody stop!"

Everyone looked up at the array master.

"Dismantle these array patterns!" the array master ordered.

"However, it will be built soon..." someone was surprised.

"Dismantle these array patterns, use these materials, arrange the killing array and kill more demons!"

"This time, our mountain and sea Pavilion, the whole clan will die together and fight with these demon beasts!"